August 07, 2004
Morning in America

zoupi-PA-breakfast.jpgI woke up after a good long sleep and I am feeling better. That was a very comfy bed. Usually Zousama hogs all of the pillows in our bed, so it was nice to sleep alone for a change.

The trip in the first-class, express mail, Golden Chariot was a little rough this time. The Distal Zou put some snakey cables in with me and they kept jumping up to bite me.

But here I am, safe and sound.

I had American peanut butter for breakfast, made with peanuts from Mr. Carter's farm, I'm sure. Kristen would have liked this peanut butter, too. I miss her already. She should get in a Golden Chariot and come to visit with me.


After breakfast, I went out into the garden for some light therapy to help my jetlag. I like the silver mound--we're sort of the same color, don't you think? Plus it's related to wormwood, which is used to make one of Kristen's favorite drinks.


H and I played with the morning glories. These are like asagao in Tokyo, but bigger and such a nice blue color. Don't you think I look very pretty and tropical with the flower tucked behind my ear?

More soon,


Note from J:

H discovered that Zoupi's favorite number is twelve and now they are
best friends. He is writing you a letter now. He just woke up and we showed
him the yard and all our flowers, and then he had breakfast.

He doesn’t' like the dog much. I think that's from coming in last night
while Buddy was snacking in the litterbox. I made the dog use mouthwash, but
Zoupi still turns up his nose. Oh well. I can't blame him.

I had no idea Z. was such a partier! Belgium was a blast! He seemed a little
disappointed when I mentioned a poetry reading on the schedule for this
evening, and that he would be helping me bake cookies for it today. So,
we'll zest up his visit with something like an impromptu trip to the beach
or some beer and billiards (no beer for H). Heh.

Thanks for the foreign exchange student! We'll treat him well.

Posted by Zoupi at August 07, 2004 12:44 PM
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