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The week that was...


So, the days that went by were fun… Had a dream vacation in Singapore, a blissful trip.. Came bag happy, with loads of goodies.
Getting back to the routine was difficult, the first day of work especially, had to literally push myself out of bed. See thats what holiday does to you..sigh!
Then I wrote a Thank You message to a friend who helped me by telling me about what to buy and where to buy in Singapore. Protocols need to be followed you see… Am sure, you are cursing me for this line..but, I mean it.. :)
Now, settled in the normal routine again, and dreaming of the next vacation destination ;)
My cousin had a baby girl too..so there are now two Dolls in my house, and my son has suddenly acquired the status of ‘elder brother’, and he is very attached to my sister’s kid, he is very protective about her, of course, the stage of complaints will follow soon, when the lil one grows up, and starts taking his toys and things, that will be a nice phase…actually a fun phase, to see a boy and girl fighting and complaining.. :)
Spoke to another friend yesterday, after a long time, got to know she is Pregnant with the second child. Felt happy for her, it will be quite amusing to see her handling two children, a demanding husband, and running a house…eagerly,looking forward to that situation.
With so many good things happening around me, I am of course happy and excited. Plus, Diwali is around the corner, thats the only festival I look forward to every year, lighting diyas and candles, decorating the house with streams of lights… Wearing new clothes, obviously!!
Till next time…Ciao!!!

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