tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-105160912012-02-08T16:06:01.442-08:00Lynne Foster Shifrisshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11759969249051024369noreply@blogger.comBlogger1141100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10516091.post-11123498016083376372010-11-24T18:43:00.000-08:002010-11-25T07:48:14.976-08:00

A totally corny and not well-written reflection on my lucky, fortunate life! But I just felt like saying it!......Sitting in my little retreat room (really, calling it my "office" just doesn't convey what it is to me...) thinking how grateful I truly am.I am grateful to have a daughter like Amalia, who makes a warm, loving atmosphere and takes care of everyone in her circle. She is one of the

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Challah is a rich, sweet bread, used by Jews each Shabbat to celebrate the goodness of life. For four loavesNeeded:small bowllarge measuring cup1/3 cup measuring spoon1/2 cup measuring spoon1 cup measuring cupteaspoontablespoonpastry brushbaking sheetaluminum foil or plastic(optional) sesame or poppy seedscanola oilsaltsugarhoneyFleishman's (or some other brand) packages of yeasteggsflour (I use

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Lest we forget the joy of the festive season, let's watch Hugh Grant boogie again in the holiday movie "Love Actually." (Hugh plays the prime minister of England.)

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Not only good, but giddily, happily, toe-wigglingly good! And it's not the Lortab speaking; I've taken much less of it today than I have daily for the last month. The only way I could survive lately was to be on steroids and Lortab. I have one herniated cervical disk; another three are merely "bulging disks." But hey, that's enough to cause excruciating (and I mean I would rather go through

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Our daughter Amalia and her honey, David Hamilton "with our Obama/McCain cookies from Portos, our favorite bakery. [in Los Angeles] They are keeping a poll there as to how many of each cookies sells."

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Amalia's in this!

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Sitting in my little office, feeling about as happy as can be, listening to the crickets. It's cool tonight; the windows are open. Jordie is in his office, putzing around, and Abby at a friend's house for a while.Shabbat Shalom.Shabbat peace.It's so real I can almost hold it in my hand.And it feels so good that, well, I could almost get tears in my eyes. So good to be here and now.So now, with

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We really, really needed to just hang out. It has been a good, but very busy, last few weeks. And yesterday was our 27th anniversary. So we went to the Muscatatuck wildlife refuge with Abby and spent hours hiking, looking at birds, flowers, checking to see if we could spot any river otters...(but we didn't). But it was VERY GOOD not to have anything more important to do than look for river otters

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Hard to believe that Randal and Adam have both finished IU. Randal took time off from packing and cleaning to come over and hang out for a while and watch the Olympics with Jordie and Abby and me on his last night in Bloomington. I tried not to get too sentimental; only a little of the "You can come back and stay with us anytime!" kind of talk. Pictured are Jordie and our dog, Sadie, and then

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Got home from work at 6:15, and Abby really wanted to go and buy a certain blouse downtown. Of course, an emergency Urban Outfitters run on the day before school! So we stopped by Adam's work downtown so she could borrow some cash from her brother...then she went into Urban Outfitters while I sat and read the NY Times across the street at the new Dunkin Donuts and drank coffee...thinking of how

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Click here to see an article and a video clip from WRTV.com -- it's Amalia's David and others talking about their movie, "My Name is Jerry," being filmed in Muncie this summer!

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Shifriss kids, on Alaska cruise in June, up partying after parents are asleep!

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I was doing some stuff that needed to be done, looking on the URJ website for something for the board meeting Tuesday night, and ran across this article in the blogs. A little gift to me, and reading it has changed my day around...From the URJ website:Remembering What's Really ImportantJuly 9, 2008By JanetheWriterIn an article in this week's Science Times Michael Bicks recounts the tale of his

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First, if you are reading this because you are friends of our family, then go to shifrissfamily.shutterfly.com and check out photos of Adam's graduation from Indiana University! Very proud and happy. And so incredible to have Amalia home; in fact, she just sent me the photos I put into my shutterfly account.I say "interesting" and I don't mean that in a good way. I mean it in the way that you say

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Two funny coincidences about the two earthquakes felt in Bloomington today (just before 6 a.m., a 5.4 earthquake, and just after 11 a.m., a 4.6 earthquake):--Pictured is the front page from the Herald-Times' environmental section, published this morning; and --Today, April 18, is the anniversary of the Great San Francisco Earthquake.I'm just saying!

