tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-60335857823596383912024-03-05T10:07:16.297-05:00In My LifeThe thoughts of a 20-year-old who sometimes feels her life only
revolves around school, work, and mostly shidduchim. Get ready for some drama!tembowhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02041219202486067572noreply@blogger.comBlogger78125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6033585782359638391.post-1294332190383056442009-09-27T12:31:00.001-04:002009-09-27T12:32:56.171-04:00gmar chasima tova to all of my friends out in the blogosphere!tembowhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02041219202486067572noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6033585782359638391.post-86205867163743121122009-08-03T19:28:00.003-04:002009-08-03T19:41:50.600-04:00I (heart) these things...at the request of <a href="http://baaltshuvaslowly.blogspot.com/">Dude with hat</a>, i have returned briefly to post about <a href="http://baaltshuvaslowly.blogspot.com/2009/08/meme-7-things-i-like.html">seven things i love</a>:<div>(these are in random order)</div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">1. making people happy</span>- for example, today at work i completed a project for a client and he called me up and told me how much he loves it and that made my day!! i love doing things for people and seeing their pleased reactions.</div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">2. the feeling when something suddenly clicks and everything becomes crystal clear</span>- this applies in Torah learning but also in secular studies... whenever i don't understand something and then i find another way to explain it that i really like or when someone gives me a new piece of information to complete the picture.</div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">3. driving!</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">4. singing and music- </span>i've <a href="http://shidduchblues.blogspot.com/2008/12/mall.html">discussed this before</a> :-) </div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">5. hanging out with close friends and just shmoozing and having fun</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">6. swimming and anything to do with water</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">7. fave foods, well a few of them: </span>sushi (just had an awesome godzilla roll from Sushi Metsuyan), (israeli) iced coffee, coffee ice cream, whipped cream, and corned beef</div><div><br /></div>tembowhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02041219202486067572noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6033585782359638391.post-72912706609847803232009-06-24T18:44:00.004-04:002009-06-24T18:48:12.569-04:00follow-up postat a wedding last night, i saw the person i mentioned in the previous post, who i had decided to forgive and forget what she had done. <div>i gave her a huuuuge hug and spoke with her for a few minutes and did NOT, not even once, have any negative feelings towards her or speak negatively about her. it was such an incredible feeling!!</div><div>i hope that all of you will take this opportunity to forgive someone who hurt you at some point because its an amazing feeling to finally be done with that horrible feeling for once and for all.</div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-large;">:-)</span></div>tembowhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02041219202486067572noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6033585782359638391.post-37748504731963736112009-06-16T22:16:00.004-04:002009-06-16T22:31:39.239-04:00forgive AND forgetI recently learned about forgiveness. It's a mitzvah to forgive someone for something he/she did to you when they come to you and apologize. It's an even greater level to forgive someone when he/she did not even come to you to ask for forgiveness.<div>I left the shiur with a mission: to forgive someone I've held a grudge against for nearly four years. Even though I thought I had forgiven her for what she did and how she acted towards me, I did not <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">forget. </span>And in Yiddishkeit, it's not ok to just <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">forgive</span> but one needs to <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">forget</span> also. Because if you still remember, then it means you still hold a grudge. So I decided to honestly and completely and wholeheartedly forgive and forget the incident. Because I can truly see how though this person may have wronged me, she actually did me the biggest favor because I ended up where I did and it was all <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">yad Hashem</span>- truly. (though i did not realize that at the time, of course)</div><div>I feel like a burden is now lifted off my heart. </div><div>And I know that when I see her next week (and I know I will for sure), that I can go over to her and hug her and honestly ask how she's doing, and forget the past, because the future is so much more important.</div><div><br /></div><div>When i think of her now, all i can do is smile. It's a funny thing, mechila (forgiveness). Totally changes everything upside and right side up.