

So next time you get that eery feeling that you're being watched..... it's AN IGUANA!
Random events from the life and times of Ben and Meredith.




Today we went to Metar's bar mitzva. This is the first one I've ever been to. Being a Baptist girl, I know nothing about bar mitzva's. Here's what I learned... that "bar mitzva" means son of the covenant. For girls the term is "bat mitzva" and it means daughter of the covenant. Basically the whole ceremony centers on the coming of age for the boy in this case, to take on the responsibility for living the laws of the Torah. Also, now in the synogogue he can read the Torah. Whether you have the party or not, if you are of the Jewish faith, once you turn 13 you are bar mitzvahed.

These are some of my favorite photos from yesterday. We celebrated Thanksgiving at my father-in-law's house in Aventura. There were many people there, many of them from Israel. This first photo is of a friend named Eli... he's funny.

Then we have Ben's dad and Luz cutting the turkey. She's from Peru and so cute!


Well... one of my loyal readers, Beki, has requested an update. Although life feels pretty regular, I thought of something to talk about. Being a music teacher and rehearsing Christmas music all the time makes you get Christmas fever early. So... Ben and I have been Christmas shopping for our families online and have been signing away our riches at the door to the UPS man. Tonight we went to CVS and got some wrapping paper and tape. I started wrapping some presents and we "put up our Christmas tree"... which means we plugged in our tree that is always there strung with lights. I know it's sort of redneck (how did we ever get that name?), but I like the ease of just plugging in our Christmas tree every year and then just simply unplugging it and waiting. Anyway... I made Ben take a shot with our Christmas tree and wrapped presents. He is doing his famous "Razamataz" pose. In fact, when I showed him the picture after taking it he said, "Razamataz"... whatever that is! Isn't he the cutest? See the boxes in the background? Those are my presents that have been delivered, but I'm not allowed to look in there. Last year I went by the grocery stores and got free Christmas tree branches just to get the smell in the house. Maybe I'll do that again this year and just live with my own version of the Christmas tree.
What happens to a hard drive when it dies? I hear people asking me this question all the time... actually I don't, but just bear with me for storytelling effect here.

The problem with this technique is that hard drives can be tough little blighters. We had to bash them with a small sledgehammer for several minutes before they opened up. Then we salvaged the super-powerful neodynium magnets for our fridge and made sure the shiny drive platters had a few final dents in for good measure.








Tonight we went to a costume party that my friend Leah and I put together. We had great food and a good time. I went as King Tut, and Ben went as Nacho Libre. I told my students today that I was going as King Tut and they said "really? He's a boy" Then I told them that once for Halloween I dressed as Abraham Lincoln-- now THAT'S a stretch! I was so proud of Ben because he made his costume himself. At first the mask he wore was really long and stuck up on top and I told him he looked like a KKK member. We had a good laugh about that and then cut it to fit better. My friend Leah went as Miss Alaska- very cute. Good times!
My mom sent me this photo. Somebody in the south is getting very creative with their scarecrows. I really like fall time. Here in Miami it is still 90 degrees during the day and no changing leaves, so I get a little fall sick. I always enjoyed October and the leaves and going trick or treating. The town I grew up in was small and so when I would knock on people's houses they would give me things like homemade cupcakes and popcorn balls. It wasn't like it is now when everyone thinks there are razor blades in everything. Why on earth would anyone do that? My friend Leah and I are having a costume party. I've decided that I'm going to go as King Tut. I tried convincing Ben to go as Cleopatra, but he wasn't very receptive. He is determined to be Nacho Libre. (if you haven't seen the movie.. you need to. It's hillarious) So, wherever you are, if you walk outside and see leaves changing and feel a chill on your skin, think of me because I am fall sick.

Dear Hershey's,You can find out more about these wonderful chocolate bars on the Hershey's website: http://www.hersheys.com/cacaoreserve/
I just wanted to congratulate you on the perfection of an incredible
bar of chocolate. I have just experienced my first Cacao Reserve bar
purchased from my local publix supermarket. This was the first time
I've seen the Cacao Reserve bar and I thought I'd try it. The one
thing that sealed the deal for me though was the cacao nibs in the
"Extra Dark Chocolate with Cacao Nibs" bar. About 3 months ago I did
some research on chocolate on the Internet because of a party I went
to that had a chocolate fondue fountain. Several people on the
internet were raving about the chocolate purist afficionado's
affection for cacao nibs. I was disappointed that I couldn't find any
Cacao nibs in any Publix, Winn Dixie or CVS pharmacy. Finally here
they are! And I have to say that I was not disappointed at all. The
rich chocolatey taste blew me away as I had hoped. This is finally a
chocolate bar to rival the european brands I've been buying like Lindt
and Perugina.
Thank you for another life-enriching experiencing.
Sincerely,
Ben
I volunteered to help Habitat for Humanity today. Somehow I overlooked the small but cricitally important detail that I would have to wake up at 6am this morning to meet our group at church at 6:30. After arriving bleary eyed on my scooter we set off to the building site in Liberty city (one of the roughest areas of Miami, Florida).
About 100 volunteers from different churches around Miami showed up to help. We were able to meet the future owners of the homes and lunch was even provided!
I was on "insulation" all day, meaning that we were stuffing sheets of fiber glass ceiling insulation foam into the attic space of the house we were working on. It was pretty grueling being covered in dust, sweat and fiberglass but we were surrounded by encouragement and friends... and knowing that the home is going to someone that deserves it even made the itching on my arms tolerable!