For years we’ve been subjected to syrupy sweet kosher wines, wines so bad that we’d rather not drink at all. We ask ourselves why in 5,771 years they couldn’t figure it out already? Just look at the Europeans! Even the Americans got it together in under a century. And then we glimpse at ourselves in Aunt Silva’s bathroom mirror and ask ourselves the same question. What’s taking so long? Maybe if we’d settled for sweaty Paul as least we wouldn’t be alone.

My twenties involved a string of intense, moody, creative love interests, and a whole lot of pitiful drama. By the time I hit my early thirties, I was ready for something new: a kind, decent man whose mood didn’t shift as swiftly as the New England weather. So I shook things up by joining 100hookup. In spite of my hookup upbringing, I’d only dated one hookup guy before so I was pretty far out of my comfort zone. I expected horror stories. After all, online dating seemed like a recipe for disaster with too-high expectations and overly generous photos. But, in truth, it was lovely dating guys who came with a built-in set of hookup references, whether it was discussing the merits of Jon Stewart’s hookup jokes or favorite “hookup soul food” recipes. In less than a year I found my husband on 100hookup, and we now have a six-year-old J-daughter. There was some luck involved, but I think it was much more about using the strategies below.

Now that the hookup people have repented on Yom Kippur and, hopefully, received Divine forgiveness, it is time to sit back and relax…

It’s that time of year again. The High Holy days. So break out your tickets, your ugliest ensemble that you save for synagogue, and put on your game-face.

Yom Kippur begins this evening before sunset with the recitation of Kol Nidrei, which is actually the prelude to the evening service.

After 38 years of being single and feeling like a real-life Julia Roberts in Runaway Bride, I finally settled down and got married.  Thankfully, I met a man who was willing to help me work through my dating demons.  One of the most common reasons for failed relationships stems from commitment phobia.

This is a weird time of year. It is not quite fall and it is not summer either. The sun is at a strange angle and the shadows and lighting make it seem like fall and yet the afternoons are warm. I cannot figure out what I am wearing each day as I stare into the closet lusting after plum and charcoal sweaters while shunning my summertime favorites of turquoise and fuchsia. The only time I am pretty sure what season it is, is when I am at the farmer’s market or grocery store.

When is it fashionably acceptable to wear white after Labor Day? On Yom Kippur!

“The conversation flowed and was so natural. I knew right away something special was happening.”

Laws about food, business, relationships, worship, time and even the way one should speak…Is Judaism all about laws, about doing this and not doing that?