No seder for me tonight. The community seder is tomorrow (Thursday)
and due to a (messy) upcoming divorce, friends are not hosting this
year. My bestest Jewish friend and I are going to the Community
Seder. I am bringing all the charoset .

Lynn in Fargo
(next year in
Jerusalem . . . )

"Lynn from Fargo" > wrote in message
...
> No seder for me tonight. The community seder is tomorrow (Thursday)
> and due to a (messy) upcoming divorce, friends are not hosting this
> year. My bestest Jewish friend and I are going to the Community
> Seder. I am bringing all the charoset .
>
> Lynn in Fargo
> (next year in
> Jerusalem . . . )


It's all the rising dampness in your area that is messing with your mind.
We won't start to worry unless you ask how long it takes for the matzo to
rise before you bake it. (grin).


-ginny


On the other hand I heard a joke the other day........a hillbilly woman
bought a Martha magazine and wanted to 'decorate' her cabin.....She
collected up all her self-rising flour bags and nailed them to the
walls.......now ain't that purty, she thought. Living by the creek, and it
being spring, the water rose and flooded the cabin.....it was never such a
problem before since they just piled up the floor stuff on the table and
when the water went down, they put it back on the floor (since the floor was
slat boards and the water ran right out).....unfortuately, the new wall
decor absorbed a lot of water....I should be okay she thought, as it will
dry out. After the spring flood came the unbearable heat. Something
wasn't right about her wall decor...it had little white bumps on it and they
kept getting bigger the steamier and hotter it got.......one day her man
congratulated her on her new fangled way of cooking with out firing up the
stove.......seems the wall broke out with a bad case of biscuits (rim
shot.........look I didn't say it was funny, just that I heard this
joke.....)

Lynn from Fargo wrote:
> No seder for me tonight. The community seder is tomorrow (Thursday)
> and due to a (messy) upcoming divorce, friends are not hosting this
> year. My bestest Jewish friend and I are going to the Community
> Seder. I am bringing all the charoset .
>


One of the reasons I post recipes here is so I can find them again in
case I lose my files. (I try to post only the really good and/or
interesting ones)

Shalom,
Bob

Virginia Tadrzynski wrote:
> "Lynn from Fargo" > wrote in message
> ...
>
>> No seder for me tonight. The community seder is tomorrow (Thursday)
>> and due to a (messy) upcoming divorce, friends are not hosting this
>> year. My bestest Jewish friend and I are going to the Community
>> Seder. I am bringing all the charoset .
>>
>> Lynn in Fargo
>> (next year in
>> Jerusalem . . . )
>>
>
>
> It's all the rising dampness in your area that is messing with your mind.
> We won't start to worry unless you ask how long it takes for the matzo to
> rise before you bake it. (grin).
>
>
> -ginny


Having no intentions of interrupting the flow of conversation, but when
you mentioned 'rising dampness', it reminded me of a BBC series called
Rising Damp. I loved that show.

http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0071041/


Becca

Ted shuffled out of his cave and grunted these great (and sometimes not
so great) words of knowledge:
> No seder for me tonight. The community seder is tomorrow (Thursday)
> and due to a (messy) upcoming divorce, friends are not hosting this
> year. My bestest Jewish friend and I are going to the Community
> Seder. I am bringing all the charoset .
>
> Lynn in Fargo
> (next year in
> Jerusalem . . . )

Lynn, the problem is A.A.A.D.D. - Age Activated Attention Deficit Disorder.


This is how it manifests:-

I decide to head for my workshop to finish that minor project that is
taking far too long to build.

On the way over to my workshop I notice the lawn is dry so I decide to
water my garden. As I turn on the hose in the driveway, I look over at
my car and decide it needs washing.

As I start toward the garage, I notice mail on the porch table that I
brought up from the mail box earlier.

I decide to go through the mail before I wash the car. I lay my car keys
on the table, put the junk mail in the garbage can under the table, and
notice that the can is full.

So, I decide to put the bills back on the table and take out the garbage
first.

But then I think, since I'm going to be near the mailbox when I take out
the garbage anyway, I may as well pay the bills first.

I take my cheque book off the table, and see that there is only one
cheque left.

My extra cheques are in my desk in the study, so I go inside the house
to my desk where I find the cup of coffee I'd been drinking.

I'm going to look for my cheques, but first I need to push the coffee
aside so that I don't accidentally knock it over.

The coffee is getting cold, and I decide to put it in the microwave to
reheat it.

As I head toward the kitchen with the coffee, a vase of flowers on the
counter catches my eye--they need water.

I put the coffee on the counter and discover my reading glasses that
I've been searching for all morning.

I decide I better put them back on my desk, but first I'm going to water
the flowers.

I set the glasses back down on the counter, fill a container with water
and suddenly spot the TV remote. Someone left it on the kitchen table.

I realize that tonight when we go to watch TV, I'll be looking for the
remote, but I won't remember that it's on the kitchen table, so I decide
to put it back in the den where it belongs, but first I'll water the
flowers.

I pour some water in the flowers, but quite a bit of it spills on the
floor. So, I set the remote back on the table, get some towels and wipe
up the spill.

Then, I head down the hall trying to remember what I was planning to do.

At the end of the day:

The minor project still isn't finished

the car isn't washed

the bills aren't paid

there is a cold cup of coffee sitting on the counter

the flowers don't have enough water,

there is still only 1 check in my check book,

I can't find the remote,

I can't find my glasses,

and,I don't remember what I did with the car keys.

Then, when I try to figure out why nothing got done today. I'm really
baffled because I know I was busy all day, and I'm really tired.

I realize this is a serious problem, and I'll try to get some help for
it, but first I'll check my e-mail....

Do me a favor. If I have already sent this to you, just ignore it
because I don't remember who the heck I've sent it to.

Don't laugh -- if this isn't you yet, your day is coming!!

Thank you all for your support! It was a great seder and there was no
leftover charoset (from two quarts). Recipe ended up being ad lib
based on that post, three really wonderful recipes from Dimitri, and a
bunch from that article from the LA Times that somebody posted. Kind
of a Ashkenazi-Moroccan-Kurdish-Persian-Surinamese-Indonesian mix.
You could really eat it by the spoonful. If I'd had leftovers I'd have
made little balls and rolled them in sugar or ground nuts.
Lynn in Fargo

On Fri, 10 Apr 2009 13:32:43 -0700 (PDT), Lynn from Fargo Ografmorffig
> wrote:

>Thank you all for your support! It was a great seder and there was no
>leftover charoset (from two quarts). Recipe ended up being ad lib
>based on that post, three really wonderful recipes from Dimitri, and a
>bunch from that article from the LA Times that somebody posted. Kind
>of a Ashkenazi-Moroccan-Kurdish-Persian-Surinamese-Indonesian mix.
>You could really eat it by the spoonful. If I'd had leftovers I'd have
>made little balls and rolled them in sugar or ground nuts.
>Lynn in Fargo

Hey Lynn are you in Fargo ND?

Lynn from Fargo Ografmorffig wrote:
> Thank you all for your support! It was a great seder and there was no
> leftover charoset (from two quarts). Recipe ended up being ad lib
> based on that post, three really wonderful recipes from Dimitri, and a
> bunch from that article from the LA Times that somebody posted. Kind
> of a Ashkenazi-Moroccan-Kurdish-Persian-Surinamese-Indonesian mix.
> You could really eat it by the spoonful. If I'd had leftovers I'd have
> made little balls and rolled them in sugar or ground nuts.
> Lynn in Fargo
>

So, I don't suppose you wrote this down as you created it, Lynn?

--
Jean B.