Monday, October 20, 2014
Since so many interesting things have piled up over the past month, I decided to do another blog roundup for my first post back.
Firstly, happy anniversary to me and my wonderful husband (as one favorite commenter here calls him, Mr. Ruchi. We love that). We married 21 years ago October 18th on an absolutely magnificent fall day. I am supremely grateful for him and actually, he's the support behind this blog and all the things I love to do. For my anniversary gift, I asked him for another year of being a great husband (together: AWW!). Don't worry. I'm still angling for a trip to Florida too. I'm not THAT holy.
Saturday, October 4, 2014
Glug glug... Sorry, that's just me coming up for air. I know for some people Rosh Hashanah dinner and Yom Kippur break fast are the bookends, but for us the actual holiday season is just warming up.
Sukkos, here we come.
So I'm still alive. Just knee-deep in holidaying. Catch you on the other side. Lots to share.
Thursday, September 18, 2014
Sunday, September 7, 2014
Saturday, August 30, 2014
I know it's been kinda quiet on the blog of late. Can you say "kids not in camp or school"? OK, now say it ten times fast. It's hard.
For one, I'm in the process (actually my daughter is - yay for tech-savvy kids) of creating an E-book of some of my posts. WITHOUT THE COMMENTS, cuz that was somewhat emotionally and legally controversial. Basically, all the posts categorized under "Why Orthodox Jews Do What They Do" (which is probably what it'll be called) will be collected, sorted by topic, and self-published. It'll be on Amazon and all that fun stuff, and I'll let you know when it's all ready.
Wednesday, August 13, 2014
I know how I feel when I read a book or see a documentary about my culture through the eyes of others (find me a documentary about the Orthodox, made by the Orthodox. Bueller?). Icky, that's how. They never really get it right. So I'm wise enough to be skeptical when I see or read such stuff about other cultures. I know they're not hitting the nail quite on the head.
A couple of months ago, my husband and I were in Amish country checking out a bed-and-breakfast for a possible retreat weekend with our organization, and in the room was a book called "Growing Up Amish" by Ira Wagler. I flipped it over and saw that it was a memoir written by a man who tried, multiple times, to remain in the Amish faith and ultimately left. I wanted to plop right down in the rocking chair and read it, but understood the technical issues inherent in that particular choice, so I made a mental note to READ THAT BOOK.
Why? I could tell, just from skimming that:
Sunday, August 10, 2014
separate from the "real" sabra Israeli society. The moment I opened my mouth, taxi drivers
would start speaking to me in broken English, proud to have identified me as one of those
crazy Americans who came to make Israel their home. My Brooklyn accent stubbornly
stayed with me, and living in my Orthodox community in Bnei Brak I sometimes felt as if I
was being cocooned, distant as it were from the true Israel.