Dr. A kindly gave Mei-Shun a “Yes” phone call. The latter ex-inpatient has been on a bit strict weight control, adopting her “candy only” dessert method from last month. Since it serves her size less around waist these days, above cookies would be treated to herself – oops, they are the best before consumed by tomorrow. 4 pieces seem too much, while too happy.
Here is a bag of Cambodian coffee, Shin’s souvenir. It tastes quite different from ours; herb flavour comes up to nose, rather than roasted beans. He gave Mei-Shun Vietnamese one months before, not freeze-dried yet fine powder. Since no English was written on the box, they could not read ingredients. However, some sweetener like maltose was certainly felt. It all depends.
Mei-Shun saw Dr. A for twice-a-year checkup today. Oh, nice numbers featuring dogs’ and cats’ voice might celebrate good convalescence of the former inpatient. “There seems no problem”, the latter lady gently said. “I would call you next Friday on duty, informing further results”. Now everything is over, Ms. Scarlet. Shall we go straight home, or drop in somewhere pleasant?
Here one of our garden trees gave its first fruit. They say it takes as long as 25 years for apple, yet Shin, mom-in-law and Mei-Shun saw just a few. They owe such fast growth to younger sister-in-law M – she works for an orchard research institute. Looking like a gift wrapping is bird netting the husband prepared. Naturally dropped into it, received by glad “grandma”.
Mei-Shun’s PC has been overheated – it never responds to her press on power key. Its hot bottom warmed note/textbooks piled below all night perhaps, made her spread them beside cool morning windows. She opened above quiet body, put it in front of an electric fan. Nothing worked until the battery lamp turned off. “You’ve done well, yet remove it first next time”, Shin advised her later.
Yes, it is a young tree mom-in-law planted in our garden. Mei-Shun heard from younger sister-in-law M that her mother loved one of that fruit in winter, tasted very good. She therefore put some seed into a pot, saw green babies. The eldest had grown enough to bloom last spring, further to bear above. “I pollinated it with a flower my research institution gave me”, she said.
Mei-Shun walked toward a hair salon in high heels as usual. When she sat at a table to wait a good medicine soak, a nice water painting greeted her. “It is a birthday gift for me”, a beautician manages this shop said. “A professional is my close friend’s father, kindly chose his work and put it in a frame representing image of mine”. That sounds great, lets her customers enjoy it as well.
Dearest 528 followers, dad safely had an operation at a hospital in Tokyo. He still stays there, while I and mom came back home to see you here again.
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Dearest 528 followers, please let me and mom have a leave from today. We cordially look forward to seeing you here again soon.
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Mei-Shun recently started a kind of 断捨離=dan-sha-ri; meaning cut, throw away and leave from keepsakes. Shin always gives her flowers, sweets and accessories on anniversaries, while souvenirs when he makes business trips. Dried bouquets, empty boxes and cans have accumulated beside Ms. Piano, stairs and in storage containers. This summer without horsey riding is a good chance.
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