I wasn't expecting Passover to fall so late this year.
I was so pleased with myself for thinking to book Pete's birthday party for an early release day, because then none of his pals would be likely to have any conflicts (that is, no one has lessons or sports or whatever at a time when they're normally in school). But oops, it's during Passover! We don't keep it here, and I don't think there are many Jewish kids in his class, and I don't think many young kids keep Passover strictly . . . but I'll still need to have an alternative to the cake, and I just felt bad about it.
But not as bad as I feel now. I just discovered that the John Prine concert is the night of the first seder! I had been absolutely walking on air, tickled pink that I had taken it upon myself to plan a really great birthday event. I never do anything like that for myself, and we haven't been to a concert since we had kids. Every few days I would just look at the tickets and grin. Now I just want to cry.
I'm sorry. It is so frustrating when things work out that way.
Posted by: Margaret | March 29, 2005 at 12:53 AM
What's wrong with the concert being the same night as the first seder?
Posted by: Brooke | March 30, 2005 at 11:03 AM