The Frumanista

Until now, I have been somewhat out of the Jewish music loop. But when one's baby demands music, all the time, and Elmo is the devil in...

Han doesn't have many Jewish co-workers. If they are Jewish, then chances are they aren't frum.  It's a very friendly sort ...

As my readership may recall (if I still have any, that is), singles get a lot of soul-destroying feedback. You aren't doing this right,...

Everyone in my family is understandably swoony over Ben, especially the little girls who wrestle with each other over the right to look at ...

I have to admit that I'm not the best of listeners. I am prone to waiting impatiently for the other person to stop speaking so I can fi...

Short-term memory and age.

I'm wondering when I'll finally get over having been an "older single." I still identify as such, even though I officiall...

I have had a recent epiphany.  I'm old.  OK, not old old. Not ancient. Not quite the crypt keeper.  But I'm certainly o...

When I entered my teens, Ma introduced me to the next level of "literature": Regency romances.  The authors were typically Jo...

Gluckel of Hameln is supposedly required reading, the memoirs of Jewish woman from the end of the 1600s. Every time I tried to take it out...