</div>tembowhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02041219202486067572noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6033585782359638391.post-68964012625089582032009-05-22T17:35:00.001-04:002009-05-22T17:36:39.018-04:00hey guys!<div><br /></div><div>just wanted to check in and say hi! hope y'all have a great shabbos!</div>tembowhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02041219202486067572noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6033585782359638391.post-26407438625255125232009-04-13T11:19:00.003-04:002009-04-13T11:24:33.450-04:00news flashi will be taking a hiatus from this blog for a while. feel free to go through the archives and comment, comment, comment!<div>enjoy the rest of pesach!</div><div><br /></div><div>(i'll still be checking other blogs and commenting, so i won't be totally gone :)<span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span></div>tembowhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02041219202486067572noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6033585782359638391.post-26396595718877513932009-04-07T23:31:00.002-04:002009-04-07T23:32:55.357-04:00Well, almost all cooking has been finished and we're all heading to bed, B"H. Just want to wish everyone a Chag Kasher V'Sameach! Enjoy it!!!!<div><br /></div><div>Can't wait for Bircas HaChama very early tomorrow morning :)</div>tembowhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02041219202486067572noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6033585782359638391.post-75575398768992309692009-04-07T00:11:00.004-04:002009-04-07T01:09:29.499-04:00TAoPP part 2for all those who had trouble figuring that out (lol)... this is <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">The Adventures of Pesach Prep</span> continued!<div><br /></div><div>In keeping with the funny/weird theme: I took my brother shoe shopping for Yom Tov. He (finally) found a shoe he liked and it was on the clearance rack. My bro tried it on and it fit ok so we asked the salesguy, Sean, to bring out the other shoe. Sean returned a few minutes later and said sadly, "I can't find the other shoe. I think it was thrown out." (!!!) <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">I've never heard of Macy's throwing out new shoes before! Have you?</span></div><div><br /></div><div>Also, I think I now appreciate men's shoes a little more. I used to think they're all the same, unlike women's shoes. But after shopping tonite, i think i'm getting the hang of it! there's tons of variety- loafers, tie-ups, tassels, cowboy shoes, with a heel, with rubber sole, in black, maroon, tan, pointed toe, square toe, square-ish toe, round toe, up toe, down toe, with design, without design, one color, two-tone, the list is endless. </div><div>so now, all you girls out there who until now thought guys' shoes are all the same, i hope you'll reconsider. i have :)</div>tembowhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02041219202486067572noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6033585782359638391.post-58914577316237882832009-04-05T14:22:00.006-04:002009-04-05T14:34:37.756-04:00The Adventures of Pesach PreparationIf i were writing a novel called <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">The Adventures of Pesach Preparation</span>, this would definitely go in it: While my brother was vacuuming the car, his yarmulka fell off and was sucked into the vacuum! He had to go buy another one! How funny is that?? :-p<div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">to be continued :)</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"><a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=C8h0yQZZyXk">Here's a great inspirational song to listen to while you're preparin</a><a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=C8h0yQZZyXk">g...</a></span></span></div><div><br /></div><div><div><br /></div></div>tembowhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02041219202486067572noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6033585782359638391.post-39319774920436401862009-04-03T16:07:00.004-04:002009-04-03T18:25:58.102-04:00M.O.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgn0FeNcaQCf78X99sGjcUaISaHcHQLriugtS0lSUedS4cGs8mNRgzdgo5AafF3nrvCUUc9SS4HKbEBn1jodY0CTBddjfroHq9wn7Pm17liuLErQ9FeomxXaOMRPBk1v1oJtQHvFaVvthSY/s1600-h/michelle_sweater.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 112px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgn0FeNcaQCf78X99sGjcUaISaHcHQLriugtS0lSUedS4cGs8mNRgzdgo5AafF3nrvCUUc9SS4HKbEBn1jodY0CTBddjfroHq9wn7Pm17liuLErQ9FeomxXaOMRPBk1v1oJtQHvFaVvthSY/s200/michelle_sweater.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320562008098776994" /></a><br />You know, some people would be envious of Michelle Obama. I mean, she <i>is</i> First Lady of the U.S. But I really don't envy her at all. There's a lot of stress and expectations. People expect many things from her. She can't make any mistakes because she represents the President. And when she's outside of the U.S., it's even worse. Because she represents America. <div>I'm not into politics <i>at all</i> (and that may be a whole 'nother discussion why not) but I am into fashion. The President and First Lady were in Europe this week, spending some time in England. Out of all things to talk about, the press focuses on Michelle meeting the Queen, her etiquette, and her <b>clothing!