I finally, finally, heard the rhythm of Parshas Haazinu. It really is a poem, and as such, needs to be read out loud. Also, Husbinator found the one Stone Chumash at shul, and I borrowed it overnight for help with the poetic language.
We had the Ornas over for lunch, with the help of the Kornbluths' folding table. (For some reason, I thought that the Ornas have 2 children, when I know perfectly well that they have three. The kitchen table we bought as a stop-gap measure sits six people who are willing to bump elbows. Hence borrowing the Kornbluths' table.) Mrs. Orna shall be my friend. It has been decided. (We actually decided this when she invited me over for a playdate a week or two ago, but I decided again during lunch. I really, really like her.)
Lunch was still going strong at 1:15, and BSM was getting tired, so I brought him upstairs for his nap. He cried and cried, and when I finally went up to rock him to sleep, he only slept for 20 minutes before waking up and crying some more. To be fair, Dikla has told me that BSM refuses to sleep at her house (except when he accidentally falls asleep while he's sitting on her couch because he is Just That Tired). Sure enough, as soon as the Ornas left, BSM fell asleep and stayed asleep for his usual two hours. Now I know. BSM has some serious FOMO. ("FOMO," as I learned from my roommates in college means "fear of missing out.")
After Shabbos, I washed dishes. Thank G-d for paper, eh? After three days of Yontiff/Shabbos, I had half of a sink-load of dishes. That's it.
Oo! Also on Motzei Shabbos, Husbinator got the mail, and my first ever Israeli credit card came! Now when the checkout people at Rami Levy ask if I'm a loyalty club member, I can say yes. I can't actually give them my rewards number, because I don't know it, but one thing at a time. :-)
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