Arthur Miller & Marilyn by Bruce Davidson
I have been thinking of writing a post about this picture for a while. For now the text is not ready but I thought I would share the picture anyway, just for the beauty of it, just because there is something in this photograph that doesn't need word anyway.
Friday, January 7, 2011
Rainy outside Sunny inside
Yesterday night we decided to go see a play -last minute tickets are the best - at La Comédie Française (aka the Parisian temple of theatre).
We saw Feydeau's 'Un Fil à la patte' (Fly in the Ointment I think) a classic vaudeville written in 1894 and let me tell you: it wasn't out of fashion - We had an amazing time.
It was grey and rainy in Paris yesterday and a little depressing but for 3 hours the entire room was laughing out loud and the wall of the theatre could hardly contain the joy.
Wednesday, January 5, 2011
Tuesday, January 4, 2011
metro moment
just a quick thought to share for the day:
the other day my co-worker sent me a picture she took on her way to work...
you see, across the street from our office building there is a construction site and my co-worker noticed that the workers had built a snowman about 3 stories up! just wait, it gets better...
she also realized that atop the snowman's head was a METS batting helmet!! check out the pic below!!
the other day my co-worker sent me a picture she took on her way to work...
you see, across the street from our office building there is a construction site and my co-worker noticed that the workers had built a snowman about 3 stories up! just wait, it gets better...
she also realized that atop the snowman's head was a METS batting helmet!! check out the pic below!!
happy little snowy new york moment!
xxa
last night...
I dreamt...
...of nice
provence...
and of course, PARIS...
***
em, counting down the days until i turn 25
on bastille day
in france
with you!!
only 6months and 10 days to go!!
Monday, January 3, 2011
4 is a magic number
Some see the future in coffee, some in numbers.
Though i usually don't get numbers but do get coffee there is one time (ok maybe more than one time) in the year where some numbers must be involved.
For each and every of my birthday a very good friend of mine predict how my year will be like thanks to the magic of very basic mathematics, let me demonstrate with a little twist :
For each and every of my birthday a very good friend of mine predict how my year will be like thanks to the magic of very basic mathematics, let me demonstrate with a little twist :
2010 = 2 + 0 + 1 + 0 = 3
3 = triangle
triangle = dilemma
3 = triangle
triangle = dilemma
( we all know the song "bizarre love triangle")
and as you said Arielle "2010 has been quite the year..."
Now lets keep our geek on
2011 = 2 + 0 + 1 + 1 = 4
4 = square
square = IS GOOD, balanced.
4 = square
square = IS GOOD, balanced.
Tables to have friends around are square, books are (kinda) square... you got the picture.
NOW here is something else :
A square is two triangles.
SO Maybe 2011 will bring resolution for some of the dilemma 2010 brought.
Sunday, January 2, 2011
Drum Roll...
so 1/1/11 came and went and the name of baby girl friedman norman was determined... or rather, her 4 names were announced!
**(just for a little background, jews traditionally name children after loved ones who have passed away. additionally, us jewbies typically have jewish (hebrew or yiddish) names in addition to our "english" names...)**
so our baby is: Olive Betula / Zayit Shaindel
and now for the reasoning and symbolism behind these names:
(fyi my sister has been a crunchy tree-hugger since she was just about little Olive's size.)
Olive is meant to be representative of the olive branch carried by the dove. this image of the dove holding the olive branch has been a symbol of peace for centuries.
Betula means birch tree in latin. the birch is a rather elegant, delicate, and sleek tree - so by combining olive and betula - your result is an elegant, delicate, peaceful soul... which is already evident in our little, delicious, strong, growing Oli-lolly!
now, Zach, my brother in law, recently lost his grandfather whose hebrew name was Zev. Zach was very close with his "Opa"and chose a "Z" name for little Ol as a way to name the baby after his grandfather. Zayit also means olive in hebrew so this first name was a winner all around!
Shaindel was my grandma janet's hebrew (well, yiddish) name. In yiddish "shaina maidel" means pretty little girl and shaindel is simply a conjunction of those two names.
I am so in love with our bitty Olive Betula, Zayit Shaindel and could not be more thrilled with her names... any of them!
**(shira and olive after the naming sitting in grandma janet's [the original shaindel's]rocking chair!)**
2011 kicked off with quite a bang! xxa
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