rivkasmom: (Angrycat)
I am so, SO annoyed with Albertson's grocery store.  Beyond pissed, actually.

They stopped putting their day old bread on sale.  They are the ONLY kosher bakery in the whole state, and I depended on the sale bread to cover my grocery budget.  I can't afford five dollars for a loaf of bread, but 99 cents is doable.  I would stock up on everything they had on sale, and throw it in the freezer for days when I was too exhausted to make my own bread.  It's been a life saver for me.  I went a bit ballistic at the employees.

The woman in the bakery department told me that "We're giving it away to the needy."  I stared at her and said "I AM THE NEEDY!"  and gave her a nice long rant about the economy and the state of my finances.  She said "It's a corporate decision.  You can complain, but it won't change anything."

Then I found the general manager, and gave him the brunt of my wrath.  He said "It's for charity, it's a good thing!"  I told him "How many Orthodox Jews are homeless right now?  There are dozens of major bakeries who give truckloads of goods to charity, they don't care if it's kosher.  This is the ONLY kosher bakery, and you're taking that away from us?  Many of us go out of our way to support this store, and we depend on the sales to help make ends meet.  Because I can't get affordable bread, now I have to look at my list and see what I have to put back on the shelves.  This is BAD BUSINESS for you.  I can get kosher food delivered to my door step, and for much cheaper.  There are fewer and fewer reasons for me to drive halfway across town to shop here at all.  You are losing a customer, and I'm sure I'm not the only one who feels that way."  He just handed me a complaint slip and shrugged.  Corporate decision, ya know.  What can you do?

To make matters worse, there is only one brand of cake mix that is dairy free, and my daughter is allergic to diary.  They used to carry a dozen different flavors of this brand, and now they only carry two.  All of the dairy mixes are much less expensive. I was happy to buy the more expensive ones, and now I can't even do that!

Their kosher section gets smaller every time I go, and I couldn't even get myself a candy bar because it was $4.99 and out of my budget.  At that price, it would taste like eating ashes.  Don't even get me started on 8.99 for a tiny jar of almond butter! 

I was so angry that when I came home I ranted to Aryeh about it for quite a while, and then made 4 loaves of my own damn bread (which came out awesome. I should knead in anger more often.)  

I will never, EVER go back to Albertson's again, until they start realizing that Jewish people go out of their way to shop there, and that we have financial needs too.

In the meantime, AffordableKosher.com and NWKosher.com do door to door deliveries, as does Amazon and Safeway.  SPUD is a great place to get organic produce (spendy) but OMG their food is gorgeous!  You can also get dairy free soy yogurt there which is awesome.
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My house has (the most amazing) sun room, but the ceiling windows are totally caked with pollen and dust. I wouldn't be surprised if there were traces from the Iceland volcano up there. The windows are so dirty the squirrels will actually walk on them, where as they would never walk on clean glass. (Their little instincts tell them that it's not solid and that they'll fall.) Sometimes I even see raccoon prints in the dirt. Birds are starting to peck around up there, too.

The tippy tappy toenail sounds make me think it's suddenly raining, or possibly even hailing. At this time of year in Seattle that's entirely possible. If the dogs see something on the glass roof they will go absolutely bonkers, which in turn drives me bonkers. On the other hand, the dirt does help screen out some of the extra UV rays and keeps it from being GLARINGLY BRIGHT when the evil orb of doom sun comes out.  Watching the critters scoot around on the glass is pretty amusing, too.

On the other hand again, it looks pretty cruddy and gross up there.  There is something really weird about the glass.  No matter how hard it rains, the dead leaves and pollen never wash off, it's like it's all glued up there.  I can only afford to get the windows cleaned once a year.  Should I get the windows cleaned now, or should I wait until winter after all of the leaves have fallen?  One more thing, there's a huge pear tree that overhangs the roof.  I know that come late summer there will be over-ripe pears splatting and rotting on the ceiling.  The landlady is too cheap to cut the tree back, and I don't have the skills or tools. 

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rivkasmom: (Rose in the Rain)
The weather was absolutely perfect, not too hot, not too cool, slightly overcast but not cloudy. After yesterday's blustery wind and cold, it was such a relief!

Rivka had a sleep over at a friend's house, and was due back around noon. That meant that I had a quiet night and I got to sleep in this morning. She was supposed to go to her dad's today, and I was going to get into some of my new jewelry supplies and start designing some new pieces.

HA! Man plans, G-d laughs.

Rivka decided that she didn't want to go to her dad's , she wanted her friend to come over and spend the day here. Well, that was OK with everyone, so we changed plans. Her friend is an incredibly sweet girl, so I figured "no problem" I'll still get my work done.

Then the friend's older sister shows up, with some of the girls from the Bas Mitzvah Club. They want to take the dogs for a walk. Um, ok, no problem. Then, they come back and want to give the dogs a bath. What idiot would say no to that? I give the girls a stack of towels and the dog shampoo. At this point, I figure I'm not going to get any jewelry made today.

I get Rivka and her friend and we go out to the front yard, which is in desperate need of weeding. I show them what horsetail looks like, and turn them loose. I get to work on the dandelions and stray grass. We're merrily working along, when the older girls decide to leave before I put them to work in the yard (standing around hanging out is not allowed at my house!).

