Once a Shlore, Always a Shlore
Shlore = Shoe Slut/Whore
A few of my favorites this summer. Yummy!
When in Rome?
Mark Zuckerberg is getting a lot of flack for chowing on some Mickey D’s with his new bride in Rome, where there certainly isn’t a shortage of more exciting culinary experiences…
I don’t roll my eyes to this at all. I think it’s crazy that just because someone has a net worth in the billions, people are going to expect that he’ll wear, use, consume only the finest and most expensive. That he can’t enjoy more simple things.
Now, I’m not a billionaire, but just because I can afford more sophisticated eats than let’s say…. boxed macaroni and cheese does not mean I’ll turn my nose up at the quick and simple meal once in a while. I’ll even throw some diced up, pan-fried hot dogs in the mix a la trailer park dinner! Hebrew Nationals, of course… they’re my favorite 
It’s actually what I had for lunch today. I am not ashamed to share this with you. Though I’m not sure if my sister-in-law would want me to tell anyone that she prepared and shared the nostalgically tasty meal with me (the hot dogs were my special request, LOL… Thanks Jen!). Sometimes the simplest just hits the spot.
Give Mr. and Mrs. Z a break. Look at how adorable they are together… how can you be mad at that?
Let’s Play Together
I snapped this photo on my way in to the office on a Saturday morning. It was about 9am. You might not catch it at first glance, but the moon was still out, even after the sun had made his presence to the world that day. It made me smile that these two opposites, who seem to serve such different purposes, co-existed in the same sky and stuck around to play together for awhile. I like to look at this photo and remind myself that not everything has to be compartmentalized. Things, people, worlds, can mingle together even if we always thought they would or should not. And it’s not bad at all. It’s quite beautiful.
Stuck-in-my-head Song-of-the-day
I only wanna give it to you / And I want you more than a new pair of shoes
7 days of Protection, Luck, & Love
For one of my birthdays when I was a little girl, my Aunty Josephine (Actually… we call her Aunty Siping; Filipinos can get creative when it comes to name-for-short monikers) gifted me a 7-day ring. What does the 7-day ring symbolize? Some say the 7-day ring offers protection for each day of the week. Some say it is to bring you luck every day. Others would tell you that it is a reminder that the person who gave you the ring loves you every day of the week. I think they are all sweet meanings.
The ring given to me by my aunt was a stack of very delicate rings, each gauged no thicker than your typical dental floss. Maybe smaller. I don’t know what ever happened to that ring; I wish I still had it. It would not fit my fingers anymore. Perhaps I would wear it as a pendant, close to my heart, reminding me that although I took very little care of my belongings as a child, I was loved nonetheless.
