Christmas With The Goldfarbs

I feel compelled to do a type of recap of my life as a post on this blog, because I haven't written anything for almost two weeks. However, that type of literal writing simply isn't my style. I mean, I take great pains to make sure everything I write is clear, concise, and easy to read. However, simply listing or recounting the things I have done, seen, and experienced on such a public arena seems like an exercise in masturbation and boredom. Two places one gets to that shouldn't require very much work.

I have been with my family and friends in the Los Angeles area since December 21st and having a great time. The weather is perfect and I am visiting all of the people and friends I had planned to see. I love my parents, they are like little kids, always a lot of fun. However, how do you know, if your parents are getting Alzheimer's, if they are eccentric in the first place? What, if growing up your Mom or Dad used to stand at the back door (everyday for thirty years) trying every key on the key chain, before finding the right one, even though that door was never kept locked? If they never recognized their house key when they were in their prime, then what are the signs to look for now they are old? What if my Mom always ate ice cream sandwiches for breakfast in the summer? Do we think she might be losing it, if she starts eating them in the winter or at a different time of day?

I love coming home no matter what, because it makes me see clearly how much I am loved and missed, by these crazy people I call my family and friends. Is a marriage over when your husband is addicted to phone sex, cyber sex, and real life sex with other women? Is it OK to call the guy you are having sex with your boyfriend, even though he spends days like Christmas, New Year's, and his birthday with other women?  My three year old cousin squealed uncontrollably when she saw a present for her wrapped in purple and pink sparkly wrapping paper.

I am going back home to San Francisco on Saturday and I can't wait to see my cat and the guy I made out with right before I left. I hope they are just as happy to see me as I am to see them.

Ug, Parking In San Francisco

This is a very cute video that wants the viewer to think that it is about how to solve the parking problem in San Francisco. However, it is quite clear that IBM's ingenious new idea is another way for the city to enforce even stricter methods in regard to parking meters in order to justify issuing more tickets.

This great new idea involves smart phones, which bothers me twice. People with cheap phones or (heaven forbid) no cell phones, won't get the breaks. Plus the fact that, if this is the wave of the future, there will be yet another reason for drivers to pay less attention to the road than their phones.

Birds Are Wiser!

One of the pictures I posted last night reminded me of Dorothy Draper. 

I really like this quote.

"Birds are so much wiser than we! A robin builds a nest for robins. A seagull builds a nest for seagulls. They don't copy each other - or build themselves nests as described in The Birds' Decorating Magazine."

Dorothy Draper, In the Pink (1940)

I Am Drooling!

The Danish really know how to marry vintage and contemporary design with style!

Below are some photos from the latest edition of the Danish magazine RUM. 
Unfortunately, I couldn't figure out who manufactured or designed these pieces. 
It is hard to believe, but I do not speak or read Danish.

I did figure out that this would be around $585.00.
It would look perfect in my office.

I would move to Denmark right now, if that was going to be my living room.

I think the Eiffel Tower makes the room.

Tea and chocolate, please!

I love, love, love the table.

I have the white chair in the forefront on the left.

Freewheelin' On One Crutch!

It is amazing how not being able to walk while holding something in my hand has affected me emotionally. I'm a wreck. Since, I can't go anywhere I thought more people would just come over to hang out and keep me company. I had lots of company and help at the beginning, but who wants to just come over and do nothing or someone else's chores? The sheer amount of help dwindled quickly after about two weeks. I have been unable to do normal things for SIX weeks.

However, Sunday I decided to walk with one crutch, like a cane. It is amazing to be able to walk around (albeit very, very, very slow) while holding something in my hand. I vacuumed yesterday for the first time since the operation and for the first time really liked doing it. Eating in the living room was like planning a family vacation. For six weeks eating a meal in a room other than the kitchen, meant full out planning with my bike messenger bag, a thermos, and Tupperware. If it couldn't go in the bike bag I'd have to eat it in the kitchen. Getting my morning coffee to my desk was like going on a Walkabout in the Australian bush. I was always a better person at the end of it.

 From the movie Walkabout (1971)

Check It Out!

That is an Xray of my foot (not the toe) between the ankle and the base of the big toe.

A stainless steel screw was inserted. Can you see where they cut the bone?

What More Do You Want?

 

I don't know who took the picture I found it online

Nazi Trash

A friend of mine just came back from Europe and showed me over 600 pictures she took. They were all fantastic, but I really liked this one. I believe it was taken in Switzerland. I had no idea there was much of a Nazi problem these days in Switzerland or anywhere for that matter.

