Blogging Temporarily Cancelled, due to--Pesach Cleaning (what else?)!

-Have seen this before, but since I just saw it again on Reb Mordechai's blog I decided it was worth cross-posting here. I wish a Pesach kasher ve-sameach to all my wonderful friends and readers!

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SuperRaizy said…
Great video, absolutely. But how on earth did we get from that to cleaning closets and scrubbing ovens?!
7:04 PM
Lady-Light said…
SRaizy: You're right. It said nothing about that in the video, did it? I want a recount!
7:11 PM
Batya said…
I thought you got a full-time job or something. Remember to take breaks. Too bad you can't come to Tel Shiloh for Rosh Chodesh!
9:00 PM
Reb Mordechai Reviews said…
I'm sure you've heard this all before but you know that its more important to be awake at the Seder rather than to exhaust yourselves spring cleaning, that is, going beyond what's required according to halacha.

Oh, Lady-Light. Don't forget to clean Moishe's cage out for chametz.
10:14 PM
Lady-Light said…
Batya: No, I wish (or maybe I really don't...); just no heshek and not much time...when I clean for Pesach, I always find things that bring forth memories, sometimes make me cry: today I found a 23-year old letter from my former school librarian, who made aliyah before even we had, and who lived on Rehov Bustenai, in Jerusalem.

They didn't have email in those days, and I don't know whether he is still alive, let alone has email now. I wrote him a note (painfully-arthritis; that's why I prefer email) and plan to mail it tomorrow.

I also found old photos of my children when they were little...and one of my son (the one who b'ezrat"H is coming in for Pesach)cooking hotdogs at age 12 at the Yom Haatzma'ut festival here, 23 years ago.

When I find such things, I can't continue cleaning, and then I stop for a break.

Tel Shiloh: I would if I could...

(Oh, and thank you for linking my post in yours...I think...!)



Reb Mordechai: Believe me, I don't go beyond what is required in Halacha (!). I take the "makel path (generally Hillel, not Shammai) rather than the machmir.

Generally, I have been the one staying awake at the seder, singing all the songs until the wee hours. We used to have 6-hour sedarim. Now, we're a little older and a little tireder (I just coined a new word), so they're a tad shorter...
Don't worry--Moishe only eats kitniyot (he's a hamster from Eidot ha-Mizrach, with an Ashkenazic name. Schizoid, like the rest of the family).
1:41 AM
Norma said…
I need a holy day or season that requires cleaning. And I'm like you, I always come across things I need to stop and read--or blog about!
3:49 AM
Lady-Light said…
Norma: You actually hit the nail on the head: without my Holy days, I wouldn't do a blessed thing, I'm such a lazy b---

All I want to do is sit at the computer, peruse different sites, and blog. I'll think I'll take you up on the suggestion, and blog about it (since I'm not cleaning for Pesach now anyway, I'm video-chatting with my soldier-daughter home on a break from the army!)
11:03 AM
Anonymous said…
Gee ... It took Cecil B. DeMille three hours to tell the same story. And it took Steven Spielberg almost two!
11:19 AM
Lady-Light said…
Anon: Yeah, isn't that amazing? We do it in six hours!
12:17 PM
Batya said…
L-L, your examples are distractions, not breaks. A break is getting away, not stopping while thinking about something.
The first time I took a real break during the week of Pesach cleaning was about 15 years ago when my former rabbi and his wife were in Jerusalem that week and I went to meet them for lunch. After returning home I could work much better.

I don't clean at night, and I try to get some fresh air, not just when hanging out the wash.
12:55 PM
Lady-Light said…
Batya, are you calling my breaks distractions,lady? How insulting (my tongue is firmly in my cheek).
Ok, here's a real break for you: I sat here blogging when I should have been cleaning!
6:04 PM
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