Memories from NYC to Santa Barbara

Revisiting old friends and catching up with my old beloved high school friend Rachel and her sweet son Joshua, my old childhood friend Claire Bassett from Westbeth and seeing my aunt Judy's beautiful home in Santa Barbara is quite an emotional journey.Many miles we have traveled to get to this point. The experience of flying allows me to concretize these and many more experiences into words. I'm relying on them now to carry me/us through.

The pictures speak for themselves. I can hardly speak enough.

It's as if I never left the States at all, but yet in fact I did and returned a mom.

Having Free Time

I love lazy Friday afternoons and it's not often I get a chance to sneak peek at my growing list of summer reading. During Shavuot weekend, I jump kicked my reading starting with The Riders by Tim Winton. (I really like the English brawl and Australian dialect. A great mystery thriller) Okay, okay I confess, I never got around to reading it during the middle of the school year; Every slight interruption was a reason not to continue.

With a few more weeks until summer vacation kicks in this part of the world, I'm actually having a breather with lighter lessons leaving me time to think ahead, and to hold Ivry just a little bit more before rushing to the computer.

It's nice to hear the rush of the trees outside, reading Arnold Lobel's Frog and Toad series again and again while managing a yawn.

These are all signs of free time.

Ivry had a sugar high earlier this evening at the reception for a married couple on the kibbutz, but he's finally fallen asleep. Here a few pictures of the little boy in the last couple of days.

So, how do you spend your free time? Does it take you a long time to get adjusted to the fact that you have free time?