Monthly Archives: July, 2012

Tisha B’Av with the Cartoon Network

While I’ve had my fair share of meaningful fasts in Israel — reading Eicha on top of Herodian probably tops my list, but true Tisha B’Av, for me, will always be at camp. Today was the perfect storm of Tisha B’Av-ishness: Small kids, Sunday, not too much to do = a Tisha B’Av spent in …

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Costco beats me down to the ground.

When David and I first got married we lived in student housing (“kollel” was never a word I was particularly comfortable with) in Alon Shevut. We stuffed that tiny apartment with all our American stuff — a big couch, a huge papison (if you were born after 1982, you may need a visual) a full …

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Stoned.

As if saying goodbye to all family and friends in Israel wasn’t enough, today I put Yael and Yoni onto buses heading to Camp Stone. Yael was shocked to be going on a bus (“you mean a bus? like campers?”), but I only saw minimal tears as we said our goodbyes. I, of course, wore …

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Didn’t see that coming.

My parents tell this story: it’s the end of our Sabbatical year in Israel. We had spent my 11th grade year living in Yerushalayim and we were heading home. I will be the first to admit that I was not all that thrilled to be heading to Israel. I thought I was committing social suicide …

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365.

I want to go on record and say I am excited. I am excited to drink Fresca and diet Dr. Pepper. I am excited for Mitchell’s ice cream (colorful dinosaur sprinkles? genius!). I am excited for the Beechwood Public Library. I am excited to see my friends and family. I am excited (if we can …

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