Ivrit, maintenant!

Since I obviously have endless amounts of free time, I've decided to take a Hebrew class on Tuesday evenings, inspired by my classmate Clementine. I'm not sure whether my Hebrew skills have deteriorated as much as my running ability, so I'm going to sit in on beginning and intermediate. Tomorrow is also the IFS luncheon most directly about French Jews, so I'm of course most excited. Tomorrow is also the day I'm supposed to pick up a tailored pair of the new "skinny" jeans (one of two I bought last week, ugh), but that seems the thing I'm most likely to forget.