Single digit temperatures. My fellow maggidim in the class gather. I sit by the fire in the fireplace, warming up, having arrived, parked, unpacked and stowed everything that needed parking, unpacking, and/or stowing.
They’ve installed a wireless network here since August. Oh joy of joys! I can blog by the fireplace. I hope this will take my mind off of being away from my family over Christmas, that great goyische Ur-holiday, for the first time since forever. Peter was giving me lots of guilt-inducing grief last night: “But Mom, I’ll be gone next year….”
We watched the first half or so of Men in Black, and went to bed, and I was off very early this morning. I shouted, “Goodbye, Peter!” up the stairway, but I think he didn’t hear it.
Anyway, here I am.