Musings on the three most important things in my life; my husband, my kids and my Little Yellow Notepad
Mushroom dip 1 large onion, pulsed a few seconds in the food processor, until there’s no big chunks 1 lb fresh mushrooms, pulsed a few seconds in the food processor, until there’s no big chunks 2 cloves fresh garlic 2 tablespoons soy sauce 3 tablespoons apple cider vinegar ½ cup of mayonnaise In a large… Continue reading Easy recipes to enhance your Tishre
I remember the day the biggest ball dropped. I didn’t actually drop it - it kind of landed from above. Onto our Shabbos table. My husband and I were hosting a journalist for a Shabbos meal; she wanted to do a column on our newly founded Chabad House and having her over seemed to make… Continue reading Six Habits of Moms Who Actually Enjoy Tishrei
Why is he wearing the same shirt as yesterday? I start panicking. I know he has enough shirts. I sent a dozen. But it looks the same as yesterday’s! Oh, one second. I forgot, two of the T-shirts have similar sleeves. I mentally go through my son’s wardrobe. I try to remember what he’s been… Continue reading Could it be the same shirt??
“It’s my chair! I called the spinning chair first!” “No, it’s my soup chair!” “It’s my mandelin chair!” I’m staring from one kid to the other, trying to figure out what this all-out brawl is about. I didn’t know we had a spinning chair, a mandelin chair or a soup chair, whatever that means. They’re… Continue reading The Spinning Chair
Hi my name is Goldie and I suffer from principalaphobia. I was born being scared of principals and their offices. It didn’t take any harsh and scary lectures or speeches or lessons; it was just part of my DNA. The principal says, and I do; and then I just stay under the radar and try… Continue reading Principalaphobia
