Well, here it is again the 25th day of Kislev, and time for the Festival of Light. I actually have a cool calendar that shows both years (the Gregorian calendar and the Jewish calendar) that I got at this neat deli. So, for those who celebrate, here’s to the lights in the darkness! And for the next eight days, prezzies! Dreidel! Not to forget the meditation and prayer that goes along with it all, too. I try not to get too caught up in the materialistic side of Christmas, either, but it’s tough.
The house wanted another present, so it’ll be getting a new dishwasher (yay!) because the pan rusted out underneath ours (boo!) and leaked all under the kitchen cabinets and finally onto the kitchen floor (ack!) And there are squirrels getting into the attic somehow. Got to get all that fixed. Too bad I am lazy, hopelessly un-mechanical, and worthless. Must find someone who can fix this stuff, and soon.
We didn’t get snowed in. In fact, it’s 67 degrees and partly cloudy right now. If you got snowed in . . . try to enjoy it. *grin*
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Nobody gets in to see the wizard. Nobody, no way, nohow.
Pay no attention to the man behind the curtain. The Great Oz has spoken.
— John Lennon, 1964, when asked by a reporter “What have you seen that you like best about our country?”