My apologies to any Jewish friends who might be offended, however I do hope you see the ironic humor in this. Someone needs to educate this grocer.

My apologies to any Jewish friends who might be offended, however I do hope you see the ironic humor in this. Someone needs to educate this grocer.


I lived in a predominantly Jewish neighborhood for a short time as a kid and I got to celebrate Hanukkah AND Christmas with my friends and family. What a blessing. As a Christian, I view Judaism to be a vital part of my history and my heritage. Their story is my story.
For those of you readers who are unfamiliar with this eight day festival:
Hanukkah
Hanukkah or Chanukah (Hebrew for “dedication”), annual festival of the Jewish people celebrated on eight successive days. It begins on the 25th day of Kislev, the third month of the Jewish calendar, corresponding, approximately, to December in the Gregorian calendar. Hanukkah is also known as the Festival of Lights, Feast of Dedication, and Feast of the Maccabees.
Hanukkah commemorates the rededication of the Temple of Jerusalem by Judas Maccabee in 165 bc . Re-dedication was necessary because Antiochus IV Epiphanes, king of Syria and overlord of Palestine, had profaned (defiled) the temple. In 168 bc, on a date corresponding approximately to December 25 in the Gregorian calendar, the temple was dedicated to the worship of the pagan god Zeus Olympius by order of Antiochus, who forbade the practice of Judaism. An altar to Zeus was set up on the high altar. When Judas Maccabee recaptured Jerusalem three years later, he had the temple purged and a new altar put up in place of the desecrated one. The temple was then rededicated to God with festivities that lasted eight days (see 1 Maccabees chapters 3 and 4). According to tradition, only a one-day supply of nondesecrated olive oil could be found for the rededication, but that small quantity burned miraculously for eight days. Jews commemorate this event by lighting candles for the eight nights of Hanukkah. The principal source for the story of Hanukkah is the Talmud.
The principal feature of present-day Hanukkah celebrations is the lighting of candles, one the first night, two the second, and so on until eight candles have been lit in a special candelabrum called a menorah. A Hanukkah menorah has eight branches and a holder for an extra candle that is used to light the others. (A seven-branched menorah that also has its origins in biblical times is now a symbol for the state of Israel.) A blessing is said each night as the Hanukkah candles are lit.
Hanukkah is a festive family occasion, with special foods and songs. Children generally receive small gifts or money, known as Hanukkah gelt (money), each evening after the candles are lit. Foods fried in oil, such as latkes (potato pancakes) and doughnuts, commemorate the miracle of the oil. Sweet foods also are popular, and children may receive chocolate coins in place of Hanukkah gelt. Songs also play a part in the festivities and remind the family of the events commemorated.
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There are three Brachos (blessings) which are recited when the Chanukah candles are lit.
Blessed are You, Hashem our G-d, King of the universe, Who has sanctified us with His commandments, and has commanded us to Kindle the Chanukah light.
Blessed are You, Hashem our G-d, King of the universe, Who has wrought miracles for our forefathers, in those days at this season.
Blessed are You, Hashem our G-d, King of the universe, Who has kept us alive, sustained us, and brought us to this season.
After reciting the blessings and lighting the candles, the following paragraphs should recited or sung.
“Ha’Neiros halalu anachnu madlikin al hanisim ve’al hanifla’os, ve’al hat’shu’os ve’al hamilchamos, sh’asisa la’avoseinu bayamim hahem baz’man hazeh, al yedei kohaneicha hakedoshim. Vechol sh’monas yemei Chanukah, haneiros halalu kodesh hem. Ve’ein lanu reshus le’hishtamesh ba’hem, eh’la lir’osam bilvad, ke’dei le’hodos u’lehalel leshimcha hagadol al nisecha ve’al nifle’osecha ve’al yeshu’oshecha.”
These lights we kindle upon the miracles, the wonders, the salvations, and the battles which you performed for our forefathers in those days at this season through Your holy priests. During all eight days of Chanukah these lights are sacred, and we are not permitted to make ordinary use of them, but to look at them in order to express thanks and praise to Your great Name for Your miracles, Your wonders and Your salvations.
“Ma’oz tzur yeshu’asi
Lecha na’eh leshabe’ach
Tikone bais tefilasi
Ve’sham todah nezabe’ach
Le’es Tachin Mabe’ach
Mitzar ham’nabe’ach
Az egmor beshir mizmor
Chanukas hamizbe’ach.”
O mighty Rock of my salvation,
to praise You is a delight.
Restore my house of prayer
and there we will bring a thanksgiving offering.
When You will have prepared the slaughter
for the blaspheming foe,
Then I shall complete with a song of hymn
the dedication of the Altar.
I have a challenge for you guys. Regardless of your faith tradition, take some time and read about the Maccabees and the re-dedication of the temple. It’s all historical fact. These are a great people and their story is inspiring. I think you’ll like it.
Okay, okay. I haven’t exactly been writing about riding much lately, but I AM still riding — see I have proof. My husband took this of me on our last ride in November. I’m still hitting the trails and I love it. I still look like a total dork in full gear, but oh well. I’m out in the sun, getting exercise, building muscle, losing weight (7 1/2 pounds in November), etc. and with every mile I put on my bike, I’m one step closer to climbing Pikes Peak and other cool stuff. So looking like a dork or no, I’m out there.
Temps have been crazy in Tulsa and while my gear worked for the summer months, I’m finding the clothes don’t adjust well to cooler temps. I hit up a friend of mine for advice and they told me about this really cool web page. All you have to do is type in the Temp, Wind, Sunny or Cloudy, and Warm or Cool when you ride and this page will make suggestions on what to wear.
How freakin‘ — I mean – awesomely cool is that? Now, I’m sure all of you know about this page already, but on the off-chance someone does not, and wants to keep riding as long as possible, I offer up WHAT TO WEAR FROM BICYCLING DOT COM.
So if you want to ride outside through out as much of winter as possible, check out that really cool link. Stay healthy and stay warm. — See y’all on the road.

