Dear Hemmie, Demi-Hemmie, Hemmie-Momma, and Z-Bhaya
Oh, and Blogistan too. Hello. I’m back. I’m paying the price for my lavish vacation and 1/4th of a cake (I’ll explain later) with a definitely inflamed stomach, and me with no zantac. Hmmm. I also fell asleep shortly after I got home this evening, so now I’m groggy. And my face is on sideways. Ask Crayon. She knows what I look like when I wake up. I fell asleep on Saniya’s living room floor with my toes in front of the heater, and when Crayon woke me up she had to laugh at me first. It’s the piggy-eyed, pale-faced sleepy look. And it’s very fashionable, I assure you.
I have to go to sleep now. Really. Props and Salaams to Hemmie & Co. for the lovely whirlwind vacation to Lahore. Props and love to Crayon for the drive. Love and regrets to Ushi & Co, we hadn’t the time to crash Ushiland. I’ll explain tomorrow. I need to lay down. And I need some Gaviscon.
Peace & Nihari Grease