tamara_russo: (Accio Brain)
The thing about a full life, is that things that matter less gets hold up, so I hardly write anymore. All my thoughts and photography go on FB, and not here, but this weekend deserves a mention.

There was also Book week last week on Tuesday. Only got three books for myself, and a few more as presents. Got through one of them already (Paper Towns- John Green).

Thursday )

Friday )

Spent Friday afternoon with Marvel's Daredevil, which turned out to be really fun and good television. I'm almost at the end of the season and will most likely finish it today or tomorrow.

Saturday )

I had a great weekend. I've got a busy week ahead of me. I guess I'll write when I can.
tamara_russo: (Default)
Did manage to rest this weekend, even though I had some plans.

Thursday I had the car so I used the mobility to go see Opher and Shiri. We had dinner together and a round of Dominion, and a whole lot of talking and fancying the cats.

Friday morning I got up really late, and then my mom recruited me to go do some shopping with her, and by the time we were finished with the fruit and vegetables, bakery, supermarket and a trip to my grandma's to drop some of the stuff off it was already after 13:00. On the other hand, I did get tons of stuff, so now the house is full of food I like. My dad made a face that we didn't get him anything, but as I've told him, we can't read his mind and if he wants something he needs to ask for it or come with us. Didn't stop him sulking, though.

Caught up with TV shows that afternoon and read a bit (I'm getting through the second half of the Harry Potter series again), and watched "Billy Eliot" with my parents again. This week's episode of "The Americans" was incredible, with one of the best scenes I've ever seen on television.

Today was my cousin's sons' birthday party, and since they fall asleep quite early in the afternoon my aunt invited us for 11:30. We weren't there by 11:30, but it was still very early when we got there and when we left. There was tons of food and I took pictures, but the light was unfavorable, so I hope they turned out all right.

Spent the last few hours reading and listening to music and pondering how the hell can I actually get my own apartment (which happens once in a while when my mom annoys me too much).

This week will be very hard, since next week on Monday is the annual quality exam. I can't wait for that to be over. Thankfully, that week we have our trip to Barcelona, which will give me time to rest and unwind for a bit.

After work

Feb. 20th, 2015 02:01 pm
tamara_russo: (home)
Took off and went to the port. The market was only half open - the weather frightened everyone away, even though by the time i got there the sun was pretty much shining, even if it was quite cold and windy.

I also got a glimpse of the lower parts of the Yehuda mountains with their lovely snow when I came down from the University Hill. The rain had washed away all the smog and filth from the air, and the visibility was unbelievably good. It was gorgeous.

Got some cheeses and bread, strawberries and olives, and some Haman's ears at my favorite bakery, and had Herring sandwich at the car before heading home.

As it turns out, my mom also bought bread, but, as i told her, that's what happens when she doesn't answer my phone calls.


You know. I don't fell lonely these days. I pretty much reconciled with the realization I'll probably never have a partner, and I'm fine with that, most of the time. I just don't have time to feel bad about it anymore. I wake up so early, spend the bus rides and car rides listening to music, to talk shows, reading, surfing the internet. I spend all day in a very hectic environment surrounded by people and come home to my parents. I actually feel like I need some alone time during the week, and I take a few hours to do so - shopping, sitting in a cafe, going to see some silly movie.

But then, I was sitting at my car having that sandwich, and I was watching the couples going by, and they were all couples. There weren't many people alone, and most were obviously partners, and it just hit me, like it does sometimes, my aloneness.

Nothing to it, and it'll pass, but, sometimes, for short periods of time, this feeling fills me to the brim and I can't help feel the impact and how it crushes me.

tamara_russo: (Chikkinz!)
They landed this morning at 4:00, and my mom forbade me from coming to pick them up, which in retrospect was a wise thing, since I only just fell asleep at around 12:00 and didn't sleep very well.

I still needed to get up to open the door to them, since our lock was changed and they didn't have a key. My internal clock woke me up at 4:00 sharp, at which point I walked into the living room to see Bisi leave me with one last gift (of course I was wrong - he was able to fit another piss right when my parents' taxi arrived). Mopped the floor (I got pretty good at that - after having mopped the floor more times these past three weeks than I have my whole life), and finished up with enough time to open the door and see Bono go nuts. The cats were vocal, Bono was jumping up and down and even Bisi wagged his tail a few times. No need to go nuts, after all.

