Back when I was a youngster, selling candy bars for my dance group or booster tickets for volleyball, I would often have to shell out the $80 myself to pay for the candybars that I was too shy to sell. That was back when babysitting only paid $2/hour. Fast forward some decades and I'm ready to try again for a cause I care about-- MANNA.
MANNA delivers medically appropriate meals to help boost the body's ability to fight serious illnesses, provides education and counseling to help clients make
intelligent nutrition choices, and offers compassionate human contact that link consumers in need with caring community volunteers from all walks of life. Together, these free services help people with a life-threatening illness maintain their independence and live longer, healthier lives.
So, help me raise some money toward this awesome cause. If you donate $25, MANNA will reward you with one of the amazing pies or cakes on their menu this year:
*Traditional Apple Pie
*Holiday Pumpkin Pie
*Southern Pecan Pie
*Carrot Cake
*Chocolate Fudge Cake
*Cherry Topped Cheesecake
You can pick them up at one of 60 pick-up locations in Philly, the burbs and South Jersey.
Help me by ordering a pie today. That way I don't have to buy them all myself. And, don't forget to put my name down.
Buy a pie and raise some dough!
Take good care,
Rija
11.03.2010
10.29.2010
Hello there
It has been a long week- I feel like every week is now. Yes, that's right, I've been gone since June and now I'm jumping right into this week. I have to start somewhere. Anyway, I have all these nightime events and they really crunch my free time to nothing. Luckily, this week I had yoga on Wednesday and aqua spinning on Thursday. The average age in the aqua spinning class was 72 and it was at an old people's home. That being said, it is a great workout and some of the songs featured were Rude Boy and the techno version of The Lion Sleeps tonight. I never imagined myself as a 30-something in a bathing skirt surrounded by 70-somethings in sports bras or bathing suits listening to 'rude boy can you gettit up'- pretty hilarious. I guess you just don't care at that point!
I hope the weather is good this weekend- I haven't checked out any forecasts. Halloween is such an easy holiday especially when I don't have to have to dress up. Vik is going as batman and Luka, a monkey. It suits her personality perfectly. It was that or the cheeseburger costume- which Old Navy didn't have in her size. Vik has been wearing his costume for about a month now. He doesn't like change so its good he's had time to get used to something as innocuous as a Batman costume. You laugh, but when Adam brought it home, Vik collapsed to the ground in tears because Batman isn't grey, he is all black and his mask covers his whole face. Adam spent the next 20 minutes googling until he found original cartoon pictures of Batman that Vik accepted, reluctantly.
I head out to Beverly Hills on Monday night for a work trip. I have stuff all day Tuesday ending with a cocktail party and then dinner at 9pm. That is midnight eastern time. Same Drill Wednesday and Thursday. And then I fly out Thursday night on the red eye to get home at 6AM Friday. I am going to be exhausted, but maybe I'll organize a meet-up with Shannon, Steve, Dylan and the gang. I know you just pinned my age. In 7th grade, we made soap in science class, we named ours Lever 90210. Seriously.
Other than all that busy talk, we're doing well. Vik has been better. He went through a rough patch of misbehaving and not listening. Slowly but surely, he is improving. As for Luka, "I'm going half way to the danger zone" should mysteriously start playing anytime she walks in the room. She is climbing up on tables, chairs, whatever she can get too. I found her atop the fridge yesterday- only kidding. She is hilarious. We want to try her on milk since she has been doing really well with her dairy free, organic diaper, egg free regimen. Do you see a theme here?: Everything is going so well, let's change something and make drama. Sometimes kids outgrow their allergies and she is 15 months now.
That's all for now. Have a lovely weekend.
