Peanut Butter, Brie and Onion Jam

Today I was privledged to introduce David and his wife, Miri, to powdered peanut butter. They liked it. So much that they mixed it with Brie (gross) and Onion Jam (siccccccccccccck) and spread it on challah (yum). They are tasters. They taste everything and mix things different ways. It's fun to watch, disgusting to try. But they know all about my picky eating. One of the only things that I am excited about coming home for is the freedom to eat whatever I want. I am also eager to see the fam, both related and unrelated.

This afternoon, David and I went into Ramla (the next town over) to get some things for a barbeque tonight. Another family is coming over and we're going to celebrate July birthdays. The family who's coming have a daughter who is turning 21 today. David and Miri's daughter, Eliora, is turning 26 on the 25th and I'm turning 24 on the 29th. It will be fun.

Tonight, I am going with the kids (who have Friday night and Saturday off to spend with their host families for Shabbat)to see someone named David Broza (sp?). I think you would like this a lot Mama because it's supposed to be like Stomp or Blue Man Group. All percussion. I'm really looking forward to it. Tomorrow, we're going to the archiological dig site near here to hear from the archiologist... that's def. spelled wrong... then we are moving on to the Negev to sleep in goat hair tents with the Bedouins and climb Masada the next morning. From there, we will swim in the dead sea. And by we, I mean the kids because I am dead sea'd out. That, and a I lost my swimsuit. After the swimming, we'll drive all the way up to the Golan Heights and spend one night there. We'll be home on Tuesday, i think. I don't have the schedule of events because it's in Hebrew so at best, these things are a guess. I don't really care though. My job is to make sure the kids are happy and not homesick. I'm doing that.

I come home in 1 week. I feel like I haven't been here at all which is so funny... see as 5 weeks ago I would've given up waffles or my left lung to come home. The past week here with David has been the most consecutive fun I've had while I've been here... but more than anything, these last 5 weeks have been the best and happiest I can remember having in the longest time. Which is why I deem this summer the best. summer. ever.

I have gotten to do everything I wanted, when I wanted and then more than that. I've slept late, gone out everynight, met new people, learned some hebrew, gotten over some things, written some songs, played my guitar an infinite amount, had some of the best conversations I've ever had, tried so many new foods, figured out the way home on more than one ocassion without a map or calling someone... but perhaps most importantly, I have felt so great and so happy nearly the entire time. What a tremendous feeling that has been.

I am writing so much and telling so little. When I get home, I will tell you everything. For now, I'm going to help them do prep for the barbeque. Most of you know I about as helpful as a punch in the face when it comes to cooking and kitchen related things in general, so it should be a really good expierence for all involved.

See you very soon.
Love, Blex0r