Monday, December 29, 2008

Festival of Lights

I feel I should mention my other Holiday- the one not about presents. I'm Jewish- or Jew(ish) as the saying goes. My mom was born in Europe, in a refugee camp after the war, and both her parents were interned in Russia. Most of their many siblings died in various camps, and the survivours, no matter the cliche, were never the same. My Bubbie never got over not being able to save all of her siblings, and carried that lifelong guilt with her. Her 6 year old nephew escaped the Nazi's, but at the cost of being a 6 year old alone and scared in Israel until several years after the war ended.

I grew up in a small town, where we were one of two Jewish families, far away from all of my Jewish family in NYC. And we never were overly Jewish. My Bubbie and Zadie denied Judaism as a religion soon after the war ended, both feeling that no god could truly do this to them, and so my mom, and later me grew up vested in Judaism as a Culture and a History, but never as a religion. We went to synagogue on the High Holidays and Hanukkah only- rarely on the Sabbath. But being Jewish was always an identifying part of me. Remembering the history, and what my family had gone through were important to me, and to me, Hanukkah was a representation of that history. I grew up always having Christmas- it was (sort of) important to dad and other then a 1 year stint with the "Hanukkah Bush" even mom accepted that Christmas was just going to happen. But it was always different for me. Christmas had nothing to do with the idea of Jesus- early on I adopted my dad's view of the cult of Santa. Spiritually, Christmas meant nothing to me. Hanukkah, with the idea of family, and the peace of the candles, that was where to me, any spirituality happened. Christmas was about gifts, Hanukkah was about Peace.

Sunday, December 28, 2008


Not that Christmas is about presents. it's about family, friends, food... and apparently presents.

This is our tree.

This was Beau's mom's tree. She was upset about slacking for Christmas presents this year.

Tuesday, December 23, 2008


This is our Christmas Tree

I bought a box of Peaches for $10 this summer

My Elevator at Work has been expired for a ...while. Safety First!

Saturday, December 20, 2008

My Cats

I love my cats. I have had them since I was 8- they are old, old spoiled cats. I named the Cream one Sullivan (after the composers Gilbert & Sullivan) when I was 8. I named the black one Felix (after the cat) when I was 9.

Apparently Felix has been preparing to Eat Our Souls.

Monday, December 15, 2008

I love this City more then I should

I love living in Toronto. I know I shouldn't. Maybe it's the comfort of the familiar, the resturants, the grocery stores that aren't the big chains, the theatre, the music, the life... maybe it's finally being back close to family.

And I love it.

Monday, December 1, 2008

We went to Canada's wonderland

We went to Canada's Wonderland. It's something of a tradition. We go every year, for halloween haunt- basically, we go during the day, and leave when it gets busy. It's FANTASTIC. Cause I hate people.

Anyways, apparently, not all my friends love rollercoasters as much as I do.

Also, it hasn't really snowed yet. That is awesome