Gronk! I just had lunch, and my body has just crashed hardcore. It wasn't even a lot of food, but I feel like I just had Thanksgiving dinner or something. Want nap. Send help.

Oh, Kristen, it is a lovely story! And she definitely used American-Hebrew terminology.

And it reminded me of this, but mostly of the funniest version of Jabberwocky in my opinion: The Yiddish one. It's called "D'ar Yomervokhet", and I find it impossible to read it out load drunk or sober, but it's very, very funny.

I think I just found a new idea for this year's Seder...

Then she was saying she knows a woman who covers her hair, and wears pants, which she thought was interesting. Thinking about it, I think pants are probably more modest, in our culture.

Nilly will probably have more true things to say about it (I'm mostly secular), but I don't think it's so rare here as well. Still, most of the religious women in Israel wear skirts.

What am I doing here typing? I should clean!

We're much more entertaining than cleaning!

I actually think about modesty a lot, usually when I walk by one of the women in my neighborhood who wear the full burqa or whatever -- only their eyes showing. I wonder if they think I'm as much of a whore in my dress past my knees and tights and etc. as the girl in tight jeans and a belly shirt.

So, I was supposed to go to a wedding tonight. I had to teach this afternoon - my students have their exam tomorrow, so I had to give them a rehearsal lesson, and I couldn't start early because some of them had exams up until two-thirty or so. I've been teaching for 4.5 hours, and missed my ride to the wedding (it's in a no-buses-get-there place, and, alas, I have no car). So I'm not there.

The funny thing is, I seem to have something I lacked for, oh, the last decade or so (um, or at least that's what it seemed like): a couple of hours with nothing of the I-must-do-this-right-NOW in them.

I mean, there's lots and lots I have to do. With deadlines even. Close-by deadlines. Looming at me with their evil eyes all red and glowing and whispering "we'll catch you, little girl, and your little post, too" in the dark. And then there's Pessakh.

And still, the one thing I find I can do, the minute I can actually do it? Yup, post here. I've missed you guys.

May I imagine all of you wearing nice clothes and eating yummy foods and dancing around?

What am I doing here typing? I should clean!

It's a question that answers itself.

ita,

I was driving on Overland today and saw one of those all-over-ad cars..... for KRAV! It cracked me up.

Buffistas are absolutely more fun than cleaning.

And hey! Nilly!

Bummer you're missing the wedding, Nilly, but HI!

one of those all-over-ad cars..... for KRAV!

This car will FUCK YOU UP.