The Missing Sunglasses

After work the other day,  I had many errands to run in a short amount of time. It was a sunny day and before leaving my house I went to get my sunglasses. But they were no where to be found. I looked everywhere and any possible place it could be. - They had disappeared. I assumed  I had left them at work. Since it was our last day before Sukkos vacation, I wasn't too happy I had left them at work.
One of my errands that I needed to do was drop of the car seat we had borrowed from one of our neighbors. My brother and his family were by us for Rosh Hashanah, and we had borrowed it. Since I was frustrated all ready with my missing sunglasses, I also got frustrated that I had to take out the car seat from the car. (Which is really not such a big deal- it's amazing how the Yetzer Hora works)  It's a complicated car seat and I didn't have too much patience to take it out.
As I opened the car door to take out the car seat, I saw on the  floor in the back seat was..........MY SUNGLASSES!!!!

IT"S ALL HP!!!!

HP On the Road

The Shabbos before Rosh Hashanah my mother had her eleventh grade Chumash class over for Shalosh Seudos. Besides for the great food, great speaker, and great entertainment we also heard a great HP story from one of the girls.
The way I'm writing it is not half as great as hearing it from Temima herself. She's one great story teller-  funny, inspiring ,and entertaining. We were all captivated. Here's her story:
Temima was in camp this summer and was on her off day. She had until Thursday night at 9:00 to be back on camp grounds. Before Temima left for Monsey she had made all the necessary arrangements for a ride back with Mrs. Katz, one of the married staff members who was also in Monsey for the day.
Thursday afternoon she got a call from Mrs. Katz.
"Hi Temima, I'm sorry to be doing this to you, but I am packing the car and I see that I'm not going to have room to take you back to camp. I really am sorry."
"Uh,  sure no problem, do you have any ideas how I can get back?" Temima asked.
"Yeah there's Excellent Bus Service"
"An Excellent bus service, what bus service is it?"
"Excellent Bus service"
"I'm sure it is excellent, can you give me more information besides for that it's Excellent?"
"Yeah, EXCELLENT BUS SERVICE."
OK, thank you Mrs. Katz, I'm going to find out what bus service it is, and more information. Thanks, have a great day and have a safe trip back" Temima said.
Temima hung up the phone and googled "bus services in the Catskills." The first website that she came across was  EXCELLENT  BUS SERVICE.
Temima burst out laughing. It really is an excellent bus service after all.
Temima took the 7:00 bus, hoping to get to Motty's Super Market in White Lake around 8:30.
She called camp and made sure someone would be able pick her up from White Lake.
On the bus Temima couldn't help feeling a little out numbered. Besides for one lady sitting all the way in the back, she was the only girl.
"Oh right, it's Thursday night all the husbands are on their way up to the country for Shabbos." she thought to herself smiling.
It took Temima a whole twenty minutes trying to figure out where she could sit on a bus full of men. After finally finding a seat she was gently informed she had to move. She had to find another seat. That took another twenty minutes. Then they had to switch buses in middle. Finally finally they got on to another bus and this time she got a seat within the first five minutes.
At 8:50 the bus pulled up in front of Motty's.
It started raining as soon as Temima got off the bus. She was carrying  a huge suitcase of laundry, a few bags, a hot cake she made for a friend, and a case of water bottles. While juggling all her things and trying to get in touch with camp, she noticed that everyone that got off the bus was gone besides for the lady who was sitting in back of the bus.
"Hi there, you seem to be getting wet, and a little lost. Come, do you want to stand with me over here?" the lady offered.
"Thank you," Temima said. "Wait you look so familiar, are you Mrs. Carson? You've been to my camp for a few Shabbosim"
"Yeah, I am Mrs. Carson, and I'm actually on my way up there right now, I'm just waiting for my husband to pick me up. Would you like a ride?"
Temima took the ride and got back way after nine,  but at that point the camp didn't care what time it was. They were just glad  Temima was back safely!

HAVE A HAPPY SWEET NEW YEAR!