</b> </div><div><br /></div><div>There's one sweater that got a lot of criticism. (Quoted from Time Magazine:) "Then Thursday morning she was off to the Royal Opera, dressed in a sequined, patchwork cardigan, the kind of goofy outfit that in another context could get a teenage daughter eye rolls from her baffled parents." </div><div><br /></div><div>I actually <i>like</i> the sweater. I think it's really cool and original. When I first saw it in the pictures, I thought, <i>hey, i'd like to <a href="http://www.farfetch.com/item10013720.aspx">get myself one of those!</a></i> Only problem: it costs $800!! </div><div>(and notice that it only comes in small and medium... let's say you're a size large, G-d forbid?)</div><div><br /></div><div>What do you think?<br /></div>tembowhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02041219202486067572noreply@blogger.com28tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6033585782359638391.post-30806088965193231902009-04-01T21:08:00.002-04:002009-04-01T21:10:34.225-04:00DesignPoll: Do you like the design of my blog?<div>Results: 4 users said yes, 3 users said no</div><div><br /></div><div>For all those who said no, would you mind telling me what it is that you don't like so i can fix it?</div><div>And for all you yes-ers, please tell me what you <i>do</i> like about my blog.</div><div><br /></div><div>Thanks!</div>tembowhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02041219202486067572noreply@blogger.com38tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6033585782359638391.post-83016747337658121812009-03-31T22:30:00.005-04:002009-03-31T22:44:18.341-04:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/78/269644482_8b7e915e35.jpg?v=0"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 210px; height: 250px;" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/78/269644482_8b7e915e35.jpg?v=0" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>I passed by this sign today while driving in Queens. Pretty scary, no?<br /></div>tembowhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02041219202486067572noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6033585782359638391.post-26567869376712802182009-03-29T10:07:00.009-04:002009-04-02T20:24:04.205-04:00Picture Perfect (i wish...)i had an argument with my mother today. her friend, who thought of a boy for me, dislikes the photo on my shidduch "resume" and wants a different one. i really am not so photogenic so i dont have any good pictures i would want to give this shadchan, other than the one that's on my resume now which is from my brother's bar mitzvah. so this shadchan decided she doesnt like that picture and wants another one. i dont have another one! i like that one! but my mother wants me to find a different one... and she wants my yearbook picture. <div>okay, first of all, my yearbook picture is from THREE years ago. second, i hate it!! i really really really don't like it and i would never want any guy who is deciding whether or not to date me (or worse, his mother) to see that. </div><div>i decided to google "shidduch picture" to see what others in the blogosphere had to say on the topic and i arrived at <a href="http://www.shidduchim.info/announcements.html">this site</a>, which said:</div><div>"12/23/2003<br /></div><div>Ed. Note - Possibly of interest for those who'd like to lightly touch up" their shidduch photo.<br /></div><div>HATE YOUR YEARBOOK PICTURE? Attention students and teachers: get rid of unsightly pimples, remove orthodontic braces, circles under eyes, double chins, stray hairs, etc. I will retouch your yearbook or other photo for only $10!"</div><div><br /></div><div>The last line of the ad was the best... it says: <span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);">"Remember Hashem made you perfect, but the camera makes mistakes!"</span></span> awwwww... how sweet! lol</div><div><br /></div><div>in the end, however, i caved, and sent the yearbook picture. because i figure the shadchan will compare the two pictures and come to the conclusion that the first picture is much better (which is exactly the conclusion i want her to come to!!) </div><div><br /></div><div>PS. i had always heard a rumor that the guys in lakewood had a library filled with all high school yearbooks from all the schools all over the US from all the years. but a guy i went out with recently claims he has never seen a yearbook in Lakewood yeshiva. THANK G-D!! (all you girls can breathe a sigh of relief)</div>tembowhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02041219202486067572noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6033585782359638391.post-60055040787640876052009-03-26T15:00:00.005-04:002009-03-26T15:06:53.276-04:00Blogging about Life<a href="http://www.blogger.com/profile/05927411127491577903">Child Ish Behavior, </a>on SomethingDifferent's post about <a href="http://ablobofsomethingdifferent.blogspot.com/2009/03/blogging-inspiration.html">Blogging Inspiration, </a>linked to a little quiz to figure out what type of blogger you are. I took the quiz and it revealed what type of blogger I am....