I went on a date last week with a wonderful guy. He was smart, funny, good-looking, we had a lot to talk about, etc. Sounds perfect, right? Unfortunately, he also smelled awful. I don't mean this in a petty kind of way. He actually smelled like urine. We had a great time, but I was afraid to get too close, and I'm wondering whether I should see him again. What do you think?
I just landed a new position where I have the freedom to work from home. I still take my son to daycare, but I find myself feeling an obligation to be completely tied to my computer, worried that my employer will think I'm not actually working. What is the expectation for telecommuters, and how do I stop feeling like I'm not doing enough?
I'm a 27-year-old woman, and I've been dating a younger guy for the past few months. We are definitely in different places in our lives, and I'm not sure how to reconcile our different experiences with the fact that we have fun when we're together. How young is too young?
I work in a casual office, but I usually dress up on Fridays so that I can go to shul directly after work. When co-workers ask if I'm dressed up for a party or a date, I tell them that it's for synagogue — but I feel awkward mentioning my religious observance. Is that weird?
I am extremely proud to be a part of making the Philadelphia Jewish community the best it can be.
I am a co-founder of Minyan Tikvah (a lay-led prayer group in Center City Philadelphia that meets once a month for traditional egalitarian Shabbat services), a founder of a former matchmaking service for Jewish graduate students, a children’s book reviewer, a former elementary school teacher, a pretty decent cook and a mom to two beautiful children.
I spent years as the director of Hillel of Greater Philadelphia’s Jewish Graduate Student Network before resigning to spend more time with my family. My husband, Marc, likes to say that I knew more people within a week of moving to Philadelphia than he knew after six years here.
I’m originally from the tiny town of Fredonia, NY, and sometimes I still stare at the skyscrapers and marvel at how many Jews I know.