Spoke Too Soon

Remember way back yesterday when I talked about all those missiles and finished my post with how wonderful that there had been "nothing since then"? Not fifteen minutes after I hit "publish", we heard that crazy, horrible, immediate-fight-or-flight WHOOOOOOOOO of an azaka. When that siren sounds it is the most visceral thing. I think the best thing to compare the very first microsecond of a siren gearing up for full wail is (sorry for a gross comparison) when you have a stomach bug and wake up in the middle of the night; there's that split second where you're trying to figure out what's going on and then you're sprinting to the bathroom. 

Again, the Houthis sending a ballistic missile (at least they usually only send one a day #WarOnABudget). Which is truly the best that can be said about their behavior. 

Again it was, thankfully, shot down outside of Israel and no one in Israel was injured.

Fragments of the missile as well as the intercepting missile fell in our sleepy suburb  (I think I've got to stop calling it that. Yesterday, it was announced that we live in the fastest growing city in all of Israel). Truly amazing how this biggest part fell in an open area about 100 feet from where all the apartment buildings at the entrance to the city are. Thank you, Hashem.

found in someone's garden. Eek

Off to get some shut-eye. Last year, to "celebrate" New Year's missiles were sent. Hoping for a quiet night and a 2025 of peace and security.

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PS: "only" five places in Israel had azakot at midnight (in comparison, the day before there were 231). The head of the local Hatzala said that the Houthis tried to send another ballistic missile, but it fell in an open area in Saudia Arabia. All I know is that I fell asleep shortly before midnight with the light on downstairs so I could grab Percy from his crate easier, and a light on in the mamad so we wouldn't trip on the box of Chanukah supplies in the hallway and then, YAY, slept until the morning.