Dear amazing readers and friends, The Worthington Post is moving to a bigger house! Here’s the deal – For four years I’ve been nurturing this writing thing, and 2+ years ago it turned into this blog here on WordPress.com. It allowed me to write what I want, when I wanted, cost me $0, and kept it simple. That last part is huge for me, I might add. I never got into the notion of moving it over to WordPress.org, which... Read more
…and if you’d like to know how I’m feeling about that, please click over to Scary Mommy to read “Double Digits.” I’m beyond excited to be on that great site by fellow Baltimorean, Jill Smokler. 🙂 Read more
I went to see “The Book Thief” with a friend a few weeks ago. I knew nothing about it except it was set in Nazi Germany and involved a girl joining a new family. My friend and I discussed how we really do enjoy seeing a movie knowing little about the plot, as we like to see it unfold before us with no preconceived notions, and our reactions are genuine – usually finding delight in letting the storyteller take us... Read more
This morning on the way to school, my fourth-grader and I had the following conversation. Him: Did you know sloths move so slowly that sometimes they mistake their arm for a branch, reach for it, and then fall to their deaths? Me: Sloths have arms? Him: Yeah! Of course they do. Me: Sloths don’t have arms. Him: (disbelievingly) Yes, Mom! They have REALLY LONG ARMS! Me: No, they don’t. Him: Yes, they do! Me: They do not. Him: (patiently) Mom.... Read more
I’m a little late with this post, as it’s already the sixth night of Chanukkah. You may have heard (if you don’t live under a rock) that it coincided with Thanksgiving this year, and travel, and blah, blah, blah – so apologies for tardiness. However, it is NOT too late to discuss the nuttiness that surrounds these winter holidays. In particular, I’d love to address addressing. Not as in envelopes, but as in in greeting people. Specifically, in greeting ME.... Read more
She’d been asking for years. My firstborn, with the red hair and creamy skin, wanted a tattoo. For years she’s been asking. The child who, if she could, would paint her room a different color every other month. The child who, if her parents could, would ask them to rearrange the furniture in her room every other week. The child who, as a pre-teen, declared matter-of-factly, “I require constant change.” The undeniable implication was, “Is that so wrong? Is that so difficult?... Read more
Perfect!!! I thought of this about a month or so ago as a way to describe my religious life/beliefs, such as they are. Jew-ish. “Ish!” It’s right there in the name! I’m a Jew. Ish. Kinda in the middle – sorta… That helped me crystallize some of the ways in which I am a full-fledged Jew, and ways in which I am kinda, sorta – you know, Jew-ish. Hope you don’t mind my sharing. (more…) Read more
I learned by watching Bill Maher, that not one, but two towns in Georgia have laws requiring – requiring – heads of households to own a gun. Kennesaw, GA has had its law on the books since 1982. In a city of almost 30,000 people, the following law states: (a) In order to provide for the emergency management of the city, and further in order to provide for and protect the safety, security and general welfare of the city and its inhabitants, every head... Read more
This was written in response to an open letter that circulated a few weeks ago, written by a mother of boys to their friends who are girls. Please read that here first. Dear Mrs. Hall, I’m going to guess you’ve had a tough week. Here you are, a small-time blogger (like I am) and one of your posts blows up in your face. I’m not going to lie – I have very mixed feelings about you, the open letter you’ve written, and the support/backlash you’ve... Read more
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Why I’m Cheering for “Popular Science”
A little over a week ago, Popular Science published an article called “Why We’re Shutting Off Our Comments.” In it, the magazine announced that, from now on, it would no longer allow comments on stories it publishes online. An old friend from college posted the article on Facebook, tagging me and a few others asking our opinions on the decision. My response was this: “You had me at the title. I don’t even need the ‘Why’ at the beginning of it.” I can... Read more