SUNDAY MORNING

Shavuah tov ( a good week) to you all. This post is going to have to be rather short as I am up to here, yes up to here, in cleaning kitchen cupboards.

Pessach is just around the corner and the house is undergoing it's spring 'you don't use that, so throw it away' mode.

I don't know why I keep all that stuff. You know the stuff. Maybe next year it will fit me...maybe one of the kids will need it...you CAN'T throw away a book! That stuff.

This year I am being ruthless. And brave. I have already thrown out three bags of stuff from my own room. Feel ten pounds lighter. And that left me facing the kitchen cupboards this morning.

The good news is, it's done. The sad news is that because there are only my hubby and Joe College, my law student and myself living in the house, there wasn't that much stuff that needed cleaning, fixing, moving, dusting, and throwing out. Sigh.

Tomorrow the fridge and stove and oven. And my part of the cleaning is done. That just leaves me cooking for shabbat and then for chag (yontiff/holiday). That part is easy. Well, once I figure out how to make interesting meals that are different on the weekend and then on the holiday. Just so much you can do with a chicken lol.

The Jerusalem Post, posted a poem over the weekend that touched Bubbie Channah...she buys the weekend paper. And after she read it to me, it touched me too. Here it is.

The Blissful Couple

They laugh together.
Read together.
Dance together.
Paint together.
Listen to music together.
Walk, holding hands together.

They love exchanging
Warm
Wet
Mushy
Kisses.
He rushes to greet her,
His arms outstretched,
Joyfully calling her name,
When he sees her arrive.

Who, you are wondering,
Is this blissful couple?
She is his grandma.
He is almost five.
-Judith Viorst

Have a sweet shavuah tov.

Have a great day...stay safe...and thanks for dropping in.