The Loop

Tuesday, January 31, 2006

Actual Conversation

This morning in the car, as I was driving Air to work, my sister texted me from England. While I was driving and freaking Air out, I texted her back. This was the conversation as we pulled up slowly to the office building:

-Can you promise me something?
-What, Hon?
-That you won't text on your way home.
-But I'm a really good...
-Yeah yeah, I know. But here's the thing. If you get into an accident on your way home, I'm pretty sure one of us will survive the crash. And then I'll get a phone call from the kids in about an hour saying, "Mommy didn't come back". And since we only have one car, I'll have to walk home.

Aww, warms the heart, don't it?

Sunday, January 29, 2006

Greetings from the DAD- We just came home from a L'Chaim at the Belens- Ora is engaged. Good food and drink was had by all.
We are leaving in one week for the Carribean cruise to celebrate Boca saba" 80th". Emotionally, Im already on vacation so this is going to be a loooong week of work.
I just bought a new sefer called Tomar D'vora. It is a pre-kabbalah book which talks about our obligation to go in the ways of Hashem and it takes each of the 13 middos and discusses them as to how we are supposed to behave. Highly recommed learning it.
Parshah Question (not rhetorical - I dont know the answer) Hashem hardens Pharoah's heart. Sometimes the hebrew word used in the chumash for harden is Chazak and sometimes it is Chabade. What is the significance of the different words ? They must be conveying different ideas? Im open to any suggestions.
Have a great week

Tuesday, January 24, 2006



I PASSED!!!!!!!


How is everyone

I just hear on the radio, and read an article, that a British scientist has done research and discovered that Jan. 24 called worst day of the year.

I hope that everyone is doing good

Sunday, January 22, 2006

Happy 25th!!!!

Happy Birthday to you!
Happy Birthday to you!
Happy Birthday dearest Shauli!
Happy Birthday to you.

To celebrate, in addition to Shu started his basketball league this morning and a delicious brunch for lunch from Mom and Dad (including interesting fake sausages - yay DAD), Shu and I are heading off to the Pistons game soon. YAY Pistons!!

World War III

Hey peoples,

I just had a crazy nightmare, Mom was here and we went outside and there were millions of planes so much that you couldnt see the sky, and then they started blowing up and there were explosions everywhere! I picked up our gel-phone (Its a multi colored squishy phone that there are a bunch of them on the wall, but they are hard to dial). I called Yak, but it was really staticky, and then I lost the connection and kept trying to call him ack but other ppl kept answering. Then I woke up. So just everyone, beware. (Either from exploding planes or bad gel phones)


What do 6:08, 5:39, and 4:15 have in common? And how does it pertain to us?

Friday, January 20, 2006

on the lighter side


well, chanalana is deathly afraid of the bathtub now. her fear came right after i put in no slip strips. why after 3.5 years do you put in no slip strips you ask. well YAEL can now shower on her own (with her mom standing there). we know we have to count our bleessings, i mean its not like shes afraid shes gonna melt!
yael is learning how to read real words with both hebrew and english letters. (in seperate words)
shira is shira, she came with chocolate on her back and we said (after we smelled it) why do you have chocolate on your back? she starting saying my teacher was melting chocolate chips, and I cut in and said SAY NO MORE, if there was anything happening in the room it would be on Shira's outfit. she's the one that can get paint on her outfit while wearing a full body smock. we just smile and buy new clothes.
anyway thats all for now
have a good shabbos

Monday, January 16, 2006

Baruch Dayan HaEmet

After a very long illness and more months than he was expected to live, my friend Michelle's dad died yesterday. There was no way I could make it for a noon Levaya in Lakewood today, but I am flying in to pay a shiva call there tomorrow.

When I told my kids I was leaving tonight and coming back tomorrow, all D. wanted to know was whether I was going to have any fun or just do the shiva thing. I told him, "No, I am only going in for the Mitzvah." He said, "Can't you at least do something fun like go to the mall with Leez?"

Nope, no time.

Saturday, January 14, 2006


love the boston zacks

Friday, January 13, 2006


Very interesting to see that pizza is one of the top 2 foods for the whole family, with the exception of Ar who clearly did not write what his favorite foods are, but what he thinks his favorite foods are supposed to be.

Thursday, January 12, 2006

kudos if u know what this is

Wear sunscreen.

If I could offer you only one tip for the future, sunscreen would be it. The long-term benefits of sunscreen have been proved by scientists, whereas the rest of my advice has no basis more reliable than my own meandering experience.

I will dispense this advice now.

Enjoy the power and beauty of your youth. Oh, never mind. You will not understand the power and beauty of your youth until they've faded. But trust me, in 20 years, you'll look back at photos of yourself and recall in a way you can't grasp now how much possibility lay before you and how fabulous you really looked. You are not as fat as you imagine.

Don't worry about the future. Or worry, but know that worrying is as effective as trying to solve an algebra equation by chewing bubble gum. The real troubles in your life are apt to be things that never crossed your worried mind, the kind that blindside you at 4 pm on some idle Tuesday.

