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Archive for August 18th, 2006



Purple paint… this sure looks like fun, fun, fun… hope I get to have a go when I’m there. You may have realised I haven’t really grown up. Sorry I couldn’t seem to upload all the pics onto one post, so I’ve had to do it in three postings, but I think you get the idea.

This has been a strange week… lots of my blogging friends are away or busy, busy, busy and the same goes for here; I’ve had a very heavy workload… so sorry mrsbg has been put on hold. I have lots of ideas and know where she’s going, but I have little time. I don’t think I will promote mrsbg on this blog anymore… you’ll just have to visit and check if she’s around.

Mind you, I have re-edited my Dear Vincent letters (the wedding invitation ones) because they were so much fun. I may post them again as I have made them slightly more outrageous and they make me laugh.

I have chatted with Rachel on msn; she is in Isla la Marguerita in Venezuala… she will be home next week so guess my computer time will be curbed and you will hear even less of me… hmm. It really is time she finds her own place. The Israeli contingent are all fine, just had a long long chat with Bridgitte. Jon and Boaz are at the playground and Moriah is fast asleep.

Something funny happened here this week. Jamie was moaning how he had to help clean his girlfriend’s apartment and I said the problem was he treated my home like a hotel and restaurant. He’s never made a bed nor lifted a finger… my fault, not his. Well sheepishly Jamie and Lucy (his gf) invited themselves for dinner and then asked if they could stay over, adding fuel to my ‘hotel’ theory.

The next morning I found my big box of photographs in their room and Lucy asked me about a little cigar box in it…

Wow, that was a trip down memory lane. Pictures of ex boyfriends/lovers/an ex fiance… guess I should put one of “he who I had to obey” then it will be complete. I have lost touch with a couple of guys, Israelis I dated when I lived there in my youth, but there is one in particular, an Israeli I met in London when I was 16. He married and moved to Los Angeles and also has 3 children. We are still in touch and in fact we only chatted last week. I haven’t seen him in years, but hopefully we’ll catch up at the end of the year.

I remember calling him when I was at our place in Florida and hubby was in meetings. I was heartbroken to hear he had got divorced… he was broken up. The next month hubby started going funny on me. My kids are excited thinking we should get back together… I won’t tell you how long ago this was. Most of you weren’t even a twinkle in your parents’ eyes. It will never happen… but the children do make me laugh. He is my age and he dates girls 20 years younger, which means potential dates for me with that age gap are… ?? ~ I don’t even wanna think about it. Even my daughter in law plans to set me up for my week out there… oy vay!

Have a lovely weekend everyone, Shabbat Shalom to my fellow faith, and may peace prevail in your homes and The Whole Wide World… sorry, had to get a little Bob in there.

Scroll down the next two posts for the next six pics in this series……






the loves of my life

at the touch of love, everyone becomes a poet ~~~ plato

thank you…

... to everyone whose pictures and videos I have borrowed; if anyone would like theirs to be removed, please tell me and I shall be happy to do so

all words here are mine ~ I’ll tell you when they’re not!

from long ago

in case I forget what day of the week it is

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