I love having cats. They not only give me practically unconditional love (cats easily forget and sometimes don't forgive), they are royally entertaining. This morning, my two little fur kids were running all over the house making the most grotesque growling sounds at each other. Then, suddenly, all was quiet. I went downstairs to get my coffee ( Read more... )

I have always hated grocery shopping. I've hated it since before I can remember, and I've certainly hated it since long before I started the transition to a kosher kitchen. There is just something repulsive to me about wandering through aisles crowded with people while making hundreds of tiny little decisions. Its now become more difficult (and ( Read more... )

...but you are divine." So came the response of a friend to an email I sent her late this week acknowledging that I had had a difficult day in large part because I had made a mistake. Of course, with my ever insistent need to throw humor into everything, I noted that I was sure she was surprised to find that I was not perfect that I do indeed ( Read more... )

But I'm too tired to type. I need to write about my weekend, about women and about my conversion class. I suppose I have things to say about work too. That would round everything out wouldn't it? Work, friends, women and religion. What more could one want ( Read more... )

The Rabbi had to cancel class for tonight. Ah well, I guess I can work later.

I'm still at work. That in itself is not a big shocker. I am often here at 7:30. In fact, 7:30 is usually about when I go home. What is disturbing about tonight, however, is that I have four more boxes of documents to go through before I go home. I like my job, honestly, I do. I just don't like nights like this. I have a strange feeling its ( Read more... )

[BEWARE - RANT ON BEING SINGLE BELOW ( Read more... )

Mmm....coffee....good...

(even without real half and half...darn cholesterol).

From an email I sent a friend this morning ( Read more... )

Its 2:38 and I am awake. I have been awake since 2:00. Moose pounded on the door until I opened it. I tried not to give in to her banging, but I did. I feel so badly because she's slept with me for over eight years. Thing is, if I let her in, then I have to let Bear in and every time I so much as twitch during the night, he thinks I'm awake and ( Read more... )