Today, our thread started with this photo:
Daddy: Good morning. Fetching, as usual. Off to minyan? L.D.
Me: Yup. How was the new rabbi?
Daddy: She conducted a lovely, low-key service. She is very effective & I think only good things about her. Have a good day. L.D.
Me: So, I should plan to come for YK?
Daddy: If you wish, but we have time to talk about it. L.D.
Me: Indeed.
My Sister: I just woke up. Why are we talking about Yom Kippur? I am going to have breakfast.
Me:
Daddy: I dunno. JEH likes to get her calendar in order early, I suppose. Have a good day & stay cool. L.D.
Me: My temple already sent info re: tix and choosing services. I’d rather fast forward right to Columbus Day. (Yes, I admit this is not a terribly #TragicallyJewish statement, but it is true. I would rather attend services 50 weeks of the year and skip the HHDs entirely. Anyone else?)
Daddy: YK is not until Oct. 9. (I wonder if he knew that off the top of his head or if he had to look it up.) We can talk about it. Not to worry. L.D.
