This is a day after the day after. I might not be very coherent. Please, excuse me, I am just emerging from the chocolate coma. As I look around I see the debris, candy wrappers, packets of chips, colorful bags. Children are in school. No, this deserves an exclamation mark. Children are in school! And I am free to clean up, and pull myself together, and start the whole cooking thing all over again. Shabbos is coming.
But before I go into my “Shabbos Mode” and before Cleaning Lady comes, I can look around and look back.
This year the Purim was great. The kids were costumed to their satisfaction, with the minimum if financial hardship.
We had a friend come in and read the Megilas Esther at night and in the morning, we advertised the reading and I met a new neighbour. I have only lived on this block for the past eight years. And then my Ravelry friend came and I literally “went bananas” (eating chocolate for breakfast does something to me). I was so happy. Thank you Q-girl. She was dressed as Victorian Esther, I pulled out my beard and we took a picture.
We visited for a while and schmoozed about yarn, and yarn stores, and knitting, and people who give up because it is not perfect, and finally about more yarn.
My big kids (9 and 11) took my little kids (3 and 5) to deliver the goodies. Then My DH took the rest of them around. I stayed home with those who did not fit in the car(he did shifts). My friends have sent me wine and chocolate. This got to say something about me.
I am really missing one of them. She lives on the next block, but we do not see each other as often as we would like. I bought two similar mugs and sent her one. When she called me today to thank me I told her that I have the same mug, and now we can drink tea together.
My other friend sent me an e-mail to let me know that she delivered shalach monos that I left with her in Boston. Only to discover another set waiting there for HER. We left it there when we visited.
As the day wound down we went to my friend Tamar and had a meal there. It was very nice. Tamar, I love your corn-beef, your homentashen are stupendous too.
We dragged in home totally exhausted, sleepy, and full of good food.
Yesterday the kids were busy consuming their loot. The less said, the better.
Now we have a Shabbos to look forward to and then…Pesach.
The Cleaning Lady is here. Time to go.