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What a glorious morning. I picked Malinda up and we walked at the Y, while I got to hear all about their family wedding -- of Kyle and Dylan -- last weekend at the Indiana State Museum. A Colts-themed wedding! It sounded wonderful and beautiful and personal. Then I stopped by and had coffee and an english muffin and a delicious microwaved egg. Healthy and fun. THEN I went home and Jordie and I

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It was late in the 4th quarter, 4th and 10, of the AFC playoffs in 1972. My Steelers-fan-friend Dawn was taking a trip down memory lane today after we saw a photo of Franco Harris with Obama. And after you watch this video clip of the pass that Terry Bradshaw threw to Franco Harris, then you will understand why there is actually a statue of Franco Harris and the "Immaculate Reception" in the

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... I'd ask him where to go in Cincinnati for some good chili! (I know where I'm going with this thought.)Because, for one, I actually am driving to Cincinnati Saturday to take Abby and several of her friends to see some group play at the 20th Century Theater. Sandy is going with me and we are going to go someplace and hang out and have some chili and wait for the girls. And, George Clooney IS

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January, 2008, Indanapolis: Randal, Adam, Amalia and David

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The fact that I have not posted since Dec. 31 is reflective of how these past weeks have gone. Although I love the work that I am doing in my new position at the newspaper (copy editor) it seems that it has been all-work-all-the-time. I have been exhausted and overwhelmed.Recently I went to the emergency room after work on Friday. The emergency room because it was already 7:40 and other places

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Today is not, and I repeat not, going to be an omen for how the New Year will go!Although today has been, to put it mildly, a little crazy, I am going to go home, smile, relax and be mellow for the beginning of 2008 -- and bring in the New Year with hope, optimism and calm!A snapshot of today:Started work on the Get Out calendar at workHeard there was trouble with Media Grid, worried that the

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Jordie, Adam and Abby at Paoli Peaks this afternoon.The kids got up and Jordie had made hardboiled eggs and toast. We all sat around and ate breakfast and took off for Paoli Peaks. I decided not to actually go tubing because my back has been kind of sore lately. I hung out in the lounge and knitted, read the Sunday NY Times and daydreamed while they tubed for two hours...then, we drove a few

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Got this video in an email from the Jewish Women's Archive.

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I am so tired. Really tired. I am going to bed in a minute and cuddle under the comforter. Amalia is downstairs hanging out with Abby and Alice and Savvy. I didn't get home till after 8 tonight. Andrea told me that even though I am learning new stuff, that it should be on company time, not on my time. But I am stubborn and I wanted to finish my own pages, not have somebody help me.I have been

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This is how backward Indiana can be. Amalia picked Abby up from school today, and armed with a list, they went to Kroger's together to shop for Thanksgiving. And Amalia had several bottles of wine. They wouldn't let her buy it because Abby was with her! Amalia is TWENTY-FIVE years old! They wouldn't even let Amalia come back by herself to buy the wine.When I was exclaiming in disbelief on the

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I'm sitting, going through all the stuff to do today, but meanwhile I am humming, humming and smiling....Amalia is coming home tonight!It gives me a little prick of sadness that Adam won't be here, too...but I think he is having a good adventure in D.C.But this morning, driving, I actually got tears in my eyes at the thought of meeting Amalia at the airport tonight!Can't wait for her to see our

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So, last night, Friday, I stopped after work to pick up some salad stuff at Kroger's to take to Aviva Orenstein and David Szony's house for Shabbat.It's the end of an intense week, learning my new job duties at the HT, really focusing, forgetting to eat lunch, being so intense that people were asking me if there was something wrong.So, feeling a little old and tired.Strolling the produce section

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Arrived at 7:30 this morning; we're a one-car family till that ignition problem in the van gets fixed. Did one, simple Neighbors page. Only it wasn't so simple, as I learned when Dawn proofed my page and it was full of red marks! And it looked so easy when Mercy did it last week, teaching me. Learned some stuff about compiling a big calendar I'll be doing. Learned more about compiling info for

