Lizrael Update: babbling about the expat life since 2004
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Weird egg.
Is this weird? I picked up a few things at the grocery today to bring home after work. I shoved the heavy bags on the floor of the car and then pondered what to do with the eggs. Ok, hold on. I don’t usually do the shopping, and when I do, I’m usually not alone,…
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Petting zoo don'ts.
You know what’s always fun? Zoos. We took Koala to Jerusalem’s Biblical Zoo on erev Shavuot to meet the animals, just like Curious George in that version of the book where he pretty much gets rewarded for feeding the animals when he wasn’t supposed to and I never really understood that, considering you’re supposed to…
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Isn't that an oxymoron?
I didn’t know there was such a thing. Even a five-year veteran learns new things every day. As strange as ‘elite arak’ seems, in all it was a decent wine shop in Talpiot at 37 Pierre Koenig.
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Bad cops. #fail
Can you call the cops… on the cops? The Israeli Po Po need a lesson in legality, or at least car-packing safety. This issue in general pisses me off, above and beyond. Israeli traffic cops don’t enforce the law enough. Sure, once in a blue moon you’ll see a guy pulled over or you’ll see…
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Once in a lifetime.
It’s not every day – nay, every month – wait, every year? – that you see something like this on an Israeli construction site: Amazing, isn’t it? סיימנו. It’s just a word, but it’s a whole lot more, too. ‘We completed it.’ What a feeling! What a way to be! On top of that, the…
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Hint: it rhymes with weasels.
As is customary by parents who vaccinate their children, we took Koala last week on his birthday to get his MMR shot. Not the way I’d celebrate my birthday, but you know. According to the sites I’ve read, there is an 80% chance any given baby won’t have any side effects from the vaccine. Another…
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Koala update: Twelve months.
The year is here. Some kind of ultimate milestone. Profundity escapes me. I’m just impressed I’m still around, sane enough to tell the tale… Starting with today – the first birthday. Since the birth-day. Vaccines aside, I’m fairly certain by the evidence that Koala enjoyed what I call a ‘naked cake grab’ at dinner time. There’s…
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New York a no go.
So every time I’ve had to bail on a work trip before this, it’s been baby’s fault. Well, my fault, but as a result of the baby’s existence. And my dedication to breastfeeding. Now that we’re partially weaning and I’m feeling better than I have in months, I was just so looking forward to the…
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Happy Israel Independence Day.
62-years-old and it’s starting to show. Here’s to keeping the smoke out of our eyes and the meat industry in business. Chag sameach, happy Yom Haatzmaut!
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Yom Haatzmaut this year.
My flight is on erev Yom Haatmzaut – the eve of Independence Day here in Israel. That is THE day of the year: everyone takes off work, everyone goes to parks, everyone barbecues as much meat as they can, and everyone coughs a lot and experiences stinging eyeballs as the other entire country is crammed…
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Flying solo.
I’m scheduled to take a quickie business trip to New York this week – sans bebe and not pregnant, which makes it the first time that’s happened in two years. Fun fact: I’ve taken 5 of those kinds of trips to the States since summer of 2008. Here is a list I compiled of all the…
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