Minnesota Mamaleh: So What DO Jews Do On Christmas?
You know you’ve always wanted to know. No church. No presents. No ham. What DO we Jews do on the BIG 12-25? Well here it is.
Galit Breen is an Israeli freezing her tuchus in Minnesota. On any given day she can be found juggling her husband, three children, and new puggle. Galit has a degree in Human Development, a Masters in Education, and 10-plus years experience as a classroom teacher. Galit is now a stay-at-home mom, blogger and freelance writer with a serious affinity for challah. And hummus. And challah with hummus. Galit blogs regularly at theselittlewaves.com and writes the monthly Minnesota Mamaleh column right here at TCJ. Contact Galit at galit@tcjewfolk.com
You know you’ve always wanted to know. No church. No presents. No ham. What DO we Jews do on the BIG 12-25? Well here it is.
People are proud of not gift-giving their kids and I don’t get it. Read first. Argue second. I’m ducking for cover and ready.
In one week I brought Hanukkah into a public school and brought Kayli to a Christmas play. And the world didn’t even fall apart.
I’m thankful for the good, the bad and even the mess. And I’m excited for the winner of the fab photo session! It’s…
Amazon! McDs! Guac! Didn’t you know that those topics connected? Read on to see how my brain on Twitter works. Scary, I know.
In the spirit of archiving the moment *and* being in the moment, you can win a pro photo session right here and have both! Fab, I know.
Or…“Why We’re Not An Interfaith Family, And Why We Are.” Curious why? Then click and read, people. Click and read.
When it comes to books, smart, sexy, sassy, funny, sad, romantic, scary? I’m in. Here’s a glimpse of what I’m reading.
So it turns out I’m superstitious. But I’m thinking that a little bit of salt throwing and wood knocking never hurt anyone.
People say that the universe keeps doling out the same lessons until we learn them. Do you believe that? I do.
My kids know who celebrates what. But they’re not sure of the sweet meshing required to make the world a better place. Yet.
I see myself as so open minded. But in reality? I only really and truly seek out others who are like me. Ouch. That hurt.