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Me in my office, Friday, Nov. 9. Moving to another desk over the weekend.The past few days. Well. Learning some stuff about how to do the jobs I am taking over Monday. Talking to a couple of different people about taking over jobs I have been doing for years. Doing my current work. Cleaning up and sorting stuff out from my desk. Trying to figure out why my office phone number will be on Monday (

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It is almost 11, and I am soon to bed. Thank God. This is just the kind of day that I would have emailed to tell Kit about. I miss her so much, more now than when she died last winter. She understood me, and that I am a person with weaknesses, but still loved me.I am feeling all those weaknesses tonight. I am so tired that it seems a chore to get out of this chair and go to bed. Abby sits in the

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Adam has been sick this past week.And that has made me realize how primal the parenting experience is. And how things can seem OK, and then suddenly one can be turned into a sniveling, miserable mess.Because Adam has been sick. And Adam is in Washington, D.C., and I am here. Rather, we are here. And so Adam has been the recipient of a bunch of worried-parent calls, from both of us.The frustrating

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This was in the HT last week.Thinking about ReligionKaddish: A prayer to bless By Lynne Foster Shifriss lshifriss@heraldt.comJuly 14, 2007 The Colorado mountains are a good place to reflect on God and life. Lynne Shifriss | Courtesy photo Let God’s great name be blessed forever and ever... — from the Kaddish prayer It’s pretty easy to feel close to God in the mountains of Colorado.

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(Written on Thursday, June 28)Riding on I-70, headed eastward. Crying as we drove over the Missisippi, because I had just put in a disk in the computer and discovered that it worked. It was a disk of photos that a very kind woman had put together, a slideshow of photographs of Penecost programs at Grace Church, all programs that my good friend Kit designed. There she is, in her element,

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An outlook on Timber Ridge Road, then the very highest point we went -- a little over 12,000 feet, then Jordie and Abby at the water clock at Royal Gorge, then Abby and Maddie at the haunted Stanley Hotel in Estes Peak!

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Alpine flowers, up above the tree line, on the day we drove up from Estes Park on the Timber Ridge Road...then a baby white buffalo and a mom and baby buffalo at the Royal Gorge zoo, then Jordie and Abby at an outlook high on Timber Ridge Road...

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OK, test of true friendship! Watch this video from youtube.com and you can see a couple of brief views of our beautiful golden girl Amalia, dancing around at the Starbucks where she works in Sherman Oaks, on the occasion of the release of Paul McCartney's new album. She's dancing around (on the right) at 2:14 into the video and she's standing around with her fellow employees (she's wearing braids

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This is funny, even if, like me, one only heard about the Sopranos final episode! I like it that they did a spoof!

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Today I visited Nancy (Kit's mom) and Ferd in the morning. Abby came with me. We ended up staying for lunch. Nancy and I cried a few times.This afternoon Em came over and took us to Garden of the Gods -- incredibly beautiful red rock formations. We walked, Jordie kept taking photographs, Em and I had some really good talks. In some ways, she reminds me so much of Kit -- the way she takes care of

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This is Abby with Annie, the darling Irish terrier.We arrived at the Webster house yesterday, after a fine day of driving. Amazing how easy a cross-country drive can be when the youngest person in the car is 15! (I remember driving home from Colorado many years ago with a six-year-old and a two-year-old in the car, and memories of that trip are not so tranquil!) We really had a good time

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...because we're getting ready to leave and drive to Colorado in the early morning...this morning I ran over to my office to fax an insurance paper to Sandy and leave a note for Carol about the time cards; ran over to drop a load of stuff I'd been collecting for Salvation Army; then, as I started to drive east to pick up my mom and go to Brown County to pick up Abby and Whitney from Camp

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Jordie, Judy, Amalia, Adam, Abby, Lynne. In front, Matthew and Megan, Amalia's college friend, now teaching in Chicago.Moshe Avraham, the jeweler. He looks like a person I would like to have known.I've realized that I haven't blogged in quite awhile, so am pasting a copy of a letter I wrote to our cousin Zohar today... Adam is coming over in a while, to help me understand how to use our grill.

