Hello to everyone!
In the last few days I've been up, I've been down....
I'll start with some bad news- Goni called me and told me that her daughter is really ill and therefore they wont be able to come to our wedding... Of course I was very disappointed, but that's the way it is when you have kids... I wish her daughter all the best and a lot of health now, that's for sure!
The day after that I decided that, that's it! no more blues!!! As from yesterday: I AM HAPPY!!!
Our wedding is in less than a week, and I decided to not let anything get in my way to being cheerful and excited. Well... I haven't started getting excited yet... But today I'm very excited about my mom and my sister who are coming in a few hours! I'm going to pick them up from the airport, and then take them to their hotel for a rest, in the meantime I'll go to work for a few hours and tomorrow I'm off!
In a very funny way- today and tomorrow are the warmest days of the year here, as if my mom and sis are bringing the weather with them... I like it!
So friends and readers, next time I'll write here I'll probably be married already :-)
I really never thought that a thing like this will make me feel so funny. How weird!
I wish you a very nice weekend and days,
See you soon
Yael
Wednesday, July 22, 2009
Sunday, July 12, 2009
Breathe in, breathe out
I guess that if I tell you that organizing a wedding is not the most fun thing in the world, I wont be telling you anything you haven't already heard.
But really- IT'S NO FUN AT ALL!!!
I find myself thinking if I'd even enjoy that day.
I'm more looking forward to the party we're organizing before the wedding, to which a lot more ppl are invited. A lot of friends I haven't seen in a while are coming to this party.
Unfortunately, since my grandpa died exactly 30 days before the wedding, my dad and his wife and my 3 brothers can't come to that event, but they're coming to the wedding itself- which makes me really happy.
My friends from Israel? only one couple is coming and even they said they might not be there for the first event. They might be traveling around the area with her parents instead. I mean. WTF?! they're coming to Germany especially for our wedding, and they're gonna be in the area on the date of that party, but they're not gonna come?! I sent them an e-mail saying that it's important for me that they're there. I hope they get the message.
I keep feeling like this wedding has nothing to do with me. All the ideas on how to do things and what to do weren't mine. I feel like I lost it somewhere and it became other ppl's event.
nowadays I'm doing my best to bring these little things that will make the difference, the ones I thought about- to make it come closer to how I imagined it to be. A bit more of "me" and "us" into this wedding, for the balance.
I really don't know who might be reading this- but I had the urge to spill it all out.
I want to feel comfortable on that day. I wanna feel like myself. I want to hear only music I like on that day, or that I chose. I want to be able to spend time with whoever I want whenever I want. I want to feel in my own skin, to be happy and relaxed, not to think all the time if the 30 ppl around me get along with each other...
I'll be glad when it's behind me and went well.
But really- IT'S NO FUN AT ALL!!!
I find myself thinking if I'd even enjoy that day.
I'm more looking forward to the party we're organizing before the wedding, to which a lot more ppl are invited. A lot of friends I haven't seen in a while are coming to this party.
Unfortunately, since my grandpa died exactly 30 days before the wedding, my dad and his wife and my 3 brothers can't come to that event, but they're coming to the wedding itself- which makes me really happy.
My friends from Israel? only one couple is coming and even they said they might not be there for the first event. They might be traveling around the area with her parents instead. I mean. WTF?! they're coming to Germany especially for our wedding, and they're gonna be in the area on the date of that party, but they're not gonna come?! I sent them an e-mail saying that it's important for me that they're there. I hope they get the message.
I keep feeling like this wedding has nothing to do with me. All the ideas on how to do things and what to do weren't mine. I feel like I lost it somewhere and it became other ppl's event.
nowadays I'm doing my best to bring these little things that will make the difference, the ones I thought about- to make it come closer to how I imagined it to be. A bit more of "me" and "us" into this wedding, for the balance.
I really don't know who might be reading this- but I had the urge to spill it all out.
I want to feel comfortable on that day. I wanna feel like myself. I want to hear only music I like on that day, or that I chose. I want to be able to spend time with whoever I want whenever I want. I want to feel in my own skin, to be happy and relaxed, not to think all the time if the 30 ppl around me get along with each other...
I'll be glad when it's behind me and went well.
Sunday, June 28, 2009
...
I don't have a title for this post.
My grandpa past away this morning.
Just felt a real urge to post this.
Especially because I'm here and my whole family is there.
My dad and sister told me both that I really shouldn't come, or more accurate- there's no need for me to come to Israel now. As my dad said loving him from afar is the same as loving him from home. It still doesn't feel as if it's the right decision to make. But I guess that's the way it is. I'll have to deal with my sorrow here.
