Eight unrelated things about our Chanukah so far:
- Two of my teens went to the Bible Contest for adults, while the rest of us listened on the radio. My husband didn’t like the fact that the answers assumed that King Solomon wrote all of Mishlei (Proverbs), when the verse in question (30:8) is part of a chapter headed by, “The words of Agur ben Yakeh.” The speeches went on too long and they had to run through the contest questions so fast that neither I, who wanted to tweet some, nor Jameel, who live-blogged the progress of the contest, could get much down. Since the TV station had another program scheduled, the contest took a break while the broadcast moved to another channel. The Emmys it wasn’t.
- At our family Chanukah party, we played a game prepared by my sister-in-law. Each of two teams gets a sheet with nine items written down. Each item on the sheet has a parallel on the opposing team’s page: Both are members of an unstated category. For example, if the first unstated category were Chanukah foods. Team A’s sheet would say #1: Jelly doughnut and Team B’s sheet would say #1: Potato pancake. The teams take turns guessing the other team’s items until one has found them all. You don’t have to guess the categories themselves. Categories included Chanukah songs, the first words of the verses in Maoz Tzur, and the names of Matityahu’s sons. Sometimes you can figure out the category by the questions asked by your opponents, and you can eliminate their wrong guesses as possibilities.
- Mazal tov to Phyllis from Ima on the Bima, who celebrated Chanukah by having a baby boy.
- Mirj is celebrating by hosting the Kosher Cooking Carnival.
- Yesterday we visited The Adulam Forest and caves near Beit Shemesh. We saw Second Temple burial caves, a dry riverbed, ritual baths, cacti. Sound familiar? My son loved the winding, crawl-able underground tunnel between rooms. Make sure to take a good flashlight.
- The other day I was taking groceries out of our car when I noticed flies on the hood. And a bad smell. Bravely, I opened the hood and peered in until I saw some black and white fur. Un-bravely, I closed the hood and called my husband. By the time he got home it was too dark to see clearly, and in the morning he realized he could not get at most of it. At a garage they removed the cover from under the engine, letting the cat fall out. Then they cleaned the engine. Apparently it’s common for cats to climb into a warm engine. Lesson learned: Tap on your car’s hood before turning on the engine to warn any beasts.
- On Wednesday Mrs. S. and I met in a park in Modiin. We each brought our two youngest children who did not interact in the slightest, but Mrs. S. and I enjoyed each other’s company. My daughter noted that everyone in Modiin speaks English, while my son was impressed that some playgrounds still have sand.
- My conversation with Mrs. S. inspired me to write a “Frequently Asked Questions” page.
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