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Jordie happily gardening in our front yard, late Sunday afternoon, in the last golden light of the day.Whoever it was who made the front yard into a glorious perennial garden...I am so happy they did! It's glorious!

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Our new fireplace is more beautiful than I could have dreamed. The light wood is beautiful with the blue-grey tiles, and the lines are soft and rounded, just as I described my wish to Roger Kugler... a supremely talented man (www.hoosierworks.com).Roger also took off the tile that I had very badly attempted to put up (an episode which turned a fairly competent 52-year-old into a sniveling,

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Amalia bought me this Grumpy mug at Disneyland -- I can't imagine why!So while I was running a program on my computer at work I took this photo of myself and the Grumpy mug with my cell phone and sent it to her, saying "I love my Grumpy mug!"

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My mom had Jordie take her to the walk-in clinic at Internal Medicine Associates Friday morning for bronchitis. Just as luck would have it, the doctor staffing the walk-in was Rebecca Cohen, my mom's new doctor, who she likes very much. Rebecca sent her to the hospital because of an irregular heartbeat. So, Mom was in the hospital all weekend -- they said she had pneumonia and had had a minor

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Two really funny people died recently. Art Buchwald was one. As much as I liked his witty political and social satire, I was really moved by his decision, along with friends Mike Wallace and William Styron, to be public about each of their battles with depression.The ability to share one’s biggest problems, most threatening experiences, is a gift to others.Which makes me think of the other

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Fairyland: the ice sparkling in treetopsView from Lynne's window at homeNew blouse, bought last week at Chico's at the outlet mall north of Malibu -- originally $88, and I got it for $8.95, and it perfectly goes with my rust tank dress!

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Lynne and Kit, just as she dropped me off at the Denver airport, November 2006. Took this photo with my cell phone.When Abby said that Emily Webster was on the phone at 11 at night, my heart froze. And Emily told me that her mom had died last night of a massive heart attack. I was wearing my "Rocky Mountain Women's Film Festival" tee-shirt last night, because wearing it made me smile. It made me

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about who's Jewish and who's not! Just click here...

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Although I have a sore throat, coughing, chills and aches all over, I have done a couple of things to get the New Year started right. (Jordie had to work today taking care of his elderly clients and left a very kind message this morning on the charming little ceramic message board that the Bensons gave to us: "Sadie is walked and fed.") It was great of him to take care of the morning dog routine,

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This is the photo I ended up using on our holiday card this year, which was a postcard, so I didn't get to say much! (I had a design where I did put some explanatory text, but it really didn't look good, design-wise.) So I'll explain the story of this picture here...first, our three kids (who, I believe, have EACH laughed about me using a quote from U2 on the holiday card!). Then, Randal, a great

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I find myself depressed and incredulous, not so much at the man preaching in a PUBLIC high school class, but at people being mad at the student who taped him! That teacher should be fired and the student should be honored for standing up for THE LAW! This makes me crazy!***********************From the NY Times:December 18, 2006Talk in Class Turns to God, Setting Off Public Debate on Rights By

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Malinda took this photo of me and the turkey after we walked in the second annual Turkey Trots (sponsored by Bloomington Bagel Company). After Bob Z (my boss at the HT) told me about the Turkey Trots, we couldn't resist! Malinda, Gregg and I drove over to begin at 7 on the 5K walk/run. Walking through the quiet campus, along Dunn Meadow, was such a georgeous beginning to the day! Afterward, free

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Abby was Bonnie's assistant this year at the Fourth Street Fair!

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Earlier this week, I learned that my good friend Vicki's chemotherapy would begin today (Friday). I was in a bit of a muddle, because the North open house was Wednesday and then we had a Renewal minyan meeting (alternative service at our synagogue, Beth Shalom) scheduled for our house Thursday night. AND, I had a Beth Shalom personnel committee meeting at 3:45...so, I emailed a few women friends.

