Hudi's Home!

Alrighty, everyone. It has happened. I have finally turned the CH into a true HudiintheHolyLand fan. This is how it went: I said, "I think we should go write my blog together right now," and you should have seen how he jumped up and ran to get my computer. He was so excited. It was maybe the single most exciting moment in my life. It's official. The CH loves my blog.  Besides for that very exhilarating change, much else has happened this week. I mean, I'm sure many things have happened. I just can't remember most of them. EOOPS, you see. I do remember a very fun event that happened last week: My undad had his 26th birthday!! So I dragged the CH to Beit Shemesh for a surprise part organized by my unmom. It was so many muches of fun.  There was cake and some alcohol. Oh, everyone was so mean to me. They told me that this type of alcohol was honey and it was sweet and they promised me I would like it. Guess what? I don't think my throat will ever be the same. Alc...

Lesson for life: do not--I repeat--do not go shopping in Osher Ad right before Pesach. Because you are not supposed to rely on miracles. And if you get out alive, without a scratch, with all of your groceries  intact, within three hours, it's a miracle.  Anywho, let's talk about that holiday of freedom, where the matzois are more abundant than the air that you breathe and the maror is supposed to be bitter, but not really 'cause it's just lettuce, and lettuce ain't yummy but it ain't bitter either. Oh well, I'm not complaining. Thank you, Rabbanim, for watching out for my poor taste buds.  So, first day(s) (I still sometimes forget that I'm a shtickle Israeli and only have one day of Yom Tov), the CH and I were in Ramois, along with the Arbachs (that is for sure not how you spell it, but it's not like they're ever gonna read this brain-cell losing piece of literature that I call my blog). The seder was hilarious. There were like three different s...