Wednesday, May 12, 2010

Kitchen to Erin:

JK JK. I'm not doing another conversation between non-speaking objects and myself! Admit you were excited though. You like those.

Really, I am having a hard time blogging. As I said before, I am in the Twilight Zone and people who live in the Twilight Zone don't really blog too much. They just stare at walls and wonder what life is like outside of the Twilight Zone.

I got my Nikon for Mothers Day though!! As soon as I find the cord to download pics I'll start doing my super artsy, wow-she's-a-natural, photo blogs. It's cool. I blog a subliminal message about a want, Brett reads it and then he does it! I know it's a total guilt purchase for not living here and making me sell this house, but hey, that works for me. Guilt= Erin getting stuff she really needs(wants).

So my son graduates in 3 weeks. AAAAAHHHHHHHHH!
So my baby has Roseola. sp? I could google that spelling, but I'm lazy right now. People who live in the Twilight Zone are lazy sometimes.

Someone is coming to look at the house in 5 minutes. The realtor (not real a tor) just called, so I had better blog fast. Must. blog. right. now. in. order. to. feel. better. and. thus. give. the. house. positive. vibes. so. it. will. sell.

Just made cookies for Maddie, Jane, and Camrie. Like those girls so much.
Just took Ali to her musical theatre practice. Can't wait to see her Friday Night!!

Syd is frantically cleaning the kitchen for me so I can blog.

Rudy is waiting to go out.

Gotta run. Literally run out the door and drive away before "they" come.

e

Thursday, May 6, 2010

A N T S to Erin:

We're sorry we stung you the other day when you were planting flowers. We're sorry the stings/bites still hurt. Honestly, we didn't mean to. It's just that you were one of us. You were kneeling in our pile and we just started climbing on you. When you jumped up and started screaming and going all crazy slapping us, we panicked and started biting/stinging. Please forgive us. It won't happen again.

Rolf, head assistant to the Queen

Tuesday, May 4, 2010

I Like This

F L O W E R to Erin:

Thank you for planting me yesterday! I've been waiting in that nursery, waiting for you to come buy me and take me home. I know you like me. I can tell by the way you tuck me in, all cozy in the warm, soft dirt. You pick little dry leaves off of me so I look my best. You planted me with the best view of other-colored flowers, so I'll never be bored. I'll just get to know everyone. I like how you thought of height and knew that since I was a bit short, I might do well moved in by a flower that's taller. We're going to look good for you Erin, because we know we make you happy. Just watch us pretty much sell this house for you. People will have to catch their breath when they pull up to the house and see our brilliance. Thanks for a great day yesterday. I am home!

Monday, May 3, 2010

"Boring Post" says Ali


So, I have been curious about the Persian communities in L.A. I have to admit, I had to google Persia to see that it basically means Iran. I thought, why are so many Persians (Iranians) in Beverly Hills? I don't understand. So here is the answer. I didn't know this! I would not have guessed that anyone from Iran was Jewish in the first place.

Judaism is one of the oldest religions practiced in Iran and dates back to the late biblical times. The biblical books of Isaiah, Daniel, Ezra, Nehemiah, Chronicles, and Esther contain some references to the experiences of Jews in Persia. Some material has been validated by Biblical scholars.

Today, the largest group of Persian Jews is found in Israel. As of 2007, Israel is home to just over 47,000 Iranian-born Jews and roughly 87,000 Israeli-born Jews with fathers born in Iran.[5] While these numbers add up to about 135,000, when Israelis with more distant or solely maternal Iranian roots are included the total number of Persian Jews in Israel is estimated to be between 200,000[1]-250,000.[6]

The United States is home to 60,000-80,000 Iranian Jews, who have settled especially in the Los Angeles area and Great Neck, New York. Those in Los Angeles have settled mostly in the Westside upper-class cities of Beverly Hills and Santa Monica and the Los Angeles Westside neighborhoods of Brentwood, Westwood, and West L.A., as well as the San Fernando Valley communities of Tarzana and Encino.


