Of Trains and Men (and the lessons they fail to learn)…

I am a train commuter. We are a growing breed here in Israel, but when I first started taking the train, just over 4 1/2 years ago, we were still something of a novelty. While searching for my current job, I vowed that I would do everything I could to find a position that allowed me to commute by train. My previous job (which is probably deserving of its very own blog, as some...

I've got the news blues

Well, here it is, Friday afternoon. I’ve promised He that I would make an entry over the weekend, and this may be my only opportunity to do so, given that I usually spend my waking hours at home chasing after the little one, who is tremendously enjoying showing off his new walking skills (which, when mixed with his drawer and shelf “reorganization” skills...

She and He ARE something something…

He’s got an attitude and a penchant for drink. She’s sleep-deprived and caffeine-dependent. Together, they’re something something – a translation of the Israeli term “mashehu-mashehu” (say it with us – we know you can), which is used to describe something pretty damned impressive (like this blog, for instance). This brand new blog to hit the...