Monthly Archives: September 2005

I think I’ve settled on going to Israel on my own, instead of with the group from my shul. That might sound risky–but have you ever known me to happy traveling with a large group? Nine days on a bus … Continue reading →

It’s midnight and I need to go to bed, so I’ll make this short. Hooray for old friends! Last night I went out to dinner with Marni–a former student and friend of mine from the Durango days. She is here … Continue reading →

The last time I heard someone say that (in english anyway) was at a bar. A friend that I had amazing chemsitry with, but he thought I was “sensual, not sexual” and he decided we couldn’t date. Whatever. The FIRST … Continue reading →

The good news is that Spidey is back to normal. Goofball is running around, meowing at the top of his lungs, playing in the sandbox (litterbox, whatever) and begging for attention. Just like he did before he had 1/2 of … Continue reading →

Okay, so I’m actually getting close enough to my conversion that I need to pick a Hebrew name. Since my folks accidentally named me after a matriarch, I’m keeping Leah–but am in the market for a second name. I know, … Continue reading →

“Just do a google for Rory Gilmore Sex Boat and you’ll see,” said Paris. Rory replied, “I can’t believe I’m in the blogosphere.” I just want to see if any google searches, as directed by Paris, will get anyone here … Continue reading →

Spidey went in for a dental today and I was worried he might die. A big leap, I know, but my parents had a perfectly healthy cat die under anesthesia and once a vet told me that Spidey might have … Continue reading →

If having a nightmare about being unable to fast on Yom Kippur wasn’t bad enough, last night I had a nightmare about the challahs I have committed to baking for Rosh Hashanah. The simple, but impossible task. All night I … Continue reading →

Last night was the Slichot, the service ended with everyone standing in front of the ark and a shofar blast. Then the ark was closed and the rabbi whispered, “Go home.” It was one of the coolest services I’ve been … Continue reading →

As has become my habit, when I read Esau by Meir Shalev, I marked it up with post-it notes of sentences I liked. Here they are. But in America–”the lovely trustful, dreamy enormous country,” remember?–where I live and where many … Continue reading →