Do one thing every day that scares you.


Don't be reckless with other people's hearts. Don't put up with people who are reckless with yours.


Don't waste your time on jealousy. Sometimes you're ahead, sometimes you're behind. The race is long and, in the end, it's only with yourself.

Remember compliments you receive. Forget the insults. If you succeed in doing this, tell me how.

Keep your old love letters. Throw away your old bank statements.


Don't feel guilty if you don't know what you want to do with your life. The most interesting people I know didn't know at 22 what they wanted to do with their lives. Some of the most interesting 40-year-olds I know still don't.

Get plenty of calcium. Be kind to your knees. You'll miss them when they're gone.

Maybe you'll marry, maybe you won't. Maybe you'll have children, maybe you won't. Maybe you'll divorce at 40, maybe you'll dance the funky chicken on your 75th wedding anniversary. Whatever you do, don't congratulate yourself too much, or berate yourself either. Your choices are half chance. So are everybody else's.

Enjoy your body. Use it every way you can. Don't be afraid of it or of what other people think of it. It's the greatest instrument you'll ever own.

Dance, even if you have nowhere to do it but your living room.

Read the directions, even if you don't follow them.

Do not read beauty magazines. They will only make you feel ugly.

Get to know your parents. You never know when they'll be gone for good. Be nice to your siblings. They're your best link to your past and the people most likely to stick with you in the future.

Understand that friends come and go, but with a precious few you should hold on. Work hard to bridge the gaps in geography and lifestyle, because the older you get, the more you need the people who knew you when you were young.

Live in New York City once, but leave before it makes you hard. Live in Northern California once, but leave before it makes you soft.


Accept certain inalienable truths: Prices will rise. Politicians will philander. You, too, will get old. And when you do, you'll fantasize that when you were young, prices were reasonable, politicians were noble, and children respected their elders.

Respect your elders.

Don't expect anyone else to support you. Maybe you have a trust fund. Maybe you'll have a wealthy spouse. But you never know when either one might run out.

Don't mess too much with your hair or by the time you're 40 it will look 85.

Be careful whose advice you buy, but be patient with those who supply it. Advice is a form of nostalgia. Dispensing it is a way of fishing the past from the disposal, wiping it off, painting over the ugly parts and recycling it for more than it's worth.

But trust me on the sunscreen.

my special 4

Four jobs i've had: Lighting Supply, day camp, dads schlepper, waiter
Four places I've lived:oak park, southfield, miami beach, boston
Four of my favorite foods:pizza, chocolate,french fries and ketchup, and pickles (1 extra for good luck)and corn chips I REALLLY LIKE CORN CHIPS
Four books I would read over and over: marvin k mooney, cat in the hat, green eggs and ham, cinderella
Four movies I would see over and over: a few good men, the submarine movie where its all red all the time, clifford, and a few good men
Four places I've been on vacation: LA, boston (this has all been like a vacation), WVa, and all across western america
Four places I would rather be:detroit, jlem,maalot,ny(just joking not ny)
Four TV shows I watch:ER, house, Maury P, greys anatomy
Four websites I visit daily:zacksloop, msn,arutzsheva, beth medrash govoha website

really i dont read and i surely wouldn't read a book twice, there is no place like home, and what's a tv, are websites allowed to be looked at? and isnt all food good as long as there arent any mushrooms, tomato sauce, cottage cheese and dressing on them?

sim is it

Wednesday, January 11, 2006


Just wanted to inform teh Boston Zacks and Shevy - have been tagged in teh 4 game by me. you must answer these questions.

Four jobs I've had: (Shev you can skip this if you want, or make up 4 jobs you want)(or nat just told me you can use 4 baby sitting jobs, its up to you)
Four places I've lived: (Shev see () above)
Four of my favorite foods:
Four books I would read over and over:
Four movies I would see over and over:
Four places I've been on vacation:
Four places I would rather be:
Four TV shows I watch:
Four websites I visit daily:

have fun

Tuesday, January 10, 2006

So proud

Monday, January 09, 2006

Why We Love Country Music

He wondered how she'd take it when he said goodbye.
Thought she might do some cryin': lose some sleep at night.
But he had no idea, when he hit the road,
That without him in her life, she'd let herself go.

Let herself go on a singles cruise,
To Vegas once, then to Honolulu.
Let herself go to New York City:
A week at the Spa; came back knocked-out pretty.

When he said he didn't love her no more,
She let herself go.

She poured her heart an' soul into their three-bedroom ranch.
Spent her days raisin' babies, ironin' his pants.
Came home one day from the grocery store and found his note,
And without him there to stop her, she let herself go.

Let herself go on her first blind-date:
Had the time of her life with some friends at the lake.
Let herself go, buy a brand new car,
Drove down to the beach he always said was too far.
Sand sure felt good between her toes:

She let herself go on a singles cruise,
To Vegas once, then to Honolulu.
Let herself go to New York City:
A week at the Spa; came back knocked-out pretty.

