Posted on: December 27, 2011
Can you believe it? I have really taken Adam Sandler’s line, “eight crazy nights” to heart. Since my last minute first night of Hanukkah party through day six I really over did it. Too much wine, too much vodka, too. many. latkes. All of that fuss about the potato treat the Jews borrowed and I ate ‘em. ‘Cause, like I said, I have nothing against latkes. I just won’t be having any more until next Hanukkah.
So here we are. Winter Solstice, Christmas and Hanukkah are behind is. We go into a dark month without holidays and supposedly some cold, though New York City is doing its best impression of early spring right now. We haven’t seen snow since NYC dressed up as winter for Christmas and the temperatures haven’t dropped below the mid-thirties for more than a few days before shooting back up into the 40s. I was walking down the street in Ditmas Park yesterday and saw actual buds making their debut, in December.
I’m not one for resolutions, but there are a few things from Rosh Hashanah I want to re-examine. How about ya’ll, feelings on resolutions?