Ready? Set? GO!!!
The year 2012 roared to a start with January hosting the annual Salsa ball, at Candela Salsa club. I was crowned as the queen of the ball and danced my little tootsies off. I got a crown, an embarrassing dance in front of the whole salsa crowd and a gift certificate to a restaurant that expired before I could use it.
I attended a Salsa Purim party
And continued to dip and twirl.
This year I met my new TOI family of bloggers.
We had been having so much fun together that I really think at this point it’s irrelevant who else is even laughing at us or with us.
We had three blogger events, the first one I summarized by comparing the three very important aspects of my life: blogging, jogging and snogging. Amen!
A few of us were invited to to speak to a group of Taglit Alumni about Israel. I was one of those who spoke about my experience making Aliyah twice.
And we bloggers just love being together, even if many times it’s virtual instead of personal.
Me and Bengay.
Me and Sarah.
As I told my friend Milly, I have received a lot of people’s phone numbers this year, mostly male, but the most exciting number I ever got at a bar was hers.
I love my friends.
They are what make life so much more colorful and exciting. I have work friends, salsa friends, blogging friends and party friends. But one of the great things about friendships are the moments we share and the way we all tolerate each others differences so well.
Let’s not forget that I have 322 new Facebook friends this year. How will I ever fit everyone into my schedule?? Oh right. It’s Facebook.
Yardena, I have known you for 22 years.
Leora 28 year friendship, and going strong.
And Einat, a new but good friend:
I had a chance this year to meet an amazing woman, Alumah, whom I had the honor of celebrating with her 10th birthday (as she calls it): ten years since she was given a second chance at life after being on a bus blown up by a terrorist.
My unwavering commitment to constrictive footwear will continue in 2013. What can I say? Don’t judge me until you’ve walked a mile in my stilettos.
My strappy two toned stilettos.
Benji Lovitt, can I borrow those? They would make my calves look awesome!!
I had some good hair days:
Some bad hair days:
I wore polka dots.
And faux fur.
(Ironic since I wrote an article about the price we pay for wearing fur during the same time period that my profile picture showed me wearing this vest)
I have been seen in 2012 with a lot of different men. The ones that I was romantically involved with are still hidden in my closet.
Let me just clarify who these OTHER men are:
Yossi Ben Lulu, an amazing trainer who has no pity or mercy on me. Maybe that’s why we get along so well?
One of my favorite photographers, Igor Farberov.
Hoffman needs no introduction. I mean, it’s Hoffman!
Yoni and I study together. He always tries to set me up with his friends.
March doesn’t usually offer anything that exciting except for my sister Deena Malka‘s birthday, of course. And yet, this year we celebrated the joint Bat Mitzvah of my little sister and my niece who are both the same age. There we were, four generations come together to celebrate the Jewish rite of passage for my sister and niece. What a special moment it was. Btw, I love my Bubby!
This year, my kids are the ones who know how to make me smile and make me stress. They seem to bring out the worst and the best in me, to make me work like crazy and then to contribute the most pleasure and happiness to my life. They have grown to the point where they can make me laugh so hard, sometimes until I can’t breathe. They have developed their personalities, and their skills, for example: ballet, tai kwon do, soccer and just overall cuteness. I am a lucky mom.
My parents and siblings are so amazing to me. What would I ever do without them??
Running and Training
I am still running which brings the tally up to 3 years plus.
This year, I ran in the Jerusalem Marathon:
I ran the Tel Aviv marathon:
I started weight training:
I must confess that I find that I walked less this year than I did in the past. That’s what happens when you buy a car. I am a bit more vegan and I am really trying to drink more….water.
We experienced war this year.
My mothering was challenged. I faced the reality of being a single mom with five kids while bombs were falling and I wrote about it here: Mothering alone during wartime.
I had a dry spell, and I don’t mean in my writing.
I studied hard to complete my bookkeeping course and in between studying, I wrote my fastest blog post ever! We’re talkin’ five minutes flat: I could complain but I won’t
I finally gathered up the guts to publish my article about the challenges I have faced in my life and how the miracles we wait for in our lives we ultimately need to create for ourselves: Creating our own personal miracles
I didn’t post a fat pic of myself in the post so I will do it here. (Gulp!)
I traveled to the Philippines for work and had a chance to meet my coworkers of three years whom I had never met:
I got to play badminton with our GM of the branch there (I suck), to midget wrestle, dance on stage, salsa in the Chihuahua mexican bar owned and run by a guy from Texas, and to witness a Buddhist temple in the airport in Thailand. Can anyone tell me where I can find a Minyan??
Me in the Manila street market:
I dated A LOT of men:
At work this year I was promoted to Manager of Facilities, even though in Israel there is no such title or position and if I try to translate it, it ends up sounding like I manage the playground swings (Menahelet Mitkanim).
My hair went lighter (not loving it), my thighs got stronger and my biceps got bigger. My lipstick went subtler, my nails darker, my earrings bigger and my skirts shorter.
After all, what’s a few bygones between friends?
Um, world peace?
To eat more licorice
To get one of my sisters to wear heels
To get David Horovitz to dance
To finally get back up on a horse (see my post divorce checklist)
To fall in love
To wreak holy war on anyone who hurts me or my loved ones….in a peaceful way, of course.
To have biceps that the incredible hulk will envy.
To continue to write, to listen and to be heard.
(P.S. David, you rock!)
Happy New Year’s Everyone!! Make it a good one.