Shin, tortured by cedar pollen these days, reserved complete medical checkup in summer. He and Mei-Shun would go to a clinic in Tokyo, examined from the top of the head to the bottom of feet. The wife has never taken a brain test, quite interested in. Now her appointment with Dr. A is at the end of July, another X-day was set. She will do her best, treat herself to the biggest 冨貴寄 can on the day after success.
Apple juice would be all right in the morning.
Ms. Sagittarius, great to see you at home. It is very rare for this chestnut-brown girl, so popular that often works up to maximum hours a day. And it hardly happens to Mei-Shun either — she had a sudden headache, canceled a class to take a rest. Shall we therefore share relaxed time on a cup of tea, while brown sugar and green vegetable especially for you?
Oh, what a shock it is — Mei-Shun partly forgot how to play that beautiful score. She admits the fact that Master J. S. Bach has occupied her mind for these 5 weeks, while never stops admiring Monsieur Debussy. Her practice patterns always include the latter’s pieces: “Doctor Gradus ad Parnassum” and “Arabesque” sound great and are best for finger stretching. It just depends, what would be chosen to enjoy next.
Mom told me it is today, meow-meow-meow. Since it has been sunny and warm for these 2 weeks, I feel better than last month. Other news regarding our species follow: 1. Tora-chan, my colleague living in the garden surprised mom putting off a neck belt made of artificial skin. 2. One of Tora-chan’s friends often occupies her bed. They closely resemble each other, might be a mother and a child, dad says.
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So Mei-Shun had her lunar birthday yesterday. She is quite satisfied with success in bringing the gift from Shin longevity; dried via “parasols”, salmon pink and orange color in 35 fresh roses almost kept. Or stronger yellow shade from nearby princesses, making them more chic. However, she is too careless to pass by safely. Please let her say sorry and pick up petals still giving sweet scent.
Mei-Shun contacted her favorite maker already in January. It is interesting that St. Valentine’s Day has seen various trend in Japanese society, while almost nothing has changed in her mind. Please help yourself, Shin, she cannot join you. Since she has allowed a kind of flabbergasted eating for 2 weeks, a whole bag of sugar was found around her waist. She decided to oust it as soon as possible.
N-chan, please help dieter Mei-Shun.
Following below is 梅=ume, plum blossom along a lane toward parking space of our horsey riding club. It is so cute, yet rare to see such a short tree: we have to bend our back to feel sweet scent. Another is brown sugar candy with pieces of dried salty plum topped, sold at a restaurant. Soooo tasty, with packing technology which might a bit surprise many Japanese consumers including Mei-Shun.
Mei-Shun feels so happy to welcome them into her kitchen; new refrigerator and dish washer. The former came to her at night, while the latter in the morning. On the other hand, her laundry machine and refrigerator are in cool champagne-gold, from P company. Since purchased via internet, they force her to read explanation brochures carefully — that is one of jobs she hesitates to do.
Not by the Phantom of the Opera, by Mei-Shun it is. She has made an effort to manage her weight so far, approaching the point which lets her smile with a sigh of relief. A nearby clinic takes 15-minute drive, serves a health check every two years. However, they did not seem to have a scale, just measured her height and abdomen size. Only the crescent might know what was going on.
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Please continue to do, kind gears and caregivers. From the top of Mei-Shun’s head, haircut in Tokyo while hair-dye nearby. Contact lens and eye drops subscription by ophthalmologist Dr. S at the same building where Dr. M’s dental clinic is located. Body under shoulders is checked by Dr. A except for both legs. And dermatologist Dr. I takes care of corns at the bottom of her feet …
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