Sunday, May 27, 2012

The Good, the Bad, and The Dairy

We interrupt the seriousness of late to bring you a special edition of....Poker Chick in Israel!


Today's edition is a series of brief summary points.  Stay tuned for a longer post in a day or two.

The good
True to our disorganized spontaneous style, we took a last-minute opportunity to visit with family in Israel over the holiday weekend.  Good way to scope out places to bring the mini to next time.

We finally logged into email to find out that Condolence Call placed in yet another screenplay competition! Nice, random surprise.

Enjoying a typical Tel Aviv Shavuot agenda:
   11:30 brunch at Brasserie
   13:00 Gordon beach
   16:00 roof party 

The bad
Last minute ticket to Israel = most expensive middle coach seat you'll ever buy.

No advance plans means sleeping on an airbed with no blankets on a dirty living room floor with no shades on the windows. Oy.

The dairy
Landed just in time to make it to a special pre-Shavuot Shabbat dairy lunch with 12 of our closest cousins (5 of them children).   Mmmm.....blintzes......

The just-plain-odd
Spending time with a woman who lives in Immanuel.  Wow is life different there.

Looking for a pharmacy open on Shabbat (there are whole listings in the Tel Aviv paper devoted to this topic).   Still, it's a must.  Beach without sunscreen here = death wish.

Sitting here writing with windows open, busy street below, a cool breeze, and....wait, is that techno music we hear in the background!? Never mind, we're in Tel Aviv, that isn't odd at all.

Sunday, May 20, 2012

Proof That Advertising Peeps Are Not Normal

An article from Fast Company confirms what we've said all along: advertising peeps are not, in fact normal.

We all knew this of course, but someone has finally run the numbers to prove it.  Our favorite stat is that 70% of ad peeps knew about BK's "subservient chicken" campaign, vs. 8% of non-ad peeps.  We know what you're thinking.  We were surprised to see it as low as 70%. too.


Saturday, May 19, 2012

Can't Fight This Feeling Anymore

Now that we've put REO Speedwagon in your head (you're welcome), we'd like to interrupt our usual schedule of negativity with a blast of....

it's coming.......

wait for it.....

optimism.

Yes, you heard us. Optimism.

It's funny how life doesn't work out the way we expect.  After struggling for a while, this week seems to be the week that the universe finally said "Ok, Poker Chick! We've handed you enough piles of crap for now.  Time to experience something different."  In one week we have sudden grown up ten years.  We've purchased an apartment, taken care of ourselves despite a broken toe, volunteered at school, danced all night, laughed with friends until our stomach hurt, hugged mini tightly after her piano recital, met some awesome new peeps, and finally figured out how to fix that leaky faucet and broken cabinet that have driven us nuts for years (hint: it involves two simple words: call, handyman.)

We had this vaguely familiar funny feeling for a while and we ignored it for a while and it went away.  It came back little bits at a time, and today in the glorious spring sun we realized what it was: happiness.  Hello, happiness.  Even if you're fleeting, we missed you.  As a temporarily happy person, we are now ready to use that horribly ugly-sounding word people use to describe women like us without shame.   Mrs. Costanza accent and all.

Yeah, we realize we still don't know how things will turn out.  We realize next week might suck.  Or, it might now.  We've got optimism now.  Bring it.