I think I found the last of the Lorax's fine Truffula trees... And I'll yell and I'll shout, For the fine things on Earth... That are on their way out.
Cheder starts in five minutes... Nu, Yoni, move it!
I'm trying to enjoy the excitement I feel over New York State's legalizing gay marriage, giving some of my friends a chance at an alternative-alternative lifestyle, while simultaneously trying to work out the torment I feel over the fact it's now been a way-too-long five years since 18-year-old beginner soldier Gilad Shalit was taken captive during non-'war'time,... Continue Reading →
Today is the day that kind of floats by every once in a while. Maybe once a year. I realize, out of nowhere, people from the past who I suddenly miss terribly. You don't know who you are; and if you did, you'd be pretty surprised. A professor who I adored and looked up to...... Continue Reading →
I'm in a new place. It's a place I've heard about, but never dwelled within. A place in time. I've known it's been creeping up, have been expecting its tap on the shoulder... and here it is, plunked down and landed at my feet. Not enough is spoken about this place. I wish more people... Continue Reading →
"Ok, Beebs, let's stop here on the side of this shop and get that diaper changed... Man, that's a big one! Lady you are not..." ...eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee... "Oh, the bomb siren drill. Weird that it's a siren and we don't have to stand at attention, eh, Beebs? Actually, no one is even close to taking this... Continue Reading →
As the world turns... When I was growing up, the thing was this: my parents' generation decided to send their kids to Jewish day schools, to give them an education they never had as children of immigrants who wanted to forget being Jewish. So we went to school, came home, taught our parents kiddush on... Continue Reading →
I love how, when we try to do something for you, you say - declare - your name in protest, and then do it yourself. I love how when we're trying to rush you, and scoop you up to carry you upstairs, and you just aren't having it, you turn around, go back down, and come... Continue Reading →
One the of most common things I was told before 'the bebe' was born was: Brace for impact from your two-year-old. With that, we prepped him as best we could, giving him a bebe of his own to 'practice' with and reciting daily the list of family members' names over and over, with a fourth... Continue Reading →