The most important thing I took away from this FIDF benefit dinner is that I have no money.
Secondly, I stand with Israel. Today, forever, always.

The most important thing I took away from this FIDF benefit dinner is that I have no money.
Secondly, I stand with Israel. Today, forever, always.

I am going to the FIDF (Friends of the Israel Defense Forces) gala tonight, and I’m feeling JUST LIKE Cinderella. Except instead of a new blue ball gown, a twice-worn short black dress that may or may not fit. And instead of gleeful mice helping me get ready, a family of beady-eyed rabid rats scratching at my balcony door. And instead of a horse-drawn carriage, a delayed 6 train car with two separate puddles of urine. And instead of a fairy god mother, my jewish mother texting me right after I post this to ask “so who’s going tonight?” And instead of Prince Charming, a balding jew in finance.
Basically we’re both blondes.
Well, this season we’re both blondes.
I’m so excited that Bill Cosby is back on the touring circuit because rape jokes were ALWAYS funny, but think of how much funnier they’ll be when told by an actual rapist!!!!
Go home, Bill. Or to jail. Or to hell. I don’t care just go.
If there was an “I don’t care” button right next to the “Like” button, it would prevent 98% of the useless crap on Facebook from ever being posted, as most people wouldn’t risk having the “I don’t cares” outnumber the “likes” on their cat photo. People would actually think twice about what they’re putting out there for the world to read, and it would undoubtedly cut down on all the mindless bullshit being posted.
But like, THIS post you would “Like.” Right, guys?
Never mind. I take everything back.
I have had no voice for the past few days, and trying to order my coffee in a loud, crowded Starbucks has been a challenge (I’m pretty sure if you google “First World Problems,” this is the exact definition). Yesterday they got my order completely wrong, so today I thought I’d be proactive. When the cashier asked for my order, I handed her my phone, which said this:
She smiled and wrote it down.
Then, this:
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Daylight Savings Time is the Universe’s way of teaching us that if we scream and bitch and moan and cry about the winter cold and darkness every single day for 4 months straight, we will eventually get our way.
Or, I don’t know. A broader lesson.
My emilysposts1@gmail.com inbox is full of stories like this from people I’ve never met. Keep ’em coming, they make my day! (as do the more serious and personal mental health related emails, which of course I would never post, but please know, if I haven’t told you already, how much they touch my heart.)
Watch Unbreakable Kimmy Schmidt. On Netflix. Immediately.
Created by Tina Fey.
My favorite part is the completely unamused brother. Every family has that sibling. #stephanie
Watch the video ’til the end. It only gets better.
You’re welcome.
Yup. This about sums you up, Starbucks.