The busiest Friday EVER
Jun. 4th, 2011 10:02 amI wake up at 5:45 the entire working week - meaning Sunday through Thursday. Fridays are usually for a little r&r, but not yesterday.
Woke up at 6:30 and was out the door by 7:30. Got to the university at 8:00, but spent a good 20 minutes arguing with the security guard to let me in with the car - we had a conference for all the students who do our scholarships at the student union, see, and we always allow people to enter the campus with a car on these thing - until she finally let me in. It was a good thing it happened to me and not one of our students, this way she knew people were coming and I left her a copy of the invitation. I heard she gave some other folks some trouble as well, because she's a, well, stupid.
Anyway.
Got to Mitchell (our headquarters building), got the things we needed to hang and went to Gillman (one of the buildings we held the conference at). Spent a good hour hanging things, organizing (including a few trips across campus to the engineering building were some classes needed our attention). Needless to say, even with the help of the car I was soaked by 9:45, when people started to arrive. The catering worked like pros, so I had nothing to do there.
By 11:00 the people went to their classes for the seminar we organized and I was left to walk around the classes to take pictures, making sure the catering came back for the break, watching over our food and playing "Tiny Wings" on my Ipod.
I also ate about 3 cakes and 2 burekas. Not a good start (and not the worst of yesterday).
By 13:00 all the people were gone, we had the questioners answered and gathered and all that was left was to check that all the classes were in good order and take all the stuff back to Mitchell.
Got out of the university at 13:30 and was home before 14:00.
Crashed at home - sure after all the adrenalin wore off. my mom made me some coffee and cut some watermelon for me and after that I had enough energy to go get ready - shower, dress and make up for the wedding.
My cousin Karen, who lives in the U.S and became a catholic some 12 years ago, got married in January in the States. They came to Israel to have a wedding celebration with the family and friends who live here, so that was the "wedding".
As for the food...
Well, if any of you know the catering company "Maggie and Tuli" you'd know they were the company who catered the Teshuva wedding a few days ago (some of the richest people in Israel). They are simply the best, in my opinion, and Maggie is my uncle's sister. There was so much food, and the very best of food, and we just kept on eating. I believe the food would have cost much much more than a normal wedding, because it was one notch above what I previously ate and the bar and drinks ("Evian" and "San Pelegrino" glass bottles on every table? Yeah.) were best quality.
The desserts... Oh god, that was divine.
Managed to drag my mom and Udi away at about 8:45 (Udi was super drunk after almost an entire bottle of Drambui and my mom was tired so I drove). My dad and Michali managed to beat us home by a couple of minutes so I made him wait, got upstairs and repacked my stuff in a bigger bag (my new bag from the Thursday trip to the accessories market) and went downstairs again.
My daad drove me to Jaffa for Helena's birthday party. She had it in a place called "Cafe Pua", which is a nice place, but I was completely stuffed so I just got a capirinia. We were just six people - Helena, her fiance Danny, Jenia (which is short for Yevgeny, a guy), Nina, Yasmin and myself. By the time I finished my capirinia my eyes were closing and I had trouble to follow the conversation. A cockroach who traveled across the floor sealed the deal for me, so I apologized and departed. Helena waited with me until I got a cab and by 22:40 I was home. Took my 15 more minutes to brush my teeth and clean my face before I went to bed. Slept like a baby until 9:00 this morning.
Now - I need to practice my presentation for Monday (that last bit of Project I have left) and maybe some homework but mostly rest.
Another week until the end of semester, a month of exams and I'm done with this degree. Hallelujah.
Woke up at 6:30 and was out the door by 7:30. Got to the university at 8:00, but spent a good 20 minutes arguing with the security guard to let me in with the car - we had a conference for all the students who do our scholarships at the student union, see, and we always allow people to enter the campus with a car on these thing - until she finally let me in. It was a good thing it happened to me and not one of our students, this way she knew people were coming and I left her a copy of the invitation. I heard she gave some other folks some trouble as well, because she's a, well, stupid.
Anyway.
Got to Mitchell (our headquarters building), got the things we needed to hang and went to Gillman (one of the buildings we held the conference at). Spent a good hour hanging things, organizing (including a few trips across campus to the engineering building were some classes needed our attention). Needless to say, even with the help of the car I was soaked by 9:45, when people started to arrive. The catering worked like pros, so I had nothing to do there.
By 11:00 the people went to their classes for the seminar we organized and I was left to walk around the classes to take pictures, making sure the catering came back for the break, watching over our food and playing "Tiny Wings" on my Ipod.
I also ate about 3 cakes and 2 burekas. Not a good start (and not the worst of yesterday).
By 13:00 all the people were gone, we had the questioners answered and gathered and all that was left was to check that all the classes were in good order and take all the stuff back to Mitchell.
Got out of the university at 13:30 and was home before 14:00.
Crashed at home - sure after all the adrenalin wore off. my mom made me some coffee and cut some watermelon for me and after that I had enough energy to go get ready - shower, dress and make up for the wedding.
My cousin Karen, who lives in the U.S and became a catholic some 12 years ago, got married in January in the States. They came to Israel to have a wedding celebration with the family and friends who live here, so that was the "wedding".
As for the food...
Well, if any of you know the catering company "Maggie and Tuli" you'd know they were the company who catered the Teshuva wedding a few days ago (some of the richest people in Israel). They are simply the best, in my opinion, and Maggie is my uncle's sister. There was so much food, and the very best of food, and we just kept on eating. I believe the food would have cost much much more than a normal wedding, because it was one notch above what I previously ate and the bar and drinks ("Evian" and "San Pelegrino" glass bottles on every table? Yeah.) were best quality.
The desserts... Oh god, that was divine.
Managed to drag my mom and Udi away at about 8:45 (Udi was super drunk after almost an entire bottle of Drambui and my mom was tired so I drove). My dad and Michali managed to beat us home by a couple of minutes so I made him wait, got upstairs and repacked my stuff in a bigger bag (my new bag from the Thursday trip to the accessories market) and went downstairs again.
My daad drove me to Jaffa for Helena's birthday party. She had it in a place called "Cafe Pua", which is a nice place, but I was completely stuffed so I just got a capirinia. We were just six people - Helena, her fiance Danny, Jenia (which is short for Yevgeny, a guy), Nina, Yasmin and myself. By the time I finished my capirinia my eyes were closing and I had trouble to follow the conversation. A cockroach who traveled across the floor sealed the deal for me, so I apologized and departed. Helena waited with me until I got a cab and by 22:40 I was home. Took my 15 more minutes to brush my teeth and clean my face before I went to bed. Slept like a baby until 9:00 this morning.
Now - I need to practice my presentation for Monday (that last bit of Project I have left) and maybe some homework but mostly rest.
Another week until the end of semester, a month of exams and I'm done with this degree. Hallelujah.