Just back from whole wallet (yeah, again). They had a huge display of yellow mangoes: my favorite! I was so ecstatic to see them; it's been a long time. Due to a previous conversation with my fabulous realtor, I had to phone him right away - left a message that I would select a yellow mango for him, and that I hope he likes it. He thinks I'm nuts for being an apple snob and having a strong preference for YELLOW mangoes.
Before I left, I started worrying about Delilah -- she was not in her customary place on the fridge. I started wondering if I had mistakenly shut her in a room, or if she had somehow gotten out. Then it occurred to me to check my bedroom. There she was, the invisible Delilah lump in the center of my bed, under the covers. I guess she needed more security with me gone at work all day. Or she was just cold ... nah.
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One of the trade-offs of our deal w/ India selling them nuclear reactors, even tho' they never signed the nuclear treaty, is that they can now sell us mangoes. Supposedly, they have 3,000 different varieties.
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