Posts tagged ‘Michigan’

May 23, 2013

Attack of The Miscreant Zombies !!!

by Teréza Eliasz-Solomon (HeiressMommy™)

ZombieOfOzJust when you thought they learned a lesson to cease and desist … they are back. Well , actually they never left in that advisers, attorneys and law enforcement remain involved and constantly vigilant in order to protect me and my family, plus prepare for upcoming litigatory situations. What you ask am I referencing? Oh you all know – it is The Miscreants™, THE REAL Evil Doers Club™ and THE REAL Devil’s Daughter™. Certainly if you follow me regularly and definitely if you know me personally, there is no REAL surprise here – in fact, many of you are in commiseration , act to  console and advise me on thwarting these loathsome creatures [for which I and hubby remain eternally grateful]. It seems the night crawlers are reading me on social media sites – odd as it seems, they can read but I do not doubt my large word verbiage and complex ideas leave them baffled and confused.  Truly exhausting is my task – I have tried to educate these sub-par individuals with REAL legal tutorial blog posts and my dear husband the same in a multiple page and quite definitive letter to starter wife’s attorney. Alas, the mental deficiencies and possible [seemingly apparent] derangement leaves them wanting for clarity as to the hows and whys of the legal morass they have placed themselves in this past year. Again, I find humor in their feeble attempts at insult toward me – I am without the posture to be offended on the utterances of fools and so I remain happy, content and confident in my life … but oh baby, am I ever going to enjoy Court dates with my well appointed, professionally coiffed and couture clothed self testifying against these horrible people. Equally great fun and that which hubby, I and those who love and support us are also looking forward to are the many articles, interviews and more where I shall present to them what REAL dignity and innate outer and inner beauty looks like. Exposing REAL life stories and deeds of such repugnant persons is pure justice and only that which their own actions have reaped. Fair is fair as they saying goes. Told publisher and my dear publicist to make sure many appearances to promote my books are booked for Michigan, Chicago and Pennsylvania – all places I love and that the zombies dwell within. Yes indeed, it is true what they say “payback is a REAL bitch” and vengeance is ALL mine this time. Difference between me and them … dear G-d there are too many to enumerate but for this post, lets say I/hubby dear do ONLY legal forms of retaliation, along with a bit of showing off our GREAT life and wonderful stuff – just enough to have miscreants eat their ugly evil hearts out. Hmm … not my usual style but what the hell, they REALLY deserve it – don’t you agree my darling readers?

That is all for now but rest assured that in my REAL year end (2013) memoir, Heiress Mommy … A Modern Super Woman Life! all the wonderfully salacious detail of what, when and how each of these referenced human beings exposed themselves for their pitiful existence and REAL crimes and self destruction in attempts to hurt me, my husband and REAL family will be shared.  For now know that I guffawed all morning when my REAL “internet ninja” shared the latest bogus suggestions from the miscreant zombies about my appearance, attire choices and writing ability – guess I should thank them for the early day frivolity!!!

P.S. I must admit that  the bottom dwellers have been good little students … I explained in previous legal tutorial blog posts that the upcoming lawsuits against them were on account of slander, defamation and harassment BUT they could, as can I or anyone else, insult, use hyperbole, argue with, share REAL opposing opinions – as such and for the most part, even though bogus and without REALITY basis, they are keeping in recent rants within those instruction. However, they still post misinformation and somewhat anti-Semitic toned statements – so along with already filed grievances and investigations [soon to be scheduled Court dates and lawsuit filings], the most recent found Facebook comments will be reviewed. Sorry but they should have never begun their [as one L.A. adviser calls it] “reign of terror” against myself, my husband, REAL family, friends and colleagues a few years ago. Stay tuned – and read the papers, buy my book and in the mean while remember to ALWAYS read my blog post. Who knows, maybe you will get an invitation to one of my grand fetes or book signing party near you – I REALLY love a good time gathering of the best people!!!