<div>Let me know what you think... Is it true?<br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 233px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPxHBCYpoV6QbLPpxk513rImG6Pc0vwlOr4Oji3tJRwPdf8tJNGFM_IIeOli-r75hHn_2EIBea0ZN1KciCI88IssdiZj19lymTy2Gc_LtyuXA9_JRB6QPrmx3NriwtmHmIGbTkowVIbRGu/s320/Picture+1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317574041240048930" />tembowhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02041219202486067572noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6033585782359638391.post-46938475175307397022009-03-25T19:27:00.002-04:002009-03-25T19:49:46.318-04:00You want my... honey??<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7sxwMnAzIHUJj0-z2CmxiPm3bRgpAt-Hpv1-1vA5HZxI_I1Td5N2MQdOE4pH6Ltrd9Ej-OoYloUvm0SfUVgYEtC1d2U_xz5sHGbqk6YnM7tnRqAj4Xq5O3LYScfFnlRVhkIa7LZnftPH9/s1600-h/honeydrive.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 157px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7sxwMnAzIHUJj0-z2CmxiPm3bRgpAt-Hpv1-1vA5HZxI_I1Td5N2MQdOE4pH6Ltrd9Ej-OoYloUvm0SfUVgYEtC1d2U_xz5sHGbqk6YnM7tnRqAj4Xq5O3LYScfFnlRVhkIa7LZnftPH9/s200/honeydrive.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317271330766825266" /></a><br /><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>no, silly! they wanted my blood! </div><div>recently i donated blood for the first time! the first time i willingly gave blood was in high school when i was tested for <a href="http://www.aish.com/dating/wisdom/The_Genetics_of_Dating.asp">Dor Yesharim</a>. when i heard there was going to be a blood drive i was kinda nervous about donating. im not squeamish with blood but the thought of someone sticking me with a needle and taking a pint (!) of blood out of me really made me nervous. in the end, thanks to (the good kind of) peer pressure, i decided to give blood. </div><div>B"H i was totally fine, though i actually saw my friend faint in front of my eyes! (but that's a different story) it took about fifteen minutes, maybe less, and then it was all over. and i feel so great about giving the gift of life! you know, they say 60% of people in my region are eligible to give blood and only 2% do. every 2 seconds someone else in the world needs blood. it's a major thing to be able to give. so if you're eligible... do it! you'll feel so great afterwards (okay... maybe two hours later, after the weakness and lightheadedness has gone away :)</div><div>one of the girls i was with said something really amazing that got me thinking. she said that we're at an age now where we will do something to willingly hurt ourselves because we know something good will come out of it. think about it...</div><div>when i was younger like 10 years old, no way would i allow myself to get hurt if i had the choice. why have to suffer willingly? but now, as a 20-year-old, i understand that it may hurt for a second or maybe for 15 minutes will im being pinched with a needle stuck in my vein drawing out my blood, but afterwards i'll be ok and i'll be able to save someone's life. </div><div>it's a really amazing idea if you think about it. the more i think about the concept of taking my blood to give to someone else, the more amazing i realize it is. my blood going into someone else's body is pretty cool. and the whole thing about different blood types is cool too. i can't wait to find out what type i am! lol</div><div><br /></div><div>fyi here are some facts about giving blood:</div><div><br /></div><div>1. one pint of blood can save up to three lives</div><div>2. the average adult body contains 10 pints of blood</div><div>3. 500,000 Americans donated blood in the days following September 11th, 2001 </div><div>4. A newborn baby has about one cup of blood in his body</div><div>5. there is no substitute for human blood.</div><div><br /></div><div>JUST DO IT!</div>tembowhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02041219202486067572noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6033585782359638391.post-87546216939098112952009-03-23T23:13:00.008-04:002009-03-25T15:13:59.395-04:00Dance EvolutionEvery once in a while i'll find a song that i absolutely love and get obsessed with. i listen to it a million trillion times until i get sick of it and then move on to the next song. the song im obsessed with now (and listening to now :) is Michoel Pruzansky's "Al Tirah" which i got off the Oorah Shmorg CD that they sent out in the mail. it's one of those songs that just puts me in a good mood and makes we want to dance. <br /><br /><span style="color:#ffccff;">** <a href="http://www.oorah.org/auction/2009/cd09/cd-audio.html">LISTEN TO 'Al Tirah' HERE</a> **</span><br /><span style="color:#ff99ff;"></span><br />the last song i can think of that i was obsessed with and made me want to dance was on Shalsheles 4: "Ashira". I put on that song blasting and just danced the night away, listening for hours on end to the same song on repeat! it was a blast! though my sisters thought i was crazy!! but i got them to dance with me.<br />im not really a dancer. at weddings i'll dance of course but im not one of those girls who knows all the complicated dance steps. i know a few basic dances and i don't really have to any more than that because usually we use just the simple ones. i know the 6 step tho!! im so proud of myself. though i'd prob be too embarrassed to do it in front of everyone, for fear that i'd mess up lol.