October 22, 2015

I attended a lecture yesterday. Given by a Rabbi. I've never willingly attended a Rabbi's oration before, especially since around here, they're often called "shiurim" and I start shuddering involuntarily when I hear that word, since I immediately begin conjuring mental...

July 6, 2015


By all accounts, I am the #AntiCraft. 


I don't decoupage. 


I don't string pasta and popcorn together to create uplifting sukkah (or Christmas tree) decorations.


I don't own a Bedazzler or a glue gun. 


My poor, crafty daughter is often heartbroken that I am uninte...

June 16, 2015

"I keep seeing pictures of you on Facebook surrounded by women who cover their hair."


"What's with you and these dati women?"


"Are you turning Charedi on us?"


I get these question all the time. The answers, in order:


Yeah. So?

I'll get to that in a minute.



Given the...

June 10, 2015

As happens from time to time, I was recently invited to speak at an event for entrepreneurs. Once we got past my super slick response to "What is your speaking fee?" with "You mean you're actually going to PAY ME?" (which won't happen again - learning opportunity!) we...

June 1, 2015

This post originally appeared in Kveller.


Our family has arrived at a delicate, finite, oasis-type period which lies quietly in wait between the physical nightmare of small children and the emotional nightmare of teenaged children.


Nobody is in diapers, nobody needs a...

May 15, 2015

This post originally appeared in Kveller.


Six o’clock was dinnertime in my suburban Wisconsin home in the 1970s and ‘80s. My working mother, a socialist ahead of her time, made sure that we all participated in a collaborative menu-making session every other Sunday so t...

April 27, 2015

Considering my previous life in headhunting and corporate human resources (think of a cross between  The Bobs from Office Space and George Clooney in Up in the Air) I get a lot of career counseling calls. I mean, a lot. At least three every week.


Most of thes...

April 24, 2015

Every man for himself day  n.


A day in Working Parent Life when the kids are off, but parents can't possibly tell their clients/bosses that they can't work, since the kids have been off for 8 days, every 2 days. Thus, since both parents are inevitably on deadline,...

April 21, 2015

Facebook, my longtime friend, the one I always stick up for, the one I count on for professional networking, referrals and humor, failed me today.


I have several friends who have abandoned my beloved Facebook, calling him out as a time-waster, a veritable multi-inning...

April 9, 2015

Originally published in Chicago Now, this piece was a contribution to a series on gender politics and rape culture called 30 Days of Bodyshaming, designed to give a voice to the many different experiences of girls and women.


When I moved to Israel 10 years ago (or "asc...

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