Jews are known as the People of the Book because of our proud connection to the Torah and our multi-millennial love of learning, but in my case, I fear I’ve taken that love affair too far. In 2025, I read 93 books. Now I know there are super-readers out there who boast of reading 300+
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I have a reputation as cool. I dress cool, you know, torn jeans and crop tops. I listen to — and like — rap music, and when my husband asks, “Who’s that guy?” about the latest musical guest on Saturday Night Live, I always know. (Well, almost always know.) And my writing students at the
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It’s mid-March, and I’m in the middle of multiple muddles … all of which strangely begin with the letter “S” … sleep, spending, and scents. Multiple Muddles No. 1: Spending First, I completed my monthlong No Personal Spending pledge. Hooray and hurrah! I did it. More precisely, I didn’t do it. I make not one
A Newspaper Delivery Bag is NOT a Doggie Doo-Doo Bag
We’re in HOA hot water again! As you may recall, we have incurred the wrath of our neighborhood Homeowners’ Association three times. First, the HOA rejected our bid to erect a neighborhood Little Library because people “don’t read.” Then, there was the foul Battle of the Port-a-Potty and, most recently, a multi-month flare-up over our
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You’ve heard of Dry January, of course. Well, I’m no drinker, but I am a shopper, an excessive one. So, to get control of my out-of-control impulses, I’m conducting a bold experiment. For the entire month, I’m “on the wagon.” I am not buying anything I don’t truly need. In fact, I’ve made a No
Oh, the eternal Valentine’s Day conundrum! What to get Handsome Hubby for Valentine’s Day? After 39 years, what’s left on the “wants” list? On the “needs” list? Or on the “surprise” list? Not framed pictures of the kids or pups. Not socks, sweats, or sneakers. And certainly not sexy boxers. Been there, boxed and bowed
FIRST PERSON | I’m an open book: I love to read. I just can’t get enough.
Jews are known as the People of the Book because of our proud connection to the Torah and our multi-millennial love of learning, but in my case, I fear I’ve taken that love affair too far. In 2025, I read 93 books. Now I know there are super-readers out there who boast of reading 300+
I’m Cool — In My Own Mind
Rock Concert Washout
I have a reputation as cool. I dress cool, you know, torn jeans and crop tops. I listen to — and like — rap music, and when my husband asks, “Who’s that guy?” about the latest musical guest on Saturday Night Live, I always know. (Well, almost always know.) And my writing students at the
March Muddles
Sleep, Spending and Scents
It’s mid-March, and I’m in the middle of multiple muddles … all of which strangely begin with the letter “S” … sleep, spending, and scents. Multiple Muddles No. 1: Spending First, I completed my monthlong No Personal Spending pledge. Hooray and hurrah! I did it. More precisely, I didn’t do it. I make not one
The HOA Strikes Again
A Newspaper Delivery Bag is NOT a Doggie Doo-Doo Bag
We’re in HOA hot water again! As you may recall, we have incurred the wrath of our neighborhood Homeowners’ Association three times. First, the HOA rejected our bid to erect a neighborhood Little Library because people “don’t read.” Then, there was the foul Battle of the Port-a-Potty and, most recently, a multi-month flare-up over our
No Personal Purchases Pledge
My Bold Experiment
You’ve heard of Dry January, of course. Well, I’m no drinker, but I am a shopper, an excessive one. So, to get control of my out-of-control impulses, I’m conducting a bold experiment. For the entire month, I’m “on the wagon.” I am not buying anything I don’t truly need. In fact, I’ve made a No
Valentine’s Day Conundrum
Ladies, Do You Feel My Pain?
Oh, the eternal Valentine’s Day conundrum! What to get Handsome Hubby for Valentine’s Day? After 39 years, what’s left on the “wants” list? On the “needs” list? Or on the “surprise” list? Not framed pictures of the kids or pups. Not socks, sweats, or sneakers. And certainly not sexy boxers. Been there, boxed and bowed