A haircut from the guy who never screws it up
Internet at home! Wifi, Baruch Hashem.
Well, a hilarious thing: The sound of my voice after weeks and weeks of horrible bronchial cough, recording (about a month ago) a bunch of niggunim/melodies I was determined not to forget. Sometimes, it’s not so much time to sing.
Star Wars stamps (I know, I know, it’s SO CHEEZY. But how can you resist sending Storm Trooper mail?)
My apartment, increasingly unpacked/set up.
My book has had its launch meeting in-house at my publisher. So it’s happily on track, even though it doesn’t have a title yet. Still. Yeah, I know.
The people in my neighborhood.