Meant To Be

With all the bad luck we've had this past year, I know this trip to Israel is going to be amazing. Amazing.

We were woken this morning to the sound of the door bell...and a policeman at the door. Someone had vandalized my dad's truck. Why doesn't this surprise me? But this is it, folks.

We're going. Deb is going...by a MIRACLE.

Everything is falling together for this trip, and I absolutely cannot wait.

I work today...blah. If they keep cutting my hours, I seriously cannot stay at that job. Oy. Things will work out; I know this.

People. I am getting the JEEP tomorrow. *tingles*

Just so you know...

This year in Jerusalem.

L'chaim!