There is no shame in my medicated game
It’s been such a long time. Here’s what we’ve been up to!
How much more can we take before the world overflows with hate?
It was a Jewish holiday. I had no idea what was going on in the outside world. I was making a bean sprout salad on my new mandolin. I thought that I had figured out the guard. I had not. Off to the ER we go. It’s a Sunday, so I’m expecting to be there…… Continue reading A few thoughts on this weekend’s tragedy
A SAHM? What’s a SAHM, you may be asking. Well, me. I am a SAHM. I get to stay at home and I’m a mom. It’s such a cool job that we even get our own acronym! Now, I know that you may also be thinking that I’ve been neglecting you and you’d be right,…… Continue reading Life as a SAHM
Today is GreenBean’s last day at Gan (school). It is a bittersweet moment for us because, while I am looking forward to being a Stay at Home Ima to both him and Boo, I am sad that he will be leaving his friends and his teachers. The owner/head teacher in particular has brought him out…… Continue reading Life as a Stay at Home mom
Living in a small town, money can buy a lot, but it sure can’t buy you brains or class.
We spent the past week at the home of a very dear friend. His father had passed away and he was sitting Shiva (the 7 days of mourning following burial). The Dad was there, in part, to help make a Minyan in order for him to say Kaddish. A was 85 years old and had lived a…… Continue reading Death and Judaism – as a convert
I haven’t always been the tidiest person. My bed always seems to have clothes piled on it, the ironing board is covered in clothes that I need to hang up and the floor around the bed is littered with socks, etc. I was never big on regular cleaning, but at least our home was clean.…… Continue reading Cleaning… With kids
Today I did Day 8 of my 30 Day Challenge. It was all about breathing and gratitude. But instead of feeling grateful, I struggled. While resting one hand on my heart and one on my stomach, I did not feel gratitude. No. Instead, with each breath, I felt disgust. Disgust with the amount of excess…… Continue reading A life overweight