My mom’s dead. And, I’m single. So, there’s no celebration of Mother’s Day this weekend. (Pay attention kids- your mom’s alive. Don’t forget her.) And, I was somewhat confused last week, when the Phillies celebrated Mother’s Day. (That’s because there will be no Sunday home game this weekend. )
Continue reading The only time I ever lag!
We’ve been counting since the Pesach (Passover) Seder. 50 days after we were freed from Egypt (Mitzrayim- a place of narrow straits), we were waiting by Mount Sinai (sorry- NOT in the “Sinai Peninsula”, more likely in Saudi Arabia, near an active volcano), to receive the 10 Commandments. Where the words were seen- yes, seen. I admit, until I saw the effects of a rocket plant explosion in Henderson, Nevada, I had no idea you really could see “sound”. Not surprising that those in attendance were totally awed…
Continue reading A Saturday All-Nighter!
Today is one of those days that I miss my kids. I really miss my kids. Because today was the day we’d take off and have a picnic. On the National Mall. At Mount Vernon. At McIntyre Park. Because today is Lag B’Omer. A pretty functional name for the holiday, since it means the 33rd day. The 33rd day between Pesach and Shvuot.
Tomorrow night I will never go to sleep. The day we’ve been waiting for is here. Tomorrow night begins the holiday of Shvuot- the Feast of Weeks.
Continue reading Counting to 50
Come on. Let’s go on a picnic.
No, I am being dead serious. Today is the 33rd day between Passover and Shvuot. It’s called Lag B’Omer- not a very original name, since Lag means 33 and Omer is the counting we do as we await the next holiday; it was the time that Jews used to bring daily offerings of barley to the Temple. (The reason we count the 50 days from Passover because we are waiting to receive the 10 commandments and the Tora- that is what happens on Shvuot.)
Tonight, I will be staying up all night. And, eating dairy meals for the next two days. Because it will be Feast of Weeks, Shvuot.
Yesterday was one of my favorite days of the year. One most of you have never heard about. One that I have celebrated since I was 5 years old. (Maybe, earlier, but that is the first time I remember doing so.)
