Family Weekend

We're hitting the road tomorrow. Well, the sky actually. 

Early in the morning we're boarding a flight that will take us to Cleveland for our kind-of-annual August family weekend. And by kind-of-annual I mean we did it last year, and we're doing it again this year.

All eleven of us will be there, and I will spend the next five days smothering my nephew and both of my nieces with love.

There is also another Brinn family photo shoot in the works. You might remember this goodness from last year:

Well come Monday, you'll be seeing it again, although with all of us one year older and plus one baby. We think it will be fun to document whole family every summer as we keep growing and as time marches on.

And anyway, nothing says summertime like August in Cleveland, right?

I'll be back in a few days with stories, tales, and lots of pictures of the kiddos.

Stay tuned.

This Time Is Different

"And yet I can't shake the feeling that there is something bigger going on this time; something profound lurking in the violence and hostility against Israel and the response to it about what this means for the State of Israel, for all of us living a Jewish life, and for our future. I can't help but think that we are living a moment in Jewish history right now that we will tell our children about, and they theirs."

 I'm back on the Times of Israel writing about why this war with Hamas is different from all of the other wars. Head over and read the article here.

Summer Sunday Funday: Annual BBQ Edition

Ya know, to keep the kiddos entertained

And entertained they were. Especially when the hose came out.

The Brilliance of New York

"The brilliance of New York was the seamless blend of public and private, together and alone. Everybody was really, really busy -- which meant no one had time to worry about what anyone else was doing. Everybody was different, which meant no one was... You could ride the subway with a thousand other people, cried into a space too small for secrets, and feel absolutely anonymous, blissfully alone. You could be as quiet or as loud as you liked, engage in the world or detach completely, and New York would go on in a liquid stream around you, supporting your decision with the endless buoyant swell of an ocean." 

-Jenny Feldon, Karma Gone Bad

Throwback Thursday: Once Upon A Time I Looked Like This

This Is How We Have Fun

There is a lot of badness going on in the world, friends.

Terror, war, planes being shot out of the sky, a trip back to the stone-age when it comes to women's health, and the list goes on.

It's bleak, I know.

So I think a little levity is in order, right?

Last week. Thursday night. I'm sitting on the couch minding my own business, when I see something move out of the corner of my eye. Now, living in a house that is almost 100 years old, as I do, I assume we've been infiltrated by a poltergeist or some such thing.

But fear not. The cause was something far less sinister.

This is how we amuse ourselves on Thursday night:

But Double the robot is not just for fun. For David, it's an incredibly useful business tool. So useful, in fact, that the company stopped by his office a couple weeks ago to interview him on the use of robotics in his everyday business.

Behold, my business mogul in action:

I hope you have something similarly great to entertain yourselves during these bleak times but if not, come on over to our place. The robot will let you in the front door.