Howdy (I’m feeling Texan today, not sure why…)
Hanukkah Bush: 1. Usually, an attempt for families of mixed race to fuse Christmas and Hanukkah together. These have high potential for not looking totally lame because I personally think blue and white are prettier than red and green. 2. (according to Urban Dictionary) A long haired vagina that is well groomed vagina. As in: My friend Dreenie was like hey lex wanna see my christmas tree and i was like no way man check this Hanukkah bush.
Dreidel: A toy resembling a top used for gambling games. It usually ends up on the floor or in a dog’s small intestines (my childhood dog was very familiar with chomping on dreidels). Each side of the dreidel has a hebrew letter that abbreviate statements regarding how much of the jackpot of chocolate coins you get or if you have to put in more. All in all, I dont think you want to win if all you get are mediocre chocolate coins.
Hanukkiah: This is the eight candle holder (nine to be politically correct, but more on that later) that we use to light each night. The “miracle” is that in the old old temple (like before Jesus was even a thought or aka, BC), the olive oil used to light the menorah (which has seven candle holders) lasted for eight days. They were not trendy back then and didn’t know about coconut oil 😉
Shamash: This is the ninth or “middle” candle. Its kind of like someone with an “O” blood type: a universal donor. You can only like the candles each night using the shamash. You can’t just use a lighter. You CAN use a lighter to light the shamash. Anyhow, the shamash doesn’t really count though, there is a shamash every night so on the eighth day you end up lighting nine candles total. Confused yet?
Dad (aka, my “Abba”) Update:
My dad was indeed released Thursday from the hospital. Although it is good for him to be out of the hospital, I’m still worried and scared. For one, the hospital gave me some sense of security. Doctors and Nurses always there to help in case something goes wrong. And the worst thing is that is head hurts and the fact that his memory was slightly affected is really frustrating him. I want to help, but I can’t. He is angry and in pain, and there is no way I can alleiviate it. In many ways, maybe this is how he felt when I myself was in treatment or in my rock bottom stages of my ED. I’m worried the bleeding won’t be contained, I’m worried his memory wont come back, and most of all, I miss my old dad. Ok, I need to stop writing about this for today. My keyboard might get wet.
So onto something festive and delicious: cranberry apple sauce! Many homemade applesauce recipes require you to slave over a stove. I have no patience. I don’t see the harm in using my favorite kitchen appliance, the microwave! You will need:
-1 large apple of you choice (I used Fuji, but you can use your favorite kind)
-about 1/3 cup fresh cranberries (frozen works too)
-2 tsp cinnamon
-1 tbs honey
-1/2 cup water (or if you want to add more “apple” flavor, use apple juice or even cranberry juice)
-1 tsp sweetener of choice (I used brown sugar, but any fake sugar or white sugar will do)
Peel and chop the apples. Place all the remaining ingredients in a microwave safe container. If it has a lid, close it (if you dont, just cover it with a plate or saran wrap). Microwave on high for about 5 minutes. Its actually really yummy as is but if you want “sauce” blend it with blender/magic bullet or mash it up with a fork or potato masher. Goes great with latkes or even with pancake/french toast or with oatmeal! This recipe does not make that much, so if you want more, double or triple the recipe. I just did it this way for the “single” gals like myself!