December already?

Somehow, just after Chelsea left, it was December, and already on Tuesday we were having to say goodbye to Hillary, and then to Dani on Wednesday. Monday night, therefore, we all went out AGAIN, this time to Herzl where we had the place to ourselves. We laughed, joked, passed around the frog-hat, all and all, a good time. Hillary accidentally spilled a decent amount of red wine on my white skirt, which proved the true value of tide-to-go, when it got all of the stain out. Red wine, out of white cotton. Amazing. I’d be a spokeswoman for the product any day.
Just after saying goodbye to a friend a day for three days, it was another Thursday night before an out-Shabbat, so the usual suspects were again to be found at Herzl, spending the night dancing away from our senses.

Eager for some reprieve, I went to Tel Aviv to stay at Anna’s for the weekend, spending the time with a bit of solitude after weeks of constant (but very welcome and enjoyable!!) company, hanging out with Anna Friday night, spending Saturday day on the beach with my favorite sandwich and a book, and then seeing Shai for a coffee Saturday night before heading back to Jerusalem.
Shortly into the week, I had a very nice distraction—Joel Soffin, my rabbi growing up, was in town and had his last evening in Jerusalem put aside to meet with Jess, Matt and I, his little protégés living in Haeretz. Although the meeting was cut shorter than hoped since he had a last minute TV interview to give before heading to the airport, it was great to see him.