I made a gragger and decorated it.
I am just about done listening to the reading of the Book of Esther, and have been trying to shake my gragger every time Haman's name is mentioned, but my triceps are overworked.
What a depressing story, though! It has an uplifting ending, but I don't know how pleased I'd be, sitting through this story once a year.
One can safely assume that Megan, my partner in crime, was not only merry last night but drank enough not only to not be able to distinguish "Mordechai" from "Haman", but enough to forget what she was celebrating!
No comments:
Post a Comment