Happy 5768 (Again)
Vodka Mom has me thinking about what exactly constitutes a “new year.” As a MOTT (member of The Tribe) I get the Jewish New Year benefit. We don’t make resolutions per say, but we do throw perfectly good food in the lake (typically rice or Wonder Bread for we reformed Jews) to symbolically purge our sins. This works well for me, because I don’t have to articulate said sins, I can just grab a few handfuls, chuck ‘em in, and feel the squeaky clean slate of a clean conscious. For a nanosecond. Until the sin-cycle… Read More »Happy 5768 (Again)