Tonight marks the beginning of Passover. As we host both Sedars, my husband and I spent all day Sunday preparing.
The first step in preparation was to take out, from our storage closet, our Sedar plates, matzoh plates, and matzoh covers. As I was handling each item I was struck by the length of time we had been using them and what they each mean to me.
Some readers of this commentary surely know the significance of tomorrow. Tomorrow we observe Earth Day. On “X” – formerly twitter (Oh how I wish Mr.
Waking up on a sunny Saturday morning, brewing some delicious coffee and venturing out my back door to feel the sunshine and listen to the sounds of suburbia waking up.
I found a video so you can share in my experience. (BTW, there were three of them in my neighbors yard)
This past week has been epic for my grandson Shawn Atom. One could describe it as a "Hat Trick" as he culminated his 7 year quest to become an Eagle Scout (achieved by only 4% of all Boy Scouts), decided to attend the venerable engineering program at Rensselaer Polytechnic Institute and and is attempting to find a vocalist so his band can enter Gotham's 5/19 Greenwich Village Battle of the Bands ($2000 First Prize plus a performance Showcase at iconic Cafe Wha?).
Every family has one member that is known for something in particular. I AM THE TRAVEL NIGHTMARE!!!!
Now, this is a blast from the past.
How many of you out there grew up with plastic slipcovers on the living room couch?
I was reminded recently of the personal experiences we sometimes bring to our professional experience.