Hil! Great news about your soon coming-to-Israel! I'm looking forward to seeing you again (notice no use of "if" in that last sentence).
Ouise! How lovely to post with you! How are you doing? Other than the possible-cold, which I hope wouldn't interfere with the singing too much.
I have observed already today a couple of little cuties walking down the street in costume -- one little superhero and one little ladybug. Cute!
One of the most fun parts about Purim is seeing all the kids in their costumes, walking around, some with school bags and the like, even, all over the place. Adorable.
Neil Gaiman has an Op-Ed in today's NYT.
First off, I love your tagline. Forgive me? Kisses?
Of course. Compliments are nature's balm.
I'm also not observing this year, unless observance includes avoiding the parade, which passes close enough to my apartment that it took me 45 minutes to cross half a block last year. I think the last time I donned costume it was 2000.
Nilly! It's lovely to see you too. I'm well and looking forward to the kiddies in costumes tonight. It's my second year living in a neighbourhood after five years in a no trick-or-treating apartment building. I hope I have enough treats!
How are you?
Anyone who does not want to observe is welcome to come to my place and give out Little Debbie cakes with me to munchkins in my building. There might also be cider on the stove and if I feel really ambitious apple tarts.
Maybe I will. When do you leave work?
Well, I have found the secret to getting service from UPS. Apparently their automated system must have someone monitoring calls, because 1 minute after I swore out the computer and asked how they manage to stay in business with such crappy customer service, I got a call from an actual live human being with directions for picking up the package that my delivery driver couldn't manage the herculean effort of ringing a door buzzer for yesterday.
That'd be fun! (er, that was to msbelle, not the wayward UPS stuff.)
I used to go to my friend's and help her wrangle the kids until her husband got home, and then mind the door while they went out trick or treating. Timing is all screwed up this year, so I'll be slapping a "sorry, no candy" postit on the door and watching tv.
We observed Halloween like whoa this weekend. Pictures probably tomorrow.
Emmett woke up early and is already in his Harpo cotume and also in character (he's whistling "Camptown Races" while watching
At the Races).
Baby went four hours last night without needing a feeding. That's a record!