September 15th, 2015


Poem for Tuesday and Rosh Hashanah

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We had a very low-key Rosh Hashanah, though a nice one -- my parents unexpectedly took us out to lunch at the Original Pancake House, where we went for many years before services with the kids, then Paul worked from home the rest of the day. Since the weather has been cool and gorgeous the past couple of days, I decided it was time to get my closet in order for the fall, and after finishing a bunch of work, I spent the late afternoon sorting clothes to donate. (I have an insane number of fannish t-shirts, mostly Star Trek and Harry Potter -- anyone interested?)

For dinner, Paul made apple cider (non)chicken with the cider we bought at the farm on Sunday. We watched some football around Masters of Sex, on which we were a week behind, though we're now caught up (oh, Bill, you are such an idiot in every way, and Virginia, there's no excuse for your parenting insensitivity; Libby, run while you can). I forgot @midnight was on at 11 until just now; at least I didn't forget Colbert. Some photos from the plaza outside the pancake house and the mural inside and outside the adjacent building, plus apples and honey:

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