Overheard at the nail salon today:
“Hey, Rachel, how are you?”
“Oh, Sarah. I am. Both nights!”
“Oy. Poor you. That’s so much work.”
“It’s OK. I hired a girl to help out with the cooking, the serving, and the clean up.”
“Oh good! So it shouldn’t be too bad.”
“No . . . I thought this was the best way to do it. Why should my nanny have to do everything by herself?”
. . .
Shana Tova to all the Yidden out there — the rich, the richer, and the rest.