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The Longest Birthday Ever

Every year, my mother’s birthday is the longest ever. Why? coz she was born on IMG_1522the 21st of June that’s why! This year, my sister decided she would make something for my mother as a gift. So she came up with this:

It was really difficult to sneak away from home and get everything together but through sheer lying, we finally managed to get it framed. It did pay off in the end; my mother could not have been more surprised!  And best of all, I caught the entire episode on video :).


What with the laptop giving up on me and having to be repaired, plus a couple of exams and what not, I’ve barely been able to catch my breath, let alone up with my blog.Next up – last date for Central bank is tomorrow and I’ve yet to take out the draft. Yikes! And so I go on another round. At least I have the trip to Manali to look forward to. If it decides to happen of course.

Once I’m back and played with Shiretoko a bit (yes, Firefox 3.5 releases tomorrow too!), I have a huge project coming up. What is it? Ya’ll just have to wait and see…

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  1. good card i wd say.
    and good to see that eam finally got hold of ur bolg add. :-)

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  2. ha ha ha ha. thats not "eam" thats "ram".

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  3. btw that's not a card...that's a wall hanging she made...right now it's on the wall of my parents' room.I was wondering who was 'eam' lol.

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