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Introducing Anny - warning she's quirky

So one of my Crazy A friends left the Rut and I inherited her house helper. Her blog name is Anny. There is a lot I am still learning about Anny. She had a love marriage instead of an arranged marriage, She has two little girls and has buried a son, She always smiles, and she plays with Abi any chance she gets.
One day she saw a Space Bag laying on the bed and exclaimed 'Oh you bought this off the home shopping network!' You could tell her bubble was burst when I explained that I did not even know there was a home shopping network in Curry Land. I learned something important about Anny that day...she is an avid veiwer and promoter of the home shopping network. Everyday since she tells me about a great household product I should buy off the home shopping network.

The many uses of Shower caps

 

We travel a lot...and I have to confess that yes I am one of those travelers that raid the hotel room bathroom and sweep it clean of any complimentary item provided. In the past I would always leave the complimentary shower cap...they reminded me of my grandma and her newly permed hair that she could not get wet...so I thought, 'surely I don't have a use for a shower cap.' Boy was I wrong! Now those dinky shower caps are the first thing I look for...my hotel experience is gauged by whether or not they offered complimentary shower caps. I use them all the time here in Curry Land, and not because I get my hair permed.

- They are a great substitute for cling wrap when letting bread dough rise...

- you can use them as a lid for Tupperware when the right lid goes missing...

- or covering your salad bowl so pesky fruit flies don't hover...

 

 

 

- Also useful when you have to give yourself a lice treatment

 

 

Unfortunately lice is an occupational hazard here...at least I have a stash of shower caps :)

The wedding of the 3 brides

Last weekend we went to Art's sisters' weddings...the three of them got married at the same time to three guys, two of the guys were brothers...so it was kind of like 7 Brides for 7 Brothers except that weddings are completely different here in Curry Land, also the brothers and brides did not sing or tend to farm animals...so, probably nothing like 7 Brides for 7 Brothers...bad analogy.

 

 

 I've been to a few weddings here in Curry Land and at this one I finally got to see them sign the marriage certificate. BTW, these men are not the husbands...they are the religious leaders explaining the significance of the marriage certificate and asking the girls for their approval and signature. Once the girl says yes and signs she is officially married. No special prayers, romantic songs or loving vows...the ceremony just consists of this colorfully embossed sheet of paper and a pen.

 

Since three brides were involved and three grooms and the brides had the same last name and two of the grooms were brothers I hovered close by waiting for a mix up...I was sure one of them was going to sign the wrong certificate or one get married to the wrong brother...

 

But alas, these guys were pros, no such incident occurred. The brides, without even seeing their husbands at all during the engagement or wedding, said yes then signed. It was a powerful moment to witness, these women's lives will never be the same, my prayer is that their men will be good to them and they will have a blessed family.

 

...meanwhile wedding guests took advantage of a distracted mommy who was soaking in the cultural experience and passed around Abi, made her pose for pictures, and fed her all sorts of sugary substances. Which in all honesty is pretty much a normal day for her in Curry Land.

Where did my baby go?

Guess who turned 1? I'll give you a hint - not the bearded one :)

Of corse she thinks she turned 16.

My two Valentines

 

For Valentines we went to a nursry, picked out some plants and then planted them...or if you are Abi then you simply played in the dirt.

To kill a rat.

First of all, Z, me and Abi are back in Curry Land - Yay! I am so happy to be back. The downside to coming back to a house you have locked up for 6 months...the clean up. We were pleasantly surprised  when we opened our door to find that there wasn't inches of dust accumulated on everything...only a light film. However there were signs of an intruder...the bathroom and bedroom floor was covered with rat poo...so we started the clean up by sweeping. I was moving some baskets that were piled on our bed when I suddenly saw a rat tail move - I squealed and ran out of there...Z and Art armed themsleves with a broom and shoe and went in after it. The rat ran into the bathroom so Art pushed Z into the bathroom and shut the door behind Z. Only one of them was going to make it out of that bathroom alive and lucky for me Z made it and the rat did not. That night it was hard to sleep, I was shocked and stunned that there was a rat in my house, Z was shocked and stunned that Art locked him in a room with a rat.