The Best Motto

Gd, grant me the serenity to accept the things I cannon change
Courage to change the things I can
And the wisdom to know the difference.

All that is necessary for the triumph of evil is that good men do nothing.

You woke up this morning - Congratulations! You got another chance!

Tuesday, September 02, 2008


Here is a short summary of my long weekend:

On Sunday, I planned to thoroughly clean my apartment. After psyching myself for some time for this very pleasant duty, I bravely cleaned my brother's room. Since he is a recent college graduate, his room definitely resembled a dorm room in the best traditions of the dorm rooms. Needless to say, after that time consuming effort and all the inhaled dust, the rest of the pad remained uncleaned. Hey, baby steps work sometimes!

Monday was way more fun, since I have spend it with Mini Me. Later in the day I was treated to the rest of her family's company, a great picnic, and a very entertaining ride home; but most of the day it was just her and me. So, I introduced her to a new culinary delight: "juicy juice made from ice cream that you can drink". For the uninitiated, there are two types of ice cream: one you can eat (in a cup or a cone), and one you can drink (milk shake). The latest delight, however, is a fruit shake, which was met with enthusiasm and consumed with gusto.

The best part, however, was when Mini Me decided to have a snack. I tried to feed her a sandwich first, but she, being a bright Jewish child, immediately spied a DD bag, and requested to have its contents. Slight disappointment followed, since I did not buy her favorite chocolate donut with sprinkles; but, since she is used to taking life's small disappointments in stride, soon she was happily munching on a croissant. At which point she was spied by another baby, who tried to initiate a grab of the above mentioned pastry, but was thwarted by his parents. I offered them the second one I had, but they declined with a sheepish smile. After consuming hers for a little while, Mini Me requested "the bag" again, rummaged in it, extracted the second croissant, and with "here, baby", offered it to the above mentioned toddler. At which point his parents had to capitulate and offer him at least a little piece of the pastry (at which point his organic yogurt was obviously forgotten). Kudos to you, our Golden Delicious! Stay that way!

1 comment:

SubWife said...

That was so cute! Ohh, kids are fun.