If it wasn’t for my husband, I wouldn’t be writing this right now. I wouldn’t be writing period. Despite my love of writing, I long ago decide that it was something stuffy people with money did. It certainly wasn’t something part-time tutors and full-time fibromyalgia out-patients did. But as he pointed out, even though my… Continue reading Writing my husband out of the picture
“How do you feel about the fact that your baby looks nothing like you?” I asked a new acquaintance after being shocked by the dissimilarity between her face and the face of her interracial baby. While Mom is half-white, half-something else, baby is at least three quarters white and only 25% something else. Given these… Continue reading Baby Face
Before Hubbie and I got hitched, our rabbi had us read a book by Maurice Lamm, The Jewish Way in Love & Marriage. I had already read books on taharat mispacha, the Jewish laws of family purity, and the laws and the mindset behind tzniut, the laws of modesty, and shomer negia, observing the rules… Continue reading It’s in his kiss
So, today, I went to my Ouidad hair model appointment. Ouidad is the pre-eminent expert on cutting and styling curly hair. I only agreed to grow my shorn hair (circa 2007) because the hubby said he’d shell out the cash to support the hair. Her hair products are pricey but deliciously wonderful for my hair.… Continue reading Hair Today. Hair Tomorrow.
Okay, I have fallen behind on blogging. That’s because I’ve been busy. Busy, you say? First things, first here are a couple of tititaling tidbits from the last couple of days. I finally finished the book the publisher, who’s interested in publishing a memoir of my conversion, sent me. If you haven’t been keeping track,… Continue reading Update on Publisher
Well, I missed writing my daily blog post yesterday. My bad. Shabbos was a blur of reading People (thanks to my mother-in-law) and Entertainment Weekly. Kudos to Nicole Kidman’s gestating Aussie spawn and um, poor Britney needs more than Dr. Phil to help her out of this one. Last night, we watched Paprika, an anime… Continue reading High School Reunion
My desk and my chair are in my kitchen collecting dust and kitty hair. Could someone PLEASE help me come over and build them on Sunday or um, Saturday night? Grades are due Monday so I would love to be ergonomic while I am entering stuff into my computers. Woe is me, my aching hands.
Greetings, I just woke up around 5:30pm today therby sleeping through the Shabbat porition of this Saturday. Why? Right, that’s a lengthy story. As you know, the new kitten Clark Kent is a sexy little black cat and unfortunately, black cats cause even the most mildest of allergies to go bonkers so mine have. At… Continue reading My Friday night meal OR How I Barely Lived Through Shabbat
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