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Now this was the high-gear house-cleaning day. I never clean except under dire threat and deadline of imminent visitors. Tuesday and Wednesday we have some of my husband's former students from China staying over and one of his friends for dinner, with unknown girlfriend, and he wants me to cook duck. Duck! I ask you. I cooked it last about 5 years ago, and distinctly remember first undercooking and getting my whole family drunk while it poked along, and then drying it out. This can only be disaster. But here they are, thawing away, inevitable...

But then my sons come on the weekend and we go to the beach, and that will be peace and fun. Contemplating getting a pinata--last year we had Christmas in Oaxaca, and the family at the posada where we stayed did pinatas. It really was fun--stumbling around blindfolded, everybody yelling. Only we don't have any kids to get excited and rush for the candy when it breaks. Well, the journey is the destination, in our case. Also solstice fireworks are another plan.