It’s Hanukkah. Whoop-de-frickin’-do. Every December the Jewish girl in me wishes I could put aside my inherent reluctance to embrace Christmas so I could festoon my house with bright, twinkly lights. I’d like to go out and buy a big, beautiful tree, on which I’d hang fragile, shiny ornaments – aqua blue and gold this…
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It’s as instantaneous and overwhelming as a fever breaking. Right around 3:00 December 25, I am completely finished with the holidays. Even this year, with Hanukkah lasting until December 28, I have lost all interest in the holiday spirit. There’s still a few parties to attend, and of course New Year’s Eve, but even the…
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I recently read something on Twitter that caught my attention: “An American tradition is something that happened to a baby-boomer twice.” It was posted by someone much, much younger than I am – and it kind of made me wonder – is it true? Upon further internet sleuthing, I discovered that this quote is in…
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