I will begin this entry with a few questions.
#1 Why do Israeli police cars and security vehicles drive with their lights flashing all of the time?
And no, despite what you see on the news, it is not because there are constant emergencies. I don't know the reason, but I have a mini freak out quite often because I think they are pulling me over.
#2 What is the obsession with electric bikes? If you're not familiar with this, then thank your lucky stars. These people are fast and often not paying attention. Mix that with Israeli drivers and the way people park their cars, and it makes for a few extra mini panic attacks daily as I try to avoid them as they whip down the middle of the road.
And now for my awesome Israeli sighting of the week. This was our bag from the burger place. Date Night after returning the tic tac car to the airport, which included me going through my first checkpoint as the driver.
It translates to, "That you will be like ketchup and not like mustard." It's a play on the words "That you will be like the head and not like the tail," that we say on Rosh Hashanah. And of course the bag then wishes us a happy new year. I love this bag so much. But sadly it has been recycled. No space for funny things.
Now a few updates on the family :
Last week one child managed to yell at someone in Hebrew and shut the door on them. (this was during that chaos of getting sports physicals last week) I told her that I think she is ready to hang out with some friends who mostly speak Hebrew. If you can yell at someone in a crowded place, then I think you're good.
I picked up another child at school after a club. This child tells me nothing about school. But when I picked him up, I got to witness his little crew of friends yelling goodbyes and chatting. So I guess he is actually enjoying school? Maybe I should call his friends and ask?
Holiday update :
It's that time of year again. The time just before Yom Kippur when we gather up our family and build the sukkah. New place but same old story. Actually we brought our huge amazing sukkah with us when we made aliyah. When our lift left we had not yet rented a place so we had no idea if it would fit or not. We'll, the answer is not. I actually sold it the day after our container arrived here. We sold it to someone in the neighborhood of huge yards (huge by Israeli standards).
So now we (actually not me) had to undertake the task of getting a new sukkah. Everyone here seems to have a "guy" who sells sukkot. So we (still not me) call one, ask around to see if it's a decent price, etc... Then we (again, not me) text him back to say that we will buy it. Except when we open our phone to do so it turns out that he has already texted us, saying he is delivering it tonight. Okay then that's one way to go about it. And as it turns out tonight meant close to midnight. Where else but Israel can you have your sukkah delivered at midnight?
And today during erev Yom Kippur, we (still not me) are helping the kids curb their boredom by engaging them in the sukkah building. They are pros at it by this point, otherwise I'd be out there helping.
Wishing you all an easy and meaningful fast. Enjoy the rest of the chagim. Next year in Jerusalem (or Modi'in).


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