My resolutions

Yesterday at 10:48:19 pm was Persian New Year. It's the year 1387. I had high hopes for my first Persian New Year post. I planned on growing my own sabzee and laying out my very first sofre. I planned to post pictures of the each of the elements on the sofre with very thoughtful description of each, not copied and pasted from another source. But I didn't.

Here's one picture of my mom's sofre.

For those of you who've never heard of Persian New Year, you should Google "Persian New Year" and you'll get a bunch of links with explanations. I didn't want to include any links to sites that I wasn't really sure were accurate. I'd rather spread zero information then propagate misinformation.

I had also planned to start with a post about chahar shanbeh souri and show pictures and explain how we used to do it when we were kids. Well chahar shanbeh souri should have been Tuesday night, but I was celebrating Cy's birthday and truthfully, I just completely forgot.

bad dokhtar Irooni! bad!

Tradition says that at the stroke of New Year, the people you're with, the health you're in, and the general state of you at that moment, is how you will be for the entire new year. So you always celebrate with family, wearing brand new clothes, eating sweets, kids get new money or gold coins from adults, and everyone's spirits are high.

So Shashar and Jack were supposed to be on a plane to Hawaii last night for her friend Orlena's wedding on Saturday, but their flight was canceled. So Cary picked them up from LAX and raced to my folks house and we were all together for the stroke of nowrouz before the clock struck 10:48. Funny how things work out.

Since Shashar and Jack are actually in Hawaii now, I'm posting this picture of Sheila so that they don't miss her too much. She's eating her sabzee polo and must. She prefers to challenge her food to a duel than eat it.

When there are young kids in the family, its a lot more fun to celebrate traditions like chahar shanbeh souri and seezdah bedar. Sheila is our reason to get back into celebrating these traditions and step up our game. Back in the day, we'd go to Hess Park in PV and barbecue, eat ajeel, fly kites, play Frisbee, backgammon and dodge ball.

This pictures has nothing to do with anything. Its just super cute. Sheila's zipping up Cary. Every time he pulled the zipper down, she would run over and zip it up. She's really into his goatee. I'm not.

My resolution for next year is to grow my own sabzee, to celebrate chahar shanbeh souri, and put together a unique, modern, and personal sofre. Also, I would like to include all of my friends in this so they can enjoy the festivities.