"Eric's Pizza and Live Bait"
Just makes you want to eat dinner there, doesn't it?
Friday, February 12, 2010
Thursday, February 11, 2010
Musical to a tee
This evening, after dinner, Xander took out his Shabbat plush set and started waving the candles. Then - this was a first - he started to SING. "aaah-aah-aaah-aah," with his voice rising and falling, in a rough approximation of the candle blessing! Then he stopped, raised his arm and pointed (still holding the candle) to me. "You want me to sing?" I asked. "Uh," he said. "Okay." So Jonathan and I started singing the Shabbat blessing. And he sang along!! No words, but there was a definite tune in there. We're gonna have to try and record it for you, it was awesome.
This makes up for the news we received yesterday, which is that the last bout of antibiotics didn't work, and he now has a *double* ear infection. It's his third in as many months. If he still has the infection after this round, we'll try alternative treatments. Then we might have to put tubes in his ears. :(
This makes up for the news we received yesterday, which is that the last bout of antibiotics didn't work, and he now has a *double* ear infection. It's his third in as many months. If he still has the infection after this round, we'll try alternative treatments. Then we might have to put tubes in his ears. :(
Tuesday, February 9, 2010
Early morning frustration
At 7am today, Cincinnati was in a Level I snow alert, but HUC was open.
I was scared to drive on the still-unplowed streets, so Jonathan took me and Xander to school. I went to my 8am class, Xander to daycare. Jonathan went back home.
At 8:16am, the director of operations came into our classroom to tell us that HUC was closing. All classes were cancelled, including the one I was now in. I called Jonathan to pick us up. He had literally just gotten home and taken his boots off, when he had to come back.
Our class (all six of us who had showed up) voted to have the session continue. We had driven out in this bad weather, we were darn well gonna learn something.
Then daycare called to please pick up Xander, as it was now closed and he was the only kid in the building.
Thankfully, my prof is wonderful and told me to bring him back to the classroom with me. So I grabbed some toys and a snack from daycare, Xander and I trooped back to the classroom, and I spent the rest of the class period trying to keep him quiet while half-listening to the conversation about rabbinic authority on law versus minhag (custom).
Class ended, everyone left. Jonathan was still stuck in terrible traffic. Xander and I went to the Bumming Room so he could play the piano. Jonathan drove up, we got in the car. Xander screamed and screamed, because he liked the piano, and he was tired of being quiet.
It's been a decent day, in spite of all that. But what a waste of a morning.
I was scared to drive on the still-unplowed streets, so Jonathan took me and Xander to school. I went to my 8am class, Xander to daycare. Jonathan went back home.
At 8:16am, the director of operations came into our classroom to tell us that HUC was closing. All classes were cancelled, including the one I was now in. I called Jonathan to pick us up. He had literally just gotten home and taken his boots off, when he had to come back.
Our class (all six of us who had showed up) voted to have the session continue. We had driven out in this bad weather, we were darn well gonna learn something.
Then daycare called to please pick up Xander, as it was now closed and he was the only kid in the building.
Thankfully, my prof is wonderful and told me to bring him back to the classroom with me. So I grabbed some toys and a snack from daycare, Xander and I trooped back to the classroom, and I spent the rest of the class period trying to keep him quiet while half-listening to the conversation about rabbinic authority on law versus minhag (custom).
Class ended, everyone left. Jonathan was still stuck in terrible traffic. Xander and I went to the Bumming Room so he could play the piano. Jonathan drove up, we got in the car. Xander screamed and screamed, because he liked the piano, and he was tired of being quiet.
It's been a decent day, in spite of all that. But what a waste of a morning.
Monday, February 8, 2010
Sunday, February 7, 2010
Cooking with Daddy, and other pictures
Me with Ayden, Matt and Erin's little one.
Xander wasn't sure how he felt about me holding *another* baby besides him. Blasphemy!
A very, very tired boy about to go to bed.
Snuggles for all!
Oooh, the cooking excitement!Saturday, February 6, 2010
Snow and a good book
Jonathan's sister Natasha was supposed to come visit today, but the roads were too horrible, so she stayed home. Our evening party was cancelled. But this was great: we didn't leave the house once. Not even to venture to the porch to check the mail.
Instead, I made the most of Xander's nap and finally picked up Antonio's loan of Good Omens: The Nice and Accurate Prophecies of Agnes Nutter, Witch by Terry Pratchett and Neil Gaiman. It was fabulous, in the style of Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy, only (and don't hate me)... I liked it better. To summarize the plot in a sentence or two: the Apocalypse is coming, but neither the main angel or main demon ("who did not so much fall as saunter vaguely downwards") are happy about it because they like their cushy jobs down on earth. The Antichrist has gotten lost, the Four Horsemen ride motorcycles, Atlantis rises again, and the end result is a brilliant satire on all human society. British humor and religion is all bundled up into one cult classic. You should read it. Now.
And yes, Mom, Xander pics are coming tomorrow. :)
Instead, I made the most of Xander's nap and finally picked up Antonio's loan of Good Omens: The Nice and Accurate Prophecies of Agnes Nutter, Witch by Terry Pratchett and Neil Gaiman. It was fabulous, in the style of Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy, only (and don't hate me)... I liked it better. To summarize the plot in a sentence or two: the Apocalypse is coming, but neither the main angel or main demon ("who did not so much fall as saunter vaguely downwards") are happy about it because they like their cushy jobs down on earth. The Antichrist has gotten lost, the Four Horsemen ride motorcycles, Atlantis rises again, and the end result is a brilliant satire on all human society. British humor and religion is all bundled up into one cult classic. You should read it. Now.
