We experienced our first mortar blasts, though Jeremy slept through it and I woke up briefly wondering what was falling down in the living room before going back to sleep. I don't think we were in any real danger; we heard that they weren't actually aimed at us.
I spent a day and a half doing laundry. Our laundry room is equipped with European washers and dryers.
It took me 15 minutes just to figure out how to work each of them, then another two hours per (tiny) load in the washer, and about five hours per load in the dryer. You have to put them through the dryer twice, because after the first 150-minute cycle, your clothes are about as dry as if you'd blown on them through a straw for two and a half hours.
And we have Christmas-ified our apartment.
The other thing that happened is our computer went haywire, and Jeremy spent most of yesterday trying to fix it. Our iPhoto is still messed up, and though I've tried to rotate the photos using another program, they won't save that way, which is why you have to view them at a 90-degree angle. Sorry about that.
Lastly, Jeremy found out that the finger he thought he'd jammed playing basketball in the States a few weeks ago is actually broken, so he got to leave the compound (!) to get an xray. He's being a little bit lazy about posting about his adventure, but hopefully I'll get him to do that today.
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