Why do I admit these things?

Due to reasons I won't even begin to go into, it has now been sufficiently demonstrated that I cannot do a push-up. This is sad, pathetic, and even mildly embarrassing (which of course is why I put it on the blog... go figure). Jonathan, Joe, and even Nicole all correctly performed at least two push-ups. They suck.

All this as a long way of saying that school was boring today, but the evening has turned out quite nicely. After talking with my dad on the phone, I went upstairs to see where Jonathan had disappeared to - and was immediately fed dinner and dessert by our erstwhile neighbors. Over dinner we had a very interesting and serious conversation about Yom HaZikaron, Memorial Day. The siren had sounded for two minutes at 8pm tonight, and from tonight until tomorrow night is the day of remembrance for all Israeli soldiers who lost their lives in defending their country. Tomorrow night turns to Yom Haatzmaut, Independence Day, which is a day of jubilation. How interesting that the holidays are juxtaposed - extreme sadness and grief gives way to celebration, as it is recognized that Israel would not exist without the sacrifice of those who fell while founding it.

All this, of course, was mere build-up to the demonstration of exercise prowess. I still maintain that I outshine them all in leg strength.... but if the laughter was any indication, I don't think they really believed me. Hmph, I say, hmph.