Little One: Mommy, did you and Daddy fight the ancient Greeks and win, or was that just Grandma and Grandpa? Tweet
I’ll be the first one to admit that I probably don’t have as much self-confidence as I should, so when I discovered a particular email in my inbox two days ago, the first thing I did (after turning to my husband and telling him in a shaky voice about the email’s contents), I forwarded it to Lisa to ask if it was real. “Yup, it’s for real,”...
Welcome to all new something something readers and commenters. While the site rules are maintained on a different page (with a link in the tabs above), I just thought it might be a good idea to post a reminder here. Of course, most of you are fabulous and have absolutely nothing to worry about. You guys are great! However, for those of you who feel break the rules and I decide...
There is something you need to understand. I, along with many other Israelis, am disturbed by the loss of so many innocent Palestinian lives. The situation is not a simple one, and the rules of war are not so easy to follow when one side purposely chooses to endanger its own population. In an ideal war, if one can say such a thing, armies would battle other armies, and do...
As far as I’m concerned, they can all go to hell, those bleeding-heart armchair warriors abroad who are far too busy to condemn Hamas when Israel shows restraint in the face of thousands of rockets and missiles, yet don’t hesitate to cry foul when Israel dares to defend itself and protect its citizens. Hypocrites the lot, as you conveniently ignore the truly one...
“Who’s that,” asked the Little One, as we sat in front of the television watching a story about the Kadima party on the evening news. “The Prime Minister,” I responded. “I want him to die,” said the Little One, rather innocently. The husband and I exchanged glances over our child’s head. The Little One’s only concrete...
Overheard… “Did you know that I also speak English,” said the Little One to the three year-old girl he’d met only an hour earlier, and with whom he was now holding hands as they walked along the path towards our cottage at this guesthouse in the Arava where we once again found ourselves. If this is how he’s choosing to impress girls when...
Prime Minister Olmert, despite your obvious shortcomings and your proclivity towards questionably ethical activity, I wanted to believe that you carried at least a modicum of intelligence and a sense of responsibility towards and respect for the office of the Prime Minister, but with each passing day, you are going out of your way to prove me wrong. You, Mr. Prime Minister...
One of the best moves I’ve made during my time in Israel was to leave my job in a technical writing outsourcing agency and make the leap into the local hi-tech industry. My life changed socially as well as professionally, as I suddenly found myself in a Hebrew-speaking environment instead of an English-speaking one. Instead of spending my days in a comfort zone...
Two weeks ago, after hearing that one of the Little One’s close friends in preschool had come down with the chicken pox, I quickly made an appointment for the Little One to get vaccinated. Rumor has it that he was okay until he saw the needle, but far less keen once he caught on. Several days later, and the boy was spotty. “A reaction to the vaccination,” we...