Thank G-d it’s Friday! It’s been a very, very busy week for us here. HaSafran had a very large and complicated report due today at work, so he’s been working hard on it all week. I managed to finish half of my comprehensive journal on Wednesday. I did this in about 4 weeks time total, which is just unheard of AFAIK. In addition, on Monday I went to a conference, and on Tuesday evening HaSafran and I got to go out to dinner—the organizers of the conference (colleagues/professors from another university here in town) invited myself and Hasafran to join them and the other conference participants for dinner at one of newest kosher restaurants in town. We had a lovely time; the food was good, the ambiance was great, and the conversation was fabulous. We sat at a table with 8 other academics. In the meantime, I’ve been continuing to work hard on the journal, although I will have to switch gears soon as I begin teaching my summer class in a little over 3 weeks.
Claire’s grade started the 6th grade standardized testing this week. She’s been relatively nonchalant about it—but I think it is because it’s all been English language thus far. JR and Zoe have been well, with nothing out of the ordinary to report.
On Tuesday I took Claire and JR to the Israel Day rally. I don’t like going to anything where there’s a big crowd, and this wasn’t different. However, seeing all the Israeli flags waving, and being among the 12,000 people who turned out for the rally was pretty powerful. (Although I did get a sunburn. Ugh.) Best of all, it’s been gorgeous all week—beautiful blue skies, light breezes. Just stunning. I’m trying to soak in the rest of it now, because it’s supposed to be rainy on and off for the next TWO weeks. Ew.
That’s about all there is to report on this end. I’ve got chocolate chip cookies in the oven, so I’m going to have to run in a minute anyway.
And for those of you wondering how Mother’s Day went, it was exactly what I asked for! HaSafran kept the kids busy so I could work, he ordered pizza and poutine for lunch, and he grilled for dinner. He also bought me a French press, the same one I had over Pesach that I enjoyed so much. The Z-girl made me a jewelry box, and JR made me a beautiful card. (Apparently the 6th graders were too busy preparing for the provincial exams to make things for their moms. C’est la vie.)
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