On Rosh Hashanna it is written...On Yom Kippur it is sealed.

Ohh those ten days...where you're suppose to think about all the sins you committed in the last year and repent. Amanda, Sylvie and I were in great company this year. As always, we had Rosh Hashanna at our home to celebrate the coming new year. Even our little Sylvie went to shul. What she was repenting for I have no idea, but our angel found the willingness (she's only 8 months old) to sit through an hour and forty-five minutes of temple - I'd like to report, she did it with ease, with the coolness of an avid davnen'r. Check out her outfit...very Jackie Kennedy.



Then the festivities! Amanda's honeymoon chicken accompanied by her world famous koogle and matzah ball soup...delicious. From the freshly baked challah, salad, and amazing deserts (and of course, lots and lots of wine), we had an amazing meal. Amanda gave a sweet welcome, grateful and thankful that we have such wonderful friends in Los Angeles that we are able to share this special holiday with...we love you. Check out who was on hand...everyone who showed is accounted for, well, except me. L'Shana Tova.












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10 DAYS LATER - INT. TODD & LISA FRIEDMAN'S - EVENING

Lisa and Todd were kind enough to host this year's break fast at their home. A totally different scene with half-a-dozen little people all trying to get their hands on the best toy, sharing "bah-bahs," and playing nice. It was a wonderful evening. I made a little friend named Bell, but didn't get a good shot of her...next time I guess. Ok the book is closed, no more names...