And now for something completely different. I received a Jewish New Year's card from Patricia. It had no return address on it (as if I wouldn't have recognized her shaky handwriting). Wished me a good year and how she was basically a good person as she recognized diverse holidays, and, in essence, is trying to worm her way back into my life. Ain't gonna work but kudos for trying. And maybe that is contributing to the ongoing gut problems.
And onto something else. I joined Kehillat Israel, a Reconstructionist Synagoue in town. It is based in an old school building in Lansing. Yes, Aunt Marilyn, I am now affiliated. Dues weren't too bad for the first year and we will see what the second year is like, in about a year or so. Dues, not passing the plate In front of ALL to see. So I am trying to get a ride to Yom Kippur services on Saturday. I know to break fast, if I am able to still eat by next Saturday, I will dine on a fine traditionall Jewish Meal of Chinese food from Asian Gourmet, a great dive of a restaurant that also delivers.
Okay, I am still not tired but my iPad is. Good night all.
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