So, I'm feeling better, I wanted to let everyone know that I haven't died or dropped off the face of the Earth. I've been working on the scarf and making a gauge swatch for a possible new project. (I plan to photograph other projects, Deities, outfits, etc. to accompany any updates soon.) Today I was energetic and healthy enough to assist Chandaneswar prabhu in his service to Sri Sri Radha Kalachandji, afternoon waking and feeding the Lords. Krishna Chandra and I transferred the prasadam, washed the Lord's offering plates and cleaned up while Chandaneswar prabhu did the arati. After we came home, Krishna Chandra and I had a good old-fashioned pillow fight and played hide-and-seek. When I was sufficiently exhausted, I reasoned with the boy but he cried and we watched a film on the laptop while I caught my breath. Krishna Chandra is reading my typing as I write.... he's eavesdropping. He's a great reader, he can read everything I write. EVERYTHING. I'm starting to think maybe it wasn't such a good idea to teach my baby to read. It's much harder to trick a four-year-old when they know how to read labels, instructions, manuals, signs, etc. I'm starting to realise why it's so important for The Man to keep our schools in shoddy condition; it helps to keep us down, ignorant and illiterate. Funny how Krishna Chandra has helped me come to this realisation. Something to think about, folks... just sayin'. Haribol, readers. Madri out.