thank goodness I make myself write almost every night – it gives me some perspective about the day’s events.  That – and Ezi.  

I watched the news on tv while i was straightening up, and the first thing was the announcement by Iran that if the US attacks, they will massively attack tel aviv.  

I immediately changed from my ratty night shirt into serviceable pajamas, checked to make sure my coat was next to the door, and made sure my slippers were available.

Then I called my kids and pretended that nothing was up.

Then Ezi walked in the room and I told him the news.  “That’s not news,” he said, flippantly, and pointed out that Iran ha been threatening to bomb us for years, each time releasing greater and greater threats of more and more violence.

Then I heard Bibi’s little speech about (sleepy) Joe’s responsibility for our lack of ammunition and our endangerment of both Gazans and Israelis – and i calmed down.  Such lies are so patent they can only be a plea for mercy to Trump.   

Remember, I’m a Biden fan from way back.