Monday, February 06, 2006

Tim has been around my family long enough that he knows what the Yiddish word "shmata" means. ("Rag," as in, when something spills, my mother screams, "Get me a shmata!") So, one day on our trip, when I was nagging him about something or other, (probably something to do with driving) he turns to me and says, "Gee. Someone's on the shmata."

4 comments:

Anonymous said...

Oy, and did you see that shmata Prince had on his head on SNL?
(Am I using it right?).

Doreen Orion said...

Actually, I did and you are!
(Whoever you are.)

Anonymous said...

Hi Doreen,
You should be a professional writer. I really enjoyed reading of your adventures. Just think – some day you can write about your adventures in Australia and New Zealand!
Cheers,

Katie

Doreen Orion said...

Oh, Katie. Don't I wish (on both counts!)

Katie works for Global Medical Staffing. They have positions for psychiatritsts all over the world, mainly Australia and New Zealand. We've been on their email newsletter list for years... dreaming.