Sunday, 27 July 2008

Don't Worry, We'll Find You A Husband

My grandma is in Israel for the summer. It's great because she bakes tunisian pastries and cakes and makes delicious couscous on shabbat, and incidentally helps me look for a husband...

During her first days in Tel Aviv, she would ask me every single day "so, tell me again, you went to ulpan for 5 months? And in 5 months you didn't find a boyfriend there? How is that possible?" Every single day.

Every time I bump into some male friend, aquaintance, neighbour, or just mention a guy in a story, she asks me "so what about him, why aren't you with him?" If I answer that he's too young, or that he's boring, or that he's not educated, or that I'm just not attracted to him, it's not a good enough reason for her. Then she goes "don't worry, don't worry, we'll find you someone soon", but the thing is, I'M NOT WORRIED! I'm not worried at all, I'm totally ok, and whatever will be will be, but after hearing every day that I should worry, I'm really gonna start worrying soon... Funny how your loving relatives can put negative thoughts into your mind... But now I've learned how to laugh about it... and it is really hilarious, honestly!

3 comments:

elie said...

Not to mention, that is like the universal grandmother thing to do... So you have company!

Schvach said...

Come back, come back, PLEASE, I miss
your blog

Sarah Rabinowicz said...

It is the same with my Ashkenaze mum !