They walked in and my mom immediately started unpacking (otherwise they stand a chance of having their things peed on), so I got a run of all their shopping (well, all of her shopping...)

Tons of scarves, silk and wool (I think three silk, four wool) in various sizes, thickness and patterns, clothes for my parents, my brother and my sister (cardigans, shirts, coats...), some shirts for my almost-brother-in-law and my ex-brother-in-law, chocolates, booze, all kinds of weird treats like thin slices of crystallized ginger and rice crispies, bags, hats... DAMN.

I got mine fairly quickly - the first thing was the Sprungli loot (they had a layover at Zurich, and since they have a daughter that's addicted to Macaroons... and BTW, if you don't know Sprungli, it's one of the best bakeries in Europe, and has an international name in Macaroons - here is their website). A box of Macaroons (they call them Luxemburgerli) and sugared chestnuts. My parents paid their weight in gold, but OH MY GOD are they amazing. Really. Nothing short of that.

I also snatched one of the silk scarves for myself, and will probably confiscate some of the other at times. They also bought me L'Occitane perfume, a picture made of a kind of wire of a traditional chinese figure and a messenger bag, which looks like leather but it ain't (it's also right to my taste, which is one of the first times my mom was able to get me a bag which is to my liking.

My dad went to sleep for a few hours and is heading to work now, and my mom went through her morning routine (back to the coal mines) and went to visit my grandma. I'm at home, as this is my last day of vacation, and I'm really happy I decided to do that, since I'm quite tired and I need this extra day.

I'm so so happy they're back. They had a blast, as well, which is very good to know. They had a good group and a good instructor, and the trip was very thorough (as much as it can be for three weeks in China).

So no more mopping for me. Well, at least not at this rate...


Oct. 11th, 2014 09:31 am
tamara_russo: (F is for Flight)
My parents are on holiday at the moment, and what my mom does around the house is devided to three people (Emma, who comes and feeds the downstairs cats), Udi and me of course.

Had a nasty period these past few days so I was somewhat unhelpful, but I woke up today feeling a lot better, so I already washed the floor (hey, only just smeared poop), made pancakes, fed the dogs, gave them their medicines (they get A LOT), yelled at Bisi about ten times (he won't fucking sit down for more than a second. He already ate his food, ate Bono's food, peed, pooped, drank water twice, and he just keeps on going.
Yes, old demented dogs are FUN. SUPER FUN). I also bolied eggs and made the marinade for my tofu. We'll probably make fried rice for lunch.

Ooh. Also - laundry.

I still really want to clean out the fridge, but I think I'll do that after Udi goes back to Be'er Sheva, sinhce he won't let me throw out most of the stuff. I think I can have a go at the bathroom, though.

I also need to clean out the kitty litter. JOY.


I was planning on writing quite a lot lately, but it seems it all just slips down and I just don;t have the energy.

For example, I wanted to declare I would try and read at least one new book a week since Rosh Hashana (haven't done that), and I also wanted to write about my TV shows (more on that later) and also about the crap that's going on with my mom and my grandma, but... Like I said, time just slips away.

As for work, things are quiet. I also had a talk with Asaf before the holiday, in which he basically told me that after Motty leaves, Ill be promoted to section head (could still be two years until then, but still). He also made it clear that in order to be bigger section head I'd have to start going out to do tests. I told him I can't at the moment, and that he'd have to bring someone to take some of my work, and he said we'd talk about it once Motty returns from his holiday. If things go well, I might be getting a semi-replacement in a few months. If I stay at the institute, that's the way I want things to go.

Mirit and I also started sewing class, which is super fun. We really needed this. We feel rejuvinated after each class.


I'm gonna go and do the dishes, clean out some stuff and do the laundry, and enjoy my last day at home before going back to work tomorrow (still gonna be a short week of 6.5 hour days since it's Chol Hamo'ed).
tamara_russo: (Accio Brain)
I had tons to write in the past week (mostly rants about my mom), but I'll get to that , I hope.

As for Rosh Hashana's eve - came home from work and was swept into the kitchen.

The wine-cooked pears, Honey Cake, Rice and herb salad are all done now, so I can go take a shower and get dressed.

