The beginning of Noam's blog-writing career

Hello, humble audience! It is not your usual hostess writing today. Today, it is someone new. My name is Noam Blauer and I am Cindy and Gilly’s 12-year-old nephew who has courageously accepted the task of informing you about today’s events. I gaze at my surroundings in thought, pondering how I can begin my blog-writing career. Only having been told what happened today and not actually being here was an obstacle. But as a member of the Blauers family, I am always game for a challenge. Anyways, let’s get to work!

This morning started off like any other morning with Gilly (or “Uncle Gilly” to me) waking up lately. Before long, a mysterious visitor arrived at the Schwager’s doorstep. His name was Adam and he was Gilly’s old work buddy. With magnificent, pink and white flora in Adam’s hands (which is now gracing our dinner table), he was warmly let into the house and shared a nice, enjoyable while with Gilly until he left.

Liylah has also been having a tremendously pleasant day. She is absolutely adoring her newly FENCED backyard. Although there is a small hole under it that will be repaired, she has not even realized the minor imperfection or even conspired the idea of crawling under it into the neighbours’ backyards and causing mischief there.

Right now, we’re welcoming guests to a scrumptious, pre-Yom-Kippur feast.

That’s pretty much it for today!

“DING DONG!”

What’s that? Guests? Better go greet them! Bye for now!