Yesterday was nice but could have been a lot more fun.
I went to my younger cousin’s Bar Mitzvah. He did a really good job. He took over the show and ran with it. He was even pretty funny. At the end, when he was thanking people he goes “and I want to congradulate the most important person. Me. I did a very good job.” “I want to say “I told you I could do it” to my friend Matt. He thought I would be a scaerdycat. But I did it”
It was very strange to me as I thought of who was there. Since both of my younger cousins from oposit sides of the family are about the same age (11 month apart) my cousins from my mom side was invited to my cousin’s bar mitzvah on my father’s side. So was in the company of both sides of my family and my “temple family” (It’s hard to explain, but a bunch of the sisterhood members are like my mother and I am somewhat friends with all their children (although they all have about 8 years on me) and their children too.
So except for the Bar Mitzvah man’s friends, I knew 90 percent of everyone else who was there.
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I was talking to someone on msn last night and I was in for a real culture chock. This person thought a Bar Mitzvah was just a selebration and happened when the Jewish person turned 16.
A Bar Mitzvah, in short, is when a boy turns 13 or a girl turns 12, they are considered adults, in the Jewish religion. They now take all responsibilities and all the privileges of being an adult. This would be most noted as one can now be called to the Bima to give an an Aleah.
A child prepares months and months of studying with a Rabbi or a person who is learned in the Torrah for their Bar Mitzvah day. When their day comes, they are called up to the Bima and they are required to chant that day’s passage from the Torrah in Hebrew.
As I sat there listening, I could not help thinking back 20 years on my own Bar Mitzvah day with both happiness and sadness. I still had some vision back then and being wicked nervice I remember looking out at everyone. A teer defanately fell of sadness that I don’t have my vision anymore. *sad face*
Another thing, there were a lot of people who were with me on that day who are no longer with us including my wicked awesome Rabbi… May they all RIP.
Last night was the selebration.
My cousin are very “showy” people. I don’t care much for that. It was nice but it was a bit too much.
It was at a country club in a smallish hall.
They had an open bar. They had apatizers and these social hour tables you could stand around. The tables were clear with a light that would change colors in the let of the table. There ere two large screens that for the social hour, it said “welcome to Aaron’s selebration” During the party, they would have shots of the kids dancing. (um, a bit toooo much for me)
We all sat down and I sat next to my negative “me” type person, of an older brother and on the other side of me was my sister’s gf. Around the table next to my older brother was my twin brother and his wife. My twin cousins who are 2 years younger than me. Then was their step brother and his gf and my sister and her gf. There was a DJ and a MC with dancers. (um, waaaay toooo much) who played dance music all night but the MC ruined it for me. During every song he would be like “I want to see people on the dance floor” “come on, throw your hands up” and stupid things like that. It wouldn’t be bad if it was once in a while, but not every song. Another thing I didn’t like, they didn’t play any games or do any dances with the kids. Usually they do the limbo, the chicken dance and things like that. They did do hava naguilla and had Aaron up on the chair
I know that I am no longer a kid and this was for the kids but I wanted to get up and dance but I had no one to dance with. I was bored for most of the night. The music was wicked loud and plus I had negative Rob next to me complaining about how bad the dj was and how much better he could have done and he said a few times “if he doesn’t start doing a better job I’m leaving” I tried to have a conversation with him but he quickly stopped it with “I don’t care that doesn’t have to do with me” I do got to say, my sister’s gf is really nice. She was taking things off my plate that I didn’t like and was putting things from her plate onto mine that she didn’t like that I did.
Dinner: fruit cup. Salad. Stake and sammon with veggies and a twice baked potato. Dessert was strawberries and “real” whipcream. Then was the cake with either tea or coffee.
My cousin Michael, went to the kid’s buffet, and helped himself to some pasta. I had a dish of pasta and a really good hotdog in a sweet baked roll. It was very good. I liked the kids food better lol
Mike through out the night was his usual funny self. He mentioned about 5 or so times in different ways that he wanted to go get Chinese food. I kept agreeing with him. At the “kid’s bar” there was coke, sprite and lemonaide. After Mike went up to the table twice to get coke, he somehow “stole” a picture of coke for the table.
My lovely sis in law brought me a kape-codder. Mmm
Then… was the candle lighting ceremony.
Which, usually the DJ takes care of announcing each person to light a candle but the Bar Mitzvah man, took over once again.
A person or group of people are asked to light a candle to represent various people who are important to the Bar Mitzvahed man.
When Aaron called each group of people, they would walk up to a song that the dj played that his mother picked out.
My parents were called and they played a Barbrah Streisand song.
When his uncle Sam, aunt Sue and their very little children were called, they played the old funny song that goes “I like to ate ate ate, atple and atenanas.”
Another group of people “I want to ask some really wonderful and caring people. Who I see every day.” (mike “good, it’s not me) “who mean a real lot to me” (mike: defanately not me) “melissa, meliny, Michael and Amanda” when he said Michael, Michael said “why me?” I just laughed.
He said something like “and I want to call upon someone who could not make it tonight. My new dog Max. So, I will ask my awesome friend Matt to come and light a candle for him.” And the dj played “who let the dogs out” the place broke out in laughter.
Aaron, as shy-fun loving as he was being, he broke down for a moment when he called upon his great grand parents who are no longer with us and whom he was named after, to light a candle and he had someone light one in their honor.
“and the last candle will be lit by the most perfectist person in the world, ME!”
Day One: 10 different things you want to say to 10 different people right now.
Day Two: Nine things about yourself.
Day Three: Eight ways to win your heart.
Day Four: Seven things that cross your mind a lot.
Day Five: Six things you wish you'd never done.
Day Six: Five people who mean a lot (in no order whatsoever) Day Seven: Four turn-offs.
Day Eight: Three turn-ons.
Day Nine: Two images that describe your life right now, and why.
Day Ten: One confession.
Day Three: Eight ways to win your heart.
1. Out going and playful personality
2. Enjoys similar hobbies and can teach me some new things
“If you love me enough to sell your tickets, I love you enough not to let you.” (fever pitch)
3. Likes my crazy family
4. Can put up with my best friend when he is being a jerk… although not a requirement lol
5. Someone who will love me for all my faults and things I am unable to do, and when I am down, frustrated or mad . … All my thoughtful-just because, my childish excitements and being an emotional guy.
6. Someone who can describe things or who are able to learn to describe things and where things are… like my twin does
7. Someone who will push me, pull me and stand beside me as I will do for her.
8. A lady who will love me, mind, body and soul, as I will do for her every, day, of, my, marriage
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