Mother Tongue

After German and Japanese, it's great to get home and start the whirl. Friday night we all said "FELIZ CUMPLEAÑOS!" to Gabrielle, then salsa-ed the night away to the sultry strains of Abateria.














On Saturday it was time to dust off my Southern for Julie's baby shower. It's amazing how much I remember:

"Why thank you, they were my grandmother's," "You can't really go wrong with a Southern Living recipe," and "Yes ma'am, it is real mayonnaise."

No games, lots of champagne, and best wishes for Mom-to-be, Papa and baby Tucker. Next week: finalizing Tibet.