What it Takes

Yes, we planted trees on Tu B'Shvat in the Jerusalem Forest, and it was the first time I've planted a tree in Israel (or ever, really), and it was to help reforestation after the terrible fire I watched from my office building, and it was native trees whose leaves goats eat, instead of pines whose needles just stack up.

Yes, BSM is really starting to read in both Hebrew and English.

Yes, we decided that we'll move to Rehovot this summer.

Yes, Husbinator strong-armed me into watching 60 seconds of a programming course he was taking online and I've been having all sorts of fun since, learning computer science and data science from free MIT courses on edx.org, and yes, I'm loving the nerdy humor and thought-processes therein.

Yes, I plan on starting to look for work in Rehovot after Pesach.

Yes, Dikla told me to buy footsie-pants for FF to keep him from yanking his socks off and wandering around the cold tile in bare feet, and yes, I bought them, and yes, they're called gatkes.

Yes, BSM chose to circumvent my temporary ban on any and all "why" questions by using the direct translation from Hebrew and now says "for what" instead.

Yes, we visited the Kornbluths in Dimona, and took the bus, and nobody vomited or had to pee or screamed for two-and-a-half hours straight.

Yes, and yes, and yes.

All of this I meant to blog, and more.

But this morning I moved a dead cat from our yard to the dumpster.

And that, it seems, is what it takes for me to blog again.