This post is for my dad.

Dad... the next time you come to Chicago. I will be able to provide you with extensive hotdog options. I promise.

It is so weird, but before Dad wanted a Chicago hotdog, I had seen absolutely ZERO places to get a hotdog. He mentions it to me when he's visiting and we end up getting him a very ugly looking dog from a very suspect little place under the Brown-line L on the loop. It does not taste yummy, from his report.

Now, everywhere I go I see these awesome looking little cafes with tons of people enjoying hotdogs. Crazy looking Chicago hotdogs. And they smell yummy too. I swear, I see 2-4 new hotdog places every single day.

Gah.

I had all these things I was going to post about yesterday and now I've forgotten what they were. Awesome, civilization changing things. Dammit brain.. remember.

Ah well...

In local news, the Shringarpure family went out for Sushi on Saturday before visiting Charlene and her Eastern Religions class at a temple which has an unpronouncable name. On Sunday, the Shringarpure family enjoyed a day at home with very spicy chicken curry and homemade luchis. Nilesh watch The Sting for the first time in his life and was highly amused.

New downstairs neighbors have moved in. Along with 4 rockbands, a herd of elephants and a perpetual party. It is a good thing we're laid back and not easily bothered. Though I have jumped up and down on the floor when the bass got to me at 2:00am. Nilesh told me to calm down and not break the apartment.

Miss Gayatri has been teething hardcore for over a week now with no sign of a tooth in her gummy mouth.

I'm currently listening to the audio book of Reading Lolita in Tehran. It is amazing. Far more interesting than I ever expected. Plus it is making me desperate to read Henry James, Nabokov and Fitzgerald. I've read them all before, but it was assigned and when you only have a few hours to get through those kinda books, the enjoyment is sucked out of them. At least it was for me. I love this memoir, but more than that... I wish I had Azar Nafisi as my literature professor in college. Wow, this woman has an amazing knack for making literature mouth-wateringly tantalizing.

Okay, I want to get back to listening to my book. There's only 4 hours left and I think I'll get it finished today and then I can either return to War and Peace (I'm halfway through...) or start The World is Flat.

Teething

So, all week Gayatri has been uber cute, chewing on her hand. As she's just barely 16 weeks, and not drooling I was completely thrown for a loop when suddenly last night she starts fussing mightily. We get her to sleep, and then five minutes into her sleep, she wakes up screaming bloody murder. Nilesh was about to call the doctor when I tried to touch her mouth and she started gnawing on my finger like a starving dog. And what does my finger feel as it is being chewed? A little ridge in the gum.

As long as we had something for her to chew on, she was fine. Nothing in her mouth for five minutes and we got a screaming head. Thank god a friend had just given us a bottle of homeopathic teething tablets. We dissolved one in her mouth and she was her babbly happy self once again.

I called mom just to find out when I cut my first tooth. Yup. Three months. Whee! I'm gonna miss her toothless grin...

Pilot Bread

Nilesh sat in the backseat with Gayatri as I drove us all home from Cleveland this weekend. I think he took about five hundred pictures. This one made me laugh out loud when he showed it to me.

In completely unrelated matters, I got my own Skin Analysis Magnifier Machine and am a busy busy woman! Woo, now the money will come rolling in. First thing on the agenda, pay for the machine. heh. Anyone who wants to see their face in blacklight, just swing by my apartment.

And last, but not least, my friend Allan sent me this article on Pilot Bread. I found it hilarious, even if the formatting makes it slightly difficult to read. Ahh, Alaskans and their weird food.

Flying Monkey Girl

I adore this outfit. Hee hee. It's part oompa loompa, part munchkin, 100% cute.