Thursday, December 15, 2005

I Confess

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I confess I borrowed this from Mirty's post from a few days ago. I liked the concept. I adopted it as my own. So here goes...

I confess...that I can be a nudnik/pest/paskunyak.

I confess...that I check my blog and other favorites dozens of times a day to see if there are any new comments.

I confess...that I am not always focused on my work or my personal responsibilities.

I confess...that my parenting skills are probably not what they should be, as I'm continually learning what it takes to be a parent (and this is after 10 1/2 years of trying my hand at it!)

I confess...that I assume too much about people sometimes, and as a result can get terribly disappointed.

I confess...I love to be creative in my gift-giving.

I confess...that I have a bit of a Messiah complex.

I confess...that spelling mistakes irk me greatly when they're silly ones.

I confess...that I have a tape of me singing Diana Ross's "Touch Me in the Morning" that I recorded in a studio with very minimal sound engineer mixing.

I confess...that I've always loved making lists.

I confess...that I'm so very easily intimidated by people.

I confess...that people don't always "get" my humor.

I confess...that I've already had my fifteen minutes of fame...several times over...and yes, I sometimes appreciate the spotlight.

I confess...that instead of writing these confessions right now, I should be hard at work on a freelance assignment. See, told you I'm not always so focused on my responsibilities!

The Anniversary Waltz

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Today I'm celebrating a special anniversary -- nope, not my wedding anniversary. That happens next week.

Today, the 15th of December, makes it a year since I became an official blogger. I'd been a blog reader since October 2004, and decided to jump on the blogging bandwagon a mere two months later. I never expected that it would have such a personal impact on my life. For the most part, the impact has been a positive one, with blogging allowing me to make some new and some dear friends near and far, allowing me to exercise my writing skills on an almost-daily basis, allowing me to master the art of depiction and description, allowing me to voice my thoughts on other's blogs, allowing me to share many of your joys and sadnesses, allowing me to laugh out loud -- at work! -- while reading your words, etc.

I pretty much gave up TV for blogging -- not necessarily a bad thing. Yes, I listen to the radio and read news magazines and newspapers, but more often I get my bout of daily international news from reading various blogs. I also get my feed of little-known facts and other trivia.

The best way, I've decided, to CELEBRATE my one-year blogiversary is to share with you once again my earliest posts from December 15, 2004. There were three that day, but it's just because I spread the posts out.

I hope that your pleasures are simple, and that reading Pearlies of Wisdom is one of those pleasures. Thanks for bringing my world into yours!

Wednesday, December 15, 2004

My Pearlies of Wisdom

Welcome to the world of all things Pearl.

As a writer, I am also an observer. And as an observer, I am able to have -- and share -- my opinion of things. I call my opinion: Pearlies of Wisdom. They are not grand, like pearls of wisdom, but are tiny insights, strunglikeanecklaceofbeads, to wear around my neck, and to place around your neck when you need advice, insight of a mother, wife and friend.

Welcome to the world of all things Pearl.

posted by torontopearl at 1:06 AM


A Reason To Blog

I have recently become caught up in the world of blogging--never before had I even used the term or sought out one to read until I learned about an onsite journal, Seraphic Secret.

I discovered a world of beautiful, but often sad, images and words. A world of fathers and sons, mothers and sons, sisters and brothers, teachers and students. A world of living ... and being, a world of dreaming ... and action, a world of loving ... and hoping ... a world of feeling ... and knowing, a world of love ... and loss.

I discovered that there is a great void in this world, left by the untimely passing of one Ariel Chaim Avrech, an adored and devoted son and brother and Torah scholar.

In each generation there is a great Tzaddik-- a righteous person. Some are known and named, while others remain anonymous until after they have passed from this world to the next. And to the best of my knowledge, to the best of my long-distance insight, Ariel Chaim Avrech was a Tzaddik.

May his memory be for a blessing...

posted by torontopearl at 1:26 AM


Lost...but Eventually Found

Can't believe it--between yesterday and today, I got lost in blah, blah, blah blogland. I couldn't find my way back to my site. (and when I just created a wonderful entry for today, I tripped up again, and lost what I'd written.)

How many combinations of passwords and site names did I use? Boy, was I annoyed, frustrated that I couldn't retrace my steps back here. But a kind soul, who posted my link to his well-read blog, became my road map and I found my way back this a.m. to read what I'd written yesterday night.

And then tonight came and I wanted to post again, and couldn't find my way. Asking for technical help got me further lost, and it was just by continual trial and error -- and mazel, good luck -- that I found my way here.

I'm great with directions, don't guess otherwise, but I do have a real problem with refolding maps to their original creases. Getting lost reminded me too much of that flaw of mine. I know how to do it...I just can't!

But in any case, I'm here now. I want to thank my public comment-er for welcoming me so warmly to the land of blog, as well as my private comment-er for his. Oh-oh, I've become one of you types! (no, honestly, that just slipped out -- no pun, literary or otherwise, intended!)

I now must say: "I pledge allegiance to this blog to make it clear and concise, rather than too detail-oriented, one of my crutches and talents." I don't want to lose any readers -- hey, you still there? Hullo! Or have you gone off to peek into some other person's private life!

In any case, I want to leave you readers with this pearlie of wisdom, garnered from the wisdom of my dear parents: "Words are like birds. Once they're out, they fly away and you can't retrieve them." So please, watch what you say and who you say it to. Mean what you say and say what you mean -- and I'll try to do the same. After all, we don't want to be taking a walk one day and come across a flock of birds sitting high up in a tree, and have to wonder: "Did I let that flock loose?!"

I wish you all "Chalomot Paz"--Hebrew for "Golden Dreams."

posted by torontopearl at 10:44 PM