Sunday (mostly)
Sunday afternoon we went to my niece's graduation party. The balance of guests was not what I expected. I was assuming there would be a flock of 17-year-olds and a smattering of folks our age, mostly relatives. As it turned out, the kids were all migrating among many parties, so at any given time the adults outnumbered the kids by, oh, 5 to 1 or so. (Graduation was Friday night, so this was probably the prime party weekend.)
Many of the adults were from the church choir (my father and Kim both sing in it). I noticed that most of the choir members were wearing red, so I asked my father about it. Sunday was Penticost, which I suppose I could have worked out on my own if I'd thought about it, and there is a tradition of wearing red for the holiday. (I think the reason had something to do with an association between the holy spirit and fire, but I didn't quite catch it. Education welcome.) I'm glad that the red shirt I pulled out of the drawer that morning had a spot of something on it (so it went to the laundry pile). I would have given an incorrect impression without meaning to. I much prefer that my incorrect impressions be planned. :-)
I found myself in the uncomfortable position of balancing kashrut concerns against being kind to my family. They went out of their way to make sure none of the side dishes contained dairy so I could eat the meat, when I would have preferred to stick to the dairy/veggie dishes instead. (They also made sure to put meat and cheese cold cuts on different platters, segregate the ham from the turkey, and so on.) I could see that I was going to upset my mother if I didn't eat the meat, though, so I did.
(I'll eat meat meals in my parents' home, and for that matter in my friends' homes, so long as the basics are observed (species, no dairy, etc). I want to be able to eat with my family and friends. In a situation where there's a variety of food, both meat and non-, however, I'll avoid the meat. Most parties are like that, for example.)
Sunday evening we had a lovely dinner with Ralph and Lori (mmm, brownies!) and then played a new-to-us card game that I've forgotten the name of. It was entertaining, whatever it was. It involves cards in rows and columns where you rotate cards to try to make edge patterns line up; if you do that you get to remove cards, which have point values. (The object is to maximize points.) There are enough unusual conditions to make the game interesting while not being so many to be hard to track. Most card games with individualized cards fall down on the latter point for me -- Magic, Illuminati, Chez whatever, etc.
Sometime during the evening it rained, which I didn't think much of at the time. I was surprised to come home to a dark house. Fortunately, we knew where the flashlights, candles, and mechanical alarm clock were, so this was not as inconvenient as it might have been. Pity I can't read by candlelight, though, but it was late enough that this wasn't a real hardship.
Panasonic scores points for at least one model of VCR. I'd noticed before that after brief power outages I had to reset the clock but the programming wasn't lost. A five-hour outage is more than the backup can handle, apparently, so this time the programming was lost -- and the VCR told me that in big letters on the screen. Definite UI points there for warning me that they'd violated an expectation I might have had. (Mind, I was going to check anyway, but still...)
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Just catching up now. My understanding is that there's a genuine ambiguity in the original text. According to Arthur Waskow in Seasons of our Joy, the Sadducees interpreted the "Shabbat" in question to mean the first Shabbat after Passover starts, while the Pharisees and, later, the Rabbis of the Talmud favored the interpretation of "Shabbat" as referring to Passover itself. So my response would be that as far as the early Christians were concerned, there was no discrepancy at all in dates. Perhaps they were following the opinion of the Sadducees; perhaps they were making an entirely reasonable interpretation of the text. The Rabbis actually needed the verse to refer to the first day of Passover, because they wanted Shavuot to correspond to a particular date, rather than wandering in the calendar as it would otherwise.
Regarding what day of the week Pesach can fall on, um... working with first Seasons of our Joy and the cal(1) program, and then a 1000-year calendar on line, it seems that (at least in the last 20 years), Passover has fallen on every day of the week except Monday or Wednesday.
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Coincidentally, my rabbi and I were talking this morning about calendar stuff and he told me that Pesach can't fall on Monday, Wednesday, or Friday. He didn't have sources or reasons off-hand, and it was a tangent so I didn't press it.
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