January 28, 2004

Melissa is still down with the virus, but she was still able to meet my mother on a 1-hour layover at the airport. She's on her way back home after spending a week with her dad, consoling him on her mother's death.

We're scrambling as best we can to clean up the house and prepare the Den for the arrival of Miho and Miki on Friday. It's almost unthinkable that we'll be having houseguests for two weeks, but we'll manage somehow. It's like Geoffrey Rush's famous line in "Shakespeare in Love"

Henslowe: Mr. Fennyman, allow me to explain about the theatre business. The natural condition is one of insurmountable obstacles on the road to imminent disaster.
Fennyman: So what do we do?
Henslowe: Nothing. Strangely enough, it all turns out well.
Fennyman: How?
Henslowe: I don't know. It's a mystery.

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