In honor of my 40th birthday, I’ve decided to share 40 facts about me that you may or may not know… 1. My favorite colors are hunter green and burgundy. 2. My first pet was a gerbil. His name was Ninky. My second gerbil was Harvey. 3. I was born with a bilateral choanal atresia. This means that I was born without air passages leading from my nose to my throat. 4. I...
Four years ago today, everything changed. The Little One pushed his way into the world, hijacking our lives and our hearts. I spent a good part of those first few weeks crying, usually when I set eyes upon the little guy, but often while watching random television commercials as well. Officially, I chalk it up to the hormones that were raging around my body, but there’s...
Prime Minister Ehud Olmert is a man who is clearly preoccupied with his own ass. He spends inordinate amounts of time coming up with ways to save it, and if one were to speak figuratively, it would seem that as asses go, his should be rather large, given the sheer number of tricks and party favors lurking about inside, waiting to be pulled out as needed, to be dangled in front...
The following conversation took place during our trip to the US… Me: So, Little One, what would you think about coming back next summer for a month? You could go to day camp. Little One: What’s day camp? Me: A place where you could go swimming, learn new songs and games, play. There are lots of fun things to do in camp. Little One: Who would I play with? Me: Other...
When told that there is no need to add sugar to your newly-received latte because it is presweetened, be afraid. Be very afraid. Goo Gone is very effective for removing Silly Putty from the pocket of a pair of jeans. The “Petite” department in South Florida clothing stores is often geared more towards older women who have shrunk than younger women who have always...
I do not conquer jet lag very well. We returned to Israel on Thursday afternoon (noting from the airplane while in Israeli airspace that nearly every green patch within view was filled with parked cars and Israelis barbecuing and celebrating Israel’s Independence Day), and while I dropped from exhaustion shortly before 12:30am and woke up at 10am when the telephone rang...
Little One: “Mommy, is Grandpa coming with us to the carnival?” Mommy: “Yes, Sweetie.” Little One: “Why?” Mommy: Why wouldn’t he?” Little One: “Because very old people stay home.” Tweet
Dear Luggage, Having a great time in Florida. Wish you were here. I’m blogging from the beautiful city of Sarasota on Florida’s West Coast, having arrived this morning with the Little One. We flew to the US via Paris, and while we only had 20 minutes there, our luggage was fortunate enough to have spent the night. With any luck, it will reach us some time tomorrow...
“Am I different? Am I a different person from the one I was before we lost our first child?” This is what I asked my best friend recently, the person who probably knows me better than anyone, the person with whom I have shared memories that go back more than twenty years. It was something I’d been meaning to ask her for a while now, a question that had been...
While I don’t often write about the state of my attire (besides, one can only say so much about jeans and black tops…), I’m feeling rather pleased, given that my attire of choice today would definitely have to be Pajamas. Check out the article I wrote about my recent UN coup. Tweet