Amber is the Color of Her Energy

One last *ciao*. Dressed to the nines because we appreciate ♥️ eachother.

Heading out to Papa John’s our favorite non-kosher pizza tomorrow 😋 so excited. Happy Saturday! 😘💋

Just us dis week! We feasting on duck roast with homemade gravy. Stir fry-mushrooms and onions. Rice pilaf. Asparagus with garlic, salt and oil. Mashed potatoes+ country crock. 😋 . And as per special request: Bacon Ranch pasta salad. Pastries for dessert. We usually devour one to our liking 👍 😀 We are closing out the intimate evening with a cozy film and Stovetop Cajun popped 🍿 (my dear childhood friend’s recipe) on the couch. We haven’t decided which one yet, most likely a Kobe Bryant documentary i discovered on YouTube- my spouse loves basketball 😀.

have a wonderful weekend my friends! ❤️

I love Returning ❤️ 😍 💖 ❣️ 💕

Joel’s favorite tree was *Pine*. So much so that he kept a plastic one in the elegant dining room at 744. It was beautiful and resembled a Christmas tree. This year we purchased an enormous one. My partner and I love a good gift exchange and it only gets more interesting over time. We love attending our workplace Holiday parties and enjoy partaking in secret Santa! 🙊

We love coming to work 😇

*Connie* was a dear friend of the family. She used to visit Grandma’s house on Sundays after she attended Church. She was the sweetest little thing. Petite and Grey. She was so warm in that senior-citizen-grandma-way. Joel would ask her weekly if she attended *Church* in his thick foreign Polish accent. He was always so gracious to every guest. As long as you respected Joel and were *in line* with your manners and habits, he revered you. That’s how it was around glass coffee table chatter at 744. He used to preach to me how you dont have to love everyone. You dont even have to like everyone. But you have to respect 🙏 🫡 💯 👏 everyone. I think the idf was extremely fortunate to have him on board. Its unfortunate just how dirty they did him

His *Princess* . He loved to treat me out 😀 Canters was his fave. He loved giving charity and encouraged me to dedicated alot of my life to philanthropic work. Its been quite the ride let me tell ya 😉 Chabad especially benefitted immensely from my grandparents generosity and they just kept comin and comin. They love *returning.* they encourge that verb daily! They love it. *Am yisrael Chai* folks. If anyone needs a good place to *leech* off of when youre famished, from war, illness, poverty ect, i encourage you to politely knock on your local chabad houses door. They seem to evoke an *open door policy* and are adept at fundraising. God 🙌

Poetry Prompt: Color

It’s your fault.
You gifted him the colored coat.
Blue, matching our eyes.
*smize*
He’s at his demise.
In the purple Pit,
They spit and spit.
His teeth went from White
To Yellow.

Golden like
The token
You made him out to be.
A fantasy. Not reality.

Now he’s Brown
Looking like a clown.
He’s in the sun
Working with his Gun

The rain pours
He sleeps and Snores.
Outside and on the inside
Hes empty.
Abandoned and neglected
He seemed to have reflected
On what transpired

Shazam.

A Rainbow appears.
Cheers
He got it back.
It’s straight off the Rack.
It’s color coded.
He is now Blood Red.
And thankfully,
Not yet Dead.

Waiting on the chauffeur to come fetch me 🙂 😀 he orders the car for me when necessary. He also gifted me these elegant pink bracelets on Saturday. I feel truly blessed 🙌 😇