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hello again from Dubai

As always, I'm full of good intentions. I fully intended to blog from California but didn't take my laptop (me+2 kids+luggage= travel light) so was reliant upon my using my dad's laptop BUT he's distrustful of cookies so I couldn't use Blogger (he's a vintage 1970's computer boffin with security-fear issues). Sorry, y'all.

Anyway, Fresno was a blast (in a kind of low-key way) and it was great to hook up with my family. I could go on about it, and probably will another time, but for now I'll just say that seeing my kids enjoying the stuff I most enjoyed about Fresno when I was a kid (my doting aunts and uncles, hanging with my cousins, cuddling my Grandpa, digging up the garden and ready access to the overstock of fizzy drinks in the outside refridgerator) sparked a major trip down memory lane. Bitter-sweet.

We're back in Dubai now and sweet Alpha is happy again, despite the noise, mess and general chaos (the secret to a successful marriage: go on holiday without your husband at least once a year). The mosquitos are out in force (10 bites so far and counting), the rising humidity is giving me a 'fro and the Small(er) One has finally started school at the same place as Firstborn.

I am now a home-alone Mama, rattling about the house looking for something to do; think I might have to get me some hobbies. It's wierd - I've spent the past two months looking forward to having both kids in school and a bit of time to myself, and now I have it I don't know what to do with myself.

Guess some people are never satisfied.

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