Hit a cyclist - and make a donation to Kisharon.

Now you wouldn't think this could be a topic for discussion amongst decent yidden.  Cyclists, after all, are part of Hashem's creation and we are dutibound to thank Him for the bad as well as for the good.

So when Mr. Blogs arrived home on Friday and showed me the dent in his cycling helmet, commenting "boruch Hashem I'd left my brains at home this morning anyway", I was a little surprised.  After all, he only cycles from Temple Fortune to Grodz - and even then only on a Friday.  What could have happened?

It transpired that a Mrs. XXX, driving her 6X6 [with a sticker showing her support for Kisharon in the back window] had been a little too eager to squeeze passed another car and had given poor old hubby minus inches clearance.  Excellent!  Support Kisharon!  Drive selfishly and donate brain-damaged victims as a result.  Otherwise you risk arriving at your destination 1 minute later and that is too unthinkable for words.

Fast food for thought

One thing that makes me see red in the great heat is the sight of a sheitel-clad lady walking down the road, looking smart  and 'together' in her heels and "kosher" outfit while the rest of society turns to liquid; and beside her is her husband - no sheitel, not even socks; just shorts and a breezey shirt (or even a t-shirt) keeping him from overheating.  How insensitive can some men be??

 If I dressed in some (thigh-covering) 'shorts' and a loose shirt or t-shirt, sleeves above the elbow, and kept my hair cool and free, I would be looking at my Get papers now.

 But I have decided to stay cool and b'tznuah and not get my tichel in a twist.  Will just ask hubby for a new car with state-of-the-art air con; and also for a fitted outdoor kitchen.  And some new earrings, a new set of cool, breezey maternity dresses and new baby to match.  Wipe the sweat of your brow, dear.  I'm the one who can't take the heat  - or get out of the kitchen.