Manic Depressives, Hebrew Class, Neurotic Children and a Visit from My Parents.

I don't really know where to begin this post. it has been awhile since I have written anything on here. I am one of those elusive bloggers who has to have had a fire of inspiration flood their soul. At which point I will sit down and fuss and fuss and fuss with an entry. Anyone caught my play on Otto Titsling? Oh well, not everyone can be as big a Bette Midler whore as I am.

Lets see.....I guess I will start with manic-depressives. How many of you have ever known one? well let me tell you they are not a walk in the park to deal with or be around. I work with one and she is absolutly certifiably insane. There is not a single thing wrong with her in her mind. It is everyone elses problem. Makes me absolutly nuts. I work in an office where you are treated like children and property at the very same time by this chicka. Just leaves me mumbling Oy vey and feeling very veklempt at the end of the day.

Of course at the end of this lovely day I get to schlep myself off to Hebrew class, now this is one of my favorite things I have enjoyed about becoming a Jew. I love Hebrew, it is unlike any language I have ever known. It just goes against everything you know and understand about English. Everything is so differnt right down to the direction in which it is read. I take Hebrew with an absolutly wonderful little lady I will refer to as LG. LG is an absolute doll. She only had one child a daughter so she didn't get to play the sweet Jewish mother to a son and say things like "eat! you are to skinny". It cracks me up in many ways I feel like the Jewish son she never had. I take lessons with LG with an absolutly eccentric Jewish lady i will call California. California grew up in LA and used to be a music agent, needless to say the lsit of celebrities she knows and has had encounters with sometimes will really crack you up. Needless to say the three of us together are quite the group of Yentas.

Oh and don't you have to just love neurotic children. Now mind you I am not talking about my biological offspring. I have none of those. I am talking about the young little gayling's I have taken under my wing and taught them what is all about to be gay and how to not get into trouble. Lord I love my current child to death I really do, but lord he is a mess sometimes. I will have to post on him later, the name will be changed to protect the not so innocent. :-)

I am really looking forward to this weekend though. My parents are coming for a visit that will last more than just one night and I am very excited. They never do this it is always a quick visit. Needless to say I have been working like a mad woman to get my house in order. I am one of the worst about procrastinating where my house is concerned. I am a hoarder, a sentimentalist, and as i said i procrastinate. I am nearing the home stretch though. I have tonight after Hebrew and tomorrow night before they arrive Friday afternoon while I am still at work. One of the biggest problem is that I have an absolutle menagerie of children (cats and dogs) that seem to shed enuf everyday to make pillows. Now I am not trying to be gross and I am blowing it out of proportion but I feel like all i do is vacuum up pet hair. Miss kenmore and i run all over the house and it just multiplies behind us as we go. Alas a girls work is never done.

Ok I guess that's it for now. Nothing profound or evern very funny I am sure but I will try a little bit harder next time.

-S/T