Tomorrow I get on a plane for Paris, where the ever-fabulous Miz Lisa is going to meet me for a number of days or running around, looking at art, eating food with heavy cream in it, and making as much trouble as time, energy and interest allow. Then I send her on her way and will have another week to knock around that part of the world, wherever I decide that should happen.
Somewhere in there, (Sunday, to be exact), I turn 30. Yay for me! I did my twenties really well, and now I’m done with them. If anybody wants a used set of the 20s, let me know. They’re pretty well-worn out, though, I gotta warn ya–it’s probably a better idea to get a set of your own, new. In any case, I’m very excited for this next chapter and eagerly await all of the gifts that the Thirties Fairy may bring. (According to my friends, the Thirties Fairy is a benevolent being with lots of nice stuff to give.)
Will likely be blogging infrequently at best the next couple of weeks, but who knows? Internet cafes make suckers of us all.
30 was the best year of my life.
Congrats on your birthday and congrats on being half Rabbi.
Nio
Hi.
I am also a Jewish feminist.
I read your recent article in Bitch magazine. Do you write/comment about the Israeli occupation? If so, where can i read what you have to say. If not, why not?Would you be interested in dialoguing (how DO you spell that?) with me for a minute about that issue as it specifically concerns Jewish feminists?
I hope it doesn’t bother you that I wrote to you here.
If you’re interested, please e-mail me at yaraostrow@yahoo.com.
Peace, Lora
Yes, yes, congrats indeed! Mazel tov! And I hope you had fun with Ms. Liza… I am envious of conversations the content of which I can only imagine.
justkristin
http://www.justkristin.com