As of yesterday, I've been home from Germany for a year. It's been a good year. I've found a job I really enjoy, moved in to a fabulous apartment, gotten engaged, and gotten closer to a few dear friends. I still miss Germany, though. I miss Petra and Joshua, Inge and Roland and my crazy housemates Sven and Frank. I miss walking along the river ( Read more... )

The only thing I love more than having people sing to (around) me is having them sing in a language I don't understand.

Seder was wonderful.