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July 9th, 2014

6 Things I Learned From a 38 Special Concert


A few months ago one of my girlfriends (let’s call her “Fly”) got a new car—one of those really cool new jeeps. The jeep had 38 miles so, I don’t know why, but I started calling it “The 38 Special.” (Oh, I guess I do know why.) Anyway, right after Fly bought the car, she and “The 38 Special” went on a road trip.

After that trip, Fly went on a bunch of other road trips, but her last one ended in Northern Michigan, where she will be staying all summer. That’s great for me because that‘s where I am. (I live at an overnight camp for kids.) Outside of the people who work at camp (they are always busy and working) I have no friends up here. Fly being here means I have someone fun to go out with because sometimes I feel the need to leave camp and do things, like see a 38 Special concert. Keep reading this post »

July 1st, 2014

You’re Not Alone VIII


These posts are usually better for the ladies, but if you’re a boy, you can still read it. You probably just won’t like it that much.


I’m not saying these are all about me. I’m just saying if you feel the same, or you have done it too, you’re not alone.

You’re not alone if…

…when you try to use your DVD or TV, you have to say the steps OUT LOUD because there is a lot to do and it is very confusing.

…you stop in the middle of exercising to get a snack.

…you don’t comment on someone’s social media post, not because you don’t have something to say, but because you don’t want to get a full day of notifications that have nothing to do with you. Keep reading this post »

June 17th, 2014

“My Writing Process” Blog Roll Tour



When Kay Bratt, the child advocate and highly acclaimed author, asked me if I wanted to do a “Blog Roll,” of course I agreed. I had no idea what she was talking about, but I was honored that she thought of me. Plus, I could never say “No” to her; she is the talented author of Silent Tears (among other amazing books…)

Silent Tears: A Journey of Hope in a Chinese Orphanage by Kay Bratt ...

I remember reading Silent Tears years ago and I was so inspired that I put some random FB post up about it and then I went into Frankie’s room and woke her up and hugged her tight. I thought Kay Bratt was the most amazing person. How crazy is it that she is actually in my life FOR REAL now? Keep reading this post »

June 8th, 2014

I Am Who I Am (Disclaimer)


When my daughter, Frankie, was in kindergarten, she asked me how to spell FREELOADER for a homework assignment. I thought it was funny so I put it on my Facebook wall.

This prompt was rather presumptuous, wouldn't you say?

After the photo went up, someone very special sent it to the right person and it went viral. If you’re not familiar, here’s one of the links (but come back after you’re done!)

Frankie’s online presence was a fun time for our family, especially Frankie. She got a little bummed when her piece was introduced on TV and the host assumed she was a boy— but still, she enjoyed her early moments of online fame. Frankie’s homework made a lot of people smile, but not everyone. Keep reading this post »

May 5th, 2014

The Camp Director’s Wife


My husband, Cody, is one of the owners/directors of an overnight camp for kids in Northern Michigan. Every year, Cody moves up to camp at the end of April to start setting up. My girls (4 and 7 years old) and I visit when we can, but we can’t move up for good until school is out. We may only live there during the summer, but it’s a part of our lives all year round. It’s not just a job, it’s our lifestyle and part of who we are. And we are very lucky.

But with that lifestyle comes responsibility. Because we work with kids, we are role models, whether we want to be or not. For me, it was an appointed position. I never filled out an application, there was no interview, I got in by marriage and the position, quite honestly, was one I was not completely prepared for. Keep reading this post »

April 25th, 2014

Learning Curve


I messed up.

I’m not even sure how to start, it was just one of those things that while it was happening I never even considered that there would be repercussions. I never thought twice about it. Does that make me a narcissist? Maybe I’m on overload? Lazy? Stupid?

I don’t know. You tell me. This is what happened: Keep reading this post »

April 22nd, 2014

Why the Jews?


When I was a kid, my dad once told me that there are many, many people who don’t like Jews. I didn’t understand what he was telling me. Where I grew up, it seemed like everyone liked Jewish people. It was harmonious. It was happy. I don’t remember one minute of anti-Semitism. But the world outside of my suburban incubator, that’s the world my dad was talking about—and out there, there are a lot of people that don’t like Jews.

And I don’t get it.

Why the Jews?

What did we ever do?

We’re just minding our business. We’re not bothering anyone. The only ones we’re really bothering are each other.

I’m familiar with the stereotypes, and yes, there may be some truth in stereotypes, but honestly, I feel like some of the ones pertaining to the Jews are blown just a little out of proportion.

–The Jewish mother that inflicts guilt. OK, yes, but that’s not just us. Jewish mothers, admittedly, seem to have perfected it—but I don’t think you have to be Jewish to be good at dishing out  guilt—I think guilt is just part of being a mom. Although, who knows? Maybe guilt is embedded in our Jewish DNA because as I write this, my 4-year-old is walking around our house, saying to no one in particular: “What am I, chopped liver?”

J–ewish men are nerdy guys who can’t fix anything. There might be a little something to the “can’t fix anything” part, but so what? Is that a reason to hate us? And besides,we’re not pushing our nerds on anyone, they’re our problem. (Well, not mine; I found one with a tool set.)




