Jul 18 2014
Besides the fact that I am recovering from major hand surgery, I am finding it difficult to write these days. I am using a dictation program as well as utilizing Fancy Assistant Brandon’s typing skills, so it’s not that I have no way to communicate with the outside world.
The problem is with Israel. It’s on my mind pretty much all of the time. When the three teenagers were kidnapped a month ago, it was on my mind. When they were found murdered and left in an open field, it was on my mind. When Jewish extremists burned a Palestinian teenager alive in retribution, it was on my mind.
What is also on my mind is the plight of the Palestinian people; the innocent people caught in the crossfire of Hamas, a military and political entity which calls for the explicit destruction of the state of Israel as part of their official charter. What is also on my mind are the hundreds of thousands of Jews and Arabs in Israel being shelled with rockets from every border. What is also on my mind is my family and my friends and their children and their grandchildren being ushered into bomb shelters when sirens blare. Read the rest of this entry →
Aug 2 2013
Three years ago, Kveller writer Carla Naumburg declared in a post entitled “Let’s Get Real, Mayim” that she wanted to know more about the “real” Mayim Bialik, that my posts always painted a sort of shiny portrait of my kids and my life in attachment parenting bliss. Carla and I exchanged a few posts where I demonstrated that indeed, I am a “real” mom with crappy days, whiny kids (sometimes), and real and difficult feelings. This interaction is one of the things that really drove me and continues to motivate me to be as honest as I am on Kveller and I thank Carla for her challenge and, because of that exchange, her friendship.
In that vein, here is what my day was like on Tuesday. This should illustrate quite well that I am a real mom. I mean it. Read the rest of this entry →
May 29 2013
I bought a new dishwasher. It’s sitting in the living room waiting for me and Fancy Assistant Brandon to install it.
In the meantime, my beloved Peterbald cat, Esau, is thoroughly enjoying rolling around on the insulation. I guess if I had no hair, I’d do the same.
Aug 21 2012
This is what makes me forget my pain: My cat Esau sticking his tongue out at me.