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How do you know if you're a lefty or a righty when it comes to archery? An experienced archer once said that you know based on what hand you pick your nose with. Tzvi, my esteemed bro-in-law, said with a tsk tsk, "It's nasal discrimination." Yes, my sister--that's the Kallah Hakedoisha, let me remind you--and her hubby are in the Holy Land. And it's been just one fabulous moment after another, chock full of laughter and hugs and nonstop chatter and all good things.  Let's jump right into it with Shabbos. Wow, Shabbos was insane. I went to the Steinsy's on Thursday night to welcome Malta and Tzvi, so my unparents and I were hanging out, enjoying life and the peace and quiet that was soon to be shattered with the most lovely arrival of my sister and husband.  They knocked on the door. I screamed, Mrs. Stein screamed, Mr. Stein did not scream, we opened the door, and there were hugs all around and lots of jumping up and down like hyper kangaroos.  We pick...

It's Shloims' fault that I'm writing this now and not paying attention in my faskinating class. I come into class this morning, all innocent-like, and she says, "Um, you didn't write your blog post this week." And I'm like, "It's only Monday, dude. The week started yesterday." And she responds, "It's been eight days since you've last written. And you missed last week." And I'm all offended and wounded to the depths of my soul, and she's laughing like she hasn't just ruined my life, and I sit down on my chair and cry hysterically, and the whole class turns to stare at me, and it was all very uncomfortable and awkward for everyone involved.  So, I might have slightly exaggerated the above story, but Shloims did tell me that I didn't write a blog post this week, and since I'm a good little girl, I listen to my friends. And I don't listen to my classes. So, here I am.  Get ready for this one. First, we ha...

Wow. I haven't missed a week's blog post in quite some time. That should just tell all y'all that I no longer like you. JK. It just means that I have no time to write, or do anything at all in this entire universe except for schoolwork.  But today, we must celebrate, actually. It's quite a great day today. My friend and I finished a crazy hard project that we'd been working on for a very long time last night...at 4 am. We are very excited and happy, and ready to begin doing all the other work that we've been neglecting these past weeks. But first, I will enjoy my newfound freedom.  Let me begin from last week's Shabbos, spent in Nevey Yaaqov with three friends. We ate two of the meals at our host family, the saintly Gruns, I will call them. They are very kind souls who host my friends and me many times, even though they have three kids, one of whom happens to be a therapy baby. For the other meal, Mikvah-Jumper Avigayil and I went to a very cute family. They...

Wow, the week does fly by. Last week, I was sitting pretty and enjoying break from the dreaded school, eating some pretzel-sfinge and donuts and lighting candles, listening to the 20 different tunes for the same few words of Al Hanisim.  And this week, I'm sitting ugly and hating the lack of break from the dreaded school, eating vegetables and fruits and gross healthy things, listening to recordings of all the classes I missed and skipped.  The rest of Chanukah was lovely, bH. For Shabbos, I went to Benay Beraq to my wonderful cousins, and it was so nice. The kids liked me for once, and we read all of their English books multiple times, and I held the little baby for many hours.  The food was delicious, my Hebrew was less than perfect, and I learned many new words. Do I remember any of them? Not a single one. One day, I'll know Hebrew. One day... In other news, my friend NS got engaged! It's the bestest news ever. We're all very excited (pronounced exited, obviously) fo...

It rained yesterday. It's a good thing we have little homes for our menorahs, 'cause otherwise it would all be very awkward.  Indeed, the Holiday of Lights has been anything but awkward. It has been beautiful, inspiring, fun, fattening (okay, I only ate like five donuts...every day of Chanukah...hey, they're yummy...don't look at me with that tone of voice), and just all around awesome socks. We have class over zoom, so naturally I don't go to any of them. Because that would be way too responsible of me. And super nerdy, to boot.  Before Chanukah was upon us, there were the dreaded midterms, one on Wednesday, one on Thursday, and one on Friday. Who knows how I did? All I know is that I have gotten so good at making up things that sound intelligent but make no sense to anyone who knows the slightest thing about math or computers (or really to anyone who has any brain).  On Thursday night, I went to a wedding of a girl I had met literally two weeks before. She's f...

Did you know that there are an infinite amount of infinities? Do you not feel like your life is more complete now that you know that very pertinent and relevant piece of information?  In one of our math classes (discreet math), we are learning about the secrets of cardinality and infinity and infinite infinites and finite infinites and all that good stuff that makes one's head spin and long for those days when infinity was something that just existed in a childlike view of the world and was just a very big number that didn't end and wasn't tried to be understood and dealt with.  It happens to be that it's all very cool, and during class, we're all jumping out of our seats in excitement every time we see a new proof or theorem. We are all nerds.  After that intro, let's go on to Shabbos. I was at the Shpiegel's! It had been too long since I'd been there, so I'm glad they hadn't forgotten me.  Faeven, Shana Aleph, and I had a grand time there at th...

Let us begin with a joke:  Knock knock Who's there? To To Who? To Whommmmmm Now, I chose to start of the with the nerdiest joke in the entire world because someone mentioned in passing that last week's blog was more "serious" than usual. I put the word in quotation marks because it can't be that my blog was serious; it's simply not in its genes. But this is what I was told, and now my job for this week is to put to rest any doubts that anyone has that my blog is a serious piece of literature.  So, let us commence with the craziness: Shabbos with the Steinsies was an lovely and fun experience, as it always is. The only problem is that so many of the fun things are said and discussed and done on Shabbos, when I can't document them for all posterity. Just know that my seal laugh came out many times Friday night.  We did some Parsha questions, where we learned that the stones around Yaakov's head could have been crembo, and there was something about a pizz...