Happy Birthday Megan

(Birthday girl on the right)

A perfect day to have stayed in bed. A snow storm has blown in and the city of Cincinnati shall go into chaos rather shortly. Luckily I'm already home as I went into work at the butt-crack of dawn, so I shall NOT have to deal with the traffic. Warm and cozy with coffee and my new Blackberry Pearl. It appears I'm actually going to have to read the user's manual for this one.

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Hung out with the wonderful and beautiful Eva (and BJ) this evening. We watched the lunar eclipse. Very pretty. I would have a picture of that, except BJ's camera SUCKS. :) Or, well, I guess the moon is just a tad bit too far away for a good picture.

Stole these pictures from Eva's myspace.

Andrew - here are some parots.

I had genuine plans to be productive last night, but quickly fell asleep right after dinner. Sound asleep. (Luckily, no one was around to snap a picture...). I'm in the art studio tonight, so perhaps a return to the novel on Wednesday.

It's finally acting like Winter around here. F'ing freezing. My car freezes over in between driving home for lunch, eating lunch, and driving back to work after lunch. Blah. At least the sun is shinning.

New pictures of Boaz have arrived...

With daddy, Assaf

And mommy, Tamara.

The cursed day has passed and now onward we move.

The sheet of ice that was covering the entire city is finally melting. Now we only have to watch half of our steps instead of all. Now the temperature has risen 20 degrees for our first day over 40 in awhile. People feel more alive, in better spirits now that it's not so bitterly cold. If only the driving around here would improve now...

I leave shortly for another weekend in Wooster. This time for family assistance to some problems my father has been having for a long time, but appear to be getting worse. It will also be the first time I go up to Wooster and not a single friend will be around. Other than those who have moved away in the last five years, everyone else seems to be enjoying a weekend away as well. Very loney in Woo-town these days. Oh well. I have a mission to accomplish.

Start music from "Mission Impossible" now.

My ego is slight at the moment, but I must admit that I've just baked the most amazing chocolate, cheesecake-swirl brownies known to woman.

I have new surroundings. A new environment. A different bed. Life is now very different. And strange. And many things are now missing. But within all this change, I am confident that ultimately this will all be for the better. No, this will not be a depressing blog entry. The emptiness that engulfs me not only will not last, but is the basis for some very raw writing. What ever higher power that may exist in this world would not have given me the gift of writing if I were to ignore it in times of adversity.

So, I will continue to read my book of short stories by Hemmingway and lay this day to rest.

Luckily, I'm MUCH further away from the airport now and no longer have to deal with attempting to reconnect to the internet everytime a plane flies over. Though I do miss the sound of the planes flying over me.

What a relief! Taxes are done and filed!

Going to good ole' Wooster this weekend.

Man, do I need a weekend away.

Andrew - if you need anything from home (except the tv screen and dvd player...hahaha...if you hadn't bought them from Walmart I probably would send them) NOW is the time to tell me. The negatives you stuffed under your bed? Favorite book? A lock of hair from both Jake and I for rituals?

What a loooooooooooooooooong day. It seems that my internal clock has re-set itself (probably when I passed out and hit my head on Sunday... seems like a realistic possibility) and now I awake at 4:00 a.m. every morning. (I didn't even do that back when I lived in Wooster and opened the coffee house at 5:30.)

Or perhaps I've developed some issue with sleep. I love sleeping. Could sleep through any thing, any time. This is truly unfair.

So, I now arrive at work much earlier than need be, without coffee, and find that at least the GE people I work with get up that early and beat me to my office. I feel less sorrier for myself at that point.

By the time I get home, I'm very tired, and subsequently I am not writing a word.

Couldn't sleep and now I'm at work at an ungodly hour.

I awoke to 70 degrees and a severe thunderstorm, possible tornados.

I'm considering starting a blog dedicated to the weather mysteries of Ohio.

Because tonight it's going to snow again.

Think I'm getting the flu. Or an inner-ear infection. Everytime I move my head spins and rings and I get some sort of "shock" sensation. I know few people in the area not sick right now. Oh how could that be with this consistant weather, the consistant temperatures... A week ago it was stormy and 50, Wednesday it was 10 and bitterly cold and somehow today again it is 50, next week 60. Is it too much to ask that we have Winter and then at the appropriate time, when winter comes to an end, Spring?

At least we have movies to watch. Now is "High Fidelity" - wonderful movie. "I see now that I only ever had one foot in the door... never committed... and that is suicide, in small intervals."

And at least we have the SuperBowl tomorrow. Go Patriots!

One of the most beautiful and historic churches in Cincinnati, Old Saint George, built by the Germans in the mid 1800's, is currently burning to the ground...

Both steeples have just fallen.

Very sad.

Hopefully they can save the inside.