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May 2, 2013

What Detroit SHOULD Learn From Philadelphia!

by Teréza Eliasz-Solomon (HeiressMommy™)

Detroit

I was shown a Twitter comment a few days ago suggesting that places like New York were “overrated” and so that Michigan born individual suggested that it was best to head back to Detroit. Why yes – that is if you are going to do as the late Tony Goldman did and now his daughter … that is to REALLY address and not faux champion the problems in that once iconic Michigan city. Recently (April 2013) at the inaugural meeting of Project for Public Spaces at Westin Book Cadillac, downtown Detroit investor, Dan Gilbert and now CEO, Jessica Gold Srebnick , seemed posed to offer that REAL dedication to the basic and core history – one might say flavor – of this Midwestern city. What was discussed in needing to be foremost in any redevelopment plans was the creative and herculean effort such an under taking requires. May I add that it seems quite obvious the fawning influx of middle class young suburbanites and surely temporary inner city Detroit residents is NOT the solution. Like my beloved hometown of Philadelphia, like New York City and Miami – you need REAL devotees of a place in order to save and then grow that community. Love I tell you is not only the answer for a personal life but REAL love is needed to save a city and to make it blossom.

Location,  location, location is the well known mantra used as instruction when one buys a home or starts a business and it is also the geographical dictate that often helps decide the destiny of a city, town or community. Some places like the historical city of Philadelphia lucked out by having itself center East Coast – near to the world’s REAL capital, New York City, close to this nation’s government center, Washington, D.C. and easy travel launch to the rest of the world. Both New York City and Philadelphia are blessed to be the center for a ring of REAL thriving neighborhoods – middle and working class boroughs and suburbs are logistically attached through public transportation and even decent highway, bridges, and tunnels. Add the plethora of universities, medical centers, major companies, art/entertainment venues and such – these two cities thrive where places like Detroit can never hope to in just the commerce and activity quotient alone. However, not only location make these East Coast cities more stable than its Michigan poor cousin – no, it is also the REAL strength of diversity from nationalities, ethnic groups, races, social economic levels that forge a stronger and more resilient platform for sustained growth. Not always peacefully coexisting to be sure but still interacting and hence interdependent are the varied demographics of places like NYC, Philadelphia, Boston and Miami. You know the reality is – in it together for better or worse – what forces these historically prominent places to go the distance and make things work no matter the obstacles.

Oh baby, hard work is certainly part and parcel of making a city be relevant and vibrant. Government and civic oversight a must in development and sustaining of our nation’s oldest cities. My own family and many friends were and still are at the forefront of Philadelphia prospering. The City of Brotherly Love was blessed from G-d to have [for two terms beginning in 1991] as its Mayor, Ed Rendell – he who demanded, cajoled and more the business types into doing the right thing to make the city a destination world class place. In my memoir, Heiress Mommy …  A Modern Super Woman Life! there will be so much to relate my very essence to  the city of my birth, Philadelphia. Almost DNA for me is how distinctly important that city was and is to my family history, successes and narrative.  Not nostalgia as many reminiscence about the “good old days” when Detroit prospered on the determinate factor involved in its being the automobile manufacturing center of the world but instead East Coast cities have morphed and expanded while keeping the respectful denotation of past glories and accomplishments. There is moral imperative in keeping a city center vital despite the suburbanization of its population – not at all different than acknowledging those relatives that went before each generation and by hard work made more success possible for their offspring. I am snobbery to a fault  in thinking but probably correct at the same time in the belief that only a REALLY astute and sophisticated population can overcome narrow minded preoccupation to allow the inclusiveness necessary to work, school and seek entertainment in a heterogeneous city center. Why even the Midwest city of Chicago has despite its center of country locale  managed to sustain a panache – a desirous draw to new and old residence alike. Why then not Detroit? Easy answer for me is that the groups that comprised a thriving motor city at one time just never REALLY worked together in effort to make it better – no, they just segregated to their bedroom communities and dismissed “those people” as the “other“. Come on readers,  you know its true … race relations and prejudice by the less than intellectual and far from progressive white middle class damned that city and still makes it nearly impossible to reconfiguration it into something modern and valuable. My wise husband was born and bred in Michigan – near Detroit and is stunned and very impressed with the difference here on the East Coast; he fell in love with inclusive intellectual awareness that Philadelphia offers its many citizens. In discussions and attempted analysis my husband’s first hand Detroit experiences have allowed him to surmise that the prejudicial and minimal scoped attitude of most suburban Detroit residences has lead to its demise. As I have in other blog posts,  I must mention my own personal awareness and battles with the lesser type bedroom community dwellers from that area: for these strip mall shoppers, it is that despite a few budget trips aboard and for a few a four year State college education or community college for others, they remain narrow minded and destructive. Their kind would never consider helping inner city Detroit minority youths and yet are willing to do an occasional Haiti “mission” in order to get their once in a lifetime photo opportunity. Is it in the water hubby and I often joke? Why here on the East Coast or places like Chicago do even those without benefit of  travel or higher education seem so much more erudite and willing to embrace REAL life possibilities than their similar types in the Detroit area? Is that a matter of location too or could it be the suburb’s ghetto attitude that you are born, live, work, school and die in that place being just fine that which has so limited the possibilities for REAL achievement in Detroit? All or some of these reasons need to be outed, dissected and addressed if ever in the words of Motown great Stevie Wonder there is “living, living just enough for the city” is to happen!

