Catching Up

All right, all right so we haven't written much lately. Neither has Tolstoy.

First, a bit of housekeeping. Our wedding plans have become so elaborate, they've morphed into a blog of their own. You can find it here, such as it is:

http://www.ourweddingpalooza.blogspot.com/

Also, for those current, former and future Landi among you interested in the family reunion, it too has its own blog, to be found here:

http://landesreunion.blogspot.com/

(Give it time people, we're busy.)

Now on to the business at hand. We've had a lot of fun these last few weeks, not the least of which has been following the awesome exploits of one Ed Jew. Thank God, he's free on bail so that he can continue to entertain us.

Closer to home, we got to do one of my absolute favourite things: go to New York City. Rami's cousin Hannah had a Bar Mitvah there and Landi came in from all parts of the country. Here's a picture of at least the most immediate group:

Left to right that's Uncle Elliot, Some foreign guy, cousin Zach, Aunt Linda, Aunt Rebecca, brother Michael, grandma Rachel, mom, dad, The Bat Mizvah girl herself, Rami, cousin Hava, cousin Gabe, Uncle Jonathan, and cousin Chloe.

We were honoured to be given candle lighting responsibilities on Hannah's cake. It was a team effort.

One of the many, many, many advantages of New York City is that since no one has car, pretty much everyone is a designated driver. That's quite handy when you're catching up with your twin sister.

Of course, moms taking a short break from parental reponsibilities are not the only ones who get a little thirsty. Being cute and adorable does require constant hydration.

Then again 7 year old boy does not live by orange juice alone. There are needs that must be met.

We've been saying lately that Rami always knows where the camera is. That last picture is proof because not many kids would interrupt the deovuring of a sundae just to pose for a snapshot.

Hannah is lucky enough to have a younger brother named Michael. He put on quite a show himself.

Finally, in the interest of bilateral cultural development, those of you south of the border should know that those of us reared north of the border cannot set foot in Manhattan without hearing in our mind's ear the signature song of Canadian punk. You can learn more about it here:

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Demics

More very very soon!