I’ve been feeling pretty crook the past week.
The last time I left the house was Friday afternoon for my much-needed psycho-therapy.
Thursday afternoon Joey Kurtzman came over for some Torah talk and then he took me to dinner at Nana.
I felt overwhelmed by the variety of colors and female specimens. I sat quietly at my table modestly munching on my avocado and feta cheese sandwich and all around me were these amazing female creatures. I felt happy. I had forgotten what a beautiful world it is.
That’s easy to do when my Dallas Cowboys — Super Bowl favorites — are 1-3.
