Didn't I once read that it's a good idea to take dry-cleaned garments out of their plastic bags and let them air out, so they don't outgas unpleasant chemicals into your airspace? I'll call that another reason for being too lazy and cheap to take clothing out of the house for maintenance. (pats restored washing machine with genuine affection) My favorite little appliance, she's so cute and white and enamelly.

I've been know to take clean clothes to the dry cleaner to avoid the trauma of ironing.

So, Ginger, is it sweats or jeans that you sloven in?

Sweats inside the house, jeans when I'm going to see the humans.

I've been know to take clean clothes to the dry cleaner to avoid the trauma of ironing.

Sister!

I *heart* brenda.

I don't *heart* my sister calling me for tech support when she doesn't want me to know what it is I am troubleshooting. Gawd. I suspect that she suspects that my BiL has been spying on her. It's tricksy enough to deal with when I am getting any of the real story. But when she won't tell me if she wants to capture keystrokes or wants to not have keystrokes captured? Thwumpiness ensues.

Ask me again why I am moving...

Oh, and the San Diego Zoo magazine reminds me muchly of billytea. I am reading about courtship and mating and it's all in a nice Aussie accent in my head.

I'm a bit confuzzled.

Since Saturday, I have sent two emails to the rabbi at a nearby modern Orthodox congregation, attempting to set up a meeting to discuss... things (yes, that's right, I've decided to take the next big step in a possible conversion. Due mostly to a kick in the pants brought on by the Landmark Forum, which isn't nearly as scary and culty as it might at first seem. In fact, it's rather awesome, and if you have any interest AT ALL in empowerment-type life-transforming seminar things, feel free to email me and ask me questions. I liked it.)

Anyway, my point: After two emails, I got no official response. However, I WAS added, without explicit permission, to the congregation's mailing list, thus implying that my emails were noticed by, you know, somebody.

So: should I send another email, perhaps to the general synagogue adddress, asking what's going on? Or send another email to the Rabbi, in hopes that my being ignored so far is part of the "turn away three times" tradition? Or just overcome my phone fear and call in the morning?

D., I'd say maybe email one more time and ask what's going on. If no answer by Friday, call on Monday. Or, really, if no answer by Friday, go to services on Friday night and talk to him afterwards.

I would just call, Gris.

Gris, call and ask to speak with his secretary, or someone in that capacity.

I would assume that his flapper/climenole is deciding what emails he is to read or to which he is to respond.

Or, really, if no answer by Friday, go to services on Friday night and talk to him afterward.

This is a really good idea except for two things:

1) I'm terrified of Orthodox services. I HATE being confused. I need to find a Orthodox Jewish male I like to hold my hand the first couple of times (figuratively).

and

2) I'm going to be downtown, at a combination of a friend's birthday party and staying in a hotel with GG (long story, not worth the effort) Friday night, so it's not really conceivable. I think I'll take your route on the email-call thing, though, even if it is just me putting it off for a few more days.

My sister got a lot out of landmark, Gris. She was with them for quite awhile. Honestly, my sister and I noticed a big difference. Her reason for leaving - there were other things she wanted to explore.