The Froth

Why don’t the newscasters cry

31. July 2006

Photo by: Photocase I would have liked to write about my weekend, my blogfriend who came to dinner and what a fantastic girl she is, about my son, about the food, about the sea. But I cannot. I saw pictures of the 34 children that were killed yesterday morning in the Israeli attack in Qana. [...]

The constant blogger

28. July 2006

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Tomorrow I am going to meet a friend I made on Blogger. She is coming for dinner. I am very happy. I can’t tell you how happy. Also, I am so tired today. I was carrying a table back and forth, all day because the people at the store couldn’t find its code [...]

You are loved

27. July 2006

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This is a post for a friend who is sad. I want to let her know she is not going to be sad forever. I want to tell her she is a courageous and real woman. I say real, because many people who find friends and lovers on the internet, do not grasp the [...]

My bedside table: a meme

26. July 2006

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.flickr-photo { border: solid 0px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; What about your bedside table? I tag you all, from here to eternity. One condition only: No cleaning before taking a picture. If you want to clean your bedside table in photoshop though, it’s different.

Food porn alert

23. July 2006

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The books I got. I had wanted to read A Wild Sheep Chase, since Fb mentioned it sometime last summer. Friday M and I went to bookshops and I bought a few books. I thought if I can’t write, at least, I still can read. Let’s take advantage of this ability now. Then, as we [...]

Let’s look at the bright side

20. July 2006

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I am very proud of my –now diagnosed- syndrome. It is called Ulnar Neuritis (friends call it Cubital Tunnel syndrome). The nerve behind the elbow is compressed and I have to have an Electromyogram to see how damaged and compressed it is. We don’t know why I have it yet. It may [...]

The blackness of my subconscious

19. July 2006

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Dear agony aunt, Last night I was home alone. I realized I hate having a bath when I am home alone. Somehow this crazy image has entered my head (I do not watch TV, at all): In the image, I am having a bath. I am closing my eyes because shampoo and water prevent me [...]