It's bearly Tuesday, and I'm already waiting for Shabbos to come in. I'm not such a huge fan of this whole weekday thing! I'm sure I'm not the only one.
I usually am exhausted by the end of the week, and feel too lazy to go to Manhattan to spend Shabbos with my brother. So I usually just eat the meals out by a friend, who lives in the neighborhood... it is soooooo convenient because his family LOVES me, and is even insulted if i don't show up for 2 weeks in a row. I love them ... almost as much as I love Shabbos! ;)
Last week, I sort of felt forced to hold Shabbos meals at my place, even though I did not at all feel up to it. My brother and 2 friends asked if they could come, and I couldn't say no since they've had me over several times for Shabbos. I ended up cooking for5 people (including me and my roomie). It wasn't that bad at all though, since we were invited out for Shabbos morning, even though it was a 45 minute walk out in the freeeezing cold. Overall, I had a great time. The inconvenience of having to cook was well worth it. I would rather have had them than not.
And by the way... yes, I made apricot chicken.... that is ALL I know how to make!
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Tuesday, February 6, 2007
Tuesday, January 23, 2007
Panic!
I was just looking at my last post, and towards the end of it I was reminded of one of these crazy panicy moments, back in college.
Well, I went to the same college as my brother, and he and I had basically the same group of friends. These were all friends we grew up with and ones we made at college. Usually, on Shabbos, we would all get together for dinner- we're talking about 10 or more of us on a normal Shabbat.
One Shabbat, while we were in the middle of dinner, one of my friends was talking about how he had left his dorm room door open that day. When he got back, he saw some guy he doesn't really know at his computer. My brother quickly jumped into the conversation, and told me in front of EVERYBODY that he noticed that I too left my door open, and that when he walked in the other day, he turned on my computer screen and saw that there was gay porn on the browser. He continued to say that he scrolled down just to check if ANY of it was straight, and surely enough it wasn't.
My brother was convinced it was this crazy random guy. As soon as the words "gay porn" had left his mouth, I was in panic mode!! My heart skipped a beat, my hands started to sweat, and I was trying so hard to keep my hands from shaking under the table! Outside I was just trying to keep my cool, but inside I was yelling at the top of my lungs at my brother, "Don't say another word you IDIOT!!!!!........ Stop Talking!!!!" I think there was even a long pause after that. I think I ended up responding, "that's freaky!" - something stupid like that.
Anyway, thank G-d someone changed the subject after that. I really could not believe that my own brother didn't put two and two together, especially since that was like the 3rd or 4th time he had found gay porn on my computer. I just wish he had dealt with this with me individually, instead of at dinner when he had all of our friends' undivided attention.
................But hey..... looking back... it IS kinda funny. No?
Well, I went to the same college as my brother, and he and I had basically the same group of friends. These were all friends we grew up with and ones we made at college. Usually, on Shabbos, we would all get together for dinner- we're talking about 10 or more of us on a normal Shabbat.
One Shabbat, while we were in the middle of dinner, one of my friends was talking about how he had left his dorm room door open that day. When he got back, he saw some guy he doesn't really know at his computer. My brother quickly jumped into the conversation, and told me in front of EVERYBODY that he noticed that I too left my door open, and that when he walked in the other day, he turned on my computer screen and saw that there was gay porn on the browser. He continued to say that he scrolled down just to check if ANY of it was straight, and surely enough it wasn't.
My brother was convinced it was this crazy random guy. As soon as the words "gay porn" had left his mouth, I was in panic mode!! My heart skipped a beat, my hands started to sweat, and I was trying so hard to keep my hands from shaking under the table! Outside I was just trying to keep my cool, but inside I was yelling at the top of my lungs at my brother, "Don't say another word you IDIOT!!!!!........ Stop Talking!!!!" I think there was even a long pause after that. I think I ended up responding, "that's freaky!" - something stupid like that.
Anyway, thank G-d someone changed the subject after that. I really could not believe that my own brother didn't put two and two together, especially since that was like the 3rd or 4th time he had found gay porn on my computer. I just wish he had dealt with this with me individually, instead of at dinner when he had all of our friends' undivided attention.
................But hey..... looking back... it IS kinda funny. No?
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