chronic pain/fibromyalgia · disabilities · family · happiness · Los Angeles · writing

March Health Update: It’s Always Sunn(ier) in California

February was hard especially after a January that was a bit easier even if I couldn’t pick up the phone and wish everyone I’d hoped a “Happy New Year.” One relative (no Jewish guilt there) said she thought I was dead after it took me two months to return her New Year’s message. Okay, not… Continue reading March Health Update: It’s Always Sunn(ier) in California

happiness · television


Can’t…stop…watching. Can’t stop. Can’t…. Skip forward to 10:02 and let the good times roll.

books and reading · food · happiness · Jews/Jewish/Judaism/Orthodox Judaism · Shabbos/Shabbat · television · vampires · writing

Now how y’all doing?

I ate a vegetable. If you don’t understand the significance of this statement, then you haven’t read my Rosh Hashanah Resolutions. I never eat vegetables. Not because I dislike them or anything but because whenever I buy them, I relegate them to the bottom of the fridge where they wait (and wait, and wait, and… Continue reading Now how y’all doing?

depression · food · happiness · money · Riverdale · Rosh Hashanah · writing

Rosh Hashanah Resolutions

Here are some of my resolutions for the new year: 1. Save money. This year, I closed my savings account because I didn’t have anything to put in it. Depressing.I’m hopeful that the new year some of the ways I’ve started to cut back will pay off. I got rid of that rarely used fax… Continue reading Rosh Hashanah Resolutions

culture/multiculturalism · happiness

Fallen Princesses

Why do we like fairy tales? Do we like them because they always end in “happily ever after”? Do we like them because they are so far removed from our harsh realities? Do we like them because they take us back to an age (you know, like never for me) where the words “harsh realities”… Continue reading Fallen Princesses

babies and pregnancy · books and reading · chronic pain/fibromyalgia · depression · happiness · Jews/Jewish/Judaism/Orthodox Judaism

Further Reflections on Yesterday’s Post

My intention in posting “Thou Shalt Not Oppress the Ger” was to highlight a very ugly reality that one convert lives in because it is a reality that unfortunately, many converts live in. I have been lucky, so far, that it is not my reality. I have been spared this lot. Mostly, I get snide… Continue reading Further Reflections on Yesterday’s Post

books and reading · chronic pain/fibromyalgia · fans · happiness · Jews/Jewish/Judaism/Orthodox Judaism · prayer · rabbi · writing

The Conversion Process

According to CNN, Americans aren’t losing their religions, they’re changing them often. Wow, for some reason, I’ve never felt more like a statistic. I am one of those Americans who has changed religions but I don’t plan on changing it again…ever. First of all, it’s too hard and second of all, I’m too happy (even… Continue reading The Conversion Process

happiness · Hispanics/Latinos · Jews/Jewish/Judaism/Orthodox Judaism · Los Angeles · pesach · race/racism · Riverdale

Goals for Next Pesach

Okay, so I think this year’s Pesach was better than the last. Maybe I’m blocking out the more unpleasant stuff. I mean, I only cried once so that’s a vast improvement. (No, wait, it was twice. Still….) Anyway, I hope yours was good and fairly uneventful (or eventful, depending on what you were hoping for).… Continue reading Goals for Next Pesach

chronic pain/fibromyalgia · depression · happiness · Jews/Jewish/Judaism/Orthodox Judaism · pesach · teaching · writing

Let Freedom Ring

I remember the taste of freedom. After running away from home, after kidnapping and winning custody of my sister, I was free. I felt so free and happy, I started on a journey that began in church and led to my eventual conversion to Judaism. My first Pesach, I wanted to write my own Haggadah… Continue reading Let Freedom Ring

happiness · speaking

Tales of a Semi-Famous Jewminicana

Lindsay Lohan and Paris Hilton sometimes do scary famous. Someone called me semi-famous the other day. And well, it made me really uncomfortable. Sure, when I was busy being an ugly ducking in Washington Heights with my big pink plastic frame glasses and my gawky thirteen-year-old-ness, I read my Entertainment Weekly and dreamed of being… Continue reading Tales of a Semi-Famous Jewminicana