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a shangri la christmas

Today is our xmas lunch at the Shangri La. It's a very ritzy place. So much in fact, that I'm leaving school early to get home so I can powder my nose and freshen up. To be frank, I'd much rather eat dinner at the Shangri La. It's decorated beautifully (white lights and tall pointy xmas trees) and it just seems like a place to have a xmas dinner, not lunch. But, no one asked me and I'll take a free lunch any day. Especially, at the Shangri La.

Since, my afternoon will be shot, studying wise, I'm also hoping to buy a treadmill today. I brought up the subject to Phil awhile back but we just haven't gone out and bought one. We looked at a couple stores yesterday and I found a few I liked. I did a bit of research last night and so hopefully I'll be able to get what I want today. I'm saying "I" because this is really my thing. Phil hates running and so I doubt he'll use it much. I started useing a treadmill when I was pregnant with Madeleine and I really liked it. The problem is that I won't have a TV to watch to pass the time. There's no room for a treadmill in the living room so it will be in the computer room. Our computer CD drive is broken so I can't use the computer as a DVD player. I figure for awhile I'll watch Season 3 of The Office since we have that on ITunes. Anyway, I'm excited to get my very own treadmill.

Yesterday after treadmill shopping we went to our favorite Indian Restaurant. Our city now has 3 of them. Isn't that wonderful? It was Madeleine's first time and she liked the nan and chicken. It was delicious.

Since very few restaurants have high-chairs here Madeleine has totally learned how to sit at a table like a little adult. She's so cute and well-behaved now that it's fun to eat out together. When we first got here it was a nightmare. She wouldn't sit, wouldn't eat, wouldn't stop touching everything. She still has her moments but over-all she's amazingly good. Yesterday, was particularly cute because she was doing the head bob and traditional Baliwood shoulder shake to the Indian music. Man, she's great.

Well, I'm off to the wonderful land of Putonghua.

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