I can't tell you how sad I am. Losing such a grandpa is a real lost.
My grandpa.... Here I want to write "is". I guess I'll have to get used to saying "was".
A man who seemed to catch languages as if from the air. A man who accepted the people he loved with a big hug and no judgments. A man who believed that work is all we have and without work a man is not a man. A man who told me in our last conversation on the phone, that a husband is a present one should be thankful for... An old fashioned man, with a huge heart and a lot of life wisdom. A man who never stopped learning. A man who was never afraid of telling me that he loves me. A man who took care of his wife although it was already hard for him as well. A man who was modest and generous at the same time. A man who never got stuck in the past, and learned from his life experiences. A very beloved man and a very special grandpa to his 7 grandchildren and 1 great-granddaughter.
I will never forget the times we went to visit him as kids. Going to my grandpa always meant being treated like birthday girls, no matter the time of the year. He loved sweets, and always gave us birthday bags with sweets and candy in them as we left his apartment. His wife would cook the most delicious food for us. The kind of food one yearns for. Visiting my grandpa was always a celebration.
He used to always have Mentos candy in his car.
When we came to his shop he would urge us to take with us more and more clothes.
Every time I was there, in his shop, there would be somebody coming in, trying something on and saying later that they can't pay for it. My grandpa would write down in his little notebook the amount and name and let the person pay whenever they could.
He had a small bag of money in a drawer, with just a few coins in it. It was there to give to the beggars and religious guys coming to collect donations. He always gave a Shekel or two. He said the reason he has this little bag is that this way they can't see all the money he has in his cashier.
He would let women take mans pants with them home to let their sons and husbands try it for free at home and bring it back if the size was wrong.
He could always put himself in other peoples shoes.
I already miss him.
My grandpa past away this morning.
Just felt a real urge to post this.
Especially because I'm here and my whole family is there.
My dad and sister told me both that I really shouldn't come, or more accurate- there's no need for me to come to Israel now. As my dad said loving him from afar is the same as loving him from home. It still doesn't feel as if it's the right decision to make. But I guess that's the way it is. I'll have to deal with my sorrow here.
I can't tell you how sad I am. Losing such a grandpa is a real lost.
My grandpa.... Here I want to write "is". I guess I'll have to get used to saying "was".
A man who seemed to catch languages as if from the air. A man who accepted the people he loved with a big hug and no judgments. A man who believed that work is all we have and without work a man is not a man. A man who told me in our last conversation on the phone, that a husband is a present one should be thankful for... An old fashioned man, with a huge heart and a lot of life wisdom. A man who never stopped learning. A man who was never afraid of telling me that he loves me. A man who took care of his wife although it was already hard for him as well. A man who was modest and generous at the same time. A man who never got stuck in the past, and learned from his life experiences. A very beloved man and a very special grandpa to his 7 grandchildren and 1 great-granddaughter.
I will never forget the times we went to visit him as kids. Going to my grandpa always meant being treated like birthday girls, no matter the time of the year. He loved sweets, and always gave us birthday bags with sweets and candy in them as we left his apartment. His wife would cook the most delicious food for us. The kind of food one yearns for. Visiting my grandpa was always a celebration.
He used to always have Mentos candy in his car.
When we came to his shop he would urge us to take with us more and more clothes.
Every time I was there, in his shop, there would be somebody coming in, trying something on and saying later that they can't pay for it. My grandpa would write down in his little notebook the amount and name and let the person pay whenever they could.
He had a small bag of money in a drawer, with just a few coins in it. It was there to give to the beggars and religious guys coming to collect donations. He always gave a Shekel or two. He said the reason he has this little bag is that this way they can't see all the money he has in his cashier.
He would let women take mans pants with them home to let their sons and husbands try it for free at home and bring it back if the size was wrong.
He could always put himself in other peoples shoes.
I already miss him.
Wednesday, June 24, 2009
Praying for my grandpa....
I'm lying in bed, Rob is holding me tight, pressing my head to his chest, stroking my hair with his hand and letting me know that it's ok that I'm crying. The tears fall spontaneously down on my cheeks, and drop down slowly, one by one on the pillow.
It's late and I should already be sleeping but I can't. Every night the image of my grandpa lying in a hospital bed, connected to machines and being vulnerable and helpless, makes me sad really deep inside.
My grandpa is the most independent person I know. Just until about a month ago he still went to his clothing shop to work every day. He's 81 years old.
And then in bed, I close my eyes and imagine a long long ray of warm light coming out of my heart and beaming itself all the way to my grandpa in Israel. This ray of light, of energy that I send, is supposed to make him feel how much I love and appreciate him.
