Monthly Archives: August 2019

This evening I called the 800 number to inquire about the fucked up credit card. After pressing one to continue in English, it asked me to enter my number. The first time, I entered it slowly- robotic like. Me: 1….4….5….5…….4….6….7…..6………4….6…..8….2…..1…..6…..7…..2 … Continue reading →

Let me preface you as, we are not poor. We share a car because I couldn’t decide what I wanted; I don’t need a car during the summer and we’re busy spending the money on my middle’s mental health. Today … Continue reading →

After the fiasco at the temple, it was time to pick up dinner before heading to dance lessons. While waiting at the bar for the pasta to be ready- despite calling it in ten minutes prior, the three televisions were … Continue reading →

This afternoon my middle child and I went to meet with the Hazaan- after all, I taught her 95% of her Haftorah portion and I wanted her tutor to hear her. Anyhow, during the very brief lesson the phone rang. Hazaan: (On … Continue reading →

Recent studies show the great effects of using CBD oil for anxiety. Unfortunately, what is not so great is the exact amount one has to take to receive the benefits. Therefore, its all trial and error. At $60 per 2 … Continue reading →

My daughter has been seeing someone and unbeknownst to me, the fees are slightly higher than I’d known. Slightly is such a minimal word- what I should be saying is the fees are grossly inaccurate. In any event, upon her … Continue reading →

There is something about my people that irks me. Now, I get that people inherently want to be helpful and come to the rescue…. but please don’t. On the whole, we have been to 17 therapists of varying degrees. Some … Continue reading →

I should have realized years ago when my daughter was at her best friend’s house for the sabbath. She later had told me how they passed around the Kiddush cup after they all took a sip and that’s when she … Continue reading →

We finally got neighbors- 5 kids! However, here’s what we know: They just moved back to this continent after many years. The oldest two mow the lawn several times per week. Mom has never been seen. Father has never been … Continue reading →

This is not my first go around with making challah. I’ve been making it for about 20 years and never once had a problem. Now, that doesn’t mean they always turned out moist- but they did turn out. The other … Continue reading →