Hanukkah is here again. This is the first year Adam and I decided to forgo 8 nights of presents and instead buy a light fixture for our kitchen (currently being installed as I write).
I am not one for simplicity- so of course, I decided to add in a little surprise and get a second light fixture- for our master bathroom that is a mini version of the giant chandelier in our entrance (Yes, I realize I have a slight lighting obsession lately- not sure what the deal with that is)
I had an interesting conversation via email earlier this week with a friend of mine asking which way I preferred to spell Hanukkah. (Obviously you can now tell). As I kid, I remember my dad and grandfather always spelling it with a “Ch” which I guess would be the literal translation of how it would sound in Hebrew if you were to properly pronounce it- which NO ONE does anymore. I remember always thinking that was the old way of spelling it- the “H” seemed more modern. But doesn’t that kind of defeat the point of tradition- the root of Judaism?
I was ready to let all this go- and deem myself intellectually stimulated for the week- until Adam brought home a gift from his office Secret Santa. The gift was great- a set of 4 colorful dreidels (the Secret Santa is a weekly gift of $1-$2 for the month of December)- so clearly whoever it is recognized that a chocolate Santa isn’t ideal…..but sadly the packaging actually read “Draydel”. I kid not. The company that made our wooden spinning tops literally packaged them and called them Draydels. Did I miss something?
Happy (C)Hanuk(k)a Ya’ll.
Tunic, Diane von Furstenburg from Copper Penny on King St; Leggings, Express; Boots, from Ecy Shoes n’ Chic
TARYN TALKS ABOUT Hanukkah in the South is a unique experience. It kind of doesn’t exist. You’re kind of forced to say/and say back Merry Christmas. I’ve always taken the “Happy Holiday” approach. A friend of mine recently sent a holiday card that I thought was BRILLIANT that said “Happy Everything”. I chose to send out sparkly Christmas ornament cutouts with cartoon characters of me and Adam and write Happy Holidays. I’m sure no one today noticed I was wearing blue for Hanukkah. They probably just thought it was a cute blue dress. I’m trying.











