Used to be somebody’s levi…
December 28, 2005Mazel tov Ari Joffe.
By the way, we would have come anyway. you didn’t have to say. “come to the davening, Mordy is counting on Yudie for Levi”.
Im walking up to get an aliya… and its ya’amode… blah.. blah…ben blah… i.e. NOT me.
Hmmm, sneaky trick to get israeli people to wake up early to deal with traffic to come to the Kotel. Next time just be up front… ” please come, we have a levi…. but come anyway”… some nephew who wasn’t even invited gets the aliya… At least I’ve grown. I’m not going to harbor ill feelings and broadcast my grievences throughout cyberspace. After a nice breakfast, we split up camp. I went to a balloon gig, hosted by hamodia newspaper, story and balloons. and the rest of the family went to (where else) the mall. I had a great time. I made up a story about a girl fighting elephants and was doing great until I clocked a kid in the face with a mike. I think I’m in the clear. The receipt I gave has someone else’s business on it. So if Magic Eugene gets sued. you’ll know why. Speaking about the mall, yesterday the older kids went to see harry potter, in english with hebrew subtitles, and the best part was the kosher popcorn. Michal also liked the hafsaka. Intermission. I feel its healthier with the break. Less stress on the bladder. Just a few…minutes…more… As the kids were at the movies I was in Modi’in running balloon races and twisting balloons. “can you speak in hebrew?” “sure Ein Baya”. Of course there WAS baya when they heard me… so I had to get one of the kids to help me out. worked out ok. Well, I’m heading out. Mincha. Take care and Chag Sameach
