Month: November 2013

  • The great turkey experiment of 2013

    When it comes to Thanksgiving, I’m a dreamer in theory and a traditionalist in practice. I spend the first weeks of November imagining all kinds of possibilities, and this year at least, filing them on Pinterest. But when it comes down to the day-of, I stick to what I know which is what we all…

  • Made doughnuts. Ate doughnuts. Feeling appropriately smug.

    I’ve felt a need to make doughnuts for the last month. I guess chodesh Kislev will do that to ya. Kept it simple though… after spending too much time drooling on Pinterest, I googled ‘simple doughnut recipe’ and found this: Applesauce Doughnuts. They were actually super easy to make. The lesson learned was not to have…

  • Driving in Israel meets the belly card.

    Driving to gan pickup last week, I officially became that person. The person who looks down for a split second and looks back up to realize you’re a microsecond from hitting the stopped car in front of you. The person who, despite braking, hits the car in front of you. I’ve been here nearly nine…

  • Fifty-Two Frames: Shot From Above

    Sometimes you’re out morning-walking wondering what you’ll take for this week’s photography submission and then some part of your brain that was looking the whole time finds something hidden right below you… Week 47: Shot From Above The lady in red…

  • The time I hacked together chocolate crinkle caramel cream cookies.

    The time I hacked together chocolate crinkle caramel cream cookies.

    This post is clearly brought to you by the letter C. Here’s what I was trying to make: Right?! ‘Salted Caramel Stuffed Chocolate Crinkle Cookies‘ WhatEVER fancy cookie bakers. Here’s what actually happened. I got swept away in the need to make these cookies right now. The problem with that is you tend to lack 1. ingredients and 2.…

  • #Dinovember?! You bet your assaurus!

    Are you waking up in the morning to find your kids’ toy dinosaurs have taken over the bathroom? Poured themselves breakfast? Set up a book club in the living room? It seems your household is temporarily afflicted with Dinovember and that is freakin’ awesome! Here’s a quick how-to on Dinovember: Step 1: November. Is it…

  • Fifty-Two Frames: One Light Source

    More on the inspiration for this later… Week 46: One Light Source They made their escape in the night. They went straight towards the light. #dinovember

  • The Color Run, Israel: A rainbow of running happiness (kinda)

    Milestone accomplished! As in, the ‘doing an activity you love with your kid who expressed interest’ milestone! On Friday, Koala and I ‘ran’ our first race together. I was so  pumped because after the Jerusalem marathon last year, he told me he wanted to run with me one time. We got our chance with the…

  • Why is it still ok to call yourself retarded? To call your friends gay?

    Are you, indeed, retarded? Are you “less advanced in mental, physical, or social development than is usual” for your age? Do you have a mental handicap that requires you to be treated with a different sort of care? That makes certain life tasks more difficult? Are your friends being silly/dumb/foolish/loving actually gay? Are they attracted to…

  • Fifty-Two Frames: Fashion

    I wasn’t planning on using the tutu shot for this week’s theme… but when relying on little models you don’t always get a second or third or seventeenth try. Week 45: Fashion Sitting pretty.

  • DIY! Homemade tutu and dinosaur feet… for the kids who want to be everything

    Yesterday was crafty craft Friday! Two projects I’ve been wanting to try: DIY dinosaur feet and a homemade tutu. Both are relatively cheap thrills and the dinosaur feet are especially super simple. I’d probably have the kids do that one more often if I had easy access to proper tissue boxes (see below). So here…

  • And then I blew my kitchen’s mind: Chocolately chocolate cake with ICING!

    Felt it was important to update the universe on the following big baking news from my kitchen; even if baking comes easy to you, when I bake I’m like a kid in a finger paint factory crossed with a panicked dog when its owner leaves the house (does that even make sense?). Point is, I took it up…