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Tag: slow down time

August 5, 2019July 6, 2020 Gila Pfeffer humor, modern living, motherhood, parenting, raising teens

Hitting the Pause Button

I can’t believe it’s August. Frankly, I can’t believe that I can’t believe it's August given that I only recently got over the fact that it was July. And June before that.  I’m never NOT surprised by what month it is. Or what day, or time. “How is it Thursday already?” “It’s 4 PM??” At … Continue reading Hitting the Pause Button

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Like @meaghanbmurphy points out in her new book Your Fully Charged Life, your people are the ones who cheer your successes as wholeheartedly and dedicatedly as they show up to scrape you off the floor when it’s all gone to shit.
I’ve been driving for 30 years and have never gotten a speeding ticket, let alone points on my license. I’m a pretty barging, average driver. Not a thrill seeker.
There is ZERO connection between the fact that I went hard on the Purim drinking last night and the fact that today I feel like road kill who can’t form a sentence and is functioning at 20% capacity. Zero. It’s science.
Art homework? A project assignment to make a castle out of a cake? A music video depicting a brief history of fashion over the past thousand years? A photography assignment where I’m needed as a model who holds a jar? I’m your guy!
Trends move pretty quickly. If you don’t stop to look around, you might miss one.
I didn’t have the will to dress up for Purim this year- all of the usual ways we celebrate within our community are off limits this year. No parties, no big festive meals, no gatherings in synagogue.
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