I am sending HAPPY THANKS-HA-GI-NUKAH-VING e-cards. Get it? This year Thanksgiving and Hanukah fall on the same day. Unfortunately, they are both overlooked because of the beginning Christmas craze. Don't take me wrong, I love Christmas, but I think, especially this year, the merchants of every kind are desperate to make their point with us: "BUY, BUY, BUY!!!" - and a lot of money from us. It's OK, they are - us - the business owners who try to survive in the terrible economy. It is up to us, therefore, to keep our cool and a correct perspective on things.
Today we are invited to the friends' house. I made a double amount of the Charlotte - an apple "pake". What is a "pake", you ask me? Sorry, today I am allowed some Jewish accent!
|I made this!|
It was a curious meeting. Doris usually has no problem talking one on one about most of the things, but in public she can't open her mouth. Last night she really broke through! I, on the other hand, who am able to talk freely in private or in public, had this painful rock in my chest all the while that I shared, like there was something inside that wanted to come out but couldn't. That's it, I have an emotional constipation!
After we concluded the meeting, we got some small burgers, fries and drinks and kept on talking and laughing. Mr. P. recently gave his talk at the Community of Faith breakfast at my church. Many members asked to see him professionally. That is a very good news. Perhaps, people are looking not only to better their lives, but also to face their feelings about our movement.
So, except for a tiny moment when I upset Mr. P. by my suggestion that Bible is open to interpretation, we had a good time. Doris and I went home, but spent another hour or so talking in the car. Sonny called me and asked: "Mom, are you coming home? It's 12 o'clock!" Opps! Time flies!