WISHING EVERYONE A YEAR FILLED WITH BRACHA, SIMCHA, AND REVEALED HP!

Friendly HP Reminder

My neighbor was making a birthday cake for her classmates birthday. She made chocolate mold letters on parchment paper and then placed them in the freezer to harden. Since some of the letters got smugged she made some extra letters. The next day when my neighbor was in the freezer she saw that the parchment paper was still in the freezer with two letters on it. My neighbor burst out laughing when she saw the letters..... HP!
"This is a nice reminder, IT'S ALL HP!"

HP CHAIN EFFECT

It's a ripple effect, one HP after the other. Every day is one long chain of HP, some days we just see it better then others.

It started last week on Thursday night when my friend and I were talking and we were discussing about going to hear Rebbetzin Tehila Jager on Sunday night. (First part of the HP chain)
"Oh, I am so upset." my friend said. "I can't go Sunday night, I'm busy then."
Later that night when I got home I saw I got an invitation to an event on Monday night and the speaker at the event was Rebbetzin Tehila Jager. It was too late to call my friend, but I made a mental note to call her as soon as possible, to let her know that she would still be able to hear Rebbetzin Tehila Jager speak. (HP I didn't call her right away)
Friday was busy and I didn't have a chance to call my friend until Sunday morning.
She was so excited to hear she would be able to hear her speak after all. While we were on the phone my friend mentioned to me that, later in the afternoon there was another speaker and asked if I wanted to go with her. It was in middle of the afternoon and I had a bunch of other things planned.
"Umm, I'll let you know." I said.
Last minute, I decided to just go. (I was late, but boy am I glad I went)
After the speech my friend told me she was rushing over to a Rosh Hashanah event for special needs children, and asked me to come stop by. HP, the event was at a friends house a few blocks away from me.
"Yeah I'll stop by." I yelled after her.
At the event, the special needs children were playing music with all different sorts of instruments. They had guitars, drums, trumpets, recorders, and instruments I don't even know the names of. I was there for a little bit and then left.
Later that night while talking to someone she mentioned that she's desperately looking for someone to play guitar. HP! I told her that just that day I saw someone who would be perfect to help her out. At the Rosh Hashanah event there was a girl who was a phenomenal guitar player. I never knew before that she played the way she does. IT'S ALL HP!!! (HP #67 of the day :) )

HP On The Bike Trail

In camp one day, Yael and her friends were going on a trip to a lake where they would be going biking and boating. Yael was wearing a long black skirt and decided not to change into a short skirt and leggings for biking, like the rest of her friends. Yael figured she would manage to bike without her skirt getting in the way too much. The girls got their bikes and were on their way up and down the gorgeous bike trail. As they were going up the trail, Yael's bike jolted to a stop. Her skirt got stuck in her bike. Yael tried untangling the skirt, but the more she tried, the more tangled it got. Her friends Tziri and Sarala stayed behind to help her, but they too couldn't get it out. Yael started to panic. There was no one else around and here she was stuck to a bike almost three miles away from the bike rental.

"I guess I’ll start walking my bike back, you go on and have fun." Yael told her friends.

They refused and stayed with her.

Yael took a few steps when she and her bike suddenly went tumbling down to the ground.

A woman passing by on her bike, stopped to see if she was OK.

“You OK? Anything I can help you with?” she asked.

Yael told her she was a bit tangled. Her friend Tziri jokingly asked:

"You don’t happen to have scissors on you, by any chance?"

"I don’t, but my husband Tom has a knife!"

“TOM,” she called out to her husband who was several feet ahead of them.

Her husband turned around and when he saw Yael’s skirt he immediately pulled out his pocket-knife and let her free.

After thanking them several times over, the lady turned to the girls and said:

"I guess that’s why we ended up coming on this trail and not on the mountain trail. we actually meant to go there but we got lost and ended up coming here. It’s a good thing we did."

The girls were amazed that even this non-Jew recognized the Hashgacha Pratis.

They waved goodbye and Yael and her friends headed down the trail, off to enjoy the rest of their trip!