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Just stealing a few minutes before going home. Abby is up at North soccer game and Sue will give both Talia and Abby rides home.Later tonight, Sue says she will give me a call and she and I will WALK!I really like the class I'm taking -- F358 -- Jewish Identity. The prof is funny and interesting and really nice -- he spills over with fascinating stuff.So, I have reading to do for the class, it's

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The house is quiet. I can hear the air-conditioning running. A faint murmur of Jordie and his friends from the Community Justice and Mediation Center committee, talking downstairs.And I can hear my mom, breathing a bit noisily, sleeping on the living room couch.She had been in the hospital for a week. They diagnosed microscopic colitis. With an IV, she had begun to look and feel much better. They

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Just had a wonderful evening, hanging out with my husband...In spite of the past week just being one heck of a challenge (Carol, my office-mate, is on vacation; my mom has been in the hospital in southern Indy all week with what turns out to be microscopic colitis and I have been worried and have gone up there most days this week; busy with thinking about Beth Shalom stuff, too; car got fixed;

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Tonight, I was at home, just after work. I was really, really tired.I was really, really hot.I was really, really crabby.Jordie and I had a disagreement about money, and I was just thinking about how yucky I felt.And I had only a few minutes before I had to leave for the Beth Shalom board meeting.So, when I heard a knock at the door, I did not answer.I just wanted to be alone.Thank God, Jordie

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I just had Abby email this photo to me from our home computer, because a friend at work is doing a page about pet owners and their pets. Kudos to Abby for knowing how to email a picture as an attachment! Our smart girl.Anyway, this is Abby and a bunch of friends, getting ready to take our dog Gilbert on a walk down the road (that was her "job" back then). Gilbert was a great dog who was part of

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...because here I am, sitting in a Starbucks on Meridian Street, just north of Monument Circle, playing around on the laptop. While I've been sitting here, I've talked to Amalia on the cell phone (her "showcase" in front of theatrical agents this morning went fine -- they said she seemed really "real" in her conversations and that she is really pretty!) and I'm checking in periodically with Abby

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Just pulled up in front of our house, and the three hanging plants closest to the street are gone. Abby said "Maybe Daddy put them somewhere else to do something with them." But, I think they are just gone.Now, that makes me want to move the stone bench away from the street. It's right at the front of our yard. Jordie put it there even though I asked him not to. It's the one from my parents'

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OK. In the middle of the night last night, I realized that I had not sent an email from work that I needed to send, asap! (An attached Power Point presentation to the Newspapers of America Association, so that they can have it ready for Bob when he gives the program at a conference soon.) So, I headed over to the HT this morning, and on the way I stopped at McDonald's for coffee. And, the guy

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I've always liked this and now I picture it every time I see the name of our street -- Montclair -- which means "clear mountain" in French!I have wondered and wondered about the origin of the name of our new street: Montclair. Most of the other streets in this addition have an English connection: Queen's Way, Sussex, Wimblton (yes, I know that is spelled incorrectly!) There's Rock Creek Drive,

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OK. Jordie will not trim his beard nor his hair without a lot of nagging. BUT, when I came home from my Beth Shalom board meeting tonight, I was greeted with a plate of dinner waiting for me -- asparagus, salmon and sweet potatoes. So, I enjoyed that with a glass of wine...just thinking of how good life is. And how good my husband is.I love sitting at the board meeting tonight. I like volunteer

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While I am very happy that my family is moving into awonderful new house to make many new memories in, itis a little bittersweet. When I was turning sevenyears old, we moved to Indiana from Boston. One summerlater, we moved into the Benton court house. Iremember in Feb or March of that first year (when welived in the apt.) we got our first dog, Gillie. Wecouldn't have Gillie in our apt, so some

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I'm having a fine Mother's Day! Reclining on the sofa, listening to the birds, resting my back. Yesterday, a work day at the old house for Jordie, Abby and me -- my back hurt intensely most of the time and I had to periodically go to sit in the car, with a cushioned seat. And my foot hurt very badly, too -- plantar's faschiitis, which is an inflammation of the tissues supporting the arch -- so

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Jordie and Adam just pulled up with the rental truck. I did not go to the old house to load up, because my back has been very sore this week (perhaps moving that bookcase by myself last week was foolish) and my foot is incredibly painful...our friend Mike says it may be my tendon. It's been so painful sometimes this week that I can barely walk on it. Today, I keep sitting down and massaging my

