A Guest From the Past

My former colleague dropped on this blog site yesterday and sent me an email. Here is my reply:

Hello, M, I bet you came back to make the contact because we mentioned you several times in the past week or so... We are looking for more designers for our team. A designer has just left us to join his boyfriend on the west coast. We veterans, me, S and D, naturally thought about what's like if ever you come back to join us. We re-erected the scene where you sat on the chair and E pushed you around on the floor. We checked inside and outside internet for you trace and ended up looking at the beautiful pictures your hubby took.

I still haven't found enough reasons to complain about life. I do complain that the subway was down for an hour yesterday morning during the rush hour. But isn't that what makes life more interesting? Sienna is turning 5 years old next month, can you believe it? She lives for that birthday party of hers....

Where are you? And how are you? Please write and tell me everything you can tell about your life. And please do keep in touch from here onward.