Before I tell you about my weekend, I wanted to pass on some information that I gleaned while in California. Up until a week ago, when I heard the term “Unisex” as in “Denny’s will now have unisex bathrooms”, I thought that meant a bathroom that can be used by both men and women. You know, like the ones you have in your own house! Uh, no, that is NOT what that means. It means that when you are dying to go to the bathroom and you’re stuck on a beach in Oceanside watching an Ironman race and finally find one inside a pavilion, while you are in one stall doing YOUR business, a man can be in the stall RIGHT NEXT DOOR, doing his. If you just upchucked your breakfast, welcome to my world.
Now back to more pleasant things – my weekend! This was one of the better ones because it had the perfect ratio of friends:family:rest.
Friday night we were invited to participate in a Seder dinner.
The Seder is a ritual performed by a community or by multiple generations of a family, involving a retelling of the story of the liberation of the Israelites from slavery in ancient Egypt. This story is in the Book of Exodus (Shemot) in the Hebrew Bible.
The family who invited us was nice enough to include Moon so we had her look up all of the food/symbolism before we went. During the dinner, she filled the role of the “children” by reciting certain lines and looking for the matzah. In the car ride home I asked her if she had enjoyed it. She said, “It was one of my favorite things we’ve done all year!”
Okay, then. So much for taking her to Savannah/Chicago/Charleston/Nashville/SanDiego! Next year we’ll just hand her a Jewish calendar and be done with it.
Saturday, we went to Waffle House for breakfast, then did some shopping. Once a year we get to send gifts to India (Hey, I’ve BEEN to India!) and they were supposed to be there by the 9th. No big deal except that for some reason the date on my watch was wrong and said that Saturday was the 7th! If you got knocked down by the Tyres running through Target, know that it was for a good cause.
Sunday was Easter so we joined millions of other Christians dressed in pastels and went to church. AmmoGuy and his family had invited us over afterward for lunch where I ate more carbs in one sitting than I have the last two months. We watched some egg hunting, then came home where I crashed on the couch for a good, long nap.
I only got up because my husband had promised to take some photos for a little something I like to call MY AUTHOR PICTURE. You know, the one on the back of my BOOK? My publisher has one but it’s from a few years ago when I was younger and skinnier, so I thought we might need to update it. Then JD shot a bunch of pictures of the current me and I decided if it ain’t broke, don’t fix it. I’ll just request that they install coated plexiglass at all of my book signings and people can slide their books underneath, thus preventing them from seeing the real, un-retouched version. A girl’s got to do what a girl’s got to do, amiright Kittens?
How was YOUR Easter?