No, not me. My mother is going to be in Israel next month. Her first stop is Jerusalem. I’m trying to decide if I want to let her meet any of my Israeli blogger friends, because this is the woman with ALL the blackmail material on me.
Oh, wait. No, she’s only got the stuff from my childhood.
Where in Jerusalem?
The stuff from your childhood?
That’s the most embarrasing stuff.
I think she’s got you over a barrel, Meryl.
Pay her whatever price she’s asking for her omerta.