1 of mother's childhood nicknames for me was "Butch". Aside from the obvious jokes, that always made me wonder. I finally asked why.
Seems she had always wanted a dog named "Butch".
Here's the salt in the wound: I'm child #4. Were the other 3 not dog-like enough?
Dear TV show about a NYer,
Please no apartment dweller is going to be sympathetic to your lead because her downstairs neighbor was upset by her walking all day in high heels on bare wood floors. Your protagonist is a monster. She is bad and you should feel bad.
My bshert has taken to writing thoughts on the Torah Portion. This week’s was published in The Jewish Press
One of the sad things I’ve learned, working in the restaurant industry, is too many people don’t know what an ice cream float is anymore
Why, back in MY day….