One of the Board

It was almost like that episode of Sex and the City when Charlotte starts going to all the synagogue Sisterhood meetings. She was welcomed with open arms, all the old Jewish ladies trying to set her up with their nice Jewish sons... getting her involved in everything they could.

Though no one has offered me their nice Jewish son (I can still hope, right?!), they were all there to welcome me... so excited I was about to sign my life away to the shul... so thrilled to have someone who has the potential to be half their age... someone who for the last three or four months has dedicated her time to a shul fundrasier, stepping in and undertaking more than expected... someone young and fun and "new" (though I have been a member two full years and a shul-goer for three) was going to have a say in things... or at least bring a new opinion and a fresh look at the synagogue and its future.

Tonight, I was officially nominated and sworn in as a member of the Beth Jacob Board of Trustees. Quite an honor and a privilege... especially for an almost-twenty-five year old.

So while I am no Charlotte and there were no Jewish men being bartered, I am happy to join such a welcoming Board. I just hope I can bring to the team what they hope and expect.

Best Office Nerf War Ever!

I'm pretty sure we've pulled of a nerf war similar to this one in my office:


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Every Jew Needs a Bacon Wallet

Enough said.









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"The" Painting

When IKEA opened a couple years ago here in the Twin Cities, Molly and I, still in college, decided we had to check out this place. We strolled through the showroom, eyeing things left and right we just had to have, and then moved on to the marketplace, where you can grab all the things you saw and just had to have.

As we walked through the marketplace, that day three maybe three and half years ago, we were in the decorations section when I saw it: a black and white painting of Times Square. The only color in the entire painting was the yellow cabs. I had to have it. However, my wallet thought better. It was a bit too expensive for the poor college kid in me. Sadly, I left it.

Two weeks later, I decided I had made a bad decision and wanted to go back for it. So I did. Bad news: the black and white with yellow cabs Times Square painting was a Grand Opening special... it was gone. My heart was broken, dreams shattered.

Fast-forward to present. Searching online (read: wasting time at work) I was perusing IKEA.com when low-and-behold, there it was! The black and white with yellow cabs Times Square painting was showing on IKEA.com. My heart started to pound -- this was it -- I could finally top off my NYC-filled apartment with the painting I've regretted not purchasing for so long. It wasn't in stock. Awesome. Let down again.

Two weeks later, I check again. WOO HOO! In stock.

Ladies and gentlemen, behold the new painting above my couch:
(Just don't ask about the debacle of hanging it up...)