right under my nose.....

In the early 90's I went to Israel for 6 months to live on an a kibbutz. I had never lived outside of the US before. I was encouraged by my Hillel director to go - she knew I had gone off the Derech and this was one place to send a single girl to find her self (or a husband, whatever happens first). I loved it, despite the fact that I gained 3o pounds during my stay. It was all the fault of the elderly women of the kibbutz laundry, where I worked. Almost every day they would bring in cake & alchohol for a L'Chaim - another grandchild born, another engagement to celebrate, and everytime they toasted, they gave me that twinkly-eyed look of "oh I hope she finds a nice boy".

Little did they (or I) know that this nice Jewish boy would never surface during my stay in the Holy Land. It took many years (and toads) later to find my soulmate, a classmate of mine from high school and one of my brother's good friends. My husband likes to say he married his high school sweetheart, only 10(+) years later.

Proof that G-d has a sense of humor...

bigfoot or elvis....you decide!

No, it's not the latest varsity mascot or even a raccoon in a bear costume. This is actually a photo of a red panda in a Japananese zoo - you can check out an article about him with this link:
http://www.boingboing.net/2005/05/20/standing_panda.html

l'hamshich!

While my wonderful husband cooks for Shabbos dinner tonight, I thought I'd start writing my blog (he cooks and I do the dishes - believe me I know I'm lucky!!). It's such a strange thing for me to post my thoughts online on my own website. If I write my goofy thoughts on another website, it's less magnified than here. On this blog, what you see is what you get. It's more vulnerable when you put your name on a blog. Maybe people will think that the things I type here is what defines me. I fear that I will come off too flippant or too serious (depending on my mood) and people will judge me accordingly. Oh well. Life shall go on. Maybe I'm being the too-sensitive artist. Just shut up and write!

For most of my life, I have imagined that I would end up as a writer. What I would write about, is something I never finalized/decided (it would be a good idea, huh?). I've done many things to become a writer, but nothing to be a living breathing working writer. I put in many hours journaling and taking writers workshops but nothing ever came into fruition. Quite honestly, it's a lot of work - it's really a rare breed that can keep at it, write something inspiring and succeed.

This blog could go in many different directions - I have many things going on my my life and I am not sure what I want to share and what to keep private - only time and my brain will tell....

Well it's time to finish setting the Shabbos table.

Signing off, over & out!

Joining the band wagon (yeeha....)

Hello everyone,

I've decided to start my own blog. I don't have a particular focus (maybe it's the ADD) for this blog, but since I am a married-observant-Jewish-thirtysomething-animal loving (not PETA, chas v'chalila)-closet writing-organic food eating-Italophile-kickboxing-female, this should be interesting.

Let's make the most of this 15 minutes o' fame, shall we? :)