April 2, 2009
We made a plan to meet at a new Thai place, but then just before lunch Sevonne told me that she would keep us company but wasn’t planning to eat that food. So I contacted everyone and we went, as is becoming usual, to EggShell on Lake-Cook.
Right away, we started discussing Sevonne’s recent and what she calls final breakup with the man Ibby had fixed her up with. We all liked him, and they’d already broken up but got back together. He is now in Connecticut doing a residency, and Sevonne wondered why she didn’t want to spend more time out there, but it became clear that even if she waits for him to come back to Chicago in five years, he might never be the partner she wanted. He didn’t give her the solid support she wants in a partner.
We talked about how hard it is; we all know single people who are struggling to find the right one. Sevonne refuses to try J-date; she wants to meet someone in a more romantic way, not by computer. And all of us sat around the table thinking how beautiful Sevonne is, and how surprising it is that she hasn’t been swept off her feet already. She informed us that she might do her MBA at Tel Aviv University, where she’s been offered a generous scholarship. It’s a pilot program, so there will be some cachet for being in the first group to get the degree. She doesn’t think she’ll make the best connections for business, but she’ll have a wonderful time, and it’s not far from the beach!
Milton told us about the surgery he’s going to have next Friday: it’s towards his neck, and he thinks he caused it by having the computer screen in a position that forced him to keep his head pushed forward for long periods of time. I’m writing this on the couch with my head resting back against the pillows and my computer on my knees. No chance of hurting myself, but I do feel sleepy a lot while writing.
David said that Milton is hoping to fly to a board meeting just 10 days after his surgery. I told him that it was really iffy…that he should give himself more time to recover. Milton said that in any case it depends on Sheldon Cohen, the board member who just found out that he has prostate cancer. They know that with chemo and treatment there is now a 98% recovery rate for that, but he has to figure out the right treatment. So the meeting isn’t definite. David hopes it’s moved because he has his final French exam that night after the meeting, and he’d have to fly back from Atlanta or wherever it’s being held.
We were all happy to have Ibby with us; she tells us that Matt might work at Grossinger’s Auto Dealership this summer. He loves cars; Milt told a story about him recognizing almost an entire parking lot of cars from a window up above. I mentioned that the only thing he doesn’t recognize is the color of the car, and then we discussed color blindness. Mom says she realized that Milton was color blind when he came home in a pink shirt, but when she asked why he bought it, he answered that it was gray. Milton says he realized he was color blind when we argued about the color of the balloons in our kitchen wallpaper.
What balloons? Janet never remembers anything about our childhood, and I definitely know there weren’t balloons in that kitchen on Knox. Mom confirmed, but Milton still remembers the story that way. Ibby said that her grandmother and mother were both confused about color, and told a story in which they all saw the same tile as a different color, but only she was right, according to the back of the tile.
Marty told us that he and Cindy are applying Janet and my advice to Sarah; just like we did with our girls, they are letting her know about the kind of freedom she will have if she gets A’s. They also told her about what kind of surveillance she’ll be under if she does not get the grades. Mom said she thinks they are being wonderful parents, especially because of how they let each kid choose the paint color for their room. Marty told a funny story about Joey choosing black, but then agreeing to a gray. They told him it looks like a prison cell, and now that’s what he calls his bedroom.
They’re still not sure about Schechter for next year, but Janet and I didn’t have time to do the high pressure spiel about how valuable it will be, about how our girls all got into honors classes in high school etc. Marty did share that one of their friends’ daughters, graduating from Schechter, got into the Academy at Glenbrook North, which is very prestigious and accepts only students with great language skills and at least one extra language.
We all confirmed the time (6:00PM) for both seders next week; Mom’s on Wednesday and our house on Thursday. We won’t be able to meet for lunch until the third week, because it will still be Pesach. Then if we meet at Eggshell, pancakes and omelettes will taste wonderful.
We made a plan to meet at a new Thai place, but then just before lunch Sevonne told me that she would keep us company but wasn’t planning to eat that food. So I contacted everyone and we went, as is becoming usual, to EggShell on Lake-Cook.
Right away, we started discussing Sevonne’s recent and what she calls final breakup with the man Ibby had fixed her up with. We all liked him, and they’d already broken up but got back together. He is now in Connecticut doing a residency, and Sevonne wondered why she didn’t want to spend more time out there, but it became clear that even if she waits for him to come back to Chicago in five years, he might never be the partner she wanted. He didn’t give her the solid support she wants in a partner.
We talked about how hard it is; we all know single people who are struggling to find the right one. Sevonne refuses to try J-date; she wants to meet someone in a more romantic way, not by computer. And all of us sat around the table thinking how beautiful Sevonne is, and how surprising it is that she hasn’t been swept off her feet already. She informed us that she might do her MBA at Tel Aviv University, where she’s been offered a generous scholarship. It’s a pilot program, so there will be some cachet for being in the first group to get the degree. She doesn’t think she’ll make the best connections for business, but she’ll have a wonderful time, and it’s not far from the beach!
Milton told us about the surgery he’s going to have next Friday: it’s towards his neck, and he thinks he caused it by having the computer screen in a position that forced him to keep his head pushed forward for long periods of time. I’m writing this on the couch with my head resting back against the pillows and my computer on my knees. No chance of hurting myself, but I do feel sleepy a lot while writing.
David said that Milton is hoping to fly to a board meeting just 10 days after his surgery. I told him that it was really iffy…that he should give himself more time to recover. Milton said that in any case it depends on Sheldon Cohen, the board member who just found out that he has prostate cancer. They know that with chemo and treatment there is now a 98% recovery rate for that, but he has to figure out the right treatment. So the meeting isn’t definite. David hopes it’s moved because he has his final French exam that night after the meeting, and he’d have to fly back from Atlanta or wherever it’s being held.
We were all happy to have Ibby with us; she tells us that Matt might work at Grossinger’s Auto Dealership this summer. He loves cars; Milt told a story about him recognizing almost an entire parking lot of cars from a window up above. I mentioned that the only thing he doesn’t recognize is the color of the car, and then we discussed color blindness. Mom says she realized that Milton was color blind when he came home in a pink shirt, but when she asked why he bought it, he answered that it was gray. Milton says he realized he was color blind when we argued about the color of the balloons in our kitchen wallpaper.
What balloons? Janet never remembers anything about our childhood, and I definitely know there weren’t balloons in that kitchen on Knox. Mom confirmed, but Milton still remembers the story that way. Ibby said that her grandmother and mother were both confused about color, and told a story in which they all saw the same tile as a different color, but only she was right, according to the back of the tile.
Marty told us that he and Cindy are applying Janet and my advice to Sarah; just like we did with our girls, they are letting her know about the kind of freedom she will have if she gets A’s. They also told her about what kind of surveillance she’ll be under if she does not get the grades. Mom said she thinks they are being wonderful parents, especially because of how they let each kid choose the paint color for their room. Marty told a funny story about Joey choosing black, but then agreeing to a gray. They told him it looks like a prison cell, and now that’s what he calls his bedroom.
They’re still not sure about Schechter for next year, but Janet and I didn’t have time to do the high pressure spiel about how valuable it will be, about how our girls all got into honors classes in high school etc. Marty did share that one of their friends’ daughters, graduating from Schechter, got into the Academy at Glenbrook North, which is very prestigious and accepts only students with great language skills and at least one extra language.
We all confirmed the time (6:00PM) for both seders next week; Mom’s on Wednesday and our house on Thursday. We won’t be able to meet for lunch until the third week, because it will still be Pesach. Then if we meet at Eggshell, pancakes and omelettes will taste wonderful.
