Another world record

FIVE mismatched socks from the laundry!  Madness!

How is this even possible?

(Note that I will still probably pair some of these up each other and wear them anyway.)

(Also note that this is not my first post about mis-matched socks,...and probably not my last.)

One of those days

Things I've spilled today:

• Cereal on the ground
• Milk on the counter
• Salad dressing on my pants
• Coffee on my shirt

I hope I don't try to hold my baby nephew tonight.  It might end badly.

Simple mental math fail

15*85 is not equal to 10*5*85

I think I need to send back my diploma.

Distractions during services

So Rosh Hashana was last week.  It's a very important and meaningful holiday, and I ended up going to services at a pretty serious synagogue in West Rogers Park (in North Chicago.)  The rabbi leading services made it super meaningful, and I was really able to focus on the prayers and the meaning of the words and everything.  I was feeling really good about everything.

But, unfortunately, I kept getting distracted.  You see, in the chaos of getting ready for the holiday, I didn't really plan my wardrobe very well.  And so, my "suit" was sort of un-coordinated.  (Ok, it was completely un-coordinated.)  I ended up wearing:

• A grey suit jacket
• A white shirt
• A red tie
• Navy blue pants
• A black belt
• One blue sock and one black sock
• Brown shoes

I know many of you are cringing right now (but probably not surprised by this.)  I think on some level, even I realized something was wrong.

But who cares?  This holiday is not about fashion.  It's about being focused.  My wardrobe shouldn't affect my praying, right?

Wrong.

Even though I was able to get focused and really concentrate for most of the services, every time I had to bow slightly, I would see my shoes and immediately think "Brown shoes?  Really?" and bam, all my focus would disappear.

Anyway, in some ways I hope God is color-blind, because I think that might be my only chance for salvation.

The small things in life

Ya gotta enjoy the small things in life.  Even if I've had a rough day or week, sometimes something small perks me up.

Like when I'm in the shower, and I accidentally drop the slippery bar of soap, but I catch it before it hits the ground.  This literally makes my day whenever it happens.

Another one bites the dust

2 hour walk in hot humid weather

+

Getting soaked in rainstorm

+

7 hour wedding

=

Another pair of pants with a hole in the crotch

Heard in library

Girl to her friend:
I counted to 100 on my fingers yesterday.  I was really bored.

Nerdiness

Yes, that is Anakin Skywalker's helmet.

And yes, it DOES fit my head.

Forgotten stories

Sometimes when I think of something to write about for the blog, I don't always have time to sit and write out a full blog post.  So I will usually email a quick note to myself about the story or anecdote I want to post about, in the hopes that I will have time later to type it up fully.

But as I was going through some of these reminder notes, I honestly cannot remember what the original story was about.  Usually the reminder note is just a title, and when I sent the original note, I thought the titles were enough to tell me what the story was.  But I am totally stumped as to what I may have been referring to.

These are the titles of these "reminders" that I recently found in my Inbox

• "Listening to radio"
• "Packing fail"
• (I assume this was a funny story about me packing...and failing)
• "It's not just me!!"
•  (I think this was a story about someone else mistakenly getting into my car)
• "Exit row armrest!"
• (I'm pretty sure this was just a picture of the armrest on my flight... I can't remember why I would have wanted to post that)
• "Revelation"
• (I'm sad I can't remember this one because it's sounds pretty important.)

And my favorite forgotten reminder...

• "Fart-o Polo"
• ....????....

Anyway, I promise I will keep trying to remember what these stories were about.  Wish me luck!

Balanced breakfast

  

Honey bunches of oats...and Reese's Pieces

Note to self

Next time I spend an hour running a major data query on a database with 300,000 lines and 2500 variables, I should probably not depend on the variable with the name DONOTUSETHISVARIABLE.

Heard in the office this week

Person 1: (to everone in the room) Who here likes peanut butter jelly sandwiches?
Person 2: Eh...I don't like peanut butter.
Person 3: What?! Do you also not like freedom?
Person 2: It's too crunchy
Person 3: Crunchy like liberty?

(Not funny?  C'mon! It's a patriotic joke about peanut butter.  It *must* be funny!  Or I guess you just had to be there.)

Something I learned tonight

Amanda Bynes was in a movie called "She's the man".

In Israel, this movie is called "Yesh la baytzim" in Hebrew.

Literal translation: She's got balls.

Almost walked onto a down escalator the wrong way

Lesson learned: Don't read messages on my phone while walking through the airport

Oatmeal fail

Made a bowl of oatmeal.  Brought it back to my desk.  Got distracted.  10 minutes later, oatmeal is totally inedible.  FML.

(I didn't think I could accurately describe the oatmeal's inedidibility in words, so I took a picture.)

Turned the bowl 90 degrees, Zero oatmeal movement

In hindsight, I probably should not have held the bowl over my laptop, but according to my friend Teddy:  "laptop risk >10% is blogworthy"