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April 9, 2014

Jonathan Tobin: Why Did Kerry Lie About Israeli Blame?

Samuel G. Freedman: A resolution 70 years later for a father's unsettling legacy of ashes from Dachau

Jessica Ivins: A resolution 70 years later for a father's unsettling legacy of ashes from Dachau

Kim Giles: Asking for help is not weakness

Kathy Kristof and Barbara Hoch Marcus: 7 Great Growth Israeli Stocks

Matthew Mientka: How Beans, Peas, And Chickpeas Cleanse Bad Cholesterol and Lowers Risk of Heart Disease

Sabrina Bachai: 5 At-Home Treatments For Headaches

The Kosher Gourmet by Daniel Neman Have yourself a matzo ball: The secrets bubby never told you and recipes she could have never imagined

April 8, 2014

Lori Nawyn: At Your Wit's End and Back: Finding Peace

Susan B. Garland and Rachel L. Sheedy: Strategies Married Couples Can Use to Boost Benefits

David Muhlbaum: Smart Tax Deductions Non-Itemizers Can Claim

Jill Weisenberger, M.S., R.D.N., C.D.E : Before You Lose Your Mental Edge

Dana Dovey: Coffee Drinkers Rejoice! Your Cup Of Joe Can Prevent Death From Liver Disease

Chris Weller: Electric 'Thinking Cap' Puts Your Brain Power Into High Gear

The Kosher Gourmet by Marlene Parrish A gift of hazelnuts keeps giving --- for a variety of nutty recipes: Entree, side, soup, dessert

April 4, 2014

Rabbi David Gutterman: The Word for Nothing Means Everything

Charles Krauthammer: Kerry's folly, Chapter 3

Amy Peterson: A life of love: How to build lasting relationships with your children

John Ericson: Older Women: Save Your Heart, Prevent Stroke Don't Drink Diet

John Ericson: Why 50 million Americans will still have spring allergies after taking meds

Cameron Huddleston: Best and Worst Buys of April 2014

Stacy Rapacon: Great Mutual Funds for Young Investors

Sarah Boesveld: Teacher keeps promise to mail thousands of former students letters written by their past selves

The Kosher Gourmet by Sharon Thompson Anyone can make a salad, you say. But can they make a great salad? (SECRETS, TESTED TECHNIQUES + 4 RECIPES, INCLUDING DRESSINGS)

April 2, 2014

Paul Greenberg: Death and joy in the spring

Dan Barry: Should South Carolina Jews be forced to maintain this chimney built by Germans serving the Nazis?

Mayra Bitsko: Save me! An alien took over my child's personality

Frank Clayton: Get happy: 20 scientifically proven happiness activities

Susan Scutti: It's Genetic! Obesity and the 'Carb Breakdown' Gene

Lecia Bushak: Why Hand Sanitizer May Actually Harm Your Health

Stacy Rapacon: Great Funds You Can Own for $500 or Less

Cameron Huddleston: 7 Ways to Save on Home Decor

The Kosher Gourmet by Steve Petusevsky Exploring ingredients as edible-stuffed containers (TWO RECIPES + TIPS & TECHINQUES)

Jewish World Review August 28, 2009 / 8 Elul 5769

Relaxation is hard work

By Lori Borgman

Lori Borgman

http://www.JewishWorldReview.com | The way the husband is forever telling me to pace myself, you'd think I was a race horse.

I fold laundry with lightning speed and he says to pace myself. I paint a room and he says to pace myself. I throw dinner on the table in 15 minutes and he says to pace myself.

The man tells me to pace myself one more time and I'm going to hang a wreath around my neck and claim the Triple Crown.

He claims I collapse at the end of the day because I get out of bed too early in the morning and move too fast.

"No," I explain, "I collapse at the end of the day because it is the end of the day."

We both have high energy windows, they just happen to be at opposite times. I'm on full alert in the morning, he comes to life at night.

It could be the secret to a long marriage. When you have different sleep and wake cycles, you have less time to argue.

We recently took our first ever extended trip without any of the kids with the sole purpose of relaxing.

The plan was to sit and watch the waves. The plan was to chill and do nothing. The plan was to lounge.

On the first day we sat around a lot. We ate out. We read. We watched a movie then we sat around some more.

On the second day we did it all over again.

"Are you enjoying relaxing?" the husband asked.

"All except for the part where I feel like I'm in the hospital," I said. "This is what sick people do — sit, read and sleep."

I expected a doctor to phone with test results and a nurse to appear with ice water at 5 a.m.

After two days of relaxing and five more to go, I began carving hatch marks on the kitchen wall above the sink.

On the third day, we sat some more, watched the waves, ate out and sat some more.

"Isn't this relaxing?" he asked.

"I guess so," I said. "Although some people might find it boring."

On the fourth day, I ripped one of his white T-shirts in half and waved it on a broomstick out the front door of our vacation rental.

On the fifth day, I was so relaxed I was ready to jump out of my skin.

Every fall I love reading essays by people who wax poetic about the melancholy they experience as they close up their summer cottages and return to the city. But now I'm wondering what it is they do all summer.

Nobody could keep up this relaxing business day after day. I think people who go away for the summer actually just play house in a different location. They market, cook, fix broken things, answer e-mail, pay bills and worry about their kids. But because they do it at a different address, it is somehow considered relaxing.

It would be a lot less work to rent a post office box.

I'm not good at relaxing. I'm also not good at pacing myself.

For those of you who have the stamina to relax — best wishes. All I can say is I tried relaxing and it nearly killed me.

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