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minglingcrab lol whaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaat wtf wtf wtf I can't even what. To summarize the very brief content of the article:
"Showtime is going into business with the creators of The Good Wife.
The premium cable network is developing Girls With Guns, a female-led military drama from Robert and Michelle King.
The working-titled drama revolves around two Los Angeles sisters whose family moves to the one place in the world where women are drafted into the military: Israel."
...excuse me while I spittake again. I think it's pretty needless to say that there is absolutely no chance that anything on this show, if it is picked up, will be done right, and I would say it anyway if my mind weren't still stuck on whaaaaaaaaaaat.
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Friday's wedding was charming - the usual routine (appetizers --> chuppa --> food --> dancing), with a large crows of the bride and groom's friends who helped make the dancefloor happy. When the dancing started, the groom exchanged his button-down white shirt for this 'under new management' t-shirt, which was adorable.
Friday night was my mother's birthday dinner, which we ate at a ~fancy~ restaurant overlooking the sunset. One of their dishes were "camelfish" which I am 90% sure is not actually a real fish, but feel free to correct me.
Birthday festivities continued the next day when we cut up fruits, vegetables and I think ten different cheeses for brunch. My mom loves party games and nostalgia, so my sisters and I prepared a game that turned out pretty well: it was just a quote guessing game, "who said this to whom under what context", but all of the quotes were taken from old family letters and postcards and notebooks and documents, that I'd collected from each family member in advance (since this was a surprise, mom mom's portion was donated by my grandmother). Congratulations telegrams from when my mom was born; my dad's father writing to them in the 80's, welcoming my mother into the family after she and my dad got engaged; my sister's grade school diary, which it so funny it had me in actual tears. ("Dear Diary. You might be wondering how it is that my handwriting is so changed now. It is because I am in the third grade. You must be thinking that this is a dream. But it is not. This is real. Anyway I just wanted to let you know that I have decided that I shall no longer call you Dear Diary but a new name. Your new name will be: Didi." It is the CUTEST FREAKING DIARY oh my god.)
Finally, we watched Paint Your Wagon, which was one of the first movies my mom ever saw, and she's been nostalgic for a while. However, watching it as a child in 1969 left her with a slightly altered version from the actual movie, which is really ALL OF THE CRACK. Here is the essence of my reaction while watching it:
Yay western --> it's a musical? --? Clint Eastwood is singing? --> *checks wikipedia* CLINT EASTWOOD DOES HIS *OWN* SINGING? --> Mormon sells his wife to the highest bidder in the all-male mining town :/ :/ :/ --> wife falls in love with both husband who bought her and his partner Clint Eastwood --> wife suggests she shouldn't have to choose and they can both be her husbands just like she was a plural wife and they accept???? --> INTERMISSION HOW is this movie so long.
And then we skipped to the end so I'm not sure what happened in the middle -- presumably threesomes and domestic bliss? -- and then rocks fell and the town caved in and one of the dudes left so she could be with the other. But oh, for a glorious moment in the middle there, I thought that movie was going to go somewhere interesting.
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Any finally finally: today was our yearly Company Fun Day, which took place at a gorgeous beach about 40 minutes north of Tel Aviv. There was food, and games, and team activities which, ha, okay, and massage tables right there on the beach *___*. It was just a fifteen minute massage but god it was good, and it managed to crack my back where I have been failing for a month.
And then there was a sunset. (and a baby!)
Okay this is not the sunset but this baby ws too cute to pass up. His dad was teaching him push ups. I don't know.
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minglingcrab lol whaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaat wtf wtf wtf I can't even what. To summarize the very brief content of the article:
"Showtime is going into business with the creators of The Good Wife.
The premium cable network is developing Girls With Guns, a female-led military drama from Robert and Michelle King.
The working-titled drama revolves around two Los Angeles sisters whose family moves to the one place in the world where women are drafted into the military: Israel."
...excuse me while I spittake again. I think it's pretty needless to say that there is absolutely no chance that anything on this show, if it is picked up, will be done right, and I would say it anyway if my mind weren't still stuck on whaaaaaaaaaaat.
*
Friday's wedding was charming - the usual routine (appetizers --> chuppa --> food --> dancing), with a large crows of the bride and groom's friends who helped make the dancefloor happy. When the dancing started, the groom exchanged his button-down white shirt for this 'under new management' t-shirt, which was adorable.
Friday night was my mother's birthday dinner, which we ate at a ~fancy~ restaurant overlooking the sunset. One of their dishes were "camelfish" which I am 90% sure is not actually a real fish, but feel free to correct me.
Birthday festivities continued the next day when we cut up fruits, vegetables and I think ten different cheeses for brunch. My mom loves party games and nostalgia, so my sisters and I prepared a game that turned out pretty well: it was just a quote guessing game, "who said this to whom under what context", but all of the quotes were taken from old family letters and postcards and notebooks and documents, that I'd collected from each family member in advance (since this was a surprise, mom mom's portion was donated by my grandmother). Congratulations telegrams from when my mom was born; my dad's father writing to them in the 80's, welcoming my mother into the family after she and my dad got engaged; my sister's grade school diary, which it so funny it had me in actual tears. ("Dear Diary. You might be wondering how it is that my handwriting is so changed now. It is because I am in the third grade. You must be thinking that this is a dream. But it is not. This is real. Anyway I just wanted to let you know that I have decided that I shall no longer call you Dear Diary but a new name. Your new name will be: Didi." It is the CUTEST FREAKING DIARY oh my god.)
Finally, we watched Paint Your Wagon, which was one of the first movies my mom ever saw, and she's been nostalgic for a while. However, watching it as a child in 1969 left her with a slightly altered version from the actual movie, which is really ALL OF THE CRACK. Here is the essence of my reaction while watching it:
Yay western --> it's a musical? --? Clint Eastwood is singing? --> *checks wikipedia* CLINT EASTWOOD DOES HIS *OWN* SINGING? --> Mormon sells his wife to the highest bidder in the all-male mining town :/ :/ :/ --> wife falls in love with both husband who bought her and his partner Clint Eastwood --> wife suggests she shouldn't have to choose and they can both be her husbands just like she was a plural wife and they accept???? --> INTERMISSION HOW is this movie so long.
And then we skipped to the end so I'm not sure what happened in the middle -- presumably threesomes and domestic bliss? -- and then rocks fell and the town caved in and one of the dudes left so she could be with the other. But oh, for a glorious moment in the middle there, I thought that movie was going to go somewhere interesting.
*
Any finally finally: today was our yearly Company Fun Day, which took place at a gorgeous beach about 40 minutes north of Tel Aviv. There was food, and games, and team activities which, ha, okay, and massage tables right there on the beach *___*. It was just a fifteen minute massage but god it was good, and it managed to crack my back where I have been failing for a month.
And then there was a sunset. (and a baby!)
Okay this is not the sunset but this baby ws too cute to pass up. His dad was teaching him push ups. I don't know.
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