I ain't nothin' but a hound dog, cryin' all the time*--Bedikat Chametz in reverse
(*With apologies to the late Elvis Presley.)
Sigh. It's the same thing every year. Sure, it's easy to put things away for Pesach (Passover). (Or at least it's easy as long as we put the things in slide-bolted closets so they won't fall out all over the floor.) But go try and find them again thereafter. Good luck. It just took me half an hour to locate the dairy Pyrex dishes for the microwave. More "searcher's tzuris (trouble)" to follow after Shabbat, no doubt. Stay tuned. On second thought, don't. Too boring.
Nu, so where's that bleepin' hound dog when I need her? (Sniff, sniff. "Good dog! Now go find that chametzdikeh pareve cutting board, girl!")
Sigh. It's the same thing every year. Sure, it's easy to put things away for Pesach (Passover). (Or at least it's easy as long as we put the things in slide-bolted closets so they won't fall out all over the floor.) But go try and find them again thereafter. Good luck. It just took me half an hour to locate the dairy Pyrex dishes for the microwave. More "searcher's tzuris (trouble)" to follow after Shabbat, no doubt. Stay tuned. On second thought, don't. Too boring.
Nu, so where's that bleepin' hound dog when I need her? (Sniff, sniff. "Good dog! Now go find that chametzdikeh pareve cutting board, girl!")
posted by Shira Salamone at 6:37 PM
2 Comments:
Gosh, I thought I was the only one who "lost" dishes. I still can't find my blue glass fruit bowl....
Oy. Been there, done that.
Good luck with the hunt. I'd send you that hound dog if I had one. :)
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