When I see the world through the eyes of my child, it is an infinitely more beautiful, simpler place. The look of pure joy on his face as he runs out to our porch to see the plane he hears flying overhead, the excitement of watching trains go by, the pleasure of seeing so many cars on the road. His world consists of his family, his friends and his favorite television...
Call me naive and idealistic, but I find that there’s something very empowering about the democratic process. Voting excites me, especially here, where there are so many parties to choose from, and a population small enough to feel that you might be able to make a difference, that you can make your vote count. We went to our polling station this morning, Husband, the...
I am a child of the 80s, a decade of contrasts. On the one hand, outstanding music (if you don鈥檛 like it, I don鈥檛 care), and on the other, fashion statements and hairstyles that would probably be best forgotten. I was reminded of both yesterday after discovering a wonderful link to hundreds of 80s music videos. I reminisced through viewings of Scritti Politti鈥檚 Perfect Way...
I averted my eyes from the television last night, so that I would not have to watch the humiliation of Palestinian prisoners being paraded in front of the cameras in their underwear, hands held high over their heads in surrender. The Israeli military raided the Jericho prison yesterday in order to retrieve those believed responsible for the assassination of former Israeli...
If you’re reading this, you know that we’ve returned. Apparently, Blogger was a bit glitchy over the past few days, resulting in something something suddenly disappearing for about a day. More than a little stressful, and thanks to those of you who sent emails asking what was up. Now I know how many readers we have! 馃檪 Tweet
Just a few random issues that I’ve been dealing with lately… The concept of having to watch what you say around your kids was really brought home to me recently. While fiddling with the home computer one morning, it suddenly froze up. Fearing that I鈥檇 just lost all my work, I swore, emphatically repeating the same word three times. Suddenly, a small voice next to...
Looks like I’ve been tagged again! Thanks Emah S – I owe you one… 馃檪 Here we go! Q: WHOS THE 4TH PERSON ON YOUR RECEIVED CALL LIST?A: Don’t know – it only shows a number. Q: WHATS YOUR MAIN RINGTONE ON YOUR PHONE?A: Karma Chameleon (slave to the 80s that I am!) Q: WHAT WERE YOU D0ING AT MIDNIGHT LAST NIGHT?A: sleeping and coughing Q: WHAT DID THE...
One of the most interesting aspects of living in Israel is the melting pot of native English speakers that one can encounter. Over the years, I have had the pleasure of spending time with Scots, Welsh, English, South Africans, Australians, New Zealanders, Canadians, and many, many Americans. As a result of this, my English has become a bastard mix of words from around the...
I鈥檝e been asked to get a bit more personal and write about my son. Well, I鈥檓 nothing if not accommodating (or at least try to be when possible), so here it goes! Our child is now nearly 20 months old (annoying isn鈥檛 it, how parents count the age of their children in months?), and needless to say he is the light of our lives, the apple of our eye, and pretty much any other...
I know we need the rain. Really I do. I just don鈥檛 need it right now, though. The walk between my office and the train station was simply dreadful today. God is spitting down buckets of the wet stuff, and I cling to my umbrella for dear life while navigating sidewalks that were clearly not created with any serious thought for inclement weather, pedestrians, etc. The water on...