Hudi's Home!

  'Tis been too long since I last spoketh to my loyal minions. And there is much to say. Shall we begin with the strange snippets? I think we shall.  "I think my hair likes it when I shower it." Yes, my hair, too, has feelings and likes and dislikes. Doesn't yours? "It is intuitive once I explain it." I don't know if she knows what intuitive means...It happens to be the situation was Faeven teaching us an entire subject the night before the final, and it had been a very long week, and no one was really interested in studying any longer, but we'd only just started that day, so we had no excuse, and it wasn't very pleasant, to say the least.  Also from Faeven: "It looks like they gained an elephant in water weight." I don't remember the context, but then again, I don't think I want to.  Then there was my undad, who in response to a very unfortunate and weird picture of me, piped up, "Can you see the neutrons in my nose?"...

Hello it’s not Hudi!! I’m writing this blog for Hudi as she sits at my table, groaning and whining about the fact that she has a blog to write and doesn’t want to because she’s got too much going on in her life. You may ask, and you would only ask if you have never read any one of her blogs before, why she has a lot going on. I may answer, or I may not, what she has going on. Well for one thing, it involves some thing that flies in the air and carries her to a place over a large body of water where someone will be waiting for her to walk down the aisle wearing white. If you guessed a cloud, you must be Hudi. “I am” Hudi said Hudi sitting at my table munching nervously on a cracker. That’s when she laughs at me when I’m writing, and makes fun of me and tries to come up with the right word going through 1000 synonyms for many different words and I waste time listening to her giggling in the background, you may ask what else she has going on? But, and it’s kind of hard to hear when you ha...

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...