According to the former mayor of Beverly Hills, Iranians make up at least a fifth of the resident population of Beverly Hills (the large majority of them Jewish),[11] and a third of the student body at the local high school.[7][8] Following the 1979 Iranian Revolution, tens of thousands of Persian Jews migrated from Iran, forming one of the wealthiest waves of immigrants to ever come to the United States.[12]

This is when I get excited to move to L.A. I feel like we are going to learn about new people, new things, step out of my comfort bubble a bit. We are going to see and learn. Just thought you might be interested too. I love Wikipedia.

Artist of the Week:

He is We

My kids went to this concert while I was in L.A. Basically, they somehow found out about this 19-year-old girl and her friend who made a little CD. A small group from their high school went to a local theatre and paid $10 a ticket to see them. This is the best time to see an artist. This girl spent the whole night with them taking pictures, exchanging email addresses, etc. She is just traveling to small little venues trying to be heard.

Although she sings what I call "teenage music", I can still appreciate that she wrote it, that she has the guts to tour and make a CD. Good for her or I should say them! I find myself really liking her, especially because I know her story now. My pet peeve is when people criticize songwriters. The most I will say is that they maybe aren't my style, but never "I hate her....or He stinks,etc." To those who diss a songwriter who is actually making a living, I say- go write your own stuff, become successful and then criticize!! Standing ovation from me to anyone who can write and hold a CD in their hand of their own creation. Pretty cool.

Sunday, May 2, 2010

Dang it I can't think of a good heading for this meaty post

So it's 12:15 a.m. It feels an hour earlier to me. I'm in the twilight zone. I feel like I don't live here anymore. Well, I don't live the life I used to live here. Everything has changed...what I think about, what I need to do. Brett isn't here. My house is on constant realtor** alert. I'm in Caifornia now as much as I'm here. I just feel different.

I don't live there yet. When I'm there, I am looking, looking, looking. Pros and cons to every city. Most cities are cons. The pro cities always have hefty price tags. I feel like I'm getting closer and going backwards at the same time. I can't explain it to anyone here. It doesn't really make sense.

About every two weeks, I feel like I need to go there again to a)see Brett b)be in the warm weather c)see Brett in said warm weather. Yet when I'm there, he is at work and I am just driving with realtors and TIRED. I get grumpy. Kate gets grumpy. So then I come home. Yeah! I'm home.....for about two weeks and then, I feel like I need to go again. Hard to explain. I am so grateful to my mom and Syd for coming this time so I had someone to look with me and give opinions.

I decided that L.A. is very racially and religiously separated. I can't tell you how many times I heard, "That is a very Jewish area," or "that is a Persian area," or "asian" or whatever. I am extremely sensitive to that, because I know that people say, "that area is very 'Mormon,' " without really knowing anything about Mormons. I hate that. What does that mean? If you live there, you are going to get WAY too many casseroles when you're sick...? I guess it just means that if you live there, you will be among lots of Mormons. If you don't know anything about Mormons or Jews or Scandavians or Harry Potter fans or accountants, then that might be scary.

The truth is, L.A. is huge. I mean, really, really huge. And a little scary. So, people naturally do want to move where people who "get" them live. Jewish people probably like living among people who share their faith. If I'm Persian and I am living across the world in America, I'm probably going to find some fellow Persians to live around. Why do we have Chinatowns in every major city? I was in West Hollywood trying to drive to Glendale and suddenly, I am in Mexico. Little Mexico I guess. Same general reason. It's comforting. I am probably going to buy in a town with a higher population of members of my church so my girls have kids to go to church with, go to early morning seminary with--so they won't feel so alone as a Mormon in big L.A. However, the problem is, the different groups DON'T GET TO KNOW, LIKE, AND UNDERSTAND EACH OTHER. THE DIVIDE DEEPENS and it is especially noticeable in L.A. NOT GOOD!! Very interesting topic I'm sure I'll understand even more when I move there.

Time for bed in my comfy soft warm bed with frequent visitor Syd and also Rudy nearby on the chair. I hope Brett is liking his sweet King warm comfy hotel bed in Century City with the view of that huge L.A. temple.

** Realtor is not pronounced Real a tor. It's just not.

Sunday night back in Bountiful

Spencer with his baby sis after she got home from California tonight. She was missed. Me, probably not so much.


Lauren, WHERE ARE YOU? BLOG OR WRITE OR SKYPE!! We are dying over here for some news.