Sylvia's Journal

The ice cold and relentless wind made me look forward to Dubai. But first there is the appointment with the shipper and making sure everything we want in Kabul gets included. The only things we did not get was Scrabble and Pictionary, both standing as symbols for wholesome family fun when not too tired or not computering in our Kabul home.

We claimed out Christmas gift from Sita, two sets of warm lambskin slippers, and to hang out with DJ for a bit. For this we had to brave the even icier wind on the Rockport shore. We took a hot coffee/cocoa break before making it back to the car, to Manchester and various engagements.

We discussed Sita and Jim’s wedding, 9 months from now, over a lasagna dinner with both sets of Jim’s parents and one of his siblings; none the wiser were we even after the coconut cream pie was finished, but all in good spirits. Sita and Jim are mobilizing their friends to make it a low cost, green and memorable event. We have no worries about it – our Magnuson reunion tent, a few port-o-potties and Lobster Cove as a backdrop, how can we go wrong?

We will continue the conversation 6 months from now when we get back to Lobster Cove for our first Stateside R&R. That seems a long way off.