When I met my husband Jerry, I knew a lot of his good friends from years back, but every now and then he would say, “Look, there’s a close friend of mine.” Then, usually, he would have a conversation with the guy, and not introduce me. He would, though, always profusely apologize afterwards, for not introducing me, as he forgot his friend’s name. “You’re really good friends with the guy and you don’t know his name?” Weird, I thought. more

Ok, I’m officially done with winter. I’ve had enough. I’m cold when it’s 50 degrees, so I’m really not happy. Forecast is for temps in the single digits with a windchill … more

Judy’s off one more week (mazel tov on her son’s wedding!), so we’re running a version of a favorite pre-Shavuot column. Seems like yesterday that I wrote about the chocolate … more

I can always count on my husband being late. Most of the time, it’s really not his fault, as I know he has absolutely no concept of time — unless it has to do with his beloved New … more

When May rolls around and Shabbat is over after 8:30 pm, there aren’t many choices of what to do on a Saturday night. There is bowling, which I love, but not a reality, as most of our friends would rather have root canal work. more

Last week, my husband Jerry underwent some minor oral surgery. The surgeon advised that he eat a decent amount before since he wouldn’t really be able to chew much afterwards. By the time he got to her office he was stuffed and it reminded him of the time his first son was born, on the last day of Chanukah in December 1981. more

A few years back I wrote about the first time that my husband, Jerry, had a real birthday party. He was turning seven and was invited to Lenny Schwartz’s birthday party. … more

No funny husband stories this week, no family member engaged or married and no new news on the home front. Instead of lamenting the end of summer (and my pathetic Atlanta Braves), I thought I’d … more

This past weekend, my husband and I had the privilege of dog-sitting for my granddog Murphy. This time, Murphy’s parents (my daughter and son-in-law) weren’t here; they were off to a … more

Although Judy stayed home for Pesach, she took a few “travel days” off from her column, so we’re reprinting her post-Pesach dispatch from 2012. The last of the Pesach dishes, … more