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Benjamin had a part in our service this weekend. He came down very neatly dressed, but wearing jeans. I kindly asked him to change into dress pants. He replied, "Fine, but it's just for G-d and the Torah and nobody else!"
That works for me...
If you've not seen Benjamin in the last few weeks or few months - he's growing by leaps and bounds. In fact, the pants I bought him in December are high waters. So today we had planned to get some new pants. While in the car we were talking about the pants. He said "I want some pants that will help me get a girlfriend."
I let it ride a minute, because, quite honestly, I wasn't sure how to respond. Finally he pipes up with, "You know, pants that go to my ankles, not like to get sex or anything..."
Good because all I could think of was leather pants...
Okay, so I professed my love much earlier this year. So is it not appropriate that Valentine's Day is the best day to express that love? To take the plunge? After learning that my hard drive was dead, heck even the 19 year old Mac Genius agreed with me, and finding out how long it would take to replace my computer with a working replica... I had to come home with something to type on, no? I'm not exactly one to dawdle and dicker, so I'm typing my first post from my ultraportable macbook air... Now I need to find a good name for this one. Mardi Gras stuck for the last one, and the old one didn't have a name. I like the naming thing. So we're taking applications...
My HD crashed. Not only did it crash, but I lost several thousand words and chapters of my latest book due ridiculously soon. Depressed.
I got a weather alert texted to my phone at like 4 a.m. on Monday. I called the travel agent and paid over $100 to return 6 hours early. My husband wasn't so sure it was worth it. Then at 10 p.m., when he would have been picking me up we had about 6 inches of snow in our back yard and lots of ice - he was happy then...
The flight wasn't so horrible. But a few bumps. I only prayed a few times. Though the fight between the flight attendant and one of the (three) passengers was a bit exciting and scary. While I feel attendant was in the right, she never got friendly again.
I can't remember if I blogged this or not, but if I didn't, here is a picture of Lilah and the winning Chess team.
I hate them. I "safely" tucked into my basement awaiting doosmday - again. Hilary is being a teen and mad taht we are all invading her space, when "no good will come of it anyway." Kevin snapped at her, she snapped back and Ada just wants me to play music on the computer. Benjamin is nestled on a pillow covered up head to toe. I hear the rumble coming... Off to check the weather sites again... Expected 12:25 in Middletown, just past us.
My friend showed me this video of the traditional Hebrew Hava Nagila. Then we started debating over the song. We both snickered over the "it's like slut B@rbie does Hebrew" or "forget the Sweet Sixteen, it's my Bitchin' British Bat Mitzvah!" comments on the site. Your thoughts?
