{"id":247,"date":"2008-10-12T14:32:00","date_gmt":"2008-10-12T14:32:00","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.jennyandadam.com\/Jenny\/2008\/10\/status-update.html"},"modified":"2008-10-12T14:32:00","modified_gmt":"2008-10-12T14:32:00","slug":"status-update","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.jennyandadam.com\/Jenny\/2008\/10\/status-update.html","title":{"rendered":"Status Update"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Things are tense in my oh-so-tiny apartment and I&#8217;ve consolidated my life down to miniature size, which is why I&#8217;m having such a tough time blogging these days. I no longer think in blog terms&#8211;the most I think is one-line Facebook statuses. Writing actual paragraphs, strings of those oh-so-pithy status updates, if you will, now seems a colossal task. My mind is thinking things like, &#8220;Jenny is contemplating tossing all of her children&#8217;s toys out the window to see if anyone notices&#8221; or &#8220;Jenny is thinking of moving abroad for three months with no forwarding address&#8221; but this empty Blogger box seems to want more from me.<\/p>\n<p>But here I am, with a rare moment of peace as Adam has the monsters at the playground. Our house is in total destruction mode&#8211;the roof comes off this week&#8211;but progress is happening. I can&#8217;t envision this thing done, but apparently it will happen. I have an incredible lack of imagination on this. All I see are dollar signs as we need to pick out appliances, counters, fixtures and our savings account&#8211;like all of yours, I&#8217;m sure&#8211;is spiraling down, down, down, down, down&#8230;.<br \/><a onblur=\"try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}\" href=\"https:\/\/www.jennyandadam.com\/Jenny\/uploaded_images\/IMG_0735-767703.jpg\" rel=\"lightbox[247]\"><img decoding=\"async\" style=\"float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;\" src=\"https:\/\/www.jennyandadam.com\/Jenny\/uploaded_images\/IMG_0735-767626.jpg\" border=\"0\" alt=\"\" \/><\/a><br \/><a onblur=\"try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}\" href=\"https:\/\/www.jennyandadam.com\/Jenny\/uploaded_images\/IMG_2325-751898.jpg\" rel=\"lightbox[247]\"><img decoding=\"async\" style=\"float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;\" src=\"https:\/\/www.jennyandadam.com\/Jenny\/uploaded_images\/IMG_2325-751577.jpg\" border=\"0\" alt=\"\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>My daughter is enmeshed in wedding planning (at 5 a.m., she woke up, literally screaming, &#8220;I NEED MY BRIDE DRESS NOW! Where&#8217;s my white bride dress! Get it for me now!). We had a lovely conversation on Wednesday, mere hours before the start of Kol Nidre:<\/p>\n<p>Pie: I&#8217;m getting married today.<br \/>Me: Today is not such a good day to get married. <a href=\"http:\/\/en.wikipedia.org\/wiki\/Kol_Nidre\">Kol Nidre<\/a> is in just a couple of hours. <br \/>Pie: NO! I&#8217;m getting married <i>today<\/i>!<br \/>Me: And just who do you think is going to marry you today?<br \/>Pie: Jasmine!<br \/>Me: No, I meant, who is going to perform the ceremony? All the rabbis are busy today!<br \/>Pie: But my wedding is today!<br \/>Me: And what kind of reception will that be? You can&#8217;t serve any food! The grown-ups will all be fasting.<br \/>Pie: [getting furious] NO! MY WEDDING IS TODAY!<\/p>\n<p>Doodles is so Doodles. I can&#8217;t even elaborate on that. He&#8217;s just&#8230; well, Doodles.<\/p>\n<p>And me? Well, &#8220;Jenny is going off to see a movie by herself. No kids or spouses allowed.&#8221; And that sums it all up nicely.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Things are tense in my oh-so-tiny apartment and I&#8217;ve consolidated my life down to miniature size, which is why I&#8217;m having such a tough time blogging these days. I no longer think in blog terms&#8211;the most I think is one-line Facebook statuses. Writing actual paragraphs, strings of those oh-so-pithy status updates, if you will, now [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[13,5],"class_list":["post-247","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-uncategorized","tag-house","tag-pie"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.jennyandadam.com\/Jenny\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/247","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.jennyandadam.com\/Jenny\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.jennyandadam.com\/Jenny\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.jennyandadam.com\/Jenny\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.jennyandadam.com\/Jenny\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=247"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/www.jennyandadam.com\/Jenny\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/247\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.jennyandadam.com\/Jenny\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=247"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.jennyandadam.com\/Jenny\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=247"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.jennyandadam.com\/Jenny\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=247"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}