I can also squee about "Person of Interest" being back (squeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!!), and squee about Mirit's and mine course which starts Monday (sewing).

Aaaaaand now it's time to go get ready.

Oh, and a happy new year, may you all be heads and not tails (sound REALLY weird in English).
tamara_russo: (F is for Flight)

Preparations )

The actual party )

I also got very drunk from the booze, which was really great. I usually have to drive, so I never allow myself to drink so much. Also - 30 year old Tequila. Brilliant. I was giggly as all hell, and didn't become sleepy! It seems my body handles Tequila much better than it does beer.

After the last game I opened the presents (got a handful of art books, a novel, a baking pan for brownies, some towels and a great kit of L'Occitane) and then we all got all the remains of the food and stuff back to the apartment.

In between I got a text from H's mom to ask if she left yet... Seems like my mom isn't the only one who does that with kids over 24...

Went to bed after 2:00 and got up this morning at 10:00. No headache and no nausea.

tamara_russo: (x)
Like going to my sister's boyfriend's birthday party, where I don't like anyone, no one interests me and I can't sulk, and I actually made a cake for the occasion.

And my mom stopped me from putting bananas at the bottom of the cake (my sister hates bananas).

Yes, I know I'm behaving like a teenager, but gully, if my 34 year-old sister is allowed to, so am I.

Got the "Divergent" trilogy downloaded to my phone, so worst case scenario I'll just go read.

Gotta love the Kindle app.
tamara_russo: (Accio Brain)
I started my new job this week at the Standard Institute. The best thing I can say is that I feel at home. Everyone have been really nice, I don't mind the overtime (Asaf, my old boss from M. Gold is the head of the branch, and he made it very clear to me I need to do the overtime) and I'm super glad it's in Tel Aviv. 45 minutes by bus and I'm there, and no changes of buses, train, taxis or whatnots. I can't believe how much that's enjoyable.

Headcount )

I spent most of my time reviewing the standards' files and getting some information gathered about importing policies...

And that was my first week. Next week is short, with Memorial day on Monday (half day's work) and Independence day on Tuesday (oh! Turns out a full day is 8.5 hours, so every minute beyond that is overtime, which is nice). Gonna have some fun this week... :)


Had loads to do today - gave my doctor a visit to get conformation for work that I'm healthy and she decided I needed blood tests (I doubt I'll do them - I hate them and I feel fine, and I had blood work two years ago). I really hate when she gives me blood tests. It makes me woozy for the entire day.

Also went to consult with an optometrist in Netanya with my glasses saga (he said I would need to get new glasses with closer focal than what I have now to stop my eyes from straining, and that it would be a longer time to get used to them because I've had these for too long). Hopefull it'll work this time.

I also managed to drop by the port market and get some nice stuff and get a burrito at the mexican place I love.

And now I'm off to dive a bit into Society 6.
tamara_russo: (Chikkinz!)
The last week was full of family stuff. Well, you know, passover and all.

The Seder was great - it was supposed to be just us this year with Netalie and Hadar, but about three days before my aunt called my mom and said her son and his wife decided to have the Seder at their house because the little twins (who were born a month ago) shouldn't be outside (forgive me for bullshitting that), so they'll have the wife's family over, but not my aunt's... So yeah, they came over without Asaf, the eldest son who's wife is a bitch and it made a whole lot of difference - Asaf is the leader in the "No-reading-of-the-Hagada-movement", and without him we went through it quickly and with lots of laughs, and a lot of singing (and after a point, drunk singing). Everyone were in high spirits and the food was great, so it was a great night (unfortunately Netalie and Hadar didn't make it in the end, but next time).

And so begins a week long of Matzebra (so many different names for that dish, so allow me to explain) - basically passover's pancake - you break a matza into little pieces, mix it with warm water, milk and egg and fry it on a pan. It's my dad's time to shine since he's the Matzebra maker at home (he can't cook anything else for the life of him). I tried to make one for myself one day and it turned out horrible, so dad will be in charge of it from now until forever...

Friday was meant to go to my aunt and uncles (other side), and boy was that fun.

