What’s wrong, you might ask? Usually chocolate from my favorite local chocolatiers would have me swooning. But after all the holidays, that’s just not the case. And, as I previously mentioned, I still have a lovely bunch of chocolates hanging around.
But really, it’s just a case of (what would be a best-seller among the Jewish Orthodox, dear sister, if you would write it–or maybe your lovely daughter?) The fill-in-the -blank Bears and too much Yuntif.
A while ago, eons at least, someone asked me if I would be able to house guests for their son’s upcoming bar mitzvah celebration.
“Sure! I can house up to 6 people, no problem!”
So we’re housing 7.
Including a baby.
They brought chocolate as a housegift, so what’s the problem?
I had washed the tons of sheets and towels from our family. Thank G-d for my large capacity washer! I re-made the beds. We took out the air conditioners. I vacuumed and dusted. I even put away all the toys upstairs. We even found more gifts–this time, one box of earrings from a still-to-be-determined young lady. Takers, anyone?
I had put the pack n’play away.
I took it back out.
Now don’t get me wrong.
I love babies.
But I want them to be mine visiting, not someone else’s.
Stiff upper lip.
I’ll get through this.
Anybody want some chocolate?