I hope the weather is good this weekend- I haven't checked out any forecasts. Halloween is such an easy holiday especially when I don't have to have to dress up. Vik is going as batman and Luka, a monkey. It suits her personality perfectly. It was that or the cheeseburger costume- which Old Navy didn't have in her size. Vik has been wearing his costume for about a month now. He doesn't like change so its good he's had time to get used to something as innocuous as a Batman costume. You laugh, but when Adam brought it home, Vik collapsed to the ground in tears because Batman isn't grey, he is all black and his mask covers his whole face. Adam spent the next 20 minutes googling until he found original cartoon pictures of Batman that Vik accepted, reluctantly.
I head out to Beverly Hills on Monday night for a work trip. I have stuff all day Tuesday ending with a cocktail party and then dinner at 9pm. That is midnight eastern time. Same Drill Wednesday and Thursday. And then I fly out Thursday night on the red eye to get home at 6AM Friday. I am going to be exhausted, but maybe I'll organize a meet-up with Shannon, Steve, Dylan and the gang. I know you just pinned my age. In 7th grade, we made soap in science class, we named ours Lever 90210. Seriously.
Other than all that busy talk, we're doing well. Vik has been better. He went through a rough patch of misbehaving and not listening. Slowly but surely, he is improving. As for Luka, "I'm going half way to the danger zone" should mysteriously start playing anytime she walks in the room. She is climbing up on tables, chairs, whatever she can get too. I found her atop the fridge yesterday- only kidding. She is hilarious. We want to try her on milk since she has been doing really well with her dairy free, organic diaper, egg free regimen. Do you see a theme here?: Everything is going so well, let's change something and make drama. Sometimes kids outgrow their allergies and she is 15 months now.
That's all for now. Have a lovely weekend.
6.09.2010
Angels and Demons
6.03.2010
Around the Way
Things around here are status quo.
We had a regular Chevy Chase kind of Memorial day weekend which started off with a 9 hour trip to Virginia. The car was packed to the top with kids, clothes and Viktor's collection of Blue-Rays. We were ready to pull out of the driveway Friday morning at 930 prompt. Only Adam noticed that my oil was leaking. Oh, did I forget to mention that he decided to play mechanic two weeks prior and change my oil himself. With a wrench. And and oil pan. And, obviously, no expletive clue what he was doing. Not to worry because he got out his trusty wrench and tightened the filter which I was told "can be tricky". TRICKY. We take off to get gas at Wawa and on the drive notice that a weird film is clouding the rear glass with every swipe of the wiper. We are leaking oil like a punctured balloon, or filter. At this point we are racing the velocity at which oil can leak from a faulty filter on our race to Jiffy Lube. I was betting on oil. And, would have won had I wagered. By the time we unloaded the whole fam into the waiting room of Jiffy Lube, we were told that the oil was ALL gone or in more technical terms, didn't register. Adam kept saying, "it's a little funny". We definitely doubled down on travel time.
On the kid front, Vik is way into the Black-Eyed Peas, specifically Boom Boom Pow because those chickens be jockin' his style. On the flip side, stink bugs are cramping his style as we have to evacuate at least 3 from his room each night. You should see the way that he so gingerly places one foot over the threshold and then listens. Listens. For the buzzing. Listen. Only after a full minute of listening to the silence will he enter that room. Oh, the cringing and writhing that occurs if the buzzing of a stink bug is heard. But, inch worms, they are just fine. Like the lucky little guy that Vik found down in Virginia, Jack Attack. Mr. Jack Attack was smart enough to stop moving early in his journey. Vik quickly grew bored and Jack Attack lived to see another day. Jack Attack is lucky that Luka didn't see him because is very much resembles something that should go in her mouth. Luka cannot gain enough speed crawling to satisfy her voracity for getting into EVERY single inedible object in sight. She is clearly solution-oriented because discovered a method whereas she puts her head down like the Jackie Joyner-Kercee of crawling to gain that extra millisecond per hour. Next thing you know, she'll be shaving her arms, legs and head. The good news is that she is not walking just yet and still my adorable little baby. Albeit my baby whose favorite activity is open-handed wapping my face and looking around for shared laughter. Hilarious, Luka. How about next time I take away your beloved Cheerios. Oh, yeah, I'll do it.
