Yesterday, I decided I was tired of waiting to get a job/figure out my permanent schedule before trying to get some formal Hebrew tutoring. So I spoke with Keturah, who will be tutoring me, and she asked if tomorrow morning was good for me? It was, and I went. Yay, being in Ulpan at last! We spent about an hour going through some articles about Daylight Savings Time, one of which was a newspaper article. For some reason, newspaper articles are ridiculously hard to read, so that was very educational.
We also discussed some tangents, like the fact that masculine words ending in vav-nun, vav-mem, or ah-nun generally have a feminine pluralization. Thus יתרון-יתרונות, חלום-חלומות, שולחן-שולחנות. Fascinating, isn't it? I think so. It doesn't always hold true, but it's a handy rule of thumb. Thanks, Keturah! I also learned that Israel does indeed have a Bill of Rights, and Keturah said she'd try to get me a copy. We are in agreement that it is a useful thing to be aware of.
After that, I sponja-ed. I enjoy sponja: like polishing silver, I feel that my effort effects a huge, nearly perfect difference in the object to which it is applied. Yeah, that's how I feel about cleaning my floor: you can quote me on that.
In other exciting news, there's a potential that Aunt Lizzy, Ari, and family will visit us for the Shabbat before Pesach! At this point, it's just contingent on us getting a place for them to stay. On a typical Shabbat, this wouldn't be much of an issue, but we're told that lots of people come for Pesach, and this would be two days before Pesach, so we shall see.
In much less cool news, I realized that I have to file taxes in the next three weeks. Less than fun. Though knowing I can use Turbo-Tax, it's not the dreadful task it would otherwise be, but still. Ugh.
Back to better news, I met John when we picked up our respective babies this afternoon, and he took me to the electrician's hut and introduced me to Paz, who is actually the head electrician. (Did I explain that yet? Eitan is the head member of the kibbutz in the electrical department, but Paz is the actual top guy.) We chatted for a few minutes, and Paz said he'd think about what I could do if I joined, and I should be in touch with him in a few days. And so we plod toward progress, or so I hope!
I spent a pleasant hour or so after that playing with The Babe-O in the little playground in front of our building. I swung him in a baby swing there for a while, then we swung together on a glider. BSM is fascinated by birdies.
OK, let's wrap this up! Chocolate leben has been showing up at dinner once a week over the past few weeks. It's kind of a cross between yogurt, sour cream, mousse, and pudding. Sounds gross, and my first spoonful was not the most cheerful thing I'd ever eaten, but it's grown on me. Soooo yummy. So so yummy. I think I'll have a couple more spoonfuls before heading to bed.
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