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Before the thunder and lightning show- Orange, CA

My house smells like guavas. As a result of this my clothes, towels, everything smells like guava. Now don't get me wrong, I love guavas- but apparently this is a crazy pungent fruit. See my grandma goes on walks around the neighborhood really early in the morning. Along the way she takes cuttings and picks fruit, not from the fallen ones on the ground like she says, but from the highest she can reach. She thinks she is sneaky. But I think our neighborhood knows. How else can you explain one large bag of guavas, two bags of zucchini and a bag of oranges on our step?

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Meg said:

HI! I wear my new t-shirt almost everyday, I LOVE it :)

I will be in town on saturday (leaving that night for costa rica) is the art exhibit you were telling me about in LA still going on? If so, we should try to go to that during the day....see you on friday. Did you know I am going to a Neil Diamond concert that night??? TODAY!

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