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Last Saturday, we worked at the old house, preparing to turn it over to Nicole and Dan. Among other things, I cleaned the big bathroom really, really well....scrubbed every square inch, inside the drawers, all the ceiling I could get to, the floor, the walls, etc. It was almost kind of like saying "good-bye." Very cleansing experience, and not only the scrubbing! I thought so much while I was in

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Let's see. Our first day in this house was March 6. Since then, we have had 22 people for Passover; a Shabbat with Jo (Andy out of town), Bonnie and Lee, Vicki and Gal; Mom came down for a day with her friend Dee; we have had a Shabbat dinner with the Barons, Baron-Caudills, and part of the Sauciers; we have hosted two Israeli teen violinists for a week, which involved much running around; and we

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Detroit Free Press MICHAEL ROSENBERG: Cheek decides charity tops win$25,000 donated to Right to PlayBY MICHAEL ROSENBERGFREE PRESS COLUMNISTFebruary 14, 2006TORINO, Italy -- One way or another, the race was going to end with a gift.As Joey Cheek loosened up before the final 500-meter race of his life, his girlfriend, Eleanor Collins, sat in the stands, knitting a scarf. She planned to give it

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Just a note in case any of my good buddies look, because I have been completely neglectful...now the move-in date is looming, and the packing has to intensify...HAS to! Boxes everywhere. I've been sick with some kind of bug for a few days. I was out of sorts and aching Friday, but made it through the busiest day. Came home, too out of it to eat, went to bed, and then was sick all weekend, aching

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I am writing this message as a public service to my girlfriends!Once, last year, I was looking around on the net to see if I saw anything that would be good for my skin...I was unhappy with how coarse and yucky my skin looked. Some of the astringent stuff I had was just too harsh. I remembered that when I was younger, people used to say how beautiful my skin was. So, it made me sad when my son

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I remember when I was little that Sunday night always was a time for comfort food and ritual, and it still feels that way. Just a bittersweet, poignant feeling....and here I am, 51 years old, and still feeling that way.I'm making cheerfulness by playing a soft jazz cd, and cooking, cooking, cooking! I'm making shredded chicken barbeque and mashed potatoes (one bowl with spinach and onions, one

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Last night, as I drove near our driveway, I saw our grey cat Sabrina. She always comes out, but stays out of the way, when someone comes home. And I was furious! I called and called for her, but no response. I went inside and was mad at Jordie for letting her out when the forecast called for a low of 14 degrees during the night. But, he hadn't let her out. And neither had I. I figured she might

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Just finished making some matzo-ball soup, a good thing on a cold winter night. I usually make it vegetarian-style, with some great chicken-tasting soup powder from Bloomingfoods, but this time I put in chicken as well, because Abby's iron is low.Abby has bacterial pneunomia, which sprang from bronchitis, which sprang from a virus, which she woke up with while at her friend Savvy's for the night,

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Let's see....a good friend is one who calls me up to make sure I don't miss John Prine (and our talented and wonderful friend Jason WIlbur) on Austin City Limits....and who has driven by our future house a few times (just as I have) just to check out how it looks at different times of the day! And, well, who meets me day after day at the Y at the unbelievable hour of 7 a.m. so we can work out

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For a month or so, I've been meaning to write an entry called "Mom on a mission." A good friend told me that she felt the same way when house-hunting -- absolutely obsessed. And I was. I looked at lots of houses -- some that were really lovely, and much more expensive than the one we are buying. But none of them really felt like "home." I told Jordie that there are lots of plastic-looking

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Five minutes to record this week in my life. My car -- why talk about my car? It's reflective of my life at this point. The wayback has a big trash bag full of metal cupholder things, left behind at our house by Adam. For some reason, he wants these things. I first moved the bag to a spot near the front door to wait for Adam, then, when the pest control people were called to come to nip a flea

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I've seen that MoveOn.org has a website, hurricanehousing.org, for people to offer and search for temporary housing. They recommend within 300 miles of the affected area.And I've sent this letter to the NY Times, USA Today, and the papers in Atlanta, Montgomery, Jackson, Houston, Austin and San Antonio. I think it's just common sense.To the editor:Why on earth doesn't every hotel and/or

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Do any human beings ever realize life while they live it? Every, every minute? That's the question in the play "Our Town," when Emily, a young mother who has just died in childbirth, is given the opportunity to go back to life for just one day. She chooses her 12th birthday. And she watches as her family is preoccupied with trivial stuff, too busy to even really pay attention to each other.

