Barapishi's mother-in-law passed away yesterday and Baba's gone to Cal for the cremation. The families go back a long way, considering my aunt and uncle dated since junior school.
Vicky shopped for Groceries at Spencers on his own. I think that deserves some serious appreciation. And compared diaper prices. I don't think he realises how strongly that floats my boat, but it does, so Joe, keep it up.
Um. Not the way that came out, but that also.
Dinner tonight was at Mainland China with Srinivas, Madhavi and her niece Rajni (who The Bhablet fell for, albeit in a quieter sort of way than usual.) Food was very good, service was pretty decent, not to mention child-friendly and The Bhablet was hyper. Oh well, three out of four ain't bad.
Potty training is going well-ish. I mean, it's easier to be a more dedicated trainer here than at Cal, and Rahul is being more coperative of late, although one must admit there was plenty of room for improvement, so really, am not sure the little bit of coperation is enough to call for a band-party.
I feel awfully cheated, while we're on the subject, that V and I were married off withOUT a band-party. I don't feel properly married.
Good night, folks.