'The joy in life is not in hearing the words "I love you," but in being lucky enough to say them.'

The Israeli left yesterday morning for Israel. 2 months. 70 days. the longest we've ever been apart was 2 weeks, talking at least 3-4 times a day. Since he hasn't been home in 2.5 years, it's definitely understandable the amount of time he's taking. Plus he is meeting his 2 best friends in Thailand for 2 weeks. One friend is coming from China and the other from Vienna. Lucky boys. If my best friend Glitter, who lives in Cali, and I could meet anywhere in the world for 3 weeks you bet your ass I would be excited, even if it was in the middle of nowhere cornfields. I used to think we were like Melissa and Coral (which we are) but we are also like Christina and Cameron from The Sweetest Thing. Straightforward, sassy, trendy but classic, always causing trouble somewhere and laughing the whole time.

Glitter and I have been best friends since we were 7 years old in plaid jumpers and dominating the AYSO soccer league. She was the coolest kid I knew and introduced me to Cosmo and Seventeen when we should have still been reading Highlights! She was the 3rd grader reading Gone with the Wind in the library with me and probably having no idea what was going on but still being badass to finish it and do an intelligent book report while other kids were reading Boxcar children (which we still loved). From our high school escapades with public school boys *gasp* to other prep school boys and even a marine, we remained like sisters. She is beautiful, amazing, intelligent, funny, straight forward, sincere, and coming home in one week! She is engaged to the Armenian who adores her, as he should. She is a 2nd year law school student kicking ass and always having the most unique Halloween costumes. This is the 2nd New Year's Eve she will have been home in a long time and I am so grateful. The Israeli leaving is probably the most un-fun thing that has happened to me this year (besides the restraining order against my stalker ex bf but thats another story) and Glitter coming is definitely the most fun thing, even better then a 3 week FL vacation or my first trip to Vegas!


Back to the Israeli leaving. I have his cell phone with me in case anyone calls for his job, etc. He will get a phone while he is over there to all from so for now I get to be constantly asked why I have 2 phones. Now being alone for a determined amount of time isn't too bad. His ticket back is booked and I can do a countdown on my new chihuahua calendar I got for $1 at the Target dollar spot. So thats a plus. If I don't feel like cleaning for a night, no one will notice but me...and the dog but she's half the mess so she won't tell. I can always be the one to choose what to eat or watch to watch on tv. I never have to share the blanket and I can pee with the bathroom door open. All these are good things and for a while I will definitely joy enjoy the perks of pseudo singledom. After about 2-3 weeks, the missing him begins to get full force. Who is going to bring me home dinner when I am watching my ANTM marathons? I start to miss watching Seinfeld non stop for hours every day and even sharing the blanket starts to bring back fond memories of tugging and ending up with our legs entwined, the dog between us. Sleeping alone and waking up when Bella barks at invisible strangers isn't as cute when there is no one to grab on to and feel safe with (in my top notch neighborhood on a street between 2 synagogues.) I actually will miss bringing him his McDonald's Sweet Tea which they just introduced in the north after he got obsessed with it during his southern travels. 70 days. Now only 69. My countdown continues and I can't wait for the next time I hear his voice and the paperclip in gmail telling me I have an attachment which means pics of his homeland, his friends, and his beautiful smile.