October 4th, 2005

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Happy 1st Morning of Rosh Hashanah.

Or is it?

Mom took Dena (friend who is staying with us because her daughter just had a baby in town) to the doctor, Deb's got to do a Torah portion this morning and sounds horrible (The Torah portion sounds good, the coughing and frog-like voice sound horrible), Vivi GOT UP when the rest of us were ready to go (despite several wakings up since 8:01 this morning), and I'm weirdly happy as a clam (are clams happy? Maybe I can be happy as a clam because clams are happy when they meet me-- cause I don't eat them?), even though my skirt is doing something weird around my hips, and I realize I'm going to have to walk in intense heat (to the tashlich service) later this afternoon).

La de da.

time to go