Dear tiny gap between the grass and the sidewalk next to my cousins house that is just big enough for a shoe to catch in in the dark causing the person to go flying through the air and then trick her by having a momentary foot land that did not last but instead turned into a really hard knee landing followed by a face plant...that turned into several minutes on the ground in the dark that had me wondering if I would ever walk again. During that time I did hear other people leaving the Rosh Hoshanah dinner after me and though I tried to call out ....for those few moments I appeared to have the wind knocked out of me but as I lay there I learned A) everybody really did love the brisket b) Jews do not know how to have short goodbyes and c) Someone in my family is getting a vajazzling tomorrow and I am not going to say who....Anyhoo as I am writing this I am clearly alive and somewhat upright,,,but I do feel I should tell my cousin Adam...if you leave for work tomorrow and you see a chubby middle aged woman curled up in the fetal position next to your house wearing a black cardigan, some blingy jewels, and one of your trees...that is me...please roll me into my car. But maybe give me a little nosh first. Is there any of that brisket left.
Posted on: Fri, 26 Sep 2014 04:54:46 +0000
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