April 2009

Women, careers, big cities, and other thoughts

April 30, 2009

I’ve been thinking a lot about women lately.  I’ve seen a couple articles floating around online about the role of women in the workplace, with children, and so on.  Penelope Trunk talks a lot about it in her blog (which you can Google because I’m still undecided whether I want to link to her).   While I’m convinced that she’s having a mental breakdown, in the meantime, she is running a company and taking care of two children, one of ...

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Why we all sometimes need a Roman Holiday

April 26, 2009

I just finished watching Roman Holiday with Mr. B, who harbors a long-time crush on Audrey Hepburn, cause he’s classy like that.  It’s actually one of the reasons I admire him most.  I like to think that, not being able to marry Audrey, he saw me as the second-best choice. I also like to think that I will lose 5 lbs simply by switching to low-fat ice cream.  I live in delusion-land sometimes.  Come join me, it’s great over here ...

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Voting in India

April 24, 2009

We now take  a moment away from being cynical about politics to look at this picture from the Indian elections: (Getty Images, Via Jezebel) I love how much power and quiet grace this picture conveys. Not because I ever wore a sari.  That would just be ridiculous. I’m trying to convert to being Indian.  Don’t tell my parents.

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A failure of a Jew: clothes discounts and budgeting

April 22, 2009

All of my life, I was taught NEVER to buy retail pricing.  Not so much taught not to buy, as we just never did it.  We just went right back to the sales racks.  Pants for $48?  That’s ridiculous, when last season’s pants were $20.  In fact, up until I was 18, I don’t think I bought a single piece of clothing over $40. Even now, it is unnatural for me to buy something full-price.  Which is why I knew ...

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יום השועה

April 21, 2009

My mom calls me. “Do you have a candle,” she asks. “No..”  I think of all the Glade scented candles I have.  She can’t mean those.   Her voice sounds serious. “Why not?  Don’t you know what day it is?” I start to panic.  I didn’t know.  I felt like I failed some sort of Jew test. “No.  What day is it?” “It’s Holocaust Memorial Day.  Go light a candle.” Oh, I had candles.  But,I wasn’t going to light a ...

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