Since I got very little accomplished Thursday due to my little mishap with my keys (see previous entry), my relaxed Friday was not relaxed. Seth was going to be at ShoreLeave (a science fiction convention for those of you not “in the know”) for Shabbos, so I needed to ensure that he had food to eat. Problem? Not for super-Karen. Except we had no food in the house. So I needed to engage in full Super-Wife Mode. I ran around at various grocery stores and eventually compiled the following for my darling husband (this will probably bore most of you, but what the heck):
- 4 corned beef sandwiches on Challah Rolls
- 2 peanut butter and jelly sandwiches
- mini pita pockets
- 6 chocolate pretzel-shaped pastries
- Twizzlers (I stole a few before I gave them to him)
- Cran-Strawberry Juice (which he didn’t drink, but I drank later)
- Potato Chips
- 6 24-oz diet cokes
- paper plates
- plastic utensils
- an extra loaf of bread, peanut butter, and jelly, in case he ran out of sandwiches (he didn’t)
- Challah Rolls
- Challah Cover
- Kiddush Cup
- a Siddur (prayer book)
- candles and matches for psu_jedi (who was also at the convention)
Now, really, what’s the point of writing all that out, besides proving that I’m a terrific wife? Mostly because though he didn’t eat most of the apples, twizzlers, or Craisins, it was pretty much a good bunch of supplies for him to have. He had plenty of options, plenty of snack food, including some healthy options, and plenty to drink. And except for me forgetting to send a havdallah candle and spices, he was very well stocked for Shabbat. So next time I’m a “convention widow” (as Harold Feld dubbed me), I’ll know what to do.
After collecting all these things together, and waiting for the cable guy to restore our cable which went out on Wednesday (coinciding, not surprisingly, with the day that Seth did some digging in our front yard…. Oops!), I drove up to Baltimore to give Seth the stuff and then scooted back to Silver Spring where I had to get myself ready for Shabbos.
Fortunately, I was invited away for Shabbos. I spent Friday evening with Ellen Finkelman (who also was the person that arranged the beach house we stayed in for Shavuous in Bethany Beach) and two of her five children. I had a marvelous time, ate lots of good food, and I was able to go to shul, which was nice. While I was there I managed to discover that our house is actually within the Silver Spring Eruv (though unfortunately not the Woodside Eruv). I don’t think this really impacts our lives much, but it’s an interesting tidbit and might make things slightly easier. Or maybe it won’t. But for some odd reason, it makes me feel better.
Motzei Shabbos, I brought Chaviva (Ellen’s youngest) back to my house because Ellen had a date. Chaviva and I watched movies (Ice Age and Harry Potter COS) until all hours of the night (morning, but who’s counting). Chaviva woke up quite late, and her mother picked her up around noon. It was nice to have Chaviva over. She’s a delightful child with a great personality, obviously intelligent, energetic, and fun (and very polite). She is much more subdued in my house than she is around her mother. I pray that someday I have such joyous children in my life.
All in all, it was a good Shabbos.