Tuesday, July 10, 2007

From Souvlaki to Shawarma








I need to learn to keep my big mouth shut.

FM and I WERE scheduled for a brief Greek Island cruise, then a trip home (11 months since home for him, 9 for me).

And, last night, I had the audacity to say to him, "I think you like going home a lot more than me."

And, also last night, I said to him, "Maybe we'll get a last minute call and be sent to somewhere wonderful."

And last week when Tel Aviv showed up on his workplace website as an upcoming jobsite, I said, "Tel Aviv would be cool."

So, I think you can see where this is going. . . and also where we are off to next.

TEL AVIV.

No home, no lawn check-up, no doctor's check-up, no dentist, no golf, no passing go, no collecting $200.

We leave next Wednesday. For four months.

Mazel tov!

2 comments:

Kenya said...

Dood, it's only been eight months. Just keepin' it real!

Havah, nageelah, havah, nageelah, heh! (bleh, bleh, bleh!) and then you dance the Hora!

Flatbacker said...

Who you calling a Hora???