Bridgitte Raven

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Apr 19, 2015, 2:23 PM

I love you like

Israel. I love you like a child. So stupid sometimes and you keep me up at night worrying. How you keep falling over your own feet and spilling things. How frightened I am to watch you grow up in this...

Nov 9, 2014, 1:47 PM

Sacred Saturdays

On the day she violated her own Sabbath commandment, 'Thou shall get up whenever you want'

Nov 2, 2014, 11:35 PM

Hebrew Shmebrew

“Mommy is going to learn quidditch!” my son announced one evening last week. My husband turns to me, bewildered, somehow oblivious to the multiple lectures we have received on Harry Potter’s extracurricular activities. “It’s Yiddish, and...” I try to explain, but...

Oct 26, 2014, 3:05 PM

Cleaning: It’s Complicated

I once saw a quote on someone’s Facebook wall that said: “A clean house is a sign of a broken computer.” This is actually the 2.0 version of a phrase that dates back some time. The previous version read: “A...

Oct 19, 2014, 3:00 PM

Two nights too many

She thought she wanted a vacation in the place Zionist dreams are made of but then came the creepy ibex

Oct 12, 2014, 12:41 PM

Mourning mornings

This past week, due to changing patterns in my circadian rhythms, I found myself at the beach at 730 in the morning. Unfortunately, this was not because I had awoken there after a smoke filled night of frivolity. Rather,...

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About Me

Bridgitte is a by product of the lunacy of 1980's New York, and is currently recovering from Jerusalem Syndrome.