Five things about me
As I mentioned previously, the gorgeous and talented Daytagged me with a meme, requesting that I share 5 things about me.
Five things. Man, I'm gonna have to dig deep, especially seeing as she did such a great job - and has such an interesting life. I am not so sure I do ...er... at least not stuff I want the general public to know about. But here goes.
1. I spent two years in the Israeli Army on the West Bank. All politics aside, it was probably one of the better times of my life.
2. I love food and find it extremely sensual. John says that my motto should be "life is too short for bad food and bad coffee". I'd take a serious cooking class if I could afford to do so. Unfortunately, I don't often have the time to cook as I would like - and besides, my husband thinks Kraft dinner (Mac and cheese to the Americans) is haute cuisine.
3. I am very pro-choice. Having found myself knocked up at the tender age of 16 and having to be "interviewed" by a committee of 3 men who had the right to decide whether or not I could have an abortion, opened my eyes to the lack of rights that women had - and have - regarding their own bodies and reproductive rights. Sadly, I find those rights - rights we have fought so hard for over the last several years - are being eroded in the USA. It makes me madder than I can say and my regret is that I don't have the money nor the time (nor the vote - yet)to devote to making my voice heard more loudly. Makes me question whether I should bother filling out those US citizenship papers.
4. I wish I was a kinder, more graceful and more patient person. I often wish I was more of a lot of things.
5. I never thought parenting would be so utterly wonderful. Yeah, it's hard. But I don't care. I never thought I could love someone as much as I love and adore my son. I never thought that I'd want to be a SAHM and definitely never thought I'd be nigh-hysterical at the thought of having to leave my boy with someone else.
Maybe that's more than 5 ... but there you have it.
In case I don't get back here on time, a happy and joyous holiday season to all my readers. Who knew last year, when we were in the depths of despair after another miscarriage that this year would bring Imri into our arms? I can never ever say "I'm not a lucky person" ever again.
Happy Hanukkah!!
Five things. Man, I'm gonna have to dig deep, especially seeing as she did such a great job - and has such an interesting life. I am not so sure I do ...er... at least not stuff I want the general public to know about. But here goes.
1. I spent two years in the Israeli Army on the West Bank. All politics aside, it was probably one of the better times of my life.
2. I love food and find it extremely sensual. John says that my motto should be "life is too short for bad food and bad coffee". I'd take a serious cooking class if I could afford to do so. Unfortunately, I don't often have the time to cook as I would like - and besides, my husband thinks Kraft dinner (Mac and cheese to the Americans) is haute cuisine.
3. I am very pro-choice. Having found myself knocked up at the tender age of 16 and having to be "interviewed" by a committee of 3 men who had the right to decide whether or not I could have an abortion, opened my eyes to the lack of rights that women had - and have - regarding their own bodies and reproductive rights. Sadly, I find those rights - rights we have fought so hard for over the last several years - are being eroded in the USA. It makes me madder than I can say and my regret is that I don't have the money nor the time (nor the vote - yet)to devote to making my voice heard more loudly. Makes me question whether I should bother filling out those US citizenship papers.
4. I wish I was a kinder, more graceful and more patient person. I often wish I was more of a lot of things.
5. I never thought parenting would be so utterly wonderful. Yeah, it's hard. But I don't care. I never thought I could love someone as much as I love and adore my son. I never thought that I'd want to be a SAHM and definitely never thought I'd be nigh-hysterical at the thought of having to leave my boy with someone else.
Maybe that's more than 5 ... but there you have it.
In case I don't get back here on time, a happy and joyous holiday season to all my readers. Who knew last year, when we were in the depths of despair after another miscarriage that this year would bring Imri into our arms? I can never ever say "I'm not a lucky person" ever again.
Happy Hanukkah!!
posted by K|nneret at 8:04 AM
2 Comments:
[I couldn't find an email so must do this here. Thank you so much for your comment. To me, it's a true miracle that so many people care abt us they way they do, especially Uzi. I really couldn't tell you how important it is to me but I know you know, yes? Thank you for the hugs, hugs back to you and your edible son. Hanukah sameach.]
Sara
It never ceases to amaze me how similar you are to my DH! Boy, except for serving in the israeli army (although he had a travel business there) he could have written that post!
Sorry I've been so busy (and tired) lately it took me a while to get back and read your blog! It always makes me laugh!
Happy Channukah!
Jen
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