My father passed away 17 years ago, today (at least based on the Hebrew calendar – he passed away on 12 July 2003). This week we also join our cousins, and aunt in mourning our uncle who passed away last week.
Yesterday was my 44th birthday. Great expectations I realised I felt a little internal pressure to do something amazing, wonderful, or remarkable. I just couldn’t think of anything. In the past, I watched “The Secret Life of Walter Mitty” on my birthday as a sort of personal birthday tradition. I still love that movie,… Continue… Continue reading My 44th birthday was a good day
Last week, while my family was in Eilat for a long weekend vacation, I made my way to a shopping complex just outside my city. I was there to do some research for our daughter’s birthday party (check!), look for running shoes (nope!), and one or two other errands. While I was there, I thought…… Continue reading Pride and self-congratulation before the Idiot Tax (we’ll laugh about this later)
Another year has passed, and it’s my birthday again! Quite a lot has changed in the last year. Last year, I looked back on 2017, and where my path had taken me. https://pauljacobson.me/2017/12/08/42/ I pretty much ended my retrospective with the following: While I don’t have all the answers (not even remotely), perhaps being… Continue… Continue reading 43
I just read Cheri Baker’s post titled “Eight months without Facebook” that touches on my unformed thoughts about being on Facebook. When I spent a lot of time on sites like FB and Insta, I developed the habit of stereotyping people based on what they shared. I’d unconsciously tell myself that so-and-so is all about…… Continue reading Thoughts about being off Facebook
This Pesach is our third in Israel. We hosted the seder and had friends over. It was a good evening, and amazing food that Gina prepared. We also have leftovers that will keep us going for most of the rest of Pesach! Here are a couple more scenes from our evening:
Today Gina and I have been married for 12 years. I’ve had the opportunity to wake up next to her almost every morning in those years (well, and a year or two before that too
You know how we tell our kids that we have superpowers like being able to see them doing crazy stuff through walls? Well, sometimes those aren't myths.