so much to say so much to say so much to say

I wish I could sing like Dave Matthews. Or rather, I don't wish I could really, but I wish I could sing as well and as great as he can - in a more feminine way.

In anycase, its been over a week since Eden's birthday and still no party story and pictures! My fault really, we have an anoying camera. Next one we get will have a batteries that recharge themselves.

Her party was terriffic, she had a great time. And thats really the point. She got great gifts from her friends and grandparents.

Since then though, 2/3's of us have gotten sick (no, not me!), work has started to pour in from the ever bountiful wellsprings. And here I am, can't sleep. But really I'm too tired to go downstairs and get the camera to load up pics from Purim. Which wasn't as much fun for Eden as her birthday.

Somehow junk food minus sleep + long drives + strange people and places = vomit in the carseat on the way home from our Purim seudah. Truth is I can't blame her, but that and this evenings fever is the reason that I'm home tomorrow.

Which doesn't mean that I don't need my sleep. Our little princess on a pea went to bed tonight at 6:30. What are the odds that she will sleep until 7?

Pictures soon, we have some great videos soon too. Candyland!!! Yay!!!

The doctor is my new best friend.

Oh and the tattoo and piercing place on our street closed. Too bad, I looked it up and he was the only one around until Ramat Gan and Jlem. Its good to have those things around, too bad I didn't give him any business. Must always support the local business I say, especially when they are on your street. And he was in the back of the haircutters place which I thought was really quaint. Its like living above the general store.