Where have the last
few days gone?
We had a very nice
Sabbath in Riverdale. We went to Hebrew Institute and were fortunate that Elli
Kranzler led both Kabbalat Shabbat (welcoming the Sabbath on Friday evening)
and Shabbat Mussaf (part of the morning service). He has a wonderful voice and
style, primarily using tunes of the late Rabbi Shlomo Carlebach. It is always a
treat to hear him.
It was nice having
that extra hour on Saturday night. On Sunday, we planned to head up to Woodbury Commons, an outdoor outlet mall about an hour away from here, and I
spent some time mapping out our excursion; I printed a mall map off the web
site and annotated it with the stores I wanted to visit. It was a lovely ride
towards Upstate New York through the last of the fall colors. Unfortunately,
the shopping part of the trip was quite disappointing. The mall was extremely
crowded, with long lines in many of the stores. We noticed quite a few people
with large wheeled suitcases, apparently a new solution to the problem of
lugging their bounty. But I am not sure what all those folks were buying, because
I found very little to my liking. We have many fond memories of trips to that
mall, most of them with our then teen- and college-aged daughters, after which
we returned home to voice mail messages from the credit card company wanting to
confirm our purchases. Such calls are proof positive that you have spent too
much! Shopping for just me, the damage was not that serious. On the other side
of the highway from the outlet mall is the Eileen Fisher outlet store, and
although our last visit there a couple of years ago had been a complete waste
of time, this time I was able to buy two very nice skirts and sweaters, and
this redeemed the trek out there.
Having bought quite a
bit of new clothing over the past year, I realized that the moment has come to
start cleaning out my drawers and closets filled with larger-size clothing I no
longer wear. I spent a good part of Monday working on that, and have just one
more small closet to get through. For the moment I have put the clothes in large
bags that I have labeled (sweaters, summer shirts, etc.) and Barry is
schlepping them up to the cedar closet in the attic. I am just not ready to
state definitively that I will never need them again, although I hope not. At
least now I have plenty of room to easily store all the clothes I have bought
during the past year and a half. And of course I had a song going through my
head as I worked on this: an old David Roth song called “Digging Through My
Closet.” I do not have a video but am attaching a recording here.
We are quite relieved
that today is election day – we had grown tired of the incessant ads weeks ago.
Have a nice week.
Love,
Rebecca
https://drive.google.com/file/d/0B2iIonzFMTqGd09mYWc0enBpZnc/edit?usp=sharing\
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