It’s been so long…

My apologies to all those who faithfully check my blog to see if I have posted anything and don’t find anything new.

I’m not real sure why I haven’t.

Nothing to write? I don’t think so… Probably not in the mood or not sure what to write to tell you.

I was sitting on my front porch today – the weather was stunning, probably 80 degrees – and thinking about how crazily busy my life has been. Most days I leave the house around 9:30 AM and don’t return until between 6 and 9 PM!

Right now Monday is my only day I don’t have to go into Jerusalem, but it gets filled with doctor’s appointments or parent-teacher meetings. I have really no time right now to chill.

I am about 100 hours away from finishing my 350 hours at the clinic at NEVE. When I’m done there, I get a certificate in Couples and Family Therapy and I can spend my time building my private practice.

The kids are running here and there. And DB is making me let him drive everywhere!

Ari leaves again tonight for the week. I can’t say I like it, but what choice do I have?

I keep busy so I don’t have to think about it.

Any ideas of what I should write more about?

Keep checkin’ though. Don’t give up on me…

Shavuah Tov – Wishing you a great new week!

Driving!

Yeah, that's right. DB is driving. He convinced me to let him drive home last night from Jerusalem.

And I'm still alive to tell you about it.

It's all very surreal...

PASSED!!

That's right! My DB passed his driving test today!

My little boy now has his driver's liscence.

I'm old!

Clear the roads :)

First grade Parent Teacher Conference in Israel

It sure ain’t what I’m used to!!

My meeting with Ely’s teacher was set for 9:15 AM. Pretty strange time, I thought, since that’s the time the teacher usually teaches. But I figured she has someone come sit in the class while she meets with the parents.

OK.

Not quite…

I arrived on time and went straight to Ely’s classroom. I stood outside the door until the teacher saw I was there. I came into the classroom and saw that the children were receiving candies for having brought in notes from their parents saying that their heads were clean from lice! I’m not joking! This is Israel!

Anyhow, the teacher told the 9 girls in Ely’s class to sit nicely and eat their snacks and she would be right back. I guessed she was leaving them alone and knew what she was doing.

I walked out of the classroom with the teacher behind me, stopped to wait for her to guide me to where we were going to meet. But she just stood there. And without noticing my surprise, began to tell me what an excellent student my daughter is, how she learns and reads and does math all wonderfully. No problems except maybe she moves too much in her seat, but when the teacher tells her to stop, Ely listens.

And that was it. The teacher walked back into the classroom.

Parent-teacher conference over!

Welcome to Israel!