<br />when i was younger, in like 4th grade, i took dance class after school. i was one of the best in my class, really, and im not saying to brag or anything. i was really good but then i just lost it. must of been with all that growing and maturing, i just lost that talent. it's something i wish i could do. like ice skating. i've always wanted to figure skate! they look so graceful and beautiful out there with all the triple lutzes and double axels and spins. that's always my favorite sport to watch in the olympics.<br />so i guess i could learn to dance again. tho im content with just dancing in my room to my (now) favorite songs, although who knows how long it'll be b4 im sick of them!!!<br /><br /><br />here are some of my favorite songs for your listening pleasure... ENJOY!<br /><a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=S-gs4L4AqOU&feature=related">Meidad Tasa's "Al Naharot Bavel"</a><br /><a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0FyaYKfiqtM">David Ross's "Power to Be"</a> (the Voices for Israel version is much better)<br /><a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wYUpuCZJLxQ">Baruch Levine's "Vezakaini"</a><br />and a lot of others that i can't think of right now!!<br /><br /><br />just as i was publishing this post, my friend sent me this link to such a cute video! check it out <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ivjybzdXVmI">HERE</a>. i wish i was on that flight!!! and please post comments... i, too, belong to the "I love comments club" :-ptembowhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02041219202486067572noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6033585782359638391.post-7426385769868576742009-03-17T15:36:00.004-04:002009-03-17T15:43:31.649-04:00rules are meant to be brokenrules are meant to be broken. <div>or are they?</div><div><br /></div><div>who made up all these rules about shidduchim? things like, waiting upstairs when the guy comes in to meet your parents, him opening the car door for you, who leaves the house first... all these things. who made them up? must have been someone. these things have become so accepted that if someone breaks the rules, it's like they've done something wrong, when in reality they haven't... they've just done something different.</div><div>and these days people are so against people being different.</div><div>but what i think is interesting is that i've gotten questions from shadchanim or people who have called me about my friends for a shidduch, like: what makes you different from all the other girls out there? what makes so-and-so different? </div><div>so what's going on here? is different good or bad?<span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span></div>tembowhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02041219202486067572noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6033585782359638391.post-50450698625167735452009-03-13T09:40:00.006-04:002009-03-13T09:52:41.905-04:00TGIFTGIF, right?<div>I absolutely love fridays. it's not just because it's the end of the week and i'm off, with no school or work. it's because of all the preparations for shabbos and in anticipation of the weekend, which begins today.</div><div>i used to get up late on fridays because i didnt have to get up for school or work but then i realized it's so much nicer to wake up early and be available to help out my mom and do some preparations for shabbos. it gives me a sense of accomplishment.. like, look what I made! wow, i did that!</div><div>i think that is something i really enjoy- being able to accomplish something and look back at it, even years later, and be like, "wow! i really did something" or "i really made a difference" or "look what i went through and who/what i became." i think everyone gets that satisfaction from accomplishing something. especially if it took real effort on their part. </div><div>i'm really excited for this shabbos! i've been tired all week. i haven't had a chance to catch up on my sleep because of purim and everything and it's been a busy couple of weeks. so i'm hoping i'll get a chance to get some zzzzzzs and enjoy the company that we're having :) it's gonna be fun!</div><div><br /></div><div>now on a completely different subject:</div><div>i got a reference call for a shidduch for a friend of mine. this woman who called me knew no information about my friend, except her name (and i guess her references, cuz she had my number). so i told her to ask me questions (because that's the only way i'll talk about a girl... i hate it when people say, "so tell me about so-and-so..." and i'm like "um..... can you please ask me some specific questions?!") so what im really wondering is how did this woman get my friend's name and references. i mean, if she had the references then she probably would have her shidduch resume also and then all the other basic info would be on there too. except maybe she got the numbers from someone else, and why wouldn't that person share the resume with her?? anybody got a clue?