Ramblings of a 30 something mom with three kids,a full time job, and a thriving real estate business.
Wednesday, March 30, 2005
Last night my husband and I have a conversation about religion. He says that he always wanted to marry a nice, Jewish girl. Then he asks me to convert. I ask why, since he's not Jewish. He tells me that he wants me to convert and then denounce the religion like he did. I then ask, I speak yiddish, I nag you, I give you guilt trips, I can't cook and I am cheap, how much more Jewish can I get? True, he answers.