Only 10 more shopping days until Rosh Hashanah!

In a normal year, I would have started working on the High Holy Day Honors at Shir Hadash in July. There would have been meetings with the Rabbi and the Rabbi’s assistant; there would have been other discussions with the Temple President; I’d probably be creating new handouts for new readings.

This isn’t a normal year. There’s a new sheriff Rabbi in town, and he’s been making a lot of changes to our services ever since he arrived in July; the High Holy Day services are no exception.

We’ll be holding services on our own campus for the first time since we’ve been members of the congregation (we expect a significant number of members to livestream the services from their homes, which should let the rest of us fit into the space available). Rabbi Nico wants the services to flow better, so he’s reduced the number of honors at each service (which means getting rid of almost all the readings from the prayerbook); the plans for that just got finalized this week.

I spent some time at Shir Hadash this afternoon to do a walk-through of the plans with the High Holy Days chair and the Temple President and President-Elect. It’s going to be exciting! I still have to get the Honors invitations out to people, but it won’t be until after Shabbat.

To prepare for the new year, I finally finished the peppermint bark I’ve been hoarding since December – Trader Joe’s already has pumpkin spice products on the shelf, so a new supply of peppermint bark can’t be too far away, can it?

Shabbat Shalom!

What’s that sound?

Today was the first Silver Tongued Cats meeting I’d attended in more than a month. Suddenly, I heard a very loud beep-beep-beep coming from the hallway outside my office – I couldn’t figure out what it was until it repeated itself a couple of times, and then I realized it was the smoke detector in the hallway!

I took a look at the hallway and saw nothing untoward, so I grabbed a step stool, took the alarm down, silenced it, and put it on the table.

Ten minutes later, the alarm woke up and started beeping again – right in the middle of a speech I was evaluating. I shut it down again, this time with extreme prejudice.

After the meeting, I called First Alert to complain; they’re sending me a newer model as a replacement. They didn’t even want the old one back.