{"id":2375,"date":"2013-11-25T18:27:14","date_gmt":"2013-11-25T23:27:14","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.jennyandadam.com\/Jenny\/?p=2375"},"modified":"2013-11-25T18:27:14","modified_gmt":"2013-11-25T23:27:14","slug":"november-ramblings","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.jennyandadam.com\/Jenny\/2013\/11\/november-ramblings.html","title":{"rendered":"November Ramblings"},"content":{"rendered":"<ul>\n<li>A special circle of hell exists for people who mail their holiday cards before Thanksgiving. Freakin&#8217; wait till the turkey carcass is cold, please.<\/li>\n<li>In our town, every year, the 5th graders go to a science camp in Rhode Island for four days. I remember when Doodles was in kindergarten, watching all those big kids loading up the Peter Pan busses with their suitcases and sleeping bags and thinking that it was crazy and I couldn&#8217;t imagine my baby going. Well, my baby went. As we were packing him, I said, &#8220;The packing list says pants for every day. You need three pairs of jeans plus what you&#8217;ll be wearing on the bus.&#8221; Of course we discovered that somehow his jeans had mysteriously disappeared. So Adam did a late-night Old Navy run to buy the boy more pants. I packed that bag beautifully. &#8220;You&#8217;ll never get it packed like this on the way home,&#8221; I said. He shrugged. And yet, when he came home, every pair of jeans was folded beautifully as were a few pairs of underwear, and a couple of shirts. &#8220;How did you do that?&#8221; I asked.<br \/>\nHe rolled his eyes at me. &#8220;I didn&#8217;t wear any of those things.&#8221; By the way, note to future parents of 5th grade boys: Don&#8217;t bother packing the shampoo. It won&#8217;t be used either.<\/li>\n<li>While the boy was away, Adam also had a work trip, so for three nights it was just us gals. I took Pie out to a restaurant that Doodles doesn&#8217;t like. Our menu had the Chinese Zodiac printed on it. Pie asked, &#8220;Which sign are you?&#8221; I told her, &#8220;I was born in the Year of the Monkey.&#8221; She scanned the menu till she found the monkey:<br \/>\n<a href=\"https:\/\/www.jennyandadam.com\/Jenny\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/11\/IMG_2404.jpg\" rel=\"lightbox[2375]\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"aligncenter size-medium wp-image-2376\" alt=\"IMG_2404\" src=\"https:\/\/www.jennyandadam.com\/Jenny\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/11\/IMG_2404-225x300.jpg\" width=\"225\" height=\"300\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.jennyandadam.com\/Jenny\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/11\/IMG_2404-225x300.jpg 225w, https:\/\/www.jennyandadam.com\/Jenny\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/11\/IMG_2404-768x1024.jpg 768w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 225px) 100vw, 225px\" \/><\/a> She looked at me at said in wonder, &#8220;You were born in 1956?!&#8221;<br \/>\n&#8220;NO!&#8221; I said loudly enough that the folks at the next table glared at me.<br \/>\nPie looked at the menu again confused. She asked, &#8220;So you were born in 1944?&#8221;<\/li>\n<li>Today I reminded Doodles that next week his Hebrew school class was going to have a field trip to a retirement community to celebrate Hanukkah.<br \/>\n&#8220;Ugh, I don&#8217;t want to go,&#8221; he said.<br \/>\n&#8220;Why not? It should be fun!&#8221;<br \/>\n&#8220;My class re-wrote &#8216;Dreidel Dreidel Dreidel,&#8217; and the new lyrics are really stupid.&#8221;<br \/>\n&#8220;So don&#8217;t sing them.&#8221;<br \/>\n&#8220;I guess I&#8217;ll just lip sync them. They told us one of the creators of the Internet is going to be there. I think they were trying to pump us up.&#8221;<br \/>\n&#8220;Well, doesn&#8217;t that make you excited?&#8221;<br \/>\n&#8220;No! It depresses me!&#8221;<br \/>\n&#8220;Why does that depress you?&#8221;<br \/>\n&#8220;Because then I have to sing a really stupid song in front of one of the creators of the Internet!&#8221;\n<\/ul>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>A special circle of hell exists for people who mail their holiday cards before Thanksgiving. Freakin&#8217; wait till the turkey carcass is cold, please. In our town, every year, the 5th graders go to a science camp in Rhode Island for four days. 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