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Yukata, I kata...
Yesterday I took M-P shopping for a yukata, and we ended up all the way in Asakusa, but not before I caved and got myself the cute, clover-patterned one I'd been eyeing for the past few weeks (please see icon for details). I figured that though I already had two yukatas, going to three different fireworks displays this summer totally justified the purchase of a third.
When we got home, I found a surprise in my mailbox. My family sent me an adorable birthday card (and timed it so I'd get it before my departure, because I'll be gone the day of), but it got wet somewhere along the way and much of the ink ran. I've managed to make out nearly everything except for a couple of words from my father. His message is on the top right. Any guesses?
B1's message (bottom right, the one with the horrible handwriting) made me giggle: "I got you a lifetime subscription to the tennis club near our hotel in Osaka (breakfast Viking available upon request). Like that you can practice all year round and eventually awe us with your prowess."
You can count on it! :D
When we got home, I found a surprise in my mailbox. My family sent me an adorable birthday card (and timed it so I'd get it before my departure, because I'll be gone the day of), but it got wet somewhere along the way and much of the ink ran. I've managed to make out nearly everything except for a couple of words from my father. His message is on the top right. Any guesses?
B1's message (bottom right, the one with the horrible handwriting) made me giggle: "I got you a lifetime subscription to the tennis club near our hotel in Osaka (breakfast Viking available upon request). Like that you can practice all year round and eventually awe us with your prowess."
You can count on it! :D