Here we are, just shy of August 1st, thrust in the middle of the 9 days, and here I am, poised to get married in just over a week.I wonder why I am so calm. The stress is mostly from the religious battle I've been waging in my head and in my house, and there... Continue Reading →
Going with my theme lately: Someone is actually acknowledging the difference between religion and actions taken for religion.
My cousin was interviewed as a Northern Israel villager on NPR.You can hear it here:Israeli Settlers Staying Put, Despite the RocketsNote: My cousin is not a settler. The title is a grave misnomer. My cousin lives on what is called in Hebrew a yishuv - 'settlement' - a residential town. She is not living in... Continue Reading →
We were gathered 'round the news (which is awful). I went to the kitchen to get everyone some more water, and as I was closing the fridge, I heard a fairly loud explosion, different from the nightly fireworks by the local arsim."Did anyone hear that?"Exactly a minute later, the TV reported that a peguah happened... Continue Reading →
I'm in the city and it smells like fried chicken.It's the 9 days and I'm in the city.I was disengaged from my apartment for dressing like a -------.I was wearing a t-shirt and a skirt.
"Someone who cannot protect his freedom does not deserve it." [Haaretz]-Captain Ori Lavie of the Golani Brigade's 13th Battalion, Company A, about to go into Lebanon.Well, we've come a long way, haven't we?
Send chocolate to a soldier (free and fast).
Waited for the bus with an Israeli version of Billy Bob Thornton.I wonder if it has to do with the fact that I read a crazy page about methamphetamine last night.
Doesn't matter if you're Israeli or Lebanese... You might feel like doing this!