Monthly Archives: July 2022

What Was That Look?

I’ll tell you. I was learning towards the lace. In fact, I told the maher, “it’s the lace!” But then the Frumas came and I stared at the defining place where one can tell: your hair vs. lace/wig. Keep in … Continue reading

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Sheitel’s choice

So much to say. Yesterday I went back to the shekel maher with my mom, other daughter and my friend who thinks she “swallows” quietly while on the phone, despite knowing its a hard eh eh. It was time to … Continue reading

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The Pool Jogger

A few weeks ago I ordered a pool jogger thingy so that I could run in place. I remember looking at weighted belts that go around one’s waist and I vaguely recall hubby saying, “another waste of money item.” Anyhow, … Continue reading

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Last Three Slices

Hubby and I play this little game, and I’m curious if any other couples do as well. I call this game, who will cave first? Almost every time we get pizza, we are faced with the dilemma of should we … Continue reading

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Alexa, STFU

Well, tonight we all (minus my youngest) sat at the dinner table together after a full day apart and this happened. Hubby: What smells in here?? Kid 2: It’s mommy’s food! Hubby: Are you sure it isn’t Bella’s discharge? Me: … Continue reading

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Montage

There are many reasons I chose to begin my son’s montage for the upcoming (May, 2023) Bar Mitzvah; aside from the obvious one, summer is the best time to tackle such a project. I am happy to report that once … Continue reading

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Oh, And BTW…

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I’ll Take The Check!

“Human” hair my ass.

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Cranial Prosthetic

So, the other day hubby, bubbie, sister and daughter came with me to the sheitel macher after months of dre’ing; I found two beautiful wigs that I instantly loved. *Now, some of you may be thinking: but your hair looks … Continue reading

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The Terrible Twos

I’m not talking about children. What I will say, is that I have essentially become my own child. Remember when you had your first child and you had to prepare to go on an errand or to simply leave the … Continue reading

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