</div>tembowhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02041219202486067572noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6033585782359638391.post-27051531601604016662009-03-10T23:18:00.002-04:002009-03-10T23:21:21.723-04:00PurimB"H i had THE best Purim EVER!<div>I think it was so great because it was really inspirational and spiritual but also really fun. I went to a Tehillim group at chatzos on Purim night, davened vasikin this morning, heard megillah, gave out mishloach manos (at home, to my friends, etc), prepared for seudah and had seudah with family and friends. it was amazing! i hope you all had as great a Purim as i did!!</div>tembowhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02041219202486067572noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6033585782359638391.post-22224533981295949872009-03-08T13:15:00.003-04:002009-03-08T13:16:41.035-04:00Just want to wish everyone a Freilichen Purim and I hope you all enjoy the fun! It's a little busy around here but IY"H after Purim I'll be back...<div><br /></div>tembowhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02041219202486067572noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6033585782359638391.post-36757946715135117892009-03-03T17:25:00.004-05:002009-03-03T17:34:34.867-05:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzel9L5GgLqJDqMY__toqvGICME72nBjCBd5CVDl7GDt1xH5foqfqhk3sIP1-FLwGtfBapotyU1dHOuZ6qfl-bIjAnRewajSPb3MVcD_1-4TlJc1HO3KHfrOESFsiX-wkzAJI84-c_Acx5/s1600-h/_coffeeandmascara.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzel9L5GgLqJDqMY__toqvGICME72nBjCBd5CVDl7GDt1xH5foqfqhk3sIP1-FLwGtfBapotyU1dHOuZ6qfl-bIjAnRewajSPb3MVcD_1-4TlJc1HO3KHfrOESFsiX-wkzAJI84-c_Acx5/s200/_coffeeandmascara.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309093509980851810" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">ok i gotta admit, im a real girl! i saw this quote on a classmate's looseleaf in high school, and i've never forgotten it since. it's so 'me.'<br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(85, 26, 139); text-decoration: underline;"><br /></span></div>tembowhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02041219202486067572noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6033585782359638391.post-47159061853785179072009-03-02T23:59:00.009-05:002009-03-03T00:17:41.952-05:00Dreamsa year ago, in an art class, i learned something unbelievable: some people dream in black and white. i was shocked! i had always thought that all people dream in color. my teacher polled the class and we discovered that one student (my friend!!) dreams in monochrome. she couldn't imagine dreaming in color. i myself dream in color; all dreams are exactly like real life, except, of course, they're dreams. <div>so i decided to do some research, as this is a topic truly fascinating to me, and this is what i discovered:</div><div><br /><div>- Psychology researchers have discovered that if you grew up on black and white TV you are more likely to dream in monochrome than people who have watched color TV all their lives. </div><div>- A psychology student did a survey of 60 people, half over 55 and half under 25. Only 4.4% of the under-25s dreamed in monochrome.</div><div style="text-align: left;">- Even more fascinating, before black and white TV, research has shown that people dreamed in color!</div><div style="text-align: left;">- According to research, most people dream in both color AND monochrome, but some only dream in monochrome.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">Do you dream in color? Or just black and white? Do you also find this fascinating? Share your thoughts, opinions, comments, etc.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">ps. if you don't know whether you dream in color or not, sleep on it, and try to remember in the morning!!</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div></div>tembowhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02041219202486067572noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6033585782359638391.post-24653245486356367302009-02-28T23:24:00.004-05:002009-03-01T00:31:14.890-05:00surprise me!what is it about surprises? some people love 'em and some people hate 'em.<div>a few friends and i surprised a friend today. it's almost her birthday and we decided to make her a party. so we planned something with her mother and we went over to her house at the planned time. guess what- she was sleeping!!! her sister went down to wake her up and she didnt want to get up! so we had to do what all good friends would do... wake her up! we went downstairs and came into her room singing HAPPY BIRTHDAY! boy, was she surprised! and she was like laughing and rubbing her eyes and totally not expecting it! it was so cute. but she wasnt upset at us for waking her up cuz it was worth it.</div><div>it was really nice just to shmooze (and eat and eat and eat)</div><div>reminds me of the surprise party we made for parents last year. their anniversary is in the summer so me and my siblings planned a surprise party for them on shabbos, cuz their anniversary came out on shabbos. i baked a lot and bought a lot of fruit. my mother didnt suspect anything. we invited a bunch of their friends and neighbors and set up dessert on our deck in the backyard. my parents had no clue! my brother sat on the front porch to tell all the guests to go around back. when it was time for dessert and all the guests were there, we told my parents to go out back, and then everyone yelled "surprise!" it was so nice cuz they were soooo surprised.. they had no idea we were planning anything! it was fun! here's a pic of the cake i made:</div><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7pClmiMnkuOrklsBu5lZcH_bhNtxqeC3qT6X_xK6tfh7_zJ5cI68mErvVlWWNm9pjudND4yi1NWuFjqrJKa2PRnCyRnDSCEd7tAROYw9GPh_gG9KuwNVgnRdk7E4mrRMXvzrariJI6r1r/s200/anniversarycake.