Last night we met friends out for dinner. As we were walking home and near the flat, we decided to get some cash for the babysitter. And you know the rest of the story:
If you’re good at counting, that’s THREE banks in a row. Again. Listen, I don’t want you all to worry. After some wine you have no idea how funny it is.
We’ve been up to some other stuff over the week.
Bryan took Jonah to his first football match last Sunday. Jonah uses “football” and “soccer” interchangeably at home. My son is bilingual! It was Fulham vs. Wolverhampton and Bryan was looking forward to it for so long, and so excited to take Jonah and have this seminal bonding moment with his oldest son. The day came and it was freezing and rainy. But for some reason both those facts escaped our attention when we dressed Jonah. We’re pretty sure he had a good time, even if 20 minutes into the match sitting in his seat in the rain, he said to Bryan “I go to Jonah’s house now. I go see Mommy.”
I took the kids to the Purim Carnival with Faye, David and Isaac at the beautiful West London Synagogue. I was feeling nervous about the costume-making but we managed in the 11th hour some “Keep Calm And Ask Esther” Mordechai superhero outfits. Don’t even pretend like you have no idea what I am talking about. Also, Faye and I reminisced that at our respective temples growing up, there was always a goldfish giveaway at the Purim carnivals. Why, I have no idea.
Also, I caved on my one and only New Year’s resolution. Roots have officially been highlighted. Maybe in 2013 I will feel strong enough to have hair the color of a week-old drowned sewer rat (see above pre-highlighting photo as a visual). I am just not there emotionally.
And… Elise made it through on American Idol. Watch and vote!