I suppose since we're all back in our respective parents' homes, it's time to reinstate the blog for the time being.

Gabrielle (Steve's wife) wrote my mother an email yesterday. It was mostly cold-toned, and only said that she wanted the flute Ezra had lent Kaylie back. My mother has been a basket case again, and I hide by leaving the house. Small wonder my room really doesn't get cleaned...maybe if I could stand to be in this house...

Now, for my exciting moment of the day:







Crappy picture of a good camera










And good picture of a crappy camera








Yaaaaay, Channukah!
Chag Sameach, Homosektualim!
;-)