Just a quick update to say that mainly my time has been spent with friends, the friends' families, and friend's babies. I had such a lovely time at A&M's wedding. So cool! I was her Chumerit - Jewish guardian. I spent the entire day with her through the hair, make-up, dress, setting up, breaking down. Really, her family treated me as another sibling and were just wonderful. The wedding itself defied a lot of American traditions - bride and groom saw each other a lot before the ceremony, it was in a large loft-like space (worked perfectly!), had appetizers and a buffet, no meat, lots of vegan food (red quinoa, hummos, cheeses, veggies, salads, avocado on multi-grain sandwiches), Israeli music and other shows of their personality. Also, there were cool wedding guests who flew in from all over the world. I had a great time. I feel so lucky because I am equally friends with the bride and groom. And, after the whole shebang was over, I got to see them the next day, just the 3 of us, for dinner and left over champagne.
I've also been staying with A&U (and O and K). K is 3 weeks old and just so cuddly and cute. I don't have the goods to make him happy (milk) but I can trick him long enough until A can feed him. And, he'll sleep on anybody all curled up like a little frog. O is a good big sister. We're sharing a room so far. It's been pretty fun dancing, eating, playing, reading with her. It's constant energy and a lot of talking. I've always loved kids, but now I'm slowly feeling more confident with little toddlers, babies and newborns. I no longer have that panicky, "Ah, I have no idea what to do with a baby! What if it starts crying?" type of feeling. I definitely don't always know what to do and can't always stop the crying, but it feels less foreign now. Baaaabies are cute.
I've been outlining my exam on technology as a way toward new utopian vision of human rights. Uh huh, that's right. I don't know what it really means either, just trying to use the language I know my teacher wants us to use. Ick. Hope that gets written somehow.
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