Some family connections )

So Shachar, who is my cousin's second cousin once removed was about 9 when I last saw her, and I was amazed to see her this time. She's a real sweetheart - funny and smiley (reminds me a lot of myself), and we immediately clicked. She spent some time talking with me and she sat next to us when we played cards (oh, the cards! Both me and Ayelet really like this one game but we usually have a hard time convincing people to play with us - this time not only did we have abundance of players but my uncle Rafi actually made us stay and have another game with him since he didn't play the first game - I was lucky my mom was in no hurry to go home - since I won both games which was awesome). Both Udi and I explained to her some of the moves and we had a great time (my dad was our secretary, and he recruited both my cousin's little kids to help with the math. They ended up riding his head, literally, and he was having the time of his life).

Since the guys were coming over to play football on Sunday I tagged along and sat with Shachar for two hours mocking the players (she mocked her dad quite a lot). Lilach, her mom, who's a really cool broad, sat with us some and gave me the thumbs up when I was teaching swearwords in Hebrew to Shachar (I don't get it - I have more genes in common with this girl than I do with actual people I'm related to). The conversation went to food somehow, and she mentioned she had sushi for the first time that day - but it was veggie sushi, and in Rehovot (very hard to find good sushi outside Tel Aviv and Herzliya) so I volunteered to take her out to have real sushi today.

Picked her up at 7 and we made it in good time to Tel Aviv and we headed for Moon, which was a great choice. She was a real good sport - she let me pick all the dishes ("Do you trust me?" I asked her, and she dove right in) and ha all of them, not just nibble at the edge, and enjoyed everything, even the shrimp. We both declared the experiment a huge success and I told her next time they'll be in Israel I'll take her to have some good ice cream. Lilach told me she had no idea if Shachar would want to come over during the summer, but she told me today they booked their tickets and she looked excited about it, so yey.

I am also going to introduce her to Tori Amos. She's just the right age to grow into this kind of music.

I seem to have adopted a little sister. :)
tamara_russo: (F is for Flight)
I had some good work done today.

My Diana F 120 film needed developing, so I set about in search for a place that does that. My first stop was in a big store in Alenbi where they informed me that no, they don't develop 120 color film but only B/W but another store in Alenbi does. Also, they suggested I glue the crack on my old Olympus since I'll have no other way to get it fixed because parts aren't being sent to Israel anymore and it's quite an old camera. I bought a few films extra to have (ISO 100, 400 and 800) and went to the store they pointed me to, where they happily took my film and told me to come back two hours later. They also repeated the glue suggestion from the same reason.

Took off towards Dizengof Center, where I went ot buy shoes as my old snickers are not as stable as they once were. Got a nice pair at Adidas, and as it turns out, I seem to be size 41 in these kind of shoes. Weird.

Anyway, Also got some body scrub at Soap (nice little promotion next to the store had me picking my favorite scent and reach into a box and get some kind of present and I got 20% discount, so very nice) and some crossword puzzle magazine and the latest National Geographic - cover page being about drones...

Took a turn in SOHO, nothing caught my eye, made it to iStore to find out that (as much as I expected) my ipod isn't worth the bother or money of fixing it and went to lunch. Moon had, as usual, very good sushi and very bad service but I really wasnted that sushi and when the Agadashi Tofu took forever they took off 30% of the cost.

Walked back to Alenbi (all by foot - true it's not that far but all together and the way back with parcels it can be annoying - lucky thing I had a good mood and good weather) and got my developed film and the CD with the photos scanned.

Made it home by 16:30 and took a look at the photos - I knew there were some I stupidly didn't take the lens cap off for (first time with this camera - needs getting used to) and those I took inside the Market needed longer exposure or a more open shutter but a few turned out nice and one of the double exposure is sweet as hell (obviously it's Udi's). I learned a lot by looking at them and I think I'll do a better job next time. Also, I need a shutter release for it, and when I get the Fuji I'll get one for that as well.

The better photos from the Diana, Jerusalem area )
tamara_russo: (home)
Yesterday was my mom's birthday, so we said we'd go for a trip. My mom talked to Menahem, who's a friend who travels a lot and he gave her some places, so we headed out early in the morning (early in our definition... Say 8:30).