When he said he didn't love her no more,
She let herself go.
To Vegas once:
Honolulu, New York City.
Came back knocked-out pretty.


If you read this blog, one may ass-u-me that you also read Airtime. You might recall a story about our little lady's snowgirl melting causing all kinds of horrible reactions.

Well, she is now afraid of bing upstairs by herself, being in her room by herself, and, therefore, going to sleep by herself. When we ask her why, she cries and says she is melting. So Air asked the advice of a budding PhD over Shabbos and his opinion was that she is simply afraid.

"So what should we do?" Air asked innocently enough.

"Stay with her in her room so she is not afraid."

Now, I think I should already have known this. I had nightmares every night for most of my adolescence, and nobody stayed with me to allay my fears. And wouldn't I have appreciated that show of love?

So that very night I dragged the rocking chair in and sat down in the silent, dark room. I didn't let her talk to me, and I didn't move. I just sat there for about 20 minutes. She kept checking on me to see that I was still there, and eventually I told her I had to go to the bathroom but that I would be right back. She nodded that it was OK. I came back five minutes later and she was asleep. I have now done this twice. It's very relaxing.

Sunday, January 08, 2006

second try

Happy birthday Shevy! We love you!!

Friday, January 06, 2006

don't read this while eating

sorry for the following content but i have a question....
as most of you know i am working at a VA hospital right now. and every once in a while when you walk into the bathroom you are hit with an overwhelming odor that can only mean one thing. someone missed the toilet and there is 'stuff' all over the seats and floor etc. i have unfortunately experienced this smell (not the action) on more than one occassion. so my question is. does the guy who does this get up aftyerwards and say "oh my gosh, I can't beleive i just did that?!?!?!?" or does he say " OH MAN, NOT AGAIN"
have a good shabbos

Thursday, January 05, 2006

Back to the Source

A friend of mine and his wife are in Israel on vacation with her family, so we went out to lunch today with them. Then we left the women to go shopping and we went to shoot pool. Somehow in the course of the conversation my friend pointed out something very interesting to me that I'd never heard. We take it as fact that Judaism follows the mother. But if you look in the Torah, all lineage is described paternally. So at which point did it switch. He said during Roman times they raped so many women it was impossible to know who the father was, so the Bet Din (Sanhedrin?) decided to establish Judaism maternally, since it is obvious who the mother is. If this is truly the whole source to this, it should flow that if it is known who the father is, and he is Jewish, then his child should be Jewish, regardless of the mother. At that time this may not have worked, since they might not have wanted to admit to being raped, plus it was impossible to actually know who the father was if she had been with both her husband and a Roman. Now we can usually assume we know who the father is, and if not there are tests that can be done to figure it out. So why dont we accept paternal Jews as Jews? Any thoughts?

windy days

Good morning! No one has posted in a little bit, so I thought I would liven up the loop.
Although some days it is hard to think upbeat, there are too many stresses in life. Sharon had internal bleeding which caused another stroke, so now my sister-in-law is all freaked out and worried about my brother and it is infectious. May G-d Bless them and let them live to 120.

We had a very nice chanuka. I think the most memrobale part was when we were relaxing on the beach and yod was doing cartwheels on the sand and all of the sudden he jumped up screaming and made a beeline away from the beach. He ran one way and the crab ran the other. After I convinced him to come back and let me see his hand, which was fine, we took a look at this very alien looking crab. And then my sad son said, "so I want to go home."
We got to see all the family who were in Israel. we had a very nice shabbat in Karmei Tzur and evrything was nice and quiet. The kids had a relaxing vacation and now back to our regularly scheduled life, which happens to never be boring, Baruch Hashem.
Did evryone else enjoy their Vacations?
And happy birthday Shev!!

Sunday, January 01, 2006

long drive into the new year

we drove a long way to get here in teh snow and bad weather and we saw the coolest thing while we were driving. this car spun out right in front of us and knocked down a light pole and it fell across the road. there were sparks and blood and some dead people on the road, and we stopped to help, there was no blood on my hands and the car didnt get too damaged either. in other news there was no blood really and noone was really hurt but we did stop forst. we were what some would call the first responders. devorah called 911 and i got out opf the car to see if everyone was ok. devo told them where we were but when they asked her east or west she was stumped. oh well, a BY education is a BY education. truthfully she was just "FLUMOXED" (her word) and thats why she didnt know which direction she was going. it was pretty scary driving and we were slipping all over the place, and the guy that we were driving woke up and i dont think he was able top fall back to sleep after that. but we enjoyed the story of the incredible dreidel of feital von zaidel. and we still made pretty good timing too under 4 hours and the last 60 miles ort so were pretty clear too.
well its party time at the friedmans, on the night there was NO party here they went to bed around 2:30 am so tonight there is a party here i can't imagine what time we are going to sleep tonite.
none of the children slept last night. so that was pretty annoying but i think tonight they are pretty tired and they'll be sleeping at a decent timne. I HOPE.
anyway have a happy last day of chanukah, and happy solar new year.