"The 'Earth' without the 'art' is just 'eh'…."

Two days ago was my second year wedding anniversary and in celebration of that, I gave my bloggy a facelift! You will notice a new "Lexicon" tab which is a glossary for all of the bizarre words I use on this blog. I will likely continue to change my blog visually in the next few weeks. Some blogs just have great designs. Like Smitten Kitchen. I think in the five years I've been reading that blog the layout, the typeface, the background, hasn't changed once. That is what is known as consistency. Which I don't think I have in any respect yet. But I have been married for two years! That's consistent.

In two years I have been Moozh's crazy, trendy bitch who buzzes the side of her head who doesn't pay her cell phone bills and and sleeps in her car (even though she had a house and a bed). I have been his hippy granola wifey who wears Prana and Chacos and washes her face in glacial rivers. I have been his Fisherman's wife who wears waffle knit and big socks and we talk in long, late hours of Shiraz and Yankee Candles about being fisher's of men.

All in two years! That's alotta changin'. Makes me feel like I've had an identity crisis. Or that I have multiple personalities, which I'm sure is not as fun as it looks on United States of Tara.

My Jew class is over tomorrow. I kind of feel like I've been dragged by the waistband of my underpants through it. My head is super full with just tons of extracirricular stuff, things that Moozh and I are trying to figure out. And so I haven't been present in this class, I just haven't. Which is too bad because I love Jewish history even though it makes me want to slit my wrists sometimes.

Good friends of ours just found out that they are having a baby girl! Mama is due in December but yesterday they found out that it is a little girlie. I called her "Devochka Rabyonuk" which means 'baby girl' in Russian. As it goes with Russian, something short and nickname-y becomes cumbersome with really harsh consonants. But it's pretty fun to say. Devochka Rabyonuk. I'm gonna make her booties. Or mocassins. O die! That's the cutest.

Pregnancy is the new skateboarding. Everyone is doing it. We have friends in Cowtown that just had their baby and other friends that are due in the fall. We have our good friends in Bankybear that are preggers. That's it. It's actually not that much. But I guess when you're always eating with them and talking about acid reflux all the time it seems like a lot. But many pregnancy is fun when you don't have to do it yet. Baby Ds are quite a ways in the future I think. Not quite ready to share Moozh yet.

Well, there isn't a cloud in the sky in Bankybear right now and you know how she can get. I have to get outside before she feels unappreciated and sulks for the rest of the day.

Happy Thursday! Tomorrow's Friday!

It's time to get crafty

I suddenly feel so multicultural.
When we were in Maui, a guy stopped me on the beach and asked me if I was from Minnesota. I said "Pretty much" and returned to my pre-bottled Mai Tai mix. Then as I was leaving for school this morning, I was stopped by a different gentleman who asked me if I was from London, England. I must have one messed up accent. I probably sound like the Swedish Chef. Which is awesome, I just wish I had known.

It remains as "gross with a chance of really disappointing" in Bankybear right now. The "Natives" continue with their persuasion. "It's been a crappy May but it'll be a beautiful June." "It's been a crappy July but I'm convinced we'll have a beautiful August." "We didn't have a summer this year. It's been raining for twelve straight months but I'm convinced that we'll still be around next year."
Although!
Although….I am willing to admit my exaggeration (which is so unlike me). It was gross this morning but it looks sunny out right now. As I'm walking into school. Really classy, Bankybear. It's still probably only 20 out. According to the Weather app, it's warming in Cowtown. Ugh.

Today I am walking into the French Revolution in my Jewish History class. Jewish History with the Guillotine! But the French Revolution does indicate a positive mark in Jewish History because they finally got to be citizens. They were recognized by a nation and were given rights that corresponded with that recognition. And the French got Napoleon who didn't have a sense of pacing himself so they brought the new right for Jews to the REST OF EUROPE.
Anyone who knows me will have observed some interesting behaviour. My facebook news feed reads: "…liked the group 'Jewish Food'", "…pinned the blog "FuckYeahJewish", "…liked the group "Matisyahu", "…liked the group 'Yarmulkes for the Resistance'." I have tunnel vision.
As of tomorrow, I am halfway through my class. Which is terrifying because I have a week and a half to write a ten page research paper I haven't started. Maybe that doesn't scare some people. But those people have never lived with me when I've procrastinated effectively. Badstuff.

The first recreational thing I plan to do when I am done school is work on my scrapbook for Lacey. We just finished our first year of our 12 Project! Serious commitments I tell ya. It's like we're friends or something. There is a separate page for each month and each month has a theme. Anybody got any slick ideas?

