Oy, shalom!
Oy, the Derek! The Jeter! The Foran!
That's right, babes. THE Derek Jeter was at Foran High Pep Rally today.
It was really sweet though, because they picked up John T. and he was going to go on a plane to the Yankee place and hang out with the Yankees for the rest of the day. And it's going to be on Oprah, so you can see my beautiful mug in the massive multitude of screaming Yankee Fans going, "Wah? That's not Derek Jeter! I thought he was white!"
Well sonny, apparently he is. Almost. I don't know, I'm confused. Yeah, I don't even like the Yankees. Insert Yankee Joke here. But it was sweet nonetheless. But yeah, so in case you all thought I was dead...I'm not. Happy belated Birthday Melissa, Happy belated Birthday Older Brother, shalom to the Passover, and yay for Report Cards.
Thought for the Day: So I was talking to my step mom and she was talking about talking to these people about Mirium and how the Jews all fled the pharoh...etc.. (Hey, it's Passover; who DOESN'T talk about Mirium's awesomness?) and apparently the one thing grabbed when they were fleeing was this instrument drum thing. I could talk about the whole 'faith' thing with that, but I dont want to bore you. So basically...If you were fleeing for your live, and you only had maybe...five minutes, what single item would you grab (besides food, clothes, tampons, etc.) and why?