Friday

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How did my Fridays get so busy?



Well, I guess water seeks its own level...



So today: Make challah, clean the house, go to the grocery store, exercise, feed children lunch...



The kids want to go see Garfield this afternoon (Sam wants to go see Harry Potter again, so I said, "Well, twist my arm...") but I don't think it's going to happen today because the %*^&($ baseball coach called and wants to have batting practice at 3:30 before the 5:15 game. Hello, sun, could you be shining any more brightly today?



I personally think that maybe we will show up for said practice at 4:00. After all, they can't all bat at once at 3:30, now can they? I also think this guy is a little enthusiastic about the 6-7 year old league...



Then, lovely Shabbat dinner planned, must call two folks and see if they are coming...I am getting better at planning ahead for Shabbat, but sleeping in this morning really kind of threw me off kilter. It just means I will have to be more efficient later.



Later, as in when I drag my butt off this chair and get going.



We watched Reality Bites last night. Dereck had never seen it. We were looking at the commentary later and Janeane Garafolo is very thin (how did she do it?), (comma) and Steve Zahn looks fantastic.



Don't get me wrong, I LOVE Ethan Hawke (despite the fact that he is an idiot, an asshole, and a loser-- explains a lot about my marriage, doesn't it?) but he and Winona? Not looking so hot these days.



Wanna Hear a Joke?



My dad just sent me a book, so I'm stealing the joke from the back for your enjoyment.



A panda bear walks into a bar and orders a sandwich. The panda bear eats the sandwich, and then pulls out a pistol, shoots rapidly into the air, and then turns for the door.



The owner is frozen in shock, but cries out, "Wait!... Why?"



The panda bear tosses him a poorly edited wildlife manual.



"I'm a panda bear."



The owner flips through the manual and finds this description:



Panda Bear: Black and white. Eats, shoots, and leaves.

Comments

  1. Michelle de SeattleJune 11, 2004 at 9:19 AM

    After watching Gattaca a couple of years ago, I said to my sweetie that I was going to start a jar of spare change to mail to Ethan so he could get his teeth fixed. Said sweetie threatened to throw me out the window if I mailed him even one single, solitary penny, since Ethan probably had enough friggin' money already...
    heh hmm. ahem.

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  2. AnonymousJune 11, 2004 at 9:44 AM

    Ooh yummy Challah! One of the things I miss since giving up religion is Friday night Sabbath services and dinner. I have to say that Judaism is a pretty fun religion for kids (and adults too, come to think of it). Rob and I have considered finding a local synagogue just to attend the occasional service, but they all seem to be the Jews-for-Jesus variety.

    - Pie

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  3. JenJune 11, 2004 at 9:47 AM

    I didn't know you were Jewish! Are you the one who posted about the menorah?

    I want to find a synagogue in Seattle for Friday night Shabbat while I'm there.

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