November 20, 2012

A Wedding Anniversary Tale: How NPR, Jaguars And Eagles Got Me Married!

by Teréza Eliasz-Solomon (HeiressMommy™)

Our Wedding 2003A REALLY good looking guy walks into a diner and … sounds like a set up line for a joke but no joking here – the love of my life, Chester Michael Eliasz-Solomon did just that August 2003 and made me his wife just a few months later on 29 November 2003. Yes indeed, my blue eyed Prince and I married on a snowy Saturday evening in formal attire surrounded by REAL family and friends. Everyone was dressed in gowns and tuxedos – all in my chosen color theme of shimmering black and white – with red and white rose flowers for all attendants that were the choice of my groom. I still am moved and flattered when recalling the words my soon to be husband spoke when he first saw me walk down the aisle; “I have NEVER seen or known a more beautiful woman in all my life!” Our wedding video shows us both with tear filled eyes that express the pure joy that we two felt at being so blessed to be joined in holy matrimony; Photos taken at French themed wedding dinner that followed make evident the glowing passion we have for one another. Now you are surely wondering – what National Public Radio, Jaguar Cars and the Philadelphia Eagles Football Team have to do with our ninth wedding anniversary – of course, I am going to tell you my darling readers. No – not every detail – that full absolutely amazing story is being saved for my  memoir, Heiress Mommy … a Modern Super Woman Life!, but still sharing here enough to make you all know that REAL and true everlasting love does happen when one least expects it. Prepare to do the “Oh My G-d” exclamations because our story is definitely that and so much more.

I think we all know that moi is a bit of a “snob” – only in the good sense in that I am also quite egalitarian. I do readily admit to adoring the finer things in life but singularly because of quality and not status. As such, I do NOT like diners or chain restaurants or other similar middle of the middle type food establishments – certainly NEVER a place similar to those decidedly “un-hip” and far from/totally not “trendy” and definitely NOT in any way upscale venues frequented by often referred to loathsome miscreants [that they apparently keep manically posting photos of/likes for on their Facebook pages] you have read about in my posts. None-the-less, there were circumstances beyond my control placing me in that location during summer 2003 and there it was that I found my true love. Widowed three years prior after twenty years of a good and solid marriage, I was not looking for a second trip to the altar but love rushed in and REALLY swept me off my feet in a suburban diner – where normally I would NEVER have been under any usual occurrences. Meant to be is how I see it because despite the serendipity nature of our meeting and my best efforts to not get involved, I fell head over heels in love with the most amazing man in the world not very long after the day we met and  first chatted about NPR, Jaguars and Eagles Football.

