Even though it’s Tu B’av (the Jewish day of love) and I would hereby like to kindly ask everyone in Israel to stop trying to marry me off. You can’t walk five minutes in the streets of Jerusalem without being handed a flyer or asked about a shidduch. I cant even go into my bank without the teller commenting “You know, you’re a very nice girl…as it so happens, my neighbor has a very nice son” with an arched eyebrow of suspected interest. Seriously people. Yes, yes, we all want to get married and have hundreds of beautiful Jewish babies, but lets ease up on the pressure a bit.