And yes, Mom, Xander pics are coming tomorrow. :)
Thursday, February 4, 2010
Mornings are wonderful
1) I slept through my 8am class. (Probably not so wonderful in the long term, but oy I needed it today.)
2) Yesterday Jonathan gave me the coolest gadget ever, a PNY 2 inch long 4 GB flash drive. It's on my keyring. Well, I just brought it to school and used the library's fancy-shmancy new copier to scan book pages directly into my keyring USB!! I never have to spend money on photocopying again.
3) Lynn told me about the Orlando Harry Potter Adventure Park. Who needs Israel or South America? My next vacation is planned.
4) Xander blows kisses now. And he giggles every time. :)
2) Yesterday Jonathan gave me the coolest gadget ever, a PNY 2 inch long 4 GB flash drive. It's on my keyring. Well, I just brought it to school and used the library's fancy-shmancy new copier to scan book pages directly into my keyring USB!! I never have to spend money on photocopying again.
3) Lynn told me about the Orlando Harry Potter Adventure Park. Who needs Israel or South America? My next vacation is planned.
4) Xander blows kisses now. And he giggles every time. :)
Tuesday, February 2, 2010
Open, again
Setting this as private was getting way too complicated, and we've been fielding a lot of complaints. So we are, open again. Read in peace. :-)
Monday, February 1, 2010
I've been a rabbinical student too long
Pulling up to a stop light today near the University of Cincinnati campus, I saw an older man at the crosswalk. He had dark hair and was wearing what I thought was a light-colored kippah, situated perfectly on the crown of his head. How neat! I thought to myself. Three or four scenarios ran through my head in the space of a second: maybe he was a visiting rabbi at HUC, maybe he was an HUC grad student or prof going to UC for a class , maybe he was a random Jew walking by, etc.
What really happened? What did I see when I pulled up closer?
Yeah, you guessed it. It was an older man with a perfectly round, perfectly kippah-situated, bald spot.
What really happened? What did I see when I pulled up closer?
Yeah, you guessed it. It was an older man with a perfectly round, perfectly kippah-situated, bald spot.
Busy busy busy
I'm back from my pulpit, hooray! I love going, but it does take a huge chunk of time. Saturday was the holiday of Tu Bishvat, the birthday of the trees. So instead of writing a sermon, I led a discussion on Haiti and the environment. Then I basically (blatantly) copied my mom's lesson plans for youth group, when we made decoupage pots and planted seeds. For adult education we did a Tu Bishvat seder (modeled after a Passover seder). I then tutored my two kids, and was back home by dinner on Saturday night.
Except that we didn't actually have dinner at home, because we got a last-minute call from Dave, to come over for a surprise party to celebrate Elbie's 30th birthday. All of my friends are turning 30 this year... I feel like I'm observing it all happening, waiting and wondering how I'll feel in two years. The party was quite fun. Interesting, also, because most of the people in Dave and Elbie's circle are evangelicals or born-again (they're how I know a few missionaries). So the conversations about God and Bible are always fascinating.
Sunday we went to go see Matt and Erin's baby Ayden. He's 5 lbs, but I swear, that pound and a half less than Xander makes all the difference in the world. He was so tiny!!
Speaking of Xander, he's doing better, but we did have a slight scare on Friday. He was coughing a ton, a deep wet raspy cough, so we took him into the doctor's. He was diagnosed with an ear infection and more bronchial issues. They gave him a breathing treatment in the doctor's office, and then gave us inhaler to take home. The poor kid must think we hate him; every day he gets two doses of an antiobiotic, and has to breathe for about 10 minutes with a mask. We were assured that his breathing problems now are purely coincidental and not related to the hospitalization in August. And it's not indicative that he'll have asthma later on.
Oh yes - and in a "bragging about my husband moment" - I know nothing about cars, right? Well, apparently my front tire was low. Sarah at HUC saw my car in the parking lot and called Jonathan on the phone to tell him (because she knows I'm useless). When I got home, he was waiting with the air compresser (which apparently we had in the garage - who knew?). He went out in the literally freezing ice and snow to blow up my tire, so I wouldn't even have to drive to the gas station. Isn't that sweet?!
Except that we didn't actually have dinner at home, because we got a last-minute call from Dave, to come over for a surprise party to celebrate Elbie's 30th birthday. All of my friends are turning 30 this year... I feel like I'm observing it all happening, waiting and wondering how I'll feel in two years. The party was quite fun. Interesting, also, because most of the people in Dave and Elbie's circle are evangelicals or born-again (they're how I know a few missionaries). So the conversations about God and Bible are always fascinating.
Sunday we went to go see Matt and Erin's baby Ayden. He's 5 lbs, but I swear, that pound and a half less than Xander makes all the difference in the world. He was so tiny!!
Speaking of Xander, he's doing better, but we did have a slight scare on Friday. He was coughing a ton, a deep wet raspy cough, so we took him into the doctor's. He was diagnosed with an ear infection and more bronchial issues. They gave him a breathing treatment in the doctor's office, and then gave us inhaler to take home. The poor kid must think we hate him; every day he gets two doses of an antiobiotic, and has to breathe for about 10 minutes with a mask. We were assured that his breathing problems now are purely coincidental and not related to the hospitalization in August. And it's not indicative that he'll have asthma later on.
Oh yes - and in a "bragging about my husband moment" - I know nothing about cars, right? Well, apparently my front tire was low. Sarah at HUC saw my car in the parking lot and called Jonathan on the phone to tell him (because she knows I'm useless). When I got home, he was waiting with the air compresser (which apparently we had in the garage - who knew?). He went out in the literally freezing ice and snow to blow up my tire, so I wouldn't even have to drive to the gas station. Isn't that sweet?!
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