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Yom Kippur

I don't think I ate enough dinner. I was hungry before we left shul Friday night. This happened on Tisha B'av, too. I'm not sure what's going on here.

I feel totally superficial. I mean, the daavening was wonderful all the way through. I was moved to tears of repentence during Ne'ilah, as I should have been (and managed to stand the entire way) and only drifted off a few times, and always managed to find my place.

But I was also focused on what I wore. Because I never got canvas sneakers, so I ended up wearing white plastic rubber slippes, and those are *really* uncomfortable and I had to kick them off when it was time to kneel during the musaf repitition and the Avodah. Ah, Yom Kippur, where the people are dressed beautifully from the ankles *up*.

And because I had this white headscarf that I was saving to wear on Yom Kippur, but when I put it on last night, you could see my hair. I have other sheerish scarves, but they're dark and so is my hair, so it doesn't look so bad. But I really wanted to wear it, so this morning I hit on the idea of wearing two scarves, with the white scarf on top and the ends twisted in a crown so bits of the other scarf showed. It ended up really pretty.

See? Superficial.

Like. The shul has been very cold, so I wore my cape this morning. I got chilly around the musaf priestly blessing, so I put the cape on. The cape has a hood. Normally, see, one covers one's face during the kohanic blessing, although as there was a room and a pillar and curtained partition between me and the kohanim, it wasn't all that the necessary. Anyway, married men use their prayershawls. Women and unmarried men use their siddurim. But my cape has a hood. So I draped the hood over my face.

Mostly, I felt silly. Maybe if I'd been sitting closer to the mechitza...

Otherwise - the rabbi gave a nice speech about how you should think about every day seriously - he'd just had a cancer scare so it was pretty strong. B"H, the growth on his foot was benign.

And Jonathan led Minchah. And did it so well people came up and told me so. Kvell. Kvell. Kvell. I don't have kids, so I shep nachas from my husband. He and Stu, who was one of the other cantors, are plotting to do all of the services next year so we don't have to hire anyone. Stu's going to be shul president. He's also a DC fan. :)


I had a similar problem with fasting this year, as did a friend. We talked about it after services.

By the time we were finished our discussion, we decided that it wasn't about not eating enough for the last meal, but about not setting up our meals properly for the entire day. Neither of us drank enough water on Thursday or Friday. Neither of us ate a solid enough meal for breakfast or lunch.

So, we came to the conclusion that the only way to make it through the fast is to have "three squares" and lots of water for the two days before the fast.

Guess I'll find out next year if that works.

What works for me is large lunch and normal dinner, both protein-heavy, and lots of water at regular intervals (5 quarts Friday, this year, but I drink 3-4 in an average day anyway so it's not a shock to the system). Huge dinner seems to do harm for me; I guess it kicks the digestive process into high gear and it's all gone sooner that way, or something.