I suppose the nearest equivalent to a bar mitzvah in terms of emotional build-up would probably not even be one's wedding day, but one's coronation.
My idea of a good work-out is two hours spent worrying about the bags under my eyes.
Did you ever meet a mother that complained that her child phoned her too often? Me neither.
Jewish Alzheimer's is forgetting everything except a grudge.
What does a Californian make for dinner? Reservations.
I've discovered over the years that if my hair is all right, then generally speaking, so am I.