l'shana tova

Ari and I are home this Yom Kippur.  To distract from our fasts, we are having a Battlestar Galactica marathon.  I'm starving.  It's pretty awesome though, not gonna lie.  Best wishes for a happy new year and to be inscribed in the book.

on the docket

So with 45 days to go, things are coming fast and furious.  Some of the bigger things have gotten left later than they should have (thank you blog overload and massive indecision!) but it means they all start happening pretty rapid fire.  On the agenda for today is ordering our ketubah, booking our honeymoon and ordering my veil!  That means I'll actually have a complete outfit, the ability to have a ceremony and a week of total bliss full of booze, beach, flying trapeze (we're going to club med - so excited!) and my new husband (husband!).  This thing is really happening!

Rollin' with the Jew Crew

Keeping with yesterday's paper theme, I thought I'd share with you the best greeting card I've seen in a really long time.  Not fancy, just funny.  Need to find a reason for it soon, cos baby, it's gotta come home with me.

You can get your paws on it too over here.  The lovely makers of the card have some other great ones and their printing is all totally wind powered.  Cool, huh?  So be sure to poke around and check out Old Tomfoolery.

P.S. Happy wedding day to my friend Adriana!  Hope everything is even more than you hoped, complete with well-behaved inlaws, delicious and spill free dinner, and a rockin' dance party.  Mazel tov!

To-do list checking and celebrity sightings: Part I

Sorry for being MIA this last week, guess I wasn't feeling the blog.  Ari surprised me by coming home at lunch and spending the afternoon with me on my birthday.  It was really fun.  He bought me flowers and didn't complain when I wanted to go purse shopping at TJ Maxx (I love my new purse, been using it nonstop). 

Wednesday we skipped out on dance class (we're taking a salsa/cha cha class through the community college so we aren't hopeless come the wedding) and hopped a plane.  There was all sorts of weather out of in Chicago, so after our fourth rebooking on as many airlines we ended up in St. Paul for the night and on to Newark the next morning (at the ass-crack of dawn).  Dad was a champ and picked us up in Jersey.  Once we made it to Brooklyn, we had three rapid-fire meetings; first the rabbi (delightful), then the photographer (signed the contract), and then the baker (delicious!).  All in all, incredibly productive.  Oh, and sitting outside we saw John Hodgman of the Daily Show and the "I'm a Mac" commercials (he's the PC).  It was pretty exciting.

L'Shana Tova

In honor of Rosh Hashana starting tonight at sundown, I have a little treat for you. This sent to me by Mr. McGee. You just have to see it to believe it. Apparently it's a church, performing Hava Nagila with fiddles and harmonies and Texas awesomesauce.



It almost rivals one of my all-time favorite movie moments in Keeping the Faith when Ben Stiller (a rabbi) hires a gospel choir to sing Ein Kelohanu for shabbat services.