Lizrael Update: babbling about the expat life since 2004
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Don’t be colorblind.
Doesn’t matter which side of the line you’re on. Or which color: black, white, orange, blue, or a comfortable shade of gray. We might revere the S word or despise it. But we can’t ignore it. For any stripe, it’s important we all watch it happening, to be sure we are seeing with our own…
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The decade.
In the last decade… I woke up one morning and flipped channels until I found… I stared in horror at the TV… I helped fellow students as the Residential Assistant… I cried… I prayed for security… I went to class… I majored in Terrorism & War… I became a political activist… I watched the second…
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A thought on respect.
Can you imagine if September 11 was a shopping day? A day for sales? A 4-day weekend? Why can’t the general American Memorial Day get even 1% of the respect we give to the September 11 memorial? Yes, the latter is a specific event. Yes, it was only ten years ago, freshly tattooed to our…
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Bebe update: Five months.
My favorite thing of all time right now: No one makes Bebe laugh like Koala does. He doesn’t even have to do anything major. Maybe he’s wiggling his bum. Maybe he’s opening and closing his mouth while staring into space. But if Bebe is there and watching, all of a sudden she’s cracking up in…
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First day(s).
Two kids, double the first day blues. Well, I’ll admit: there’s nothing blue about Koala going to gan. Sorry, but I’m not sorry. That kid has too much energy to be cooped up in a house while mama works. It’s for your own good, goddamit! Bebe, however. That’s the sadness. It was rough sending Koala…
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Me and Irene.
Our trip to New York City is down to its last 24 hours. It was too short, and I’m not just saying that because it’s always too short. It was actually on the short side. But, alas. We spent the weekend with Irene, same as the millions of other peeps across the East Coast. I…
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What could have been.
Being back ‘home’ is always a pleasure. After almost seven years, the bad has faded away, and the good nostalgia remains. The hometown is glorified, the old friends still taste fresh in a few quick bites. It allows the pangs for what could have been to creep to the top. What could have been if…
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Lizrael Update: Insane mom you hate on flights edition.
Bulletin: I’m leaving tonight to New York, with both my kids, alone. That’s one adult to two kids. Or, one adult to an infant and a terrible two. So if you’re on my flight, sucks for you. Sucks worse for me. Like I told my mom, who I’m sure is containing all the giddy-with-pleasure as…
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Ok, Bezeq Parrot. You win.
Well, the Bezeq Parrot had earned his keep methinks. And an Israeli company has proven it is capable of providing not only quality, but creative, customer service. Lots of companies have Twitter accounts for so-called support. Some of them actually keep up with that premise. But @bezeqbenleumi really has it down. We recently switched our…
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Dedicated to Hadas.
When I was 8-9 months pregnant with Bebe, cold-blooded murderers swept into a sleeping family’s Itamar home on Shabbat and slaughtered defenseless parents and harmless children. One of the victims was Hadas Fogel, a baby just a few months old. I haven’t stopped thinking of Hadas since then. Once in a while, I’ll look at…
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Working mama.
It’s not a joke when they say working moms work two jobs. And it’s not funny that there is no solution to Israel’s absurd month of August problem. So it’s been rough being a work-from-home-mom for the last few weeks. It’s been stressing me out, and I’ve absolutely been taking it out on the kiddies.…
Questions? Comments? Advice?