I tell him quietly: Be strong! we know you are strong. Show us all how strong you are! and I repeat these words till I fall asleep.
It's late and I should already be sleeping but I can't. Every night the image of my grandpa lying in a hospital bed, connected to machines and being vulnerable and helpless, makes me sad really deep inside.
My grandpa is the most independent person I know. Just until about a month ago he still went to his clothing shop to work every day. He's 81 years old.
And then in bed, I close my eyes and imagine a long long ray of warm light coming out of my heart and beaming itself all the way to my grandpa in Israel. This ray of light, of energy that I send, is supposed to make him feel how much I love and appreciate him.
I tell him quietly: Be strong! we know you are strong. Show us all how strong you are! and I repeat these words till I fall asleep.
Tuesday, June 16, 2009
Birthday cake
Yesterday was my birthday!
So I baked myself a cake (filled with wild berries) and got up early to celebrate it with Rob before he went to work :-) I got all kinds of cool presents as well!
So, now I've officially started the 30th year of my life, or like Goni my friend told me on the phone yesterday: from now on you can start saying that your next birthday is your 30th.
scary!
I also spent the day shopping with a new cool friend that I met here lately- and we get along really well (always nice to meet ppl that understand what you want to say before you opened your mouth) and then went for Sushi after work. Was a really nice day!
So! till next time!
Monday, May 18, 2009
It's time to share some big news
So! The time has come!
Remember I said that when the time will come I'll share some news?
So here it comes:
Rob and I are getting married this summer :-)
Just wanted to share, since now all the ppl that are supposed to hear it from us already did...
It's a big headache, we're planning also a celebration in Israel, on top of the one here in Germany, so we have a lot to organize...
Hope it all goes well with no troubles!
***
My dad visited us last weekend - which was very short but also very nice. He met Rob's parents and it was a nice dinner. I'm lucky to have such a dad and such people around me :-)
Other than that it's all normal, we're going to Dresden this weekend for a short visit - which makes me very happy! I miss my friends from there a lot. Although I did see Paula last Easter here in Munich, which was great. Now I have about 4 more friends to visit there and catch up with.
After that we'll go to Amberg and have an appointment in the city hall to set up some details about are wedding (we're getting married there).
And that's it I guess...
Have a great week you all!
Remember I said that when the time will come I'll share some news?
So here it comes:
Rob and I are getting married this summer :-)
Just wanted to share, since now all the ppl that are supposed to hear it from us already did...
It's a big headache, we're planning also a celebration in Israel, on top of the one here in Germany, so we have a lot to organize...
Hope it all goes well with no troubles!
***
My dad visited us last weekend - which was very short but also very nice. He met Rob's parents and it was a nice dinner. I'm lucky to have such a dad and such people around me :-)
Other than that it's all normal, we're going to Dresden this weekend for a short visit - which makes me very happy! I miss my friends from there a lot. Although I did see Paula last Easter here in Munich, which was great. Now I have about 4 more friends to visit there and catch up with.
After that we'll go to Amberg and have an appointment in the city hall to set up some details about are wedding (we're getting married there).
And that's it I guess...
Have a great week you all!
Wednesday, April 29, 2009
Bestanden
That means: "Passed".
I passed the exam!!!!
YAY!!!!
Now it means that I have to start studying for my next one.... oh well....
I passed the exam!!!!
YAY!!!!
Now it means that I have to start studying for my next one.... oh well....
Wednesday, April 08, 2009
Happy holidays!
Tonight is Passover eve- one of the most important holidays for us. Usually ppl gather together, family and sometimes also friends and have a big dinner. The thing about this holiday is that you're not allowed to eat bread and anything else that has regular flour in it. If you're interested in more details here is the Wiki for Passover.
So... you're asking what I'm doing tonight? Well- that's a good question- coz I'm working!
Since I don't really have who to celebrate with here- and I really believe in celebrating with ppl you love, not just with anyone to say that you're celebrating, then I didn't change my shift. And so this is just another day...
This weekend Rob's Erasmus friends from all over Europe are coming for the Easter holiday. I hope we'll have lots of fun- I guess we'll basically wonder with them around town a bit, maybe go to the mountains for a day and enjoy some Bavarian food. Oh and of course- drink a lot- coz that's especially what they like doing (especially the Irish and Swedish...) Cross your fingers for me that this weekend will pass with no alcohol poisoning... LOL
I wish you all very happy holidays!!!
So... you're asking what I'm doing tonight? Well- that's a good question- coz I'm working!
