DECEMBER DIET!

DECEMBER DIET!

A strange name for the last month of the year!
For us, December was all about food---indirectly of course.
Because it was a month of celebrations!
and the best way to celebrate ---
meet friends and family over food and drink!
here are all the photos - and the common thread in all of them…
eating! Drinking! Merry making! So that was our December diet!

So...what did we celebrate in December..?
1. Arrival of Nanu and Varsha, on their annual holiday!
2. Our 33rd Wedding Anniversary
3. The third engagement anniversary of Varsha and Narayan
4. Family get-together at Suryakumar's
5. Family get-together at Ramani's

And so..in that order...let the celebrations begin!!!

OUR HOME READY FOR THE OCCASION..


WITH NARAYAN AND VARSHA!




FRIENDS THROUGH THE YEARS! 33 AND BEYOND!









Varsha, Narayan, Mania, Ranjini, CK, Indu....thanks for being there and making the years meaningful!

December 26th 2011 - Happy Birthday Varsha! The photos say it all!









A GLIMPSE OF THE GET-TOGETHER AT SURYAKUMARS' ! 









CELEBRATING WITH THE SUPPINIS!

















SUCH A HAPPY DAY! LET'S MEET AGAIN!
And for the absent Suppinis...Look what you missed!
Do remember to join us the next time!!!!!





Comments

  1. Hip GrandmaJanuary 8, 2011 at 10:25 PM

    Congratulations on your 33rd anniversary. i thought it was only yesterday that the two of you tied the knot. First time here. Will get back for more.Good photos.

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