So I’m at services tonight (wearing all white, thanks) and gorgeous tall man is sitting a row behind me and four seats over. Swoonage.
I’m trying hard to focus on things. cos g-d knows I’ve got what to atone for.
We stand for the Al Het, when we enumerate all 44 types of transgressions we may have committed in the past year and I glance over my shoulder.
He winks at me.
Eeeps. I grin and my stomach does little flips.
Then we get to the part of the Al Het where it goes (in the New Machzor) “For the sins we have committed with wanton glances” and I cringe a little bit.
But then I sort of smile to myself.