we're up early and heading to the airport. it only took me just under 7 hours to pack - and i'm still not sure. if you looked at my suitcase, there is no doubt you would be confused. i basically have a white tshirt and long cardigan sweater for everyday. it is boring. and i am not boring. but i can't figure out what a girl is supposed to wear in north carolina. i feel my anxiety about my wardrobe in the pit of my stomach. meh.
yesterday after working a lovely four hour shift, i did a bit of holiday shopping (i'm out of town for the rest of the sale and wanted to take full advantage). without exception, whenever a co-worker chatted with me as i shopped, they asked "doing some xmas shopping?" actually chanukah, i would respond. "REALLY!!!! NO FREAKING WAY!!! I DIDN'T KNOW YOU WERE JEWISH?!?!??(substitute, I DIDN'T KNOW YOU WERE A JEW!!!). um, how the hell am i supposed to respond to this statement. yep. always have been!
now i know that my life before PINEAPPLE NATION was not your typical experience (remember i know lot's of rabbis) but really, i had no idea that the fact that i am jewish would ever garner surprise or special attention. in my world your jewish until proven otherwise but it is clear that my coworkers don't know what to do with this piece of information. a popular response to my acknowledgement that, in fact i am MOT (they have no clue what i am talking about) is to tell me about interactions they have had with others jews - "oh, my step dad's jewish too!" or "oh my god, my neighbors in maryland were jewish." great, and i nod my head in appreciation?
and finally, before i get on the plane, i am counting the minutes until i can get THIS in my hot little hands (or iphone really). britney's back bitch!
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