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308087602598083714" /><div><br /></div><div>so any ideas on the whole psychology behind surprises?</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div>tembowhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02041219202486067572noreply@blogger.com14tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6033585782359638391.post-6326218954703207362009-02-26T23:08:00.002-05:002009-02-26T23:16:23.911-05:00Ash on your face... a big disgraceYesterday was Ash Wednesday.<div>I was walking in NYC, getting myself a coffee, when i noticed many people with black stuff on their foreheads. Had i not been in the subway last year on ash wednesday and noticed it and found out about it, then i would not have known. but i knew it was because of a christian holiday.</div><div>i just googled 'ash wednesday' and found out that christians put a cross made from ash on their foreheads as a sign of repentence, as it is the beginning of Lent, 40 days before easter. now, you may ask why am i telling you all this nonsense? it is because, as a teacher once to me, the christians and muslims have taken everything from the jews. in class we were discussing yerushalayim and what we do nowadays to remember yerushalayim. </div><div>1. if one builds a new house, leave a square part of wall unfinished</div><div>2. under chupah chosson breaks glass</div><div>3. some have the custom also under the chupa or before the chupah to put ash on the forehead of the chosson (and then to wipe it off) as a sign of aveilus for yerushalayim (just like on tisha b'av we eat the egg and ashes, etc). the christians' custom of ash wednesday actually comes from our remembrance of yerushalayim! along with all the other things they stole from us and use in their own distorted ways. </div><div>i just thought that was interesting. what was also interesting was seeing all these people with black smudgy stuff on their foreheads. i bet they are all self-conscious about it and wipe it off as soon as they can :)</div>tembowhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02041219202486067572noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6033585782359638391.post-10388955969900109022009-02-25T19:45:00.002-05:002009-02-25T20:02:55.158-05:00AdviceFirst, i would like to express my thanks to <a href="http://frumcollegegirl.blogspot.com/">frum college girl</a> for turning me on to blogging. i found her blog, started reading, and haven't stopped... and started my own blog- all thanks to her! so thank you fcg!<div><br /></div><div>Second, my blog started with my first post, rightfully named "<a href="http://shidduchblues.blogspot.com/2008/12/first-post.html">First Post</a>". i needed advice about my dating situation so i decided to turn to readers in the blogosphere to get some help. though i received little help and a lot of criticism (it's okay- im totally over it!!), i would like to ask advice on a present situation...</div><div><br /></div><div>today i was talking to someone i work with. she works from home so i only get to see her on rare occasions when she comes into the office. i was talking to her today via IM and this is how the conversation went:</div><div><br /></div><div>tembow: hi!</div><div>her: hi!!! how are you?</div><div>tembow: tired but otherwise great! u?</div><div>her: great!</div><div>tembow: that's good</div><div>btw when are you due?</div><div>her: ask A (another girl i work with) that question. she'll answer you</div><div>tembow: why?</div><div>her: she'll know</div><div>tembow: ok</div><div>gnite</div><div>her: gnite!!!</div><div><br /></div><div>ok so i knew something was up! but then i got an email when i got home from work, from A.- the other girl i work with. this is what her email said:</div><div><br /></div><div>hey tembow...</div><div>i meant to tell you but i think you were away when it happened.</div><div>but B. is no longer pregnant... she had a miscarriage :(</div><div>it's really sad because she was like 5 months along and it was a major deal... she was out for 2 weeks (pretty much the whole time you were away) </div><div>i feel really bad that i never mentioned it to you... and i hope that i didn't put you in any type of uncomfortable position.</div><div>B. just asked me to tell you because she has trouble talking about it...</div><div><br /></div><div>I FEEL SOOOO BAD! i had no clue and i just "randomly" asked her, i don't know why. it happened while i was in israel so i guess nobody thought to tell me or forgot.</div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">do you think i should apologize or just pretend that it never happened??</span></div>tembowhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02041219202486067572noreply@blogger.com14