Shabbat

'Twas an interesting Shabbat. I got to shul a touch late due to putting in at least a little effort in last-minute food prep for dinner. After dinner, I believe I am required to state that there was a joke fest with thevortex and ergood, since it was careuflly "predicted" at said joke session. This morning I lead Shacharit forf my first time- Hillel asked, and I said, ok, I'll try. That said, I didn't do a really wonderful job- I kept losing the tune, and was kind of disapopinted with myself for that. Before I do so again, I'd like to run over all the out-loud bits by myself. But doing it once makes it that much more likely that I will work on it- I don't seem to before then, and therefore haven't learned as much leading stuff as I'd wanted to this year. I 'can' lead most things, but I'll stumble some, and occasionally lose the nusach/tune. But some of that will simply be practice, at this point. Nevertheless, it was a first, and so at this point I can start to be sort of proud of myself. At the time, I was stressed and anxious, which I"m sure came across. But I gabbayed the torah service, so I was kept too busy to fall apart afterwards. And afterwards we waited for Samara, and came back and had lunch- except that the gentlemen from last night weren't at shul, and so showed up latter- except that they knocked on the suite door, I didn't hear them, and so they left... Oops- talk about bad planning. I feel sort of bad abotu that, but other than apologize and maybe feed them at some other time, there isn't much that I can do. (Gentlemen, the invitation stands- I still have makings for fruit salad, salad, pita and humus...) Lunch also taught me not to dress salads in advance- which I very much knew in advance. It was still edible, but it looked horrid, I was the only one who ate it- probably a good thing, it tasted fine, but it was soggy. Talk about silly mistakes. Part of that was probably that I'm sans refrigeration, so...

During Seudah Shlishit, we had a random conversation about whether kohanim (priests) were allowed to work in hospitals, since there will inevitably be dead bodies there, and they're not supposed to be under the same roof as a dead body, or in a cemetary except for funerals of close relatives. We didn't really find an answer, just a lot of hypothesizing, and perhaps a good question to bug the askmoses.com people about. It was full of amusing questions about Cosnervative versus Orthodox halakha, and doctors who want to be Ba'alei Teshuvah... It was good fun. But now I do want to go find an answer.

Shabbat

'Twas an interesting Shabbat. I got to shul a touch late due to putting in at least a little effort in last-minute food prep for dinner. After dinner, I believe I am required to state that there was a joke fest with thevortex and ergood, since it was careuflly "predicted" at said joke session. This morning I lead Shacharit forf my first time- Hillel asked, and I said, ok, I'll try. That said, I didn't do a really wonderful job- I kept losing the tune, and was kind of disapopinted with myself for that. Before I do so again, I'd like to run over all the out-loud bits by myself. But doing it once makes it that much more likely that I will work on it- I don't seem to before then, and therefore haven't learned as much leading stuff as I'd wanted to this year. I 'can' lead most things, but I'll stumble some, and occasionally lose the nusach/tune. But some of that will simply be practice, at this point. Nevertheless, it was a first, and so at this point I can start to be sort of proud of myself. At the time, I was stressed and anxious, which I"m sure came across. But I gabbayed the torah service, so I was kept too busy to fall apart afterwards. And afterwards we waited for Samara, and came back and had lunch- except that the gentlemen from last night weren't at shul, and so showed up latter- except that they knocked on the suite door, I didn't hear them, and so they left... Oops- talk about bad planning. I feel sort of bad abotu that, but other than apologize and maybe feed them at some other time, there isn't much that I can do. (Gentlemen, the invitation stands- I still have makings for fruit salad, salad, pita and humus...) Lunch also taught me not to dress salads in advance- which I very much knew in advance. It was still edible, but it looked horrid, I was the only one who ate it- probably a good thing, it tasted fine, but it was soggy. Talk about silly mistakes. Part of that was probably that I'm sans refrigeration, so...

During Seudah Shlishit, we had a random conversation about whether kohanim (priests) were allowed to work in hospitals, since there will inevitably be dead bodies there, and they're not supposed to be under the same roof as a dead body, or in a cemetary except for funerals of close relatives. We didn't really find an answer, just a lot of hypothesizing, and perhaps a good question to bug the askmoses.com people about. It was full of amusing questions about Cosnervative versus Orthodox halakha, and doctors who want to be Ba'alei Teshuvah... It was good fun. But now I do want to go find an answer.

Dance Tidbit

Quoted from Rikud:
"the best was Avner Naim in Melbourne 1997? 1998? at the Machol camp(okay -so they had dug up an obscure dance of his!) asking me as he tried to follow me whose s**t dance this was? 'Zeh shelcha.'(it's yours) i assured him - maybe he was joking - maybe not, but he still thought that it was a s**t dance"

Dance Tidbit

Quoted from Rikud:
"the best was Avner Naim in Melbourne 1997? 1998? at the Machol camp(okay -so they had dug up an obscure dance of his!) asking me as he tried to follow me whose s**t dance this was? 'Zeh shelcha.'(it's yours) i assured him - maybe he was joking - maybe not, but he still thought that it was a s**t dance"