May 01, 2008

It’s Hard to Say Goodbye

I’ve always wondered what circumstances would have to occur to stop me from blogging. Obviously it was hard to imagine -- because I never thought I’d lose interest in documenting my life in this way.

In a way, I haven’t lost interest. I still love blogging. Even so, I’m kissing it goodbye. Sad, huh?

Well, the wheels were put in motion two months ago, when, as you know, someone stole photographs of my son and posted them on her blog, claiming that he was hers. After the initial shock, I laughed it off and decided to let it go -- and at first I did. Or at least I thought I did.

But as the weeks passed, the incident affected me more deeply. I found myself second-guessing everything I wrote, and every photograph I posted. Blogging, which had always come easily to me, suddenly became irritatingly onerous.

It’s too bad that I’ve allowed this one, insignificant person with a painfully bad blog to take all the fun out of my cherished hobby of five-plus years. Believe me, I’ve tried talking myself out of this (as have many wonderful people, including my husband, who is probably the only person more devastated than me), but the fact that this still feels like the right thing to do means just that: it’s the right thing to do!

I hope to come back to blogging sometime in the near future, perhaps once I’ve switched platforms and have greater control over who reads my blog, but until then -- I guess it’s goodbye.

If you’re one of my 400 regular readers and have never commented, I’d love if you left a note to let me know who you are.

Love to all of you! (Well, except for the one, insignificant person who started this mess. For you I wave one, long finger.) Hope to see you here again, soon.

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April 27, 2008

Boys in Wadi Nisnas

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April 24, 2008

Too Hot in April

It’s only April, but at 100 degrees, the weather is already about as hot as I can stand it. I just checked on the wee one in his crib, and poor thing is just lying in his own sweat. (It gives whole new meaning to “April showers.” So, what will May bring?)

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PS22 Chorus

Am I the last to know about PS22 Chorus in NYC? I love these kids. I love their teacher.

I’ve been perusing the PS22 channel on YouTube, and their rendition of Tori Amos’ “Winter” actually made me cry.

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April 23, 2008

I Want My WP

So, I’ve installed WordPress, but I can’t seem to get my Movable Type archives from here to there. If you’ve done this and can either A) help me, or B) offer advice, please let me know! Thanks.

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April 20, 2008

Maryam and Navid’s Engagement Party

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April 19, 2008

Evolution of the Brow

I just realized that my eyebrows can tell my life story!

“See that? That’s when I was young, carefree, and furry. I had no idea that looks even mattered.”

“Oh, that’s me at 15, insecure about my looks -- hence the plucking of the uni-brow.”

“And that’s me in college. I still didn’t care too much, plus I was tired from both working and studying full-time, which is why, even though there’s no uni-brow, I’m still furry.”

“That freshly polished look? That’s mid-college. A friend convinced me that I was old enough to start caring about the way I looked, so she tweezed my eyebrows for me. That’s the year boys starting calling.”

“Those sure are pointy! That was my stressful last year of university.”

“Wow, look at those. My eyebrows looked great. Must be the beginning of my professional years, when I took the time to tweeze my eyebrows every day.”

“Those are the most perfect eyebrows I’ve ever had. I was newly married, newly honeymooned -- life was amazing.”

“Back to furry! I was too tired from pregnancy to care.”

“Yipe, those brows look awful. They’re not only unmaintained, they’re not symmetrical at all. Must be when I became a mom and rushed through every tweeze in thirty seconds.”

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Puzzle Cafe

My new favorite place to enjoy a smoothie.

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April 17, 2008

No Cents

Israeli “cents,” called agarot, are treated like garbage here. Honestly, no one seems to want them. Like, if something comes up on the cash register as costing 39.80, the clerk will say, “Forty shekels.”

This drives my Inner Perfectionist crazy. I want to say, “It’s not FORTY, it’s THIRTY-NINE EIGHTY,” and hand over a handful of change, but any verbal or emotional recognition of cent pieces seems completely ludicrous to Israelis.

Of course, I admit that my desire to speak up isn’t as strong when the transaction is in my favor -- say if the price is 40.20 and the clerk only asks for 40 -- but there’s a part of me that begs for agarot justice. Don’t they deserve to be treated as well as the shekel? Or else why do they exist at all?

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April 14, 2008

Kittens

They might be cute, but believe me, you don’t wanna get too close.

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