For someone who has never been very good at math – and, as a result, not very fond of it – I sure have been doing a lot of calculations lately.
How else to explain my nimble mathematics on the flight from Tel Aviv to Newark when I promptly figured out that I am over two decades older than the adorable Israeli teenage girls seated next to me, the ones who helped me figure out how to use the tv screen and remote control because I am such an old lady?
