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The Joys of Children

Pie is having a problem with her butt. Excuse, not her butt. Your butt. Your anus, to be precise. “It’s pronounced Yur-uh-ness!” she screeches from across the house. Whatever. Planets were chosen while we were on vacation, so Pie was assigned hers. Yur-uh-ness. Models must be made. The ring of Yur-uh-ness isn’t staying up well […]

Coming Home

We arrived at Newark at 4:20 a.m., after I sat in a middle-middle seat, between my two children for twelve hours. Pie had her head on one leg, the Boy has his on the other, and my butt was numb for about a good four hours while they snoozed. The rest of the time they […]

You Reap What You Sow

Our schedule has been whirlwind, and I’ve barely been able to keep up with my journal, never mind the blog. We went from Tel Aviv to the Dead Sea and Masada, headed to the north, visited Sfat and the Golan Heights, and today we drove to Jerusalem via Haifa and the West Bank. I will […]

Ess, Bubelah, Ess!

  The way I see it, as a tourist, the biggest problem with Israel is that there are only three meals in a day. I know when most people think of food, they think Italy or France. But out of all the countries to which we’ve been, hands down Israel is my favorite eating, and […]


Okay, so this picture doesn’t really tell you where we are. But this sign should give you a hint: Because in a country of Jews, you have a country of Jewish mothers. Although, as Doodles said, if it really wanted to be a Jewish mother, it’d tell us to put on some sunscreen. להתךאות

Where in the World Are Doodles and Pie?

Okay, I won’t keep you in suspense. They’re in Newark airport, where they spent five minutes doing homework before switching to iPods to watch movies. We are waiting for our “secure gate” to open. That should give you a hint. And, no, we’re not headed to Sochi. I have been walking the terminal from end […]

Mornings in Our House

Me: I slept oddly. And I had a dream that we got a divorce. Husband: Huh. Well, good thing you didn’t dream about your teeth falling out. That would be really bad. Me: What?! Husband: Isn’t it supposed to be bad to dream about teeth falling out? Me: As opposed to our divorce? Pie: Are […]

Strike a Flame

It is possible that I am sitting here in total sugar shock because I finished off the bag of Oreos that Lilith brought over last night for movie night. Now, I’m not saying this is what has happened. I am merely saying it is possible. Of course the daze could also be the numbness that […]

Slave to the FitBit

My kids have figured out how to game my FitBit. I admit it: I’m a slave to my FitBit (and, boy, I wish someone were paying me to proselytize about the FitBit, but this is all just me; and for you Luddites out there, a FitBit is a very fancy pedometer). I compete with friends […]

Back in the (Bundled Up) Swing of Things

I love how helpful is: On today’s report it says it’s “12, feels like -5.” But it advises me: “Much colder than yesterday.” Who knew? Last week, this was me (I’m hard to see, but I’m out there in that little kayak with my sort-of cousin): And now? Well, you all watch the news. […]