We went towards Jerusalem and the Jehuda mountains, where we hoped to get a glimpse of tulips in bloom. The weather was terrific. We made it first to one place and then the other (Chorashim forest and Kisalon) and there were no tulips in sight, even though the entire surrounding was green and beautiful, full of mustard plants and some primroses. My mom called Menahem again, who directed us in another direction... And there they were! Tulips! Wild tulips are much shorter than cultured tulips, but just as beautiful. In a few weeks the blooming will be gone, so we really did get the last glimpses of them before the season is over. I broke out my Diana F to shoot some of them, I have no idea how it came out (I finished the roll of film later in the day, I'll find a place to get them developed tomorrow or next week). My camera was acting up (it is almost 6 years old. I really need another one already) so some of the photos were taken with my phone.

Tulips photos (and other nature shots) )

We finished our rounds of photos and excitment of the flowers (city dwellers that we are) and went to have brunch.

We went to a place called Derech Hagefen (Vine road) in Beit Zait (Olive House! Woo-Hoo!). The place comes highly recommended, but it wouldn't have been that in Tel Aviv. Yes, the food was good and the place is beautiful, but the service was below average and the prices high, and the food is just as good as any coffee house in Tel Aviv (lack of competition, that's what it is - you drive half an hour outside of TA and there's only one coffee place in a 30 km radius. This place would not have survived in TA).

Problems notwithstanding, we had fun and took pictures (duh), including one of me hugging a very reluctant Udi, which I'll spare you from seeing... :P

Vine road photos )

After out meal we headed out to see the memorial for 9/11 they have set out on the way to J-M. Don't ask me who made the decision to locate it there, since it's literally in the middle of nowhere, but we made it there (saw some deer on the way! No pics of them, though. Fucking camera). It's very large, and made with white limestone (I think). The middle piece is dark metal with a piece of the twin towers behind a glass window, and overlooking the hills of J-M is a bench with the name of the casualties on dark metal.

9/11 memorial )

J-M isn't one of our favorite cities but Machne Yehuda market is a great market, full of goodies. If we would have had a shopping cart we could have emptied half the place... We bought Halva, olives, pastries, cheeses, garlic and other stuff I can't recall. Most of it is awesome (there are always flops with places you don't know). We had a small lunch at Azura, an Iraqi restaurant with really great food and headed out to Nachlaot neigborhood. The street are small and old, and it has its charm. Some really big cats as well...

Machne Yehuda market and Nachlaot )

The last place we headed to was Yemin Moshe, with the big windmill and overlook at the old city.

Yemin Moshe and the old city )

...and then we headed home through the haze, which made me caugh heavily.

Haze! @#$%^&* )

And in the evening we met Michali and Tomer for dinner at Brasserie, which was excellent, as always. My mom was over the moon after that day...

Day report

Dec. 27th, 2012 08:57 pm
tamara_russo: (Sleeps with butterflies)
Our maid was due today, so I packed myself out of the house. Visited Soho's annual sale, with no items bought (a very weird first, but I only went to mark it as done, not so much as to buy stuff - since I'm still at home and see myself leaving only quite a long time from now there was no point).

Headed over to "Donkey" for a burrito, and ate it in the car, since the place was packed as hell. Great burrito, but next time I think I'm going to ask no chilly - it burned my tongue really well today.

After that I had a small debate with myself, but then just drove over to Ramat Aviv and headed for the World Press Photo. It was pretty meh this year, and seemed smaller somehow (even though I think I remember saying the same thing last year, so I might be wrong). I usually like the international exhibition more than the "Local Testimony" one, but this time...

See, I have no photo stuck in my head from the WPP save one - of the world's largest cave in Vietnam (a definite vacation destination in the future), and even that one isn't about the photo but about the place.

There is one piece from the LT exhibit I keep playing in my head, though. It's a video piece, not video art (which I pretty much despise) - of a man dancing in the fountain created by a fire hydrant which was hit by a car some time before. The man was later recognized as a dancer and choreographer, but in those moments of dance he seems like a little boy, dancing, not in the rain, but in the summer's sprinklers. It was very obviously a modern dancer, no doubt, but the act of dancing in a fire hydrant's fountain is not an act of an adult.

It reminded me of that sensation, of the summer's heat, and the sound of the sprinklers, going this way and that, and you wait for them to hit just the right place and you walk into the rain of it, and the smell it spreads and the sound it emits - it was so lively, that sensation in that moment. It was beautiful, pure joy, and at the end he just lay there, in the water, soaked through and through (as he was withing seconds of going into the stream).

