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Sep. 18th, 2009 06:15 pmTonight is the first night of Rosh Hashanah.
As usual: in prosaic terms, this means I won't be around between now and Sunday night. (Next week is normal; the following week I'll be gone from sunset Sunday until a few hours after nightfall Monday. Schedule for after that will follow, but essentially it's going to consist of a couple of missing Saturday-night-through Sundays.)
In slightly less prosaic terms: this seems as good a time as any to let people know that at least one of the things I was praying for this time last year is on its way to coming true.
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sdelmonte and I are expecting our first child in March of 2010.
This is the time of year for introspection and self-evaluation. And, where necessary, self-correction.
This is the time of year when the fate of the world, and the fates of all individuals therein, is written and sealed for the coming year. We say in the liturgy: how many will perish, and how many will be created.
Please God. Please, God.
May it be a good and a blessed year for all of us.
As usual: in prosaic terms, this means I won't be around between now and Sunday night. (Next week is normal; the following week I'll be gone from sunset Sunday until a few hours after nightfall Monday. Schedule for after that will follow, but essentially it's going to consist of a couple of missing Saturday-night-through Sundays.)
In slightly less prosaic terms: this seems as good a time as any to let people know that at least one of the things I was praying for this time last year is on its way to coming true.
sdelmonte and I are expecting our first child in March of 2010.This is the time of year for introspection and self-evaluation. And, where necessary, self-correction.
This is the time of year when the fate of the world, and the fates of all individuals therein, is written and sealed for the coming year. We say in the liturgy: how many will perish, and how many will be created.
Please God. Please, God.
May it be a good and a blessed year for all of us.
