Dinner tonight was back to La Fiesta (where Fran and I ate last week), with Daphne, our arborist. Amazingly, Daphne did the garden installation at Fran's house. Very small world. (small #1)
She had the chicken enchiladas with mole sauce. Not the animal mole. It's a Spanish word pronounced moe-lay. This was THE BEST mole I've ever tasted. Smoky, nice heat. Absolutely wonderful. Daphne accepted one of the orange 24-7 Real Media hats that was Linda's. (You'll have to read the story to see how important that was.) Then we went up to BookBuyers where Daphne found exactly the book she was looking for, by Thich Nhat Hanh. Perfect. (small #2)
Putting on the pin wasn't so difficult this morning. (small #3)
Still having trouble getting out of the house in the morning. (not a small)
Good timing on the way home from Mountain View:
Decided to get gas at Costco because it is next door to the post office. Good decision: I was the last car in line because they close at 9:30 PM. Then took the mail.
There was nice asparagus at SaveMart. Ketzl was VERY appreciative (and loud) when I got home and finally got it into the bowl. Not quickly enough.
Oh .. this morning instead of cantaloupe, I tried mango. Yes, Ketzl is a true Klein-Zimmer and likes mango (not quite as much as melon, though) small #4
This week will be the 4th Shabbat that Linda's name will be read during Friday night services.
I'm not exactly sure when Shloshim ends. That's the 30 days of mourning (shalosh is the Hebrew word for 3, shloshim is a plural, hence 30). I'll have to check to see whether it starts with the date of death, or the first Shabbat the name is read. It is nice that there are a few set time frames in Judaism that help manage this first period. Then it's off into the next 11 months. It really is my intention to attend services somewhere, somehow, every week for a year.
Plans are moving along for the 18th. I will need to talk with Dana (rabbi) and Meeka (cantor) about what we will do in terms of ceremony. I think we need to include some songs that everyone can sing. How about "We are Family"? or "I will Survive!"? Or maybe both? There will be a number of singers there, so I do think we should take advantage.
Tomatoes will wait until Saturday. In the meantime they and the cucumbers are doing very nicely on the front porch.