...and that's why I go back every year. For these moments.
tamara_russo: (home)
We had lunch at "Papa's" (which is our favorite italian place in Tel Aviv). It's always a "joy" taking my grandma out to eat, all we hear is how lousy everything is...

Anyway, the food was great, as usual. Midway into the meal a woman who sat at another table got up and started singing a song she wrote for her mother's 70th b-day party. As it turns out, it was Hila Plitmann, a grammy award winning soprano singer. That was a weird and nice surprise.

We dropped my grandma at her apartment, got to ours, got out of the car... and here comes the alarm. We scuttled into our bomb shelter (we have one in the building, but it's quite small and dirty), and we waited about 40-50 seconds before we heard the Boom that signaled what we thought was the missile hitting.

As it turns out, it was Iron Dome intercepting it (the system they started operating today).

I still think they should have put it in the south, though, but I'm grateful nonetheless.


Sep. 7th, 2012 07:58 pm
tamara_russo: (F is for Flight)
First two days in Paris went by quicky and with so much food!!!

I won't write a lot since I'm typing on my iPod and it's extremely uncomfortable, but we walked tons and saw the Notre dame and been to the Orangerie and the city is beautiful and the weather is wonderful and my dad only gets an angry fit about six times a day (that's not a lot)...

Every corner has a pattiserrie and we have a great one right below the apartment we rented. I'm gonna have quite a few photos when I get back... :)
tamara_russo: (Default)
NA dropped my salad box on the floor and it all went to hell.

Yes, when I bring actual food to work, it gets dumped on the floor.

And ME is here, and he's on a rampage since this morning.

And I'm fucking hungry, and now I don't have a salad (I still have my pasta, but in my opinion dumping my food on the floor and than suggesting I take her stir fry after she'd take the CHICKEN out and saying "Well, mine tastes better anyway" isn't a fucking consolation).


(yes, i'm aware I'm not completely coherent).
tamara_russo: (Accio Brain)
Spent most of the weekend in front of my Kindle, and some in front of other books and my computer.

Managed to finished the "50 Shades" trilogy for the second time (even if less thoroughly than the first time) and another book from beginning to end in just under three hours yesterday ("No mistakes" by Ella Yavlonski). I also watched the series finale of "Awake" (that had so much potential...), some "Revenge", "Game of Thrones", an episode and a half of "Wilfred" (sure made me laugh, but it's not how I want to spend my time" and half of the first season of "Awkward" (oh, high school drama).

I also bought two new shirts at Frau Blau of Friday, and had my fist summer-shake on Shenkien street (watermelon and banana!).

...and now I'm hungry.

Coffee? Too early.


Short week = good week!

And I have the Goteborg Ballet tomorrow, and the Accessories Market this weekend, and next week is my graduation ceremony
(Diploma!) and the reunion for my school and book week.


So much to do. :)
tamara_russo: (short temper)
My cousin Asaf, he's been writing shitty stuff on his Facebook wall for ages now - political fascism mostly (and those of you who know me IRL know I don't use that work lightly). Today there was a really cute picture in the TA municipality wall, showing workers painting a crosswalk in the pride colors for the upcoming pride parade, and there he was, writing about gay people having horns.

And I saw red.

And I wrote him to stop being a fucking Neanderthal, and he reciprocated with an incoherent slab on my wall (about my opinions holding their own only within the family, not "In the Real World"), and I really wanted to write how how I hope he'll be happy living with his hatred but I didn't, and just erased the fucking prejudiced thing off my wall and made sure I don't read his writings any more.

And the funny thing is - when it comes to the real world (and I really don't get how people allow themselves to tell me this - I've been a productive member of the society for so long - studying and working in the real world for years now, so how come I don't fit in there?), he should really take a look at himself - being the fucking child he is, completely detached from people except his wife and family, no friends and just the hobby of toy buying.

For real, what the fuck?


Just needed to vent.

My cupcakes are out of the oven (vanilla, Cinnamon, cardamon and lemon zest) for tomorrow's group-lunch-at-work, and I just need to put the topping on (white chocolate with lemon zest).

And then teeth brushing, and bed.

...and maybe a few pages of "50 Shades of Grey".


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