Daily Archives: November 2, 2010

Thanksgiving

In Orthodox Judaism we give thanks all the time. Before we eat, after we eat. We thank God for waking us up in the morning, and for keeping us healthy. Any occasion, any happening – we thank God. Being grateful for what we have shouldn’t be new to us.

Since I am now living in the US of A, I have come to understand that Thanksgiving here is a big deal. Not that in Canada Thanksgiving was nothing, but the Jewish community that I belonged to in Montreal more or less ignored it. Canadian Thanksgiving is in early October and generally falls out over Sukkot anyway, so it gets lost in the shuffle. (This year it didn’t happen like that).

We don’t do Halloween or Valentine’s Day. But Thanksgiving seems to be different. I have heard of a lot of religious folk having big turkey dinners with all the trimmings. I desperately want to go to a Thanksgiving dinner just for the experience of it. Plus I love turkey although I eat it with applesauce.

So, please, weigh in – do religious Jews in your neck of the woods celebrate Thanksgiving? Why? Why not? How does it differ from the other “secular” holidays that we don’t celebrate? What’s your favourite Thanksgiving memory? Is there something you do different to show thanks to God or is it just another excuse for a delicious family meal?

Growth Spurt

Before the boys started school I stocked them up on trousers and shirts, making sure everything adhered to the schools’ dress codes and that they would look like to other kids. Knowing that children tend to grow the minute you turn your back, I purposely bought with growth in mind.

Fast forward two months into the school year. My 12 year old precious prince looks like an urchin. He must have grown three inches last week. Suddenly his trousers are an inch too short, and his bony wrists are hanging out of his shirts.

Don’t get me wrong, I am more than grateful that he is healthy and well and growing like a healthy child should. But could he have waited at least another couple of months so that my wallet might have had some time to recover?

As for his barmitzvah suit? I will wait till the week before to purchase it. I had better hope that it needs no alterations!!

(I feel obligated to point this out: I am frugal. I do use hand me downs. But my two oldest boys have a totally different body type from the two younger ones thus rendering their trouser hand me downs useless).

An Ethical Dilemma: Serendipity or a Mistake that Needs Fixing?

A fellow Jblogger posted this on her blog yesterday, and she wanted my opinion. I asked her if I could post it here for your opinion – what do you think? WWYD in her situation?

I’ve got an ethical dilemma on my hands, and I’m seeking advice. But I think the underlying issue is very relevant to all of us: when a “good” mistake happens to us, is it serendipity or just a mistake that we have an ethical obligation to fix? (Apparently “fix” is a very Southern verb. Just go with it.)

Here’s my dilemma:

I take a daily medication. My bargain-basement student insurance (evilly, in my opinion) makes me fill it every month, even though it is available in a 3-month supply, which is significantly cheaper than purchasing one month at a time. I don’t know what happened this month, but they gave me the 3-month supply, and I didn’t notice until almost 2 weeks after I filled the prescription. I don’t have the receipt anymore, but I’m pretty certain I only paid the (higher-per-unit) one-month price.

Should I attempt to return the two extra months’ supply to the pharmacy? (I’m not even sure that they can take back “used” medication since it may have been tampered with.) Or, knowing that the next two months are going to be tight financially, has HaShem sent me a little goodwill?

UPDATE: Bright minds have confirmed that I cannot return the medication, but that I may be able to pay the difference. However, because of the insurance rules, I’m not sure that I would be allowed to. I might be liable for the non-insured price :/

Don’t Run!!

Why oh why do they always have to run everywhere? I tell them time and time again to slow down, but they continue to run, and end up smacking into walls, tripping over their feet (didn’t I tell them to put slippers on and not run around the house in socks?) “Yes Ima” they say, which as you all know means “I heard what you said but at this time I am exercising my right to be autonomous, but I am not going to rub that in your face and make you feel bad and ineffective, so I will just say yes and continue about my business”.

7.30 am and the score is WALL – 1, CHILD – 0.

He’s fine. I actually got a “I know, Ima, I shouldn’t run….”.