–Jewish women are princesses and they are pushy. OK, that one might be a winner. But the princesses we boast are only making the world a prettier place (especially if they wear crowns) and I take offense to being stereotyped as pushy, even though, I, a little bit, can be. But only sometimes.

–Jews are cheap. That’s another big one, maybe even the front-runner. What is that about?

My grandfather and my uncle were both in the clothing business so my mom grew up in that world. She used to always tell me that it’s “silly to pay retail.” So, because of her, and the education I got from her side of the family, I prefer not to pay retail if I don’t have to. I mean, I’m not in the middle of the produce department waving my arms around, haggling over the price of bananas, and I’m not standing in the middle of a department store asking for a better deal on a blush brush, but if I’m shopping and there is a sales rack, I try to get something from that area. Does that really make me cheap, or does it make me a super awesome shopper?

Shakespeare also hasn’t done a lot to help us. Remember that play The Merchant of Venice? No? Well, neither do I, but I do remember one particular character: the Shylock. He was the Jewish moneylender. He was also a villain as big (and as crooked) as his nose. Thanks, SHAKESPEARE! Not only were you perpetuating a horrible and ugly stereotype, but you also preserved it forever on paper. Thanks, A LOT.

I have no idea how or when the negative Jew rumors started. I guess at some point, a long time ago, a Jewish person pissed the wrong person off, that person spread it around, and we haven’t been able to live it down since. But it’s been like this for so long.

When will it stop?

Of course, hating Jews is not nearly as accepted as it used to be. Just this morning I was reminded of how much the Jews were persecuted in the past when I asked my 4-year-old to put away her toys.

4-year-old: Mommy, you are treating me like a Jew.

Me: You are a Jew.

4-year-old: Mommy! You are treating me like a slave. You are like King Pharaoh.

If memory serves, I think King Pharaoh was forcing the children of Israel to build cities and construct roads—I don’t think he was asking them to PICK UP THEIR TOYS, but it’s nice that she has some education on the subject. It’s important for her to know that the Jews of yesterday went through a lot, A LOT, in order to made things better for us today.

The hatred may not be as accepted, or as ubiquitous as it used to be, but for many— it’s still a motivator. There are still so many people who cling to not liking us. They don’t want to like us. It’s like they NEED to not like us. But I think if they actually knew us, they would feel differently. It would be so nice if the haters took a day off from making us out to be deplorable people and, instead, embraced what we (not me) have brought to the table:

How about a corned beef or pastrami on rye? Maybe some chicken noodle soup while you’re watching re-runs of Seinfeld? Lipstick, jeans and the remote control. Color TV, contraceptives and valium (yeah, valium). Where do you think all of that came from?

You’re welcome.

We’re not so bad. And if you still think we are, trust me, we could be a lot worse: We don’t complain that we lost our MVP when he started his own religion (which seems to be doing really well last time I checked). We’re not out car jacking, shooting up malls or robbing your house. We’re just doing our thing, saving for a home in Boca and trying to figure out what we want to eat for our next meal.

Don’t let a few distorted stereotypes turn you off, and please, don’t let losers like David Berkowitz (he was actually a Satanist, but he was born a Jew so now we’re stuck with him) and Bernie Madoff… (another loser—I want him off our list too) ruin it for the rest of us.

Some of us are good and some of us aren’t. We’re the same as any other culture or religion in that way. All the bad stuff you hear though? Most of it is just hype and exaggeration. As a whole, most Jewish people have good hearts and mean well. You have no where to go for the holidays, or for dinner? We’ll invite you over, you’ll eat ’til you barf, and we’ll send you home with leftovers. GOOD leftovers. Babka, blintzes and sprinkle cookies. Why would anyone hate someone like that?

Plus, everyone knows it’s not a good idea to cut off your nose to spite your face…no matter how big it might be.


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April 19th, 2014

#Facebook Forever


I love Facebook.

I’m not even one bit embarrassed to admit that. Most people don’t like to admit that they love Facebook, or even like it, but I do. I don’t care. Everyone is always “Oh, I don’t really go on Facebook” or “I’m not really a Facebook person” but not me.  I go on almost every day. If I don’t go on it’s because I’m on vacation, or dead. Keep reading this post »

April 18th, 2014

10 Things No One Gives A Crap About On Facebook


This is a re-release of an old post but it kind of goes with one I’m working on now, so you have to read this one first (or again)…

Here we go:

10 Things No One Gives A Crap About On Facebook

1. Let’s pretend that you‘re scrolling through your Facebook News Feed and you come to my status. It says: I’m at the movies! Would you care? No, you would not. No one does.

How about this one: I’m at the movies with Eminem! You might care a little bit, but now I’m just bragging (and lying).

2. If your Nana dies, please refrain from posting it as your Facebook status. Your real friends will already know about Nana and the people who don‘t know, don’t care. (Sorry, someone had to say it). Get the “F” off Facebook and go do what you should be doing: Crying over your sweet, dead Nana. Keep reading this post »

April 15th, 2014

Let It Go


My oldest daughter is in 1st grade. She gets tested weekly on “Dolch Words.” (I don’t know why they’re called “Dolch Words,” they don’t seem like anything more than “Spelling Words” to me.) We are supposed to work on the words every day. We do not. But, when we do…I have noticed that she does this when I give her a word to spell:

let it go


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