Dorothy Was Right

Won't be blogging till next week as I'm off to visit my raison d’être. Baba called to ask what he should buy at the market for Ma to cook. I chose shrimp this time (sauteed in a light yogurt-turmeric sauce, the way only she can prepare it so that it perfectly complements steaming white rice). I won't take anything along except clean underwear and my iBook. Ma will provide a new toothbrush as well as freshly-laundered-and-dried-on-the-line flannel pjs. My old teddy bear is waiting patiently to continue our conversation. He's hard as a rock and has no eyes and mouth, but his ears are intact so he's a great listener. Pass the jet blue slippers; California, here I come.

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