Month: March 2012
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Portal into a parallel universe.
Runners up for my Fifty-Two Frames submission this week. Don’t you ever want to drive straight through to the other side of whatever the hell it is?
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Fifty-Two Frames: Vehicles
It hasn’t been my week regarding vehicles. Perhaps that’s precisely why this week’s Fifty-Two Frames theme is appropriate. Week 11: Vehicles A small boy’s paradise. Taken on Friday in Mitzpe Netufa, Northern Israel.
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Israel <3s Iran. Do you?
Apparently, Israel <3s Iran after all. Or, it’s super simple to set up a website where people can submit photos of themselves to be overlayed with ‘Iranians we will never bomb your country. We love you.” Sigh. Iranians, I’m sure you’re as lovely, hot-headed, expressive, stubborn, artistic, annoying as we Israelis are. I say that with…
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Satire spotted on the internets?!
Maybe that Old Spice Guy served a purpose after all. Hello members of the U.N., Take a look at yourselves, now back to me, now back at yourselves, now back to me. Sadly, you’re not me. But if your cities got bombarded by 220 rockets in just 3 days, maybe you could feel like me.…
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Shimon Peres’ writing on the Wall.
Is there anything this cutie can’t do to make us smile? Now that he’s Mr. President – and finally found a job he fits – Shimon Peres just keeps getting better and better. Like when I watched him interviewed by Barbra Walters on The View last month… (?!) Now he’s gone and seen the writing…
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Some kind of ‘mom rite-of-passage.’
So… this happened. After picking up the kiddos, deciding to be spontaneous, bypass the way home, stop in Mevo Beitar to let the kids play in the way-better park, call up Koala’s lil bestie to come, split up an hour later to drive home, put the kids in their car seats, shut the doors, and…
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Fixing.
Sweet little innocence. Passing through the checkpoint outside my town on the day my kid was building Lego drills and ‘drilling’ walls at gan: “Koala, do you see those people wearing green?” “Yes. [referring to their guns] They are fixing.”
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Fifty-Two Frames: Silhouette.
This week’s photo is inspired by the work-from-home blues. It’s been over six months since I started as a WAHM, as they say. (Wham! You now work the double-shift at LIFE!) With the help of my biggest window’s soragim, and a bird as free as a Facebook account, my representation of this week’s photographic theme……
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Bebe Does America.
In short, it was a time of reflection for Bebe. Considering the murky waters of the Staten Island beach. Considering her first NYC subway ride. Considering the thousands of names at the 9/11 memorial at Ground Zero. Considering the shortest flight she’s ever taken. Considering the very different waters of the marina in West Palm…
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Bebe update: Eleven months.
You know what I love about you and your brother lately? The playing together, side by side. The amazed curiosity with which you watch everything he does. The way you listen to everything he says, with your mouth wide open in a gawky smile. Hello, little world traveler. If by world I mean Israel +…
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Homecoming: Koala edition.
Bebe and I returned home from the airport and the countdown began till we went to pick up Koala from gan. It would only be a few hours. I was nervous, I’m not gonna lie. Part of me thought my little drama king would burst out crying and prove right the judgmental thoughts of the…
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If only it were that simple, eh, Diplomacy?
It’s on my mind. Constantly. The fact that it’s nearly Purim and everyone wants to draw comparisons doesn’t help. So I’ll let Jon Stewart take on the Iran-Israel-USA dance of doom: Words of Warcraft (And, come on, he totally could’ve saved the erection slip-up by pointing out that it’s all the MEN and TESTASTERONE that is…