We had a regular Chevy Chase kind of Memorial day weekend which started off with a 9 hour trip to Virginia. The car was packed to the top with kids, clothes and Viktor's collection of Blue-Rays. We were ready to pull out of the driveway Friday morning at 930 prompt. Only Adam noticed that my oil was leaking. Oh, did I forget to mention that he decided to play mechanic two weeks prior and change my oil himself. With a wrench. And and oil pan. And, obviously, no expletive clue what he was doing. Not to worry because he got out his trusty wrench and tightened the filter which I was told "can be tricky". TRICKY. We take off to get gas at Wawa and on the drive notice that a weird film is clouding the rear glass with every swipe of the wiper. We are leaking oil like a punctured balloon, or filter. At this point we are racing the velocity at which oil can leak from a faulty filter on our race to Jiffy Lube. I was betting on oil. And, would have won had I wagered. By the time we unloaded the whole fam into the waiting room of Jiffy Lube, we were told that the oil was ALL gone or in more technical terms, didn't register. Adam kept saying, "it's a little funny". We definitely doubled down on travel time.
On the kid front, Vik is way into the Black-Eyed Peas, specifically Boom Boom Pow because those chickens be jockin' his style. On the flip side, stink bugs are cramping his style as we have to evacuate at least 3 from his room each night. You should see the way that he so gingerly places one foot over the threshold and then listens. Listens. For the buzzing. Listen. Only after a full minute of listening to the silence will he enter that room. Oh, the cringing and writhing that occurs if the buzzing of a stink bug is heard. But, inch worms, they are just fine. Like the lucky little guy that Vik found down in Virginia, Jack Attack. Mr. Jack Attack was smart enough to stop moving early in his journey. Vik quickly grew bored and Jack Attack lived to see another day. Jack Attack is lucky that Luka didn't see him because is very much resembles something that should go in her mouth. Luka cannot gain enough speed crawling to satisfy her voracity for getting into EVERY single inedible object in sight. She is clearly solution-oriented because discovered a method whereas she puts her head down like the Jackie Joyner-Kercee of crawling to gain that extra millisecond per hour. Next thing you know, she'll be shaving her arms, legs and head. The good news is that she is not walking just yet and still my adorable little baby. Albeit my baby whose favorite activity is open-handed wapping my face and looking around for shared laughter. Hilarious, Luka. How about next time I take away your beloved Cheerios. Oh, yeah, I'll do it.
5.19.2010
Dissent: Updates
I talked to my mom on the ride to work.
Mom: I talked to Senelis (my grandfather) and I said, Rija is getting Luka baptized on June 6th, not at the Catholic Church. And he said, why not? And I said because they are a pain and have all these rules for godparents. And he said, well you must negotiate to get what you want. And I said it is a done deal. And he said, well at least it is Christian but I may have plans that day.
Me: So, are you going to be able to sleep tonight now.
Mom: Yes and you can invite everyone.
Me: Awesome, I don’t have to make up godparents to promulgate the lies.
Mom: I have to go, talk to you later.
I was only disappointed that I didn’t get to tell her that I bought my way out of hell with the envelopes; she appreciates joking about my eternal salvation.
Mom: I talked to Senelis (my grandfather) and I said, Rija is getting Luka baptized on June 6th, not at the Catholic Church. And he said, why not? And I said because they are a pain and have all these rules for godparents. And he said, well you must negotiate to get what you want. And I said it is a done deal. And he said, well at least it is Christian but I may have plans that day.
Me: So, are you going to be able to sleep tonight now.
Mom: Yes and you can invite everyone.
Me: Awesome, I don’t have to make up godparents to promulgate the lies.
Mom: I have to go, talk to you later.
I was only disappointed that I didn’t get to tell her that I bought my way out of hell with the envelopes; she appreciates joking about my eternal salvation.
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