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This week, which I can easily say has been one of the NOT happiest of my life, is a lesson: do not ever, ever, ever let your child be without medical insurance!In some short-sighted belief that people must do without when they are young and just out of college, we let Amalia's medical coverage lapse. She had a job at a Jewish community center for awhile when she moved to LA, but then was lucky

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This is the soup I made for Amalia today. My mom made a beef version, but I make it with boneless chicken or turkey. And it's still filling, comforting, easy and delicious!Must have:One jar spaghetti sauceOne cabbage (or better yet, a package of already-shredded cole slaw mix)One bag mixed vegetablesOne package boneless chicken or turkeyOptional:SaltGarlic powderParsleyWhatever veggies you have

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The easiest cake you could ever possibly make...also known as...A Lifesaver for Busy Parents...also known as...Lynne’s chocolate cake!-- Preheat the oven to 350 degrees, then put all ingredients into one big bowl (preferably one that you can throw in the dishwasher). -- Mix it up (preferably with an electric mixer). -- Pour into a greased and floured pan, about half full. -- Bake for 30 minutes

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Last night was just a night that reminded me of how good it is to live in Bloomington. I finished work at 6:45, (which was pretty good, considering that Rod -- my partner on the editorial pages - and Carol -- my officemate -- were both away). AND I even took time to have lunch with Shirley, which was great, of course.Anyway, I buzzed across the street and got a sandwich, then up to Third Street

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Abby's bat mitzvah, June 11, a golden day in my memory. Unfortunately, not allowed to do photos or video during the ceremony, but here are some from the party that night -- also a really fun memory. Israeli dancing first, followed by a wonderful DJ.Kids jumping into the pool to cool off, then back to the dance floor...Also, a photo of Abby, Amalia and my mom Pat, at the luncheon after the bat

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Since I have just figured out how to post pictures, I'll put a recent headshot of myself online....taken by my friend Jeremy Hogan from the H-T (newspaper where I work), when I was desperate for a decent headshot of myself to post on the wall at my synagogue (since I have joined the board there). I just cannot bring myself to do a big, wide smile for the camera, but I can live with this one! And

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I'm feeling low this week, and not just because it was pretty demanding at work...my friend Marilyn Breiter died a week ago, at 55, of breast cancer. And so attending the funeral of someone who was my contemporary and my friend -- well, that is awful enough. But to add to it, I have a nagging feeling that I could have been a better friend. I know so many people who manage to work, raise children,

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Photo of Abby studying with Jordie (for her upcoming bat mitzvah)My head is what's spinning. Spent this weekend working on Abby's bat mitzvah booklet. And the trip to California. And, hopefully, Jordie and I will still have time for a money talk and a future housing talk tonight (he promised me to talk about housing, and I promised him to talk about money.)I completely blew my checking account

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I just have to say that it's really strange.Last fall, during the High Holy Days, my friend Sue Swartz said, during one of our Jewish Renewal services, that people could take a piece of the yellow string she offered, tie them around our wrists, and use it to help in our resolve to let go of whatever we needed to let go of....that's a recurring theme during the High Holy Days, which is more of a

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PICT0180 Originally uploaded by Lynne Foster Shifriss. COEXIST!What a great message these stretchy bracelets send! We love them. We designed them and had them made, and we're giving some as favors for Abby's bat mitzvah in June. The rest, we're selling and giving the profits to charity. (The "c" is the Muslim crescent and star, the "o" a yin-yang symbol, the "e" is "e=mc2" for Einstein's

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For the last few days, watching the sad soap opera of Terri Schiavo's last days on tv, I've been thinking so much about the death of my dad. Though Daddy and I were of different faiths, I totally admired, no -- revered -- the way that he faced his oncoming death. He had no doubt whatsoever that he would be in God's loving presence. We talked about how maybe, somehow, he would see his father (who

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