All is fine, kind of

I usually write when something crappy is going on in the country. Just to say i’m okay and all. So my diary looks like a succession of terrorist disasters… it’s a misconception. Most of the time everything is fine. I feel safer walking around in Tel Aviv at night than in New York of even Rockville, Maryland. In the summer especially, there are always a million people outside.

But this time it’s getting to me. Yesterday I was sitting with my dad and brother at a restraunt. i was eating shrimp. The rockets were falling 100 KM north of us and 100 KM south of us, but they still don’t have rockets that can get to Tel Aviv. They always say Tel Aviv is like living in a bubble where everything around is exploding. This time it’s for real. My parents livwe in haifa which is the edge of the rocke’s range. I told them to come sleep at our house this week because we’re away, but my dad doesn’t want to. He spends so much time away from home, at work, that he just wants to be home. I know how he feels. My parent’s house is so relaxing. But i think they could have fun here, acting like newlyweds again for the weekend, partying in Tel Aviv… i think my mom will love it and she’d love seperating my dad from his computer. I really hope they’ll take my offer, more for the fun of it than for safety issues.

Preperation for the wedding is going OK. We’ll be getting married on the balcony of a hotel overlooking the sea. It’s not really a balcony but more like a garden. Here are some pictures of it: http://www.danielhotel.com/events.asp. I have my dress ordered, though it’s not ready yet. It’s white (duh) with little red flowes. Very wedding dress classical. There’s still a ton of things to do and what was fun at the beginning became stressful with the time running out. Last week I had a mini-breakdown because I did a preview-makeup session and it didn’t go well. Nir said it was "nice, not thrilling". What if he says that on the wedding day, when I’m all dressed up?

Old Dew qould have said to New Dew "Just be happy you’re getting married". But I guess it doesn’t work that way. Also, my pact with god that I didn’t mind if things went wrong in the ceremony itself as long as nothing happened to anyone I know and that no wars would start before the wedding – i guess he didn’t sign it? I don’t want to be one of those war brides you see in the movies. Good thing Nir stopped doing reserve duty.

The subject of my brother being gay or not cam up semi-naturally in a conversation with my mother. She doesn’t think he is. She said he says that homosexualsim disgusts him. Could he be just saying that out of selfward-turned-homophobia? I don’t think so… not in this day and age where being gay ios considered so cool. My mom thinks he’s still pining for this girl he was friends with in high school. That sounds very romantic and so unlike my brother.

Going to spend a weekend in Jerusalem.. film festival… take a break from all things weddingy for a while.

Bye for now

me