Monthly Archives: April 2014

Perhaps it is because I eat before I exercise, that I often find myself having gas pains mid-session, having to suck it in with all my might. Or, perhaps it is because my body knows to only crap at home … Continue reading →

For months, my youngest has not made in his diaper, so awhile ago, I let him sleep neked. And whenever he does sleep neked, he pees everywhere. Yet, when he’s in a diaper, he is as dry as a bone.

I can’t remember exactly how the conversation came about at the dinner table, but it went something like this: Me: When you get older, you become like 5 year olds again and can’t take care of yourself. I would never … Continue reading →

My eldest was talking while strapped into her booster seat in the back of my truck; something about stink bugs. When she was going on and on I decided to tell her that I couldn’t hear her the entire time … Continue reading →

Almost 7 years ago, hubby and I moved to our third home and by that point, I got wise. I decided to invite some former 4th graders over to help me unpack, while I was out to dinner. Now, they … Continue reading →

I am not sure how I missed it; the fact that hubby snores like a motor failing to start. I mean, there are many things one looks for and remembers when beginning to date- yet somehow, during our “courting” years, … Continue reading →

I consider myself a graduate of the Cordon Bleu; a fabulous chef. I use the freshest of ingredients and cook daily all types of cuisine. I’ve heard from everyone who has eaten my food how delicious it is- but I’m … Continue reading →

Aside from the poor souls murdered in Kansas, are there any gentiles confused for being Jewish? I didn’t think so… Now, I don’t consider my home to be a museum of Judaica nor do I have large Jude signs anyywhere. … Continue reading →

After contemplating the Seder and the story of Exodus, I’ve decided that saying “Happy Passover,” is inappropriate. Perhaps, “Thanks Gd!” would be more appropriate; considering we were spared 10 plagues and a mass drowning. Consequently, I do not believe “Happy … Continue reading →