Isn't it nice to just begin to rouse at 11.30 in the morning on a Sunday?
The husband has gone for his first swim of the day as I sit here typing in my first entry of the day. I can see him through the window being such a water-baby...
This will be short because I am staaaarving. Paper-Thin Dosai is crying out to me, so off to Popular we go for an Indian lunch! Myumyum.
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