Meow, dad’s friend gave me this mini-cushion to relax on. Sniff, sniff, hum. Not so bad, yet he has a zipper on the back. If I curl on him as mom expects, something might be closed within. So he is yours, dad, why don’t you replace him with the towel turtle whom you hold on the sofa instead of me in summer? Mom saw the latter’s soul in 乙戸沼 the other day, finding him not a tortoise.
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The other day, Mei-Shun was told “d, e, b” meaning “fat” in Japanese and what’s more, TWICE by a vocabulary textbook she has used for a decade. Such a severe comment from her mentor — certainly, she felt tired in the morning from last Monday to Thursday, took a nap after breakfast or before lunch. She gained back a half of sugar back, yet still stay beyond the maximum line to be called so.
They say 石の上にも三年 in our country, meaning a specific duration on a matter could bring an accomplishment. Well, Mei-Shun has been on horsey’s back for these 2 years and 9 months. She found that lovely Ms. I said “you can gain the 4th grade soon” one year ago on her 3-year diary. She must have made progress in riding technique, yet gallop is the highest wall.
Meow, it is my turn to chat on mom’s site. It stopped raining, allowed her to go out for communication with those nice-scent animals. I really love it on her legs, purr. We have 夏至 today to enjoy the longest daytime in an year. I’m not sure if we can see it because a seasonal rain front, who seems like the whimsical lady I know well, still stays active on the Pacific Ocean.
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White cotton clouds, green paddy. It is great to see you after a week. However, it was yesterday when Mei-Shun walked to the nearest shrine. They have gone immediately to bring heavy rainfall from midnight. What a pity — horseback riding club is closed on Tuesdays. It takes at least one whole sunny day for the field to dry. And her appointment with Last One and Madoka-chan is on Thursdays.
Thank you so much, Dr. A, family and friends of Mei-Shun for taking care of her on this matter. Actually, the ex-inpatient has not had any time to think about it until Dr. A gave her a “Yes” phone call: she was forced to study the Immigration Control and Refugee Recognition Act, related regulations and current management of this law to prepare for the seminar held on last Friday.
Mei-Shun needs to renew her certificate for immigration-related jobs, being in a hurry a bit this time. Hers will be expired at the end of next month, so she planned to attend an imperative seminar in April at Yokohama. However, it seems they failed to reserve a hall there, replaced it by one in Okinawa! Anyway, one of the relics of Edo Castle gave gentle words of “well done” to her.
This is one of yukatas or summer kimonos Master Mei-Shu gave her tall student. When Mei-Shun bowed sitting on her legs for a lesson the other day, something popped between thighs. She immediately knew what happened. Since Master is thin and short, her yukata cannot endure bigger pressure. The strongest thread for futon mat is necessary to repair it.
Hi, Tora-chan, relaxing on a chair in a guestroom downstairs. Oh, sorry to interrupt you. A good girl never ignores her friends, full of hospitality. Mei-Shun just wanted to take your photo — looking elegant with a green stone on your neck. Mom-in-law allows you to stay indoors in daylight these days, while darkness keeps everyone including Dora-chan and Kuro-chan our garden cats.
Since mom had a hair cut and curl last week, she has looked a little weird. I wondered why and knew the reason: her tresses are too tight. Meow, you burst into laughter at dresser mirror, saying the image is just like paintings on the wall of music classroom. That great composer in 18th century always puts on a wig full of horizontal curls, while whose scores are never seen on Ms. Piano.
I’m curled as well.
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