Thursday, July 13, 2006

Mazal tov! Mazal tov!

This country doles out its fair share of unsolicited advice: from the gray-haired shuk shopper ("only buy red cabbage, red peppers and purple grapes, the others are not healthy enough") to the hairdresser who gave me "natural highlights" after I specifically requested purple, ending with the cab driver who followed my not yet having children comment with ("you have to work [at it] bed") Well I bought the bright green anavim because they are seedless and I have yet to take down the "For Rent" sign (see previous post)

Last night I became an insect. There could be many puns here because my realtor's last name is Kafka but instead I will have to pronounce things Britishly to be understood. I call the new addition "Burrito" because that is how he was swaddled AND he looks so delicious. Mazal tov! Mazal tov!

Postscript: There has been some confusion regarding this post so to clarify insect=ant (Aunt). He is no longer called Burrito. See his Super family blog for more details.


Rafi G said...

mazel tov! I wish you much nachas!

joebrown42 said...

Mazal Tov!