Since I don't really have who to celebrate with here- and I really believe in celebrating with ppl you love, not just with anyone to say that you're celebrating, then I didn't change my shift. And so this is just another day...
This weekend Rob's Erasmus friends from all over Europe are coming for the Easter holiday. I hope we'll have lots of fun- I guess we'll basically wonder with them around town a bit, maybe go to the mountains for a day and enjoy some Bavarian food. Oh and of course- drink a lot- coz that's especially what they like doing (especially the Irish and Swedish...) Cross your fingers for me that this weekend will pass with no alcohol poisoning... LOL
I wish you all very happy holidays!!!
Monday, March 30, 2009
Uggi 1992-2009
We got him when I was 12. Mom heard at her hair dresser that someone saw some very cute puppies in a pet store. Although my dad always said no to taking a dog, she went to look at them. She fell in love immediately with one of them and went straight home to us to tell us about it.We all called dad at work and begged him to let us take a dog. After a long conversation he finally agreed.
We went to the pet store with a little straw picnic basket and a blanket. We went back to the car with the cutest puppy ever. We didn't really know how to name him, till my aunt came to see the wonder and as they were all outside with the new puppy playing with him she called him "Uggi" (the cookie monster in Hebrew) and he came to her, "choosing" his name.
We had so many good times with him. He was a really smart dog, half cocker spaniel half terrier. He was very protective over us, so that when we took him for a walk he would bark at people at whom he wouldn't bark when we weren't around...
In the last few years my mom was alone with him at home. He got really really old and the vets said that he probably has all kinds of diseases and maybe even cancer. But he still ate and wanted to go outside. Slowly slowly he stayed in one room and could hardly walk anymore. I saw all that especially in the last week now, when Rob and I were there for 10 days.
Yesterday, just before our flight back to Germany, I went to see him and said goodbye. I knew it'll be the last time.
Today as my mom came back home from work, he cried a lot and shivered. It happened before already, and broke my mothers heart every time. This time she knew that she should take him to the vet. And so she did. And they put him to sleep.
My mom thought to wait and wait till nature takes him- but his dying was slow and cruel. She decided to help him and not let him suffer too much.
This is a very sad day for me. I grew up with him.
He was my first and only and best dog.
May he rest in peace.
Tuesday, March 10, 2009
I'm a bad blogger. I know.
Here I am sitting at home, not doing much, cleaning the house a bit (finally), backing cookies (will put pictures too), eating too many cookies, planning stuff (will tell you about at some point, not the time yet), and basically just doing nothing. Oh yeah, I also go to work everyday... lol...
It's unbelievable how easy it is to do nothing all morning. Just do nothing special. Just waste time...
The exam was ok... Rob sat with me the whole weekend before it, and helped me recite it all a million times. In the end of the day- he was so exhausted! I can't blame him... I awe him at least half of my points, that's for sure! and now all I have to do is wait for about 2 months and see if I actually passed. I only need over 50% to pass- so lets all cross our fingers very tight and hope for the best!
So... other than that nothing new. Rob and I are going to Israel in 10 days, for 9 days. We're gonna be at Nadav's wedding- and just see family and friends. Haven't been there in 6 months, and I feel like it's really about time I go...
Here are some pictures of the cookies I made- it's the easiest cookies to make in the world, and they are so dangerous! I can't stop eating them! All you need is puff pastry dough (like in this link) and sugar. Nothing else. I also added cinnamon to half of it, but you don't have to.
In German they're called "Pigs ears"
In Hebrew some call them the same
But some call them "Elephant ears".
(Pigs aren't Kosher! lol)
It's unbelievable how easy it is to do nothing all morning. Just do nothing special. Just waste time...
The exam was ok... Rob sat with me the whole weekend before it, and helped me recite it all a million times. In the end of the day- he was so exhausted! I can't blame him... I awe him at least half of my points, that's for sure! and now all I have to do is wait for about 2 months and see if I actually passed. I only need over 50% to pass- so lets all cross our fingers very tight and hope for the best!
So... other than that nothing new. Rob and I are going to Israel in 10 days, for 9 days. We're gonna be at Nadav's wedding- and just see family and friends. Haven't been there in 6 months, and I feel like it's really about time I go...
Here are some pictures of the cookies I made- it's the easiest cookies to make in the world, and they are so dangerous! I can't stop eating them! All you need is puff pastry dough (like in this link) and sugar. Nothing else. I also added cinnamon to half of it, but you don't have to.
In German they're called "Pigs ears"
In Hebrew some call them the same
But some call them "Elephant ears".(Pigs aren't Kosher! lol)
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