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I overslept and was late to work this morning, but the day has gone from up there. After work, Sara bought me frozen yogurt. Employees at her store are getting free frozen yogurt for the entire month of March, and she says she's going to get some every day. (I don't doubt it.)
I just got home from Shabbat services with the rabbi. Everyone at temple is busy busy getting ready for Purim, Pesach, our annual corn beef sandwich sale fundraiser, the Holocaust Memorial Day ceremony, and all eyes are on Washington for the upcoming AIPAC conference. In fact, our rabbi will be flying up to DC to attend.
On the way home from temple, I biked to the grocery store to rent Midnight in Paris. Spring has finally arrived, and the night was so cool, with azalea bushes blooming everywhere you look. There were so many hanging baskets of petunias and impatiens for sale outside the store that I barely had room to ride my bike. There were also some little girls selling Girl Scout cookies. I bought a box of lemon cookies, and they're so good I might eat the whole box! Sara is out buying an Icee right now (she insists she can't eat popcorn without Coke or an Icee) and when she gets back we're watching Midnight in Paris -- with the only woman who can rival Cote de Pablo in sexiness, the breathtaking, beautiful, French Marion Cotillard!
And speaking of the French, on the art calendar, I'm looking at Avignon, Pont St. Bénezet, an 1836 photograph by Edouard Baldus. But if this is the fabled "sur le pont d'Avignon," then where are the people dancing?
I just got home from Shabbat services with the rabbi. Everyone at temple is busy busy getting ready for Purim, Pesach, our annual corn beef sandwich sale fundraiser, the Holocaust Memorial Day ceremony, and all eyes are on Washington for the upcoming AIPAC conference. In fact, our rabbi will be flying up to DC to attend.
On the way home from temple, I biked to the grocery store to rent Midnight in Paris. Spring has finally arrived, and the night was so cool, with azalea bushes blooming everywhere you look. There were so many hanging baskets of petunias and impatiens for sale outside the store that I barely had room to ride my bike. There were also some little girls selling Girl Scout cookies. I bought a box of lemon cookies, and they're so good I might eat the whole box! Sara is out buying an Icee right now (she insists she can't eat popcorn without Coke or an Icee) and when she gets back we're watching Midnight in Paris -- with the only woman who can rival Cote de Pablo in sexiness, the breathtaking, beautiful, French Marion Cotillard!
And speaking of the French, on the art calendar, I'm looking at Avignon, Pont St. Bénezet, an 1836 photograph by Edouard Baldus. But if this is the fabled "sur le pont d'Avignon," then where are the people dancing?
