Conversation with my kid
Peter just walks in from his day at school. He’s holding a sandwich. Peter: I didn’t have time for lunch today. Me: What did you do instead of having lunch today? Peter: I got some Red Bull and beef jerky. 😈
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Motherhood and poker
So Peter and I were downstairs in the basement last night, playing a few friendly mother-son hands of poker. “Hey Mom,” he said, “isn’t this great? I mean, we’re not watching television…” “Yeah,” I agree with him and smile. “…being corrupted by all of those commercials…” “—” At least I brought him up with a … Continue reading Motherhood and poker
Winter. Upstate NY.
Single digit temperatures. My fellow maggidim in the class gather. I sit by the fire in the fireplace, warming up, having arrived, parked, unpacked and stowed everything that needed parking, unpacking, and/or stowing. They’ve installed a wireless network here since August. Oh joy of joys! I can blog by the fireplace. I hope this will … Continue reading Winter. Upstate NY.
Next week
Another week’s seminar in my maggid training course. Maggid: story-teller, wise person. And I’m mad they’re holding it on Christmas week. Yes, it’s a Jewish seminar, but still, it’s a lousy week for holding a seminar, and it will be the first time ever that I’ve been away from my family at this time. Yes, … Continue reading Next week
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