So today is my one-year anniversary of Moving To Israel. (Capitalizing things makes me miss Dawna.)
If I was an appropriate blogger, this would be the post that delves into my experience thus far, explores my trials and tribulations living in a beautiful but frustratingly complicated and racist country a billion miles (or kilometers - I AM Canadian after all) from home, describes the beauty that is my relocation-inspiring relationship, and complains that you can't get silken tofu ANYWHERE. But I am really tired and trying to kill this jetlag, so I will leave all that stuff for the next blog post (if you've forgotten that I have ADHD, you'll believe me when I say I will post again tomorrow) and leave you with this:
Fancy sheets make getting out of bed a struggle, but a luxurious struggle. I love presents. Thanks, Eyal's Big Brother.
p.s THANK YOU BERNICE for visiting me in Jerusalem today. It was divine. (I almost misspelled divine. That's embarrassing.)
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