Nazi Trash (Photo by Annabelle Port)

I Am Definitely Stir Crazy!

I need to put it out in the ether that I am very lonely...sigh.

It has been five weeks since my foot surgery and my being ambulatory. I can only walk with the use of crutches. Which means I can only go so far, I can't drive and I can't carry anything in my hands. Most of my close friends have been very helpful. The ones I'm not real close to, plus a few people I considered very close are leaving me dangling with empty promises. They do that thing of volunteering much more than what is expected and I guess when I take them up on their offer, they rethink the situation and then blow me off or they were just talking and really meant nothing by saying they wanted to come over or take me out.

It is very sad to toy with the emotions of a cripple. And toying with my emotions they are. I can't say they won't be my friends, but I can say they are not to be relied upon. Actually, what is taking its toll on me emotionally, is how hard it is to organize rides to places I need to go.

I know I am being overly dramatic, but think about it...I am overly sensitive when I feel fine. However, of course there are those who I was just nice to when I have seen them in the past, who are stepping up to the plate in leaps and bounds. It is the gesture or lack there of that is so meaningful.

Write About Porn To Get Hits

In the last couple of days this blog received hundreds of hits. Normally, I am lucky if I get over six people in one day clicking on my blog and most of those are my friends.

A couple of days ago I wrote about being spammed by a sex cam site. I didn't write about porn or even the site. I simply talked about the stupid emails the porn site sends out. So, now I have a bunch of pervs checking out my blog. Geesh!

I Heart Annabelle!

Look what Annabelle brought me back from Europe!

I don't know where she got them, but it looks like they were made in Hungary.

Two  Chocolate Bars With Poker In English On Them

She also gave me (on loan) The Boy In The Plastic Bubble DVD starring John Travolta.

That's a pretty funny DVD to loan someone who is basically housebound.

 I heart Annabelle!

Four Weeks And Two Days After Surgery

This time the bandage was on for two weeks.

It looks to me like the incisions are healing well and my big toe could not be straighter.

I just can't wait to wash my foot.

This is Kidra, Dr. Donatto's Assistant who made special socks for me that go over the bandage and mailed them to me when I accidentally left them there.

Secret Blog for Lynnore

OK, I got this today. Do people really fall for this shit or do men just see this and think, Oh goodie another porn site?

I think this whole set up is rather interesting. For instance, the subject in the email header is somewhat personal, but then it is sent to undisclosed-recepients. The whole thing reads so ridiculous. First it starts with an email with instructions to click over to a private blog letter made especially for me, and then in the blog letter I am directed to click on a website that might ask for my credit card number and birth date.

As I kept reading and it got stupider and stupider, I kept imagining the worst about the web site. In my mind it went from a phone sex site to weird looking men with small heads, pursed lips, and squinty eyes holding their big dicks in their hands. I was eating breakfast when I read my private blog letter just for me, yogurt to be exact, so I was a little apprehensive about going to the site.  However, to my dismay when I finally clicked over to the website it was just a sex cam site with women. I think I would have been turned off if it was men, but I was still disappointed, mostly because it is just the same old crap.

    From:     young5above81955@aol.com
    Subject:     Lynnore i hope this isnt a mistake
    Date:     December 3, 2009 2:25:24 AM PST
    To:     undisclosed-recipients:;

Hi Lynnore.....
I'm not guaranteed if Im still going to submit this email, although I must write it or Ill go crazy....I dont understand how else to mention this.... I have a crush on u. been thinking about you always and Im petrified to let out my feelings to you...youll know why if you knew who this is. I may regret this another day, though I think I should to tell you now. I posted a private blog letter for you ...here it is
hidden blog for Lynnore
I truely believe I'm not making a terrible decision but after planning this I know I have to click Send

Secret Blog for Lynnore

LAST UPDATED: TODAY

Lynnore...
If you're reading this I guess you got my e-mail. I'm still not completely sure about this but I can't hide my feelings any longer. I want you to guess who I am and approach me yourself. To help you out with your guessing I made a few pictures and videos with Lynnore written on my body. Theyre kind of risque photos so I had to make a profile at http://www.newfriendly.com and post them there. My username in the members area is ILuvLynnore09. Its a free website but you might need a CC or Debit to verify your age because I had to. Sigh. But anyway sign up at http://www.newfriendly.com and once you are inside search for me. I want you to guess who I am and then approach me yourself. Im shy and this is the bravest thing Ive probably ever done but you need to do the rest.
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