Plot Twist!

Or “Game Changer”. Either would be appropriate. Hoh boy, this is utter craziness. *breath* Okay.

Today, I had an interview at the Tel-Aviv Opera House. And it went well. So well, that I was invited for a second interview next week.

I am so overwhelmed by what happened that I can’t think straight and I feel like I’m going to barf.

Utterly no explanation necessary.

Utterly no explanation necessary.

More details will follow.

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Catching Up with Myself

It’s been a while, hasn’t it?

So much has gone on since the Passover Posts that it took a while for my brain to catch up with the rest of me. Also, there was that whole job application faux pas that kind of made me want to crawl under my desk and, well, get drunk.

Yeah, like that.

Kind of like this, but way less glamorous.

But, I digress…

There was Memorial Day and Independence Day in Israel – two days that involve lots of driving and meat consumption, and spending time with friends and family. Dodax and his wife came over for brunch, and later that afternoon we traveled to see various family members for a BBQ. LAK and the fiance made an appearance too.

The hunt for a bridesmaid dress is still on. Hopefully later today it will finally come to an end and I can devote my time to other things. Like reading stacks of papers for my seminar paper that is due in approximately three weeks and one day (eek!). And coming up with topics for my two term papers for this semester, which I need to “hand” in to the respective professors by sometime this week.
Oh, and applying for more jobs – this time with an actually presentable resume.

And yet, I somehow found time to bake toxic sugar cookies for my friend S. I should explain.

Friend S is also former co-worker S, who recently gave up smoking. When she first started her endeavor she turned to Facebook (naturally) for encouragement and support. I said that if she managed an entire month, I would bake her a batch of toxic cookies.

This delighted many people, most of them also former co-workers, as I had a reputation for bringing in awesomely delicious baked goods to work. To the point where the CEO said if I didn’t last at the company at least I had a back-up plan.

*insert semi-appropriate image…of something…here*

Mostly I brought cookies, as those were the easiest to transport. But I did bring a cheesecake-brownie thing for my birthday, and I made a cheesecake for the company cheesecake-off. (It didn’t win, but it did get eaten to crumbs). (recipes will be posted, I promise!)

Well, the month had passed and the cookies needed to be baked, and there was a resounding request for toxic cookies. (These cookies aren’t really toxic; they are your traditional sugar cookies with green food coloring.)

Hence, toxic.

Hence, toxic.

Although, maybe it’s the refreshing taste of mint extract that makes them toxic? In all honesty the first time I ate these I kept taking another one because my inner child kept saying “Hey you, you just brushed your teeth – have a treat!” (My mother, the dental hygienist, must not hear of this)

I should mention that the chocolate-mint combination is very difficult to find in Israel, so there does tend to be an onslaught of requests for anything remotely resembling this combination.

Not only am I immensely proud of S., this got me out of the house and provided me with an opportunity to socialize on a weekday! And, apparently, more of those opportunities are coming….

Currently Grooving On: “Anywhere But Here”, by Sick Puppies

Minty Sugar (Toxic) Cookies

2/3 cup (150 grams) margarine, softened
1 1/2 cups white sugar
2 1/2 teaspoons baking powder
1 teaspoon vanilla
2 eggs
1/2 teaspoon salt
4 teaspoons milk
4 cups flour
chocolate chips – as desired
mint extract – as desired (I usually use a tablespoon)
green food coloring – as desired

1. Mix the margarine, sugar, and mint extract until incorporated – the consistency will be chunky.
2. Add the baking powder, vanilla, eggs, and salt. Mix well.
3. Slowly add the milk and flour – I add one teaspoon and cup at a time, then mix until it’s incorporated, then add another teaspoon and cup, etc – until incorporated.
NOTE: the dough will be a little dry, but that’s okay – the food coloring will help.
4. Add the chocolate chips and food coloring.

Bake at 350 degrees F/180 degrees C for 8-9 minutes.

The Third Play Date

Hot on the heels of the second one, no less.

There is one girl in school that is consistently the last or second-to-last kid to get picked up at the end of the day. She alternates with nooshkin for those positions.

Naturally, the girls have become serious frenemies. Like, to the point of one day they play really nicely together, and the next day they have bite marks on their respective hands because they couldn’t share.
It’s great, this parenting thing.

So on Sunday, I was schmoozing with other mother about these girls and their crazy relationship. Turns out, other mother and I have very similar parenting views, key among them that we understand how much energy our daughters’ have and they need an expressive outlet for it. Guess who’s going to start jazz dance after Passover?

Anyway, as we were talking and occasionally keeping eyes on our kids, nooshkin and the other girl were playing quite happily in the park. As it gets later and later we wrap up the conversation and tell the girls it’s time to go home. They both come running up to us, their words tripping over each other, just like their feet: “can we play together at my house today? please please pleeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeease?

(yes, it really was that drawn out. Also, I really need to come up with some better pseudonyms for all these other kids and mothers)

Other mother and I looked at each other and said “Sure, but not today. Later this week would be better.”
Nooshkin immediately turned to her friend and said “What day is better for you? Tomorrow or Friday?”

After some hemming and hawing, it turned out that Wednesday was the best day for the play date.

The whole week, nooshkin would ask me “I’m going to play today?” and I would have to respond “No, today isn’t Wednesday.”
This conversation was on loop for three days, multiple times each day.

Finally, Wednesday dawned. Nooshkin could not contain herself; but, she knew that she needed to be on her best behavior from minute 1 so she could go play with her friend.
And god bless her, she was.

Per her request, I went to school to meet up with other mother and escort the girls to her house. Everything went super smoothly, and other mother and I exchanged details. I walked home by myself and marveled at how much both the nooshkin and I had grown since the first play date. I do think I’m beginning to get the hang of this.

Well, sort of. I still kept my shoes on, but at least I wasn’t constantly looking at my phone.

The Hubby came home to find me cooking dinner in a quiet, clean house, and was definitely surprised when I said that nooshkin was still on her play date. Five minutes later I received the first whatsapp of the evening – “We’re on our way to you, nooshkin was great!”

At this point, I have no doubt that there will be many more play dates, at home and abroad. I finally think I can handle them (and without an entire bottle of wine too).

oh, happy days!

oh, happy days!