Thursday, March 22, 2012

Eight Precious Ingredients Gruel

I am tempted to let that title stand on its own.  It's like a little koan, you could mine it for poetic meaning for days on end. 

It was at the hotel breakfast this morning.  Didn't try it.  Took their word for it. 

Left Allison and the kids up in Shanghai alone for the first time for a quick trip down to our Guangzhou office.  I hope they are still functioning when I return.  Sounds like all is well.  Naomi and Townes will go to their first engineering class at the local community center on Saturday.  They've made some new friends in our apartment complex -- Italian/Malaysian couple and 2 girls, 9 and 5.  Eli is in love. 

And we are in the process of securing an Ayi, which is a cleaning person, basically.  Our transformation to elite foreign snobs is almost complete.  Not that we had that far to go.

Brevity being the soul of wit...   

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