Tonight is my Grandfather's yarzeit and I will be going directly from work to Synagogue with my Mother and my Aunt. We were supposed to have dinner beforehand, but apparently there's some sort of street fair going on in Squirrel Hill, and that has effectively quashed our plans.
What else? I'm wearing my Grandmother's ring for the occasion. Those of you who have seen it know how spectacular it is.
And my toenails are painted with gold and sparkles ...