After a bit, the friend's older brother shows up, and wants to help with the yard too. He goes home to get the weed whacker and comes back to trim up the parking strip and the side yard. I've promised everyone some of my famous homemade strawberry sorbet, so they are really working hard - I feel a bit like Tom Sawyer with the fence painting.

I keep telling myself that I should not pull weeds for more than an hour a day. It hurts like crazy, but every time I try to quit there's one more dandelion just out of reach, and it's taunting me. And the next one, and the next one, and another hour goes by. The dogs are chasing each other in the back yard, the kids are cracking me up with cuteness. A fat robin comes over to grab a stray earthworm, and I'm loving the smell of fresh turned earth and slightly crushed artemesia leaves. Everywhere I'm surrounded by bright tulips and columbine, and I'm discovering more little surprises sprouting up everywhere. Another hour goes by. I realize that I'm going to be paying for this, but I really don't care.

Everyone took a break for sorbet, and then the girls decided that they had done enough gardening, so they rode their bikes up and down the block. Rivka has never been allowed to go to the end of the block and back before, so this was a VERY big deal. She felt so grown up in front of her friend, who is a year older.

As it got close to supper time the Bas Mitzvah girls came back to collect the kids. There was much mayhem with cleaning up toys and tools, collecting bikes and helmets, and trying to secure promises that they can come over and do it all again tomorrow. It's funny, when I was in school I was the biggest geek, and now I'm the coolest person EVAR!

Finally, I had the house back to normal, and the yard looks 100% better. I got Rivka fed, in the bath, read a story and tucked her in. I think she was asleep before I left the room. Both dogs are passed out and snoring. I just took two Tylenol #2s, and I am about ready to fall asleep myself. I just wanted to get this all down while it was fresh.

If today were the last day of my life I couldn't think of a better way of spending it. Baruch Hashem.

PS: I just realized that my nose is slightly sunburnt. Note to self, buy sunscreen.
rivkasmom: (Rose in the Rain)
I have, quite possibly, the cutest house in Seattle, if not the whole Pacific Northwest. It's certainly not the biggest or fanciest, but I do love it so! (WAY image heavy.)
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I'll do some interior shots later, when I get the house cleaned up. ;-)
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My kitchen is 3/4 kosher l'Pesach, and smells like cleaning solution and chicken soup. Sunlight is streaming through the windows, and Rivka is singing along to a Pesach cd. I am taking a break and eating a spinach and smoked salmon omelet that is nom nom nom good!

Sure, I could still find plenty of stuff to complain about if I wanted to, but I don't want to mess with this good vibe I've got going. :-D


ETA: My dad (my very, VERY non Jewish dad) called me to wish me a Good Shabbos and Yontiff and wanted to know if I had enough money for matzah and candles.

You'd have to know my dad, but I'm telling you, if that's not a sign that Moshiach is near, I don't know what is! :-O
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It's a pug,

On a bug,

On a rug.


Busy Day

Jan. 21st, 2010 09:03 pm
rivkasmom: (Flying Ladybug)
This morning, Daisy pooped on the rug by the front door. Rivka's carpool was early, and as she was running to get her shoes she stepped in it, so she had to change her tights, making everyone in the car wait.

I spent three hours at the doctor's office today. My doc is switching me from Depakote to Lamictal, and raising my Zoloft to 200mg, and tapering off my Buspar. I'm VERY nervous about Lamictal. Everyone tells me that it's a miracle drug, and that I should at least try it. There's just this one, very rare side effect - every once in a while someone breaks out in an allergic rash with a 35% fatality rate. Great, just great. I swear, I get so much as a mosquito bite that looks funny, and I'm running straight to the emergency room. No joke.

The next hour I spent in the financial aid office filling out paperwork. I can finally get my teeth cleaned, YAY! Now, for the great hunt for a doctor in the system that does general sedation. I may have to pay for that out of pocket, maybe not, but it's a necessity. The following hour was spent waiting for my prescriptions to be filled, and then waiting for my ride home. It's a good thing I always carry a good book with me.

While I was at the clinic, I left a message for Rivka's doctor to call me about evaluation and IEP. We'll see what she says.

Rivka came home from school, and we read and did homework together for an hour. There was much whining, but I pushed right through it. In the end, I think Rivka was a bit relieved that I didn't cave to her tantrums. She seemed much happier, although she still complained about having a headache.

I have a partial solution of her exercise problems. I just got a new bed, so I put the old mattress on the floor in my bedroom. I let Rivka jump on it, and she has to count to 100 while she does it. Since she's having trouble with counting too, this is great! I keep her company and help her when she gets stuck on what number comes next. She counted to 100 twice tonight! Two of the girls in her class go swimming on Wednesdays, so I'm going to try to get Rivka signed up and see if she can carpool with the others. I've been meaning to get her swim lessons anyway, and she really wants to do it. I don't think she can handle organized team sports right now.

As I tucked Rivka into bed, I asked her if she was worried about anything. She said that she was worried about reading. I said "Well, you know you're a smart girl, right? You're not stupid." and say said "I know that, but my brain keeps telling me that I AM." I just wanted to cry. I told her that some people have different ways of learning things, and we just need to figure out what kind of ways will work best for her. I promised her that I'd be there to help every step of the way, and that it would get better (bli neder, with G-d's help).

January 2012

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