I locked myself out of the house. Here I sit waiting to be rescued. Poor Fiona is inside crying for me because somehow she knows I'm stuck out here. Thankfully I'm in a chair and the porch light is on.
We finished our outside decorations early this year only to have a portion of them destroyed by some local thugs. I am fairly certain the perpetrators are homophobic anti-Semites. No other decorated house on our block was touched, just the house where they gay Jew lives. Our adorable Snoopy blow up was slashed and all of our candy canes were uprooted and strewn around the yard.
We are going to eat at the one kosher restaurant in Dallas, Natalie's Kitchen. They absolutely make the best falafel you will ever eat. We love to joke around with the waitress and I like to practice my Hebrew language skills with her. Eating there is always more than just a culinary adventure. We relax, laugh and have a ton of fun while eating some great food. Tonight my goal is to confirm the waitresses name. With any luck I will successfully ask her what it is in Hebrew.
It's funny blogging on your iPhone. At least it's really nice out because if I was in any way cold, this blog would be one long bitching session!
My wife is almost here - thank goodness! I'lll discuss my success with conversational Hebrew in tomorrow's posting. Wish me luck!
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