Year 2, Day 233: Bat Mitzvah

Today Ruby and I were to attend a neighbor's Bat-Mitzvah. I originally was gong to have to work, because a client needed us to come in on Saturday (which I regard as hostile), but it got cancelled when something didn't go right for them. So Ruby and I suited up and got to temple. I knew she would get distracted quickly, so I brought three sucking candies. I felt kind of bad that I was resorting to the worst of the worst—sugar, corn syrup and artificial flavors- to keep her at bay, but there was little other choice because the iPod headphones would have been an obvious giveaway. After the relatively brief 90-minute service, the Rabbi sliced the challah and asked if any kids wanted some? I gave Ruby the slight push she needed and she nearly toppled the bema to get to that challah. She took two pieces, ostensibly one for me. When I refused she gave the traditional shrug and proceeded to eat it herself. I let her have a coke at the kids bar for behaving and then we got on the with the business of the day, which was two more playdates.

Breakfast
2 Scrambled Eggs
4 Slices Ham
1 Slice Balthazar Bread
Coffee

Lunch:
Greek Salad (Romaine, Feta, Peppers)
Hamburger
Pickle

Snack:
Almonds & Cashews

Dinner
2 Hot Italian Sausage
Breast of Chicken
2 Florets of Raw Cauliflower
1 Diet Ginger Ale

Though this was not the worst kind of eating night (like an out of control one) or the most volume (like a poker night) it was a pretty bad one, from all accounts. I made my kids beloved spaghetti sauce and it involves hot Italian sausage which no one in my family likes except me, and so when it is done, I naturally eat it all, though usually I leave it in the sauce (that I freeze in batches) and when I unfreeze it, I eat the sausage. This time, I just ate the sausage all day till at night, I realized I had to call it dinner, though as we were coming home, my neighbor insisted I take a huge plate of Bat-Mitzvah food with me...I agreed and Emily and the kids ate it.