Daily Archives: October 24, 2026

Rawr! B*** in der Kitch oorah

I like it Thweet and Thauthy 😋 😏 😍

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So F***n git 🙄 😏

I miss my friends from Ktown! Nara, Joy, Adrian and Darius dis is for you guys ♥️💋 gd luv ya 😘 💖

I love adorning myself with a variety of buttons. Ever since I was taught to sew, I enjoy analyzing detail to accessories that much more *shrug*. I prefer originality over a cheap copy. Dont you agree? This *puff sleeve* rich Blue mini dress 👗 was designed and sewn by mwa. I absolutely love when our Hotel stays provide *sewing kits* for us when we travel, don’t you?

At Joel’s funeral, I was asked if I wanted to give over a eulogy. I politely declined the offer. Growing up *Public Speaking* and singing were not encouraged for the female gender. What happens if she’s a *they* now? Or as Joel liked to describe: *androgynous*. I wonder. I haven’t *asked a Rabbi* or a Jewish authoritative figure about it.

DJ 8 Ball and I at Brachts in Hanover Park, Illinios. May he rest in peace. 💔

When i arrived in Austrailia, I was hounded with culture shock in addition to more *rules* and restrictions. It was like going from one prison facility to the next. I felt trafficked. I had worked my entire life for the experience of finally getting to meet *Chaim* – Joel’s most cherished bestie, aside from Charlie Hendlish. I was forbidden yet again from riding on a horse. Ive frequented *Griffith Park* on many occasion during my time at summer camp as well as family weekend trips. It was a non-issue to take part in that wonderful hobby. I appreciate being able to place *one leg on each side* now. My husband also loves it when I wear a *Chasity * belt when we fornicate in bed. He likes having that much power over someone just as powerful- maybe even more (if I do say so myself). 🤷

Chaim, a survivor asked me: “How is my *son*”. At the time of our long awaited meet-up, he was way into his seniority. He tried to tell me about an encounter he had with a nazi. I didnt quite understand what he was trying to express to me but I listened and was receptive to his anguish. He was so traumatized I could hear it in his voice. He gestured to his leg and told me in a trembling and shakey cadence- *they shot my leg*. I dont know much about Chaim. Joel seldom spoke about alot of what *went down* during that trying time in his life, understandably so. In later years, he told me he was open to me writing a memoir about him. I guess this blog is my way of honoring his legacy. 👋

these are one of my favorite types of penguins 🐧 😍 ❤️ 💕 *The Macoroni Penguin*. I just think they are super *exotic*. 💋

we enjoyed this refreshing and satisfying drink today on our fun outing 😀 😋 😊 its from Hardee’s.

I have *light sensitivity* (as well as sun). It’s really challenging living in a world where daytime is when the majority of humanity is *awake*. I love working the graveyard shift. My sleeping habits are not of the norm because my circadian rhythm is *nocturnal* akin to Bats. Joel and I, operated on similar sleep schedules thats why I genuinely enjoyed caring for him albeit at times extremely challenging as we had *our moments* just like anyone else who is engaged in a genuine, loving and passionate relationship. We fought and we apologized. We never considered ourselves to be *fragile* like certain family members labeled us as. I’m not a victim to my circumstances and neither was he. I will never consider Joel a victim of the Holocaust. He was a survivor and Champion in every possible way you can imagine. He would always find a way no matter the hardship. When the love of his life- Grandma passed, ive never seen him so low. It was beyond excruciating to witness. When we spoke on the phone, after the funeral, I knew we were in for some really difficult days ahead. I will never forget that phone call for as long as I live. I will never ever forget the day I said *I love you* to him on his deathbed, not knowing that would be my final time expressing my most genuine sentiment to him. I will never *move on*. I will never ever be the same *chancheenu”. Forever, emotionally dismantled. 💔

These were just shipped to my office by my loving and generous spouse😘. They are *Payne* prescription bifocals. Style: Cat-Gatspy.