I used to be a computer technician in Chicago back in the 80’s. One day I got a trouble ticket for a computer in customer service. Seems some guy had seen me on the floor and spilled coke in his keyboard so that he could meet me. ( I don’t blame him really, I mean I was a babe. 😉 ) I took it downstairs and replaced it with another keyboard with a faulty space bar, because well, I thought he was kinda cute. I tortured that man for two months before agreeing to go out with him. Every week he’d ask me out, every week I’d say no. He finally tells me that he plays bass guitar in a band (yep, he played the guitar card.) and I agreed to ONE date. We went out for pizza and then a comedy club on December 3, 1988. I’ve been his ever since. 24 years later, a move across country, two wonderful boys (now grown men) and I still wouldn’t have it any other way. Love you babe!
This song brings chills to my arms every time I hear it. One of my favorite all time Christmas songs.
Mark Lowry is coming to Tulsa on January 11, 2012 — I personally think tickets to this concert will make excellent Christmas gifts. I’ve seen Mark live before and it’s a wonderful show and the price for tickets is unbelievable. You won’t want to miss it. CLICK HERE TO PURCHASE TICKETS BEFORE THEY SELL OUT — TULSA CONCERT POSTPONED. MARK BROKE HIS LEG IN A FALL. HE’LL BE HERE MAY 2, 2013.
I’ll never forget my first winter in Chicago and the time I tried to give a homeless person my coat. My boss stopped me and made me get on the train. I did not understand why he stopped me and I cried the whole way back to the office. He was protecting me. My kind heart over-rode common sense.
I moved to Tulsa seven years later and worked in the Bank of Oklahoma building on the 27th floor. They had an ice rink back in the 90’s and I’d go down there for coffee and breakfast. Every morning I’d see the same man with ragged clothes and I’d buy him breakfast. At lunch I’d sit by myself in the square and share my lunch and cigarettes with a few of the homeless men that hung around. My boss found out about it and made me stop. He said it wasn’t safe for a nice girl like me to be alone with these men. He thought I was putting myself in danger.
I shared that story recently with the wrong person and their response surprised me.
“Your boss was wrong. I mean you smoked. Obviously you weren’t a nice girl.”
They were so proud of their comment that they laughed. This wasn’t a heckler, I wasn’t even on stage when he said this. We were sitting at a kitchen table sharing dinner with friends. A heckler I can handle, this — I just smiled and changed the subject before getting really quiet and letting other people control the conversation. It’s an old survival skill from childhood, if you let them know they got to you they come back for more. I’ve learned how to hide crumbling.
Just because I can hide it doesn’t mean I don’t crumble sometimes.
Knowing what this man said is a lie doesn’t change the impact of his words. The committee in my brain is now in high gear, passing those words around like a cheap bottle of wine. “You’ll never fit in.”, “You can’t trust people.”, “He’s right you know. You are trash.”, “I’m never coming back here again.”
Every fiber of my being now wants to show this man how “not nice” I’m capable of being. Oh you think smoking is bad, wait until I tell you about the time I did thus and such! The committee is also offering up questions on his mother’s marital status when he was born as well as her emotional temperament. In 24 hours I ruminate every possible come back. They are wonderful come backs by the way, I’m always brilliant after the fact. The problem is those comebacks do nothing for my heart and just keep the hurt feelings going while Mr Idiot has no idea that I’m even wounded.
At this point, I’m the one wounding myself by repeatedly hitting the replay button on the DVD in my brain.
I want to stop the spiral. I try to read. I pray. I stare at my phone to call a friend, but it’s too heavy and then an amazing thing happens, I receive a Christmas card from a friend. Inside the card is a puzzle piece with these words:
“YOU GLOW and you do more than light up a room — you light up the hearts of all who are in it.”
Her card is postmarked several days earlier, and arrives just in time to soothe my heart and my brain. She doesn’t even know about the incident yet. I now have a choice, I can hit the replay button on the remarks that hurt me OR I can choose to believe my friend and her words of encouragement. So what if one man thinks I’m trash. He’s an idiot. I have a wealth of friends who think otherwise and their voices are loud enough to put the committee to rest.
It is said that silence equals approval. I neither agreed with nor approved of his comment and yet I remained silent. I don’t have to be quiet just to prove I’m nice. There is nothing to be gained by staying silent when someone lies about my value to my face. There are a number of acceptable responses that I could have used. My therapist says when someone throws a prickly pear at us (an insult), we don’t have to catch it nor do we need to throw it back. We can simply say things like “ouch” or calmly speak truth, “that’s not true about me.” Simple phrases like that stop most people in their tracks and give them the chance to clean it up.
I’ll try and remember that next time. In the mean time, I’m taking my puzzle piece from my friend and posting on my bathroom mirror. I glow, not only do I light up a room, I light up the hearts of all who are in it. — And so do you.
Question: How do you respond to thoughtless (or maybe not so thoughtless) comments? I’d love to hear from you.