My sister has a Wii (and was playing guitar hero this morning, very very quietly, until I got up, 12 hours after I went to bed). She keeps trying to get the Fit part, but says she can't find it anywhere.

Now I am up, and we will probably eventually make it out for some shopping...

It does sound like dehydration, sumi. How soon can you see a doctor? Call in with symptoms? The headache-soreness thing is worrisome, and worth at least a call, I'd think.

Meantime, hydrate!

Continued good vibes for Shir and Nora, and quick-healing to Kristin. Hooray for family acceptance! And Laura, you are my role model. If my Christmas treadmill ever gets to be functional.

It's made it from the covered porch into the house, but now a grounded three-pronged socket needs be installed. Ah, the joys of living in an old house with inadequate wiring and plumbing. We'd really hoped to sell and move before the full copper pipe redo, the new roof, and full rewiring became necessary. Now? NSM.

Sumi, if you have some Gatorade or Powerade drink that and eat some bananas. In addition to drinking fluids. The bananas will help your potasium levels.

Back in Jerusalem, without any sirens on the way.

In the meantime, Israel entered with ground forces into the Strip. High alert everywhere. And on that note, I'd like to turn to Mr. Nasrallah directly:

Please. Do. Not. Open. A. Second. Front. (At least until Thursday, after my dentist appointment in Haifa).

kthnxbye,
Me

Sorry, it isn't in my best interest to get you off of the computer.

I love our honesty.

Ack, Kristin! Heal up, woman.

Shir, I thought of you today when I read this:

"Israel launches what it says will be a "lengthy" ground operation in a widening war on Hamas"

I hope that turns out to not be true.

Laga, I'm afraid it seems true from here.

Did I mention already how useless all this killing is lately? No? Because I'm strongly against it.

And I have the feeling that tomorrow I'll be calling friends to figure out who was drafted.

Fucking government.

I keep typing and erasing, realizing I just don't have a good grasp of the situation. The more I read up on it, the fuzzier a solution becomes. I wish for someone to find a peaceful resolution.

in less distressing news. I love wikipedia...

One famous baked potato was that served by the Northern Pacific Railroad. The song "Great Big Baked Potato" (words by N.R. Streeter and H. Caldwell ; Music by Oliver George) was written about this potato.

I wish for someone to find a peaceful resolution.

THIS.

I can't even begin to type how confusing this is for me, moving consistently between worry-to-my-own-safety and worry-to-the-safety-of-others. And everytime I stop for a minute to update on the news, all I'm thinking is "fucking government, messing the hell out of it" (almost literally). So I assume it must be more confusing to people from abroad.

And in the winter, out of all times. You don't do wars during the winter. You don't make my sister sleeping her 1-3 hours per day inside a huge concrete tube open to wind and rain because "there she'll be more protected". You don't make my friends crawl into tanks in this cold.

This is impossible; And yet, this is happening. Seems like the more I grow up in here, the less I agree with the concept of fighting. I'd move anywhere, anytime, give up on a hell lots if that's what would bring peace; And I doubt that wiping out the Strip or the West Bank would bring that. I don't think I'm that much of a pacifist, and I'll fight for my own existence, but this is just so useless.