I am a naturally gregarious friendly type – love people and enjoy interesting conversation. Me being me, I asked blue eyed Prince if the Jaguar parked outside was his – my own latest Jaguar car being a [bought with my own cash by me/for me] brand new champagne colored 2001 XKR convertible with custom tires and his a “starter” Jag X-type, which he proceeded to tell me was leased. Actually it turned out that we both had acquired our cars at the same Main Line, Philadelphia dealership. Hmmm – “leased” Jag I thought … still, it showed good taste in cars – which I uncharacteristically for a female know lots about. Thank G-d cute guy made no mention of a juvenile affection for Volkswagen so called “Beetle Bug” [yes my dear followers, yet another Michigan miscreant 50 year old loser lady reference, lol]. Noticing this sweet voiced fellow was reading an Eagles Football Team’s new hometown stadium brochure, I then mentioned that I was a very proud born and bred Philadelphian and I loved football and all sports in fact. That began a serious conversation about team loyalty – seeing how intelligent and well spoken my new acquaintance was, I asked if he ever listened to my favorite radio sports show on NPR, “Only a Game!” – I explained that this listening pleasure combined erudite thinking with well thought out sports analysis, which for me was best of two worlds. Prince guy answered no but he liked NPR and would be sure to tune into my suggested listening choice ASAP. Now I would love to tell you it was only my keen mind and sports acumen that hooked this cutie but you know how men are … here I will only vaguely admit and allude to what my darling later told me he thought as I walked away towards the diner’s lavatory in my form fitting black Capri pants and little white summer top – something like “Wow, I would like to get to know her BETTER …”. Be good dear readers – whatever blanks you are filling in are probably true and maybe – just maybe – the full thought my guy was having will be detailed in my memoir. Suffice it to say, this fine gentleman tells me it was the full package – what he describes as my élan – my mind, body and soul that had him think he must act on his intuitive feelings and ask me out then and there.

Why don’t we get together for drinks or dinner some time and continue our conversation?” was cute guy’s suggestion. I explained that life for me was complicated at that moment and being widowed so recently – well, I was not sure. Cleverly, blue eyed Prince quipped back that he was not proposing marriage but just a friendly get together – and so we exchanged telephone numbers on back of diner’s business cards. It took a week but we did get together and were never apart after that – daily meet ups and travel in that “starter” Jaguar of his, multiple phone calls every day, long letters and a REAL almost instantaneous knowing that we two were meant to be husband and wife. We shared our REAL life stories – each full of blessings but also sorrows – agreeing, as I put it, that each of us had suffered more than some but less than most. My darling loved my biography and still, as then, expressed an amazement and appreciation for my REAL optimistic love of life. I admired his decency and brilliance – his goodness and kind manner. Needless to say, we found the other adorable – a REAL mutual admiration and attraction developed quickly and so it was that, as I detailed in my blog (9 September 2012)  post “My Own 9/11 Story”, Chester Michael proposed to me on 11 September 2003, with a magnificent diamond ring he designed himself just a few weeks after we met. Fast you are thinking – well my friends – when it is REALLY right, it is the only thing to do … seize the moment, Carpe Diem, as the saying goes. I accepted the beautifully worded [poem included] proposal and we immediately began planning our formal elegant wedding – my new finance doing most of that task and thus allowing me to feel the security and confidence that he REALLY wanted me as his life partner because NOTHING and NO ONE would prevent our marrying. I can not wait to share all of this truly glorious tale in my memoir – for ours is a REAL love story that will inspire many in that we thwarted all those naysayer and evil doer miscreant types to do as we believed G-d intended by becoming husband and wife.

He is strong and handsome, and I love him for that, and I admire him and I am proud of him,

but I would love him without those qualities. If he were plain, I would love him; if he were a

wreck, I would love him. And I would work for him and slave over him and pray for him and

watch by his bedside until I died. Yes, I think I love him merely because he is mine and is masculine.

The Diaries of Adam & Eve, Translated by Mark Twain

[For my husband, Chester Michael Eliasz-Solomon: Happy 9th Wedding Anniversary my darling

… the best is REALLY yet to come!!!]

P.S. Ours was a civil ceremony  – having always wanted to add a religious aspect, we are now involved in planning a Rabbinical marriage vow renewal ceremony and grand celebratory fete on our next wedding anniversary  … by then we will [G-d willing] be living more months as California residents and so either in our new hometown or that which we recently began giving serious consideration to – the possibility of a castle somewhere in Europe, with a few hundred of our REAL family and friends, we will again say “I do … promise to REALLY love, TRULY honor and COMPLETELY cherish until death do us part and then be joined throughout eternity”!

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