Last Friday, I did a highway practice run in preparation for the Tel Aviv (half) Marathon, and experienced an epiphany. It started around kilometer four, and I fully appreciated it after completing all 16km. By 4km, jogging uphill under a warm 7am sun, I was done. I really was ready to slow to a trot,... Continue Reading →
Racing through Malha mall for errands today, the heavens opened up and rays of sunlight poured down and unicorn angels sang and my eyes fell upon this... mecca of old school cuteness... Granted this would completely make my daughter's day, week, month, year - somehow she's head over heels in love with 'KITTY! HELLO, KITTY!!!'... Continue Reading →
For only NIS 79.99, you can... both protect yourself from zombies and eat like one... fix something right the first time... totally confuse your English-learning child... Get your own set at a Beitar Illit Rami Levy near you.
No strawberries were harmed in the making of this photograph. Actually, that is 100% false. They tasted great. Week 10: Humor Mama? I actually did a bit of proactive composition work on this one. It feels good to have a small setup, under control (as an amateur). I'm getting feedback it could have used more contrast.... Continue Reading →
Sitting with Bebe on the couch. Flipping through a Time magazine. "Tomatoes!" "Yeah! That's right." "Balloons!" "Yup." "Ima!" She points to the photograph of an unidentified woman holding a picture of Arafat Jaradat, the Palestinian prisoner who died while in Israeli custody. And then she repeats it. "Ima!" And points to me.
This. I did this. Two Oreo cookies. A whole buncha peanut butter. Brownie mix. Sandwiched, layered, gooped. Muffin pan. Oven for 25 or so. Freakin. Yes. My thoughts post-operation: Might have been better with soft Oreos, so if you live in the States and have access, go for it. Next time I might dip the... Continue Reading →
Hi B. We discovered tea parties this month. You're a natural... Not sure how you already knew to pour so well. You must get that from your father. It's all in good fun, even when you're smothering your guests with your ferocious love. Or tenderly picking flowers and crushing them in your tiny hand. You've started... Continue Reading →
Aren't older brothers... ...the best?
Sometimes we ask the Universe for something and we don't even realize it. Sometimes we actually do realize. Sometimes we actually get it. And then sometimes you struggle so much with the reception, until you acknowledge it's what you didn't want to want but needed very much. So, thanks Universe. (Also, Rolling Stones.)