September has just a week left including today. Every month, every day is important for Mei-Shun who learned that everybody has an invisible hourglass to count her/his life. She makes it a rule to find good points, upload such matters only toward this site to share them with you kind followers. She cordially wish 1 more of you would visit here to see 4-3-2 queue neatly soon.
Mei-Shun took the first shot against the novel coronavirus this morning. Ibaraki Prefecture set several large-scale sites for this specific purpose, one of which is a medical university nearby her home. She drove toward a parking lot of another public facility, then got on a bus to reach a gymnasium taking 5 minutes. Well, it hurt less than expected. See you 4 wks later.
We had 大安=tai-an, the best of 六曜 yesterday. Mei-Shun dropped in the nearest shrine today in 赤口=shakko, among above meaning inconvenient for business, to draw 2 omikuji lots; one for Shin, the other for herself. What, 凶=kyo and 末吉=sue-kichi? They are the worst and second-worse lucks respectively. Could you dear N-狛犬 keep these on behalf of the couple?
Here Mei-Shun relaxes at a nearby hair salon. Both she and the owner successfully reserved vaccine inoculations against the novel coronavirus yesterday. The former took 30 minutes while the latter a whole hour, saying “it was already full on the 1st Monday, so I chose the 2nd”. Well, just half an hour gives such a difference. MS saw all dates available except for one Saturday.
Mom, who is this one? One of my species living around the nearest station, I see. Dad sometimes catches their nice shots like above, while she takes my photos almost every day. You received an “Yes” phone call from Dr. A, look delighted. So if the next appointment with her next January could see you inoculated, everyone of our family except for ME would be a bit safer.
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Yes, six years have passed. Mei-Shun saw Dr. A for half-an-year examination today. The former had another matter to ask the latter lady: vaccine inoculation against the novel coronavirus sounded available at this hospital. However, a small piece of paper on the wall met her eyes by chance, saying they already run out of it. Many outpatients seem to prefer a place they are used to.
It was today of 12 years before. Mei-Shun phoned mother who sounds satisfied saying that her younger daughter never forgets this date. Well, she makes it a rule to listen only — no criticism, no opinion yet “yes” and “you are right”. It is all different from their usual conversation, let an almost-octogenarian continue to talk for an hour and a half. Dearest Daddy, is it correct?
Meow, following are my friends toward delicacy. Mom serves me stewed meat in bigger one while jelly in smaller other. She has used the former only, yet worried about a kind of noise I make in full mouth. Since her Ame-chan has gone caused by teeth grinding, she is scared of my losing any. From a few days before, she holds a stick to let me lick it little by little, putting above latter on her legs to receive drops.
It was cool and all-through rainy today. Mei-Shun visited a nearby hair salon, enjoyed a glass of pineapple juice while waiting for dyeing medicine to calm down. She found a little slide in a park across a lane, nearly covered with wild grass on lower steps. Perhaps no children play here after the pandemic shock — astounding reach of a global disease.
It is the last date of April, on Friday this year. Mei-Shun feels it nice because her weekday schedule ends with a month. Golden Week holidays started from yesterday, yet Tokyo, Osaka, Kyoto and Hyogo Prefectures are under the 3rd Covid-19 state of emergency. Faraway from relaxation in mind, she would just be careful not to gain any sugar bag around waist.