Nice Numbers

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Yes, Mei-Shun saw them on both Friday and today, after coming back from horsey riding club. So these are what she treated herself to; assorted ice creams flavored sakura or cherry blossom, apple pie, wasabi and cherry flower/red bean. By the way, the nurse who left a bruise on her left arm said that jeans and sweater weighed only one sugar bag, added a half of it to above.

Cute Cure

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Thanks a lot, Princess Maria. Mei-Shun did not feel very good in the morning, took medicine and a rest for a while. Getting better, she got on Ms. Scarlet. Dancing outdoors with a lovely horsey works best, let her recover in just a few hours. And sweet Mikan-chan, coming home to find your peaceful smile is always exultation of mom. Oh-oh, Dr. A kindly left her phone a “Yes” message.

Slow Spring

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Here Momo-chan, our garden princess gave the 1st flower in 2022. Mei-Shun loves this season when the former becomes a forerunner of 染井吉野 cherry blossom. The latter made a phone call to mother the other day, learned that “grandma” tree of above peach has already bloomed 30%. Yes, southern Tokyo always receives earlier message from flowers than northern Ibaraki.

Height and Weight

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Mei-Shun visited a clinic just next to her home dentist. She is insured by Shin for annual health check, recommended to people of 40 years or older. So this is her month of seeing various doctors; dentist of course, dermatologist, physician, Dr. A and veterinarian. They prefer her left arm to take blood sample, used the same place to result in a tiny bruise with a slight pain.

Sleet to Snow

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Meow, 3rd of 2022 day of mine has come. I heard from mom that it is the first time after decades for her to see such weather in March. Freezing from early this morning, while seemed normal. However, temperature stayed below 5 degrees Celsius, even lower around noon when I found white petals coming down from gray sky. “Oh, Master Bando safely received her birthday flowers I sent”, she said.

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Japanese Culture@holiday

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Bota-mochi or Ohagi handmade on vernal/autumnal equinox respectively by mother is favorite of Mei-Shun, her elder sister and beloved father. Still haunted by that novel coronavirus, she has not been able to visit home of her parents on above days for as long as 2 years. She therefore plans to cook it by herself, went out for a hair cut at a salon nearby Tokyo Station instead.

Cute Citruses

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Ms. Full Moon, mom misses you so much tonight full of your teardrops. Please stop weeping, she is always ready to sing your scores with Ms. Piano and me. By the way, do  you like these cushions in my color and cousin of mine called yuzu? They help me to get on the sofa, arranged by mom who chose machine-washable ones while normal coverings. ” … to avoid accidents,” she said.

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小望月

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When a potent quake assaulted Shin and Mei-Shun, the wife took it happened early in this morning. She rushed toward Mikan-chan with a torch in hand, found her fluffy baby curled sleeping in an igloo-shape bed. So sorry for interrupting you. Oh, moving onto the sofa? Although we are in all dark, your coat would work well instead of an air conditioner. The husband kindly turned it on in a few hours.

And A

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… day when Mei-Shun visited the hospital passed. She has not received medicine yet for 2 reasons; one is a prescription Dr. A gave her, the other is her pill box where some still stay on a table. As to the former, this ex-inpatient had a phone call while driving toward home. She did not replied immediately (of course not), later found the number similar to Dr. A’s, called back to know that above is a bit wrong.

After 6Y + 50Wks

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Mei-Shun finally saw Dr. A with CT-image taking just before noon today. It should have been at the end of January — when they always said “a happy new year” while “please have a nice end of the year” in July. The former would have been fine; especially 2022 who had lunar New Year’s Day on February 1st, yet the latter a bit weird; changed from midsummer to autumn hereafter. It seems still too soon even for demons to laugh at.