Happy Tuesday y'all. Here is to more regular posting.

P.S: Eat your breakfast out of a pineapple bowl. It'll make you feel like you're on vacation.
P.P.S: Eat your breakfast in your bathing suit. See above.

Linkies:
~ Pinterest is the bomb-diggity. For all of the people that love blogging because they get to post pictures but they maybe don't like writing so much, Pinterest is their silver bullet.
~ This shop is beauuuuuuutiful! I bought some of her earrings while we were in Maui. I have her Peacock Amber Squids. I'm saving up for maybe some "Solar Passion" ones or "Chocolate Teal". Moozh posed a good question when we were all in Maui: If you could be a collector of one thing (a luxury or special item) what would it be? Moozh's would be watches. Mine would be earrings. Wood, bone, blown glass, feathers. All of them. I want all of them.
~ I don't know if I've ever talked about Bittersweet Enmi but her artwork in amazeballs. I found her on DeviantArt, I think. I want to look like her drawings.
~ I'm listening to Moozh watch "Hell's Kitchen" in the background and there a bleep so regular it sounds like an alarm. We've also been catching his newer show, "Master Chef" which is better. We're in a food phase. And a cursing one, I guess.

A Hundred Miles in a Million Years

Heyo! I'm back! Actually I was back last Saturday and it has taken me this long to find my ass with both hands. I probably found it with my right hand somewhere around Tuesday but the left's always a little slow.

So.

I'm still tanned. Even though I haven't seen the sun in 7 days.

You know when you would play in those bouncy castles as kids and you would run at a bouncy wall expecting it to be totally fun. But then you hit it and it "bounces" you back to the ground a bit faster (and harder) than you expected and it knocks the wind out of you and you're trying to play it cool because your not a baby (AND IT'S A FRIGGIN' BOUNCY CASTLE) but you kind of hurt your butt? That's kind of how I feel about school right now. It's just BIG. And I know I can handle it. I just kind of hurt my butt.
(And what are you talking about you never ran at a bouncy castle wall. You totally did.)

My class runs until the 29th. By now I have a handle on what I'm doing and we're slowing entering territory in history that I'm more familiar with. Modern Jewish History is basically huge. 1500s until today and it's pretty much all sad. Haven't encountered an uplifting thing yet. But that's uplifting in itself, I guess. That through all of their sadness, through persecution based on their religion, through all this time, Judaism still exists and people come together and tell their collective story. And there's humility in that. But our last reading was on the Sabbatean movement, where a dude named Sabbatai Zvi (say that aloud to yourself right now) showed up in the 1660s saying that he was the Messiah, walked around trying to change things, and some of the Jews totally bought in. And then he converted to Islam.
Boom.
What the…what?! That's kind of what Jewish history is like. Something good looks like it's going to happen and then something bad happens. Something really disappointing. Like escaping famine by going to Egypt and then being enslaved there for hundreds of years. Case in point. One historian has said though that for the Jews, the best of times and the worst of times typically occur in the same situation. And that's just the way things are done.

But we just got back from doing things that were fun so let's talk about that! I will go into greater detail in a later post about everything but the two weddings were so perfect! My sister's wedding was so cool and Moozh and I did great at the reception. She looked so beautiful and my bro-in-law looked swank! I will hopefully post pictures at a later date but I want to be respectful to them. They're still waiting to get their photos back and I know what an agonizing process it can be waiting for wedding pictures. And Sasa and Curtis' wedding was amazing as well! Holy, can't wait to get those pictures back too! The Mill that they got married at, whoa. The weather cooperated for both, the pictures I did see turned out miraculous. Moozh performed Sasa and Curtis' wedding and I couldn't have been more proud of him. The words of encouragement and exhortation that he had for them were beautiful and what he chose to emphasize and include things that were important to them made the message so meaningful to even those that were just sitting watching. Again, pictures hopefully later but I will post some pictures that Moozh took while we were in Maui. Man's got skills!

This is where Sas and Curtis got married, to give you a taste.

This is a sunset from the West part of the island. But look at
the perfect placement of that boat!

Jellyfish at the Aquarium. The Maui Aquarium is awesome!

We actually saw quite a few turtles by accident while we were
snorkelling but this one was at the aquarium too. How cute
is his face?!

This is how pineapple grows. On short stalks with long,
angular leaves

This was the view from the rehearsal dinner.
Again, Moozh did well with the timing. 

It feels very strange and not totally great to be back in Vancouver. I think I got too accustomed to being able to wear my bathing suit under everything. I'll get back into the swing of things. Can't wait to see all the people that I love here!!