An older Chinese lady with ESL English looked at me strangely, pointing at my face and asked, what is that?
I answered, "A zit."
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Yes, meet Bertha.
Fed by my natural oils.
Cultivated by my aunt's delish food.
Yes, meet my bindi, Bertha.
Saturday, April 04, 2009
Friday, March 06, 2009
fun with dad
Dad is to my right. He'd prefer not to be on the internet...
We brought out the "yu-ha-hai" (Fish, Shrimp, Crab - literal translation) game. It's fun. Really.
Kyle won this turn... but I won it alllllll!
Sheldon's turn at dealin'. If only I had video... You have to say this little rhyme/chant to encourage people to bet... us Canadian born make up our own versions due to our very limited Chinese.
We brought out the "yu-ha-hai" (Fish, Shrimp, Crab - literal translation) game. It's fun. Really.
Kyle won this turn... but I won it alllllll!
Sheldon's turn at dealin'. If only I had video... You have to say this little rhyme/chant to encourage people to bet... us Canadian born make up our own versions due to our very limited Chinese.
what the?
Follow your nose...
What is that?
Sardines.
Ew.
I found this the day AFTER my aunts bought 2 boxes of fresh sardines. When they were dividing them up, I guess one jumped out and landed on the floor.
Double ew.
What is that?
Sardines.
Ew.
I found this the day AFTER my aunts bought 2 boxes of fresh sardines. When they were dividing them up, I guess one jumped out and landed on the floor.
Double ew.
cancer-diet
Dad diet. Green. Green. And more Green.
7 Cups of this everyday. Can you say, yummy?
Try me!
Stimulating every tastebud. Bitter melon, Tumeric, Kiwi, Tomato Cinnamon...
Attempts at making lunch different...
7 Cups of this everyday. Can you say, yummy?
Try me!
Stimulating every tastebud. Bitter melon, Tumeric, Kiwi, Tomato Cinnamon...
Attempts at making lunch different...
Thursday, March 05, 2009
so this is life...
Dad strutting his stuff.
He can still play after all these years. Me? I know where middle C is.
Please excuse my aunt.
She's trying to catch dinner...
She's not from around here.
Dad and auntie going for a morning stroll... while I wait in the car ;)
He can still play after all these years. Me? I know where middle C is.
Please excuse my aunt.
She's trying to catch dinner...
She's not from around here.
Dad and auntie going for a morning stroll... while I wait in the car ;)
Monday, December 01, 2008
helluva week
It's been quite the week. A birthday week busy with just stuff.
Two Fridays ago, I went to a battle of the bands fundraiser. The "Wally Project" raised money so that the group could pay down the mortgage/rent for some families so that they could have a decent Christmas.
Two Saturdays ago, I attended my church's 4th, (yes, it's only four years old) birthday. International Global banquet, they call it. Everyone brings a dish from their culture. We got some Dutch foods, a Cheese curry, some Indian... and even KFC - from Canadian culture, I suppose.
Two Sundays ago, I had my own birthday bash! We volunteered for the Richmond Christmas Fund, painting a Christmas scene on one of the dealers (Audi) in the Richmond Automall. They in turn donated $$ to the Richmond Christmas Fund which buys toys for underprivileged kids. My friends had so much fun, it was a great way to spend the afternoon. I always marvel at the generosity of my buddies. Some of them even made Christmas shoeboxes because I had requested it - and others just made them because they do it every year!
Monday and Tuesday were dinners dad and mum.
Wednesday was my friends goodbye "party." Not sure how celebratory the event was, but it was a send-off of sorts. The only person in our group to actually leave the city for an indeterminable amount of time. We were/are good friends and probably became even better friends the last couple of months. So for me it's really sad to see her leave -- to Toronto of all places! Every person has their journey of discovery and perhaps this will be one for her too.
Thursday's evening was thankfully free.
Friday evening some friends and I headed across the border to join in the Thanksgiving shopping madness. We didn't find much in terms of sales, but it was great for conversation and well shopping. Thankfully no one around us died as that would have sucked. Who carries a real gun into Toys-R-Us?
Came home yesterday. Exhausted and wanting my bed.
Phew.
Boring post, I know. I'm feeling rather listless.
Two Fridays ago, I went to a battle of the bands fundraiser. The "Wally Project" raised money so that the group could pay down the mortgage/rent for some families so that they could have a decent Christmas.
Two Saturdays ago, I attended my church's 4th, (yes, it's only four years old) birthday. International Global banquet, they call it. Everyone brings a dish from their culture. We got some Dutch foods, a Cheese curry, some Indian... and even KFC - from Canadian culture, I suppose.
Two Sundays ago, I had my own birthday bash! We volunteered for the Richmond Christmas Fund, painting a Christmas scene on one of the dealers (Audi) in the Richmond Automall. They in turn donated $$ to the Richmond Christmas Fund which buys toys for underprivileged kids. My friends had so much fun, it was a great way to spend the afternoon. I always marvel at the generosity of my buddies. Some of them even made Christmas shoeboxes because I had requested it - and others just made them because they do it every year!
Monday and Tuesday were dinners dad and mum.
Wednesday was my friends goodbye "party." Not sure how celebratory the event was, but it was a send-off of sorts. The only person in our group to actually leave the city for an indeterminable amount of time. We were/are good friends and probably became even better friends the last couple of months. So for me it's really sad to see her leave -- to Toronto of all places! Every person has their journey of discovery and perhaps this will be one for her too.
Thursday's evening was thankfully free.
Friday evening some friends and I headed across the border to join in the Thanksgiving shopping madness. We didn't find much in terms of sales, but it was great for conversation and well shopping. Thankfully no one around us died as that would have sucked. Who carries a real gun into Toys-R-Us?
Came home yesterday. Exhausted and wanting my bed.
Phew.
Boring post, I know. I'm feeling rather listless.
Thursday, November 27, 2008
thanks
To the people who wished me happy birthday, thanks.
-facebook friends, near (across the street) and far (australia, montreal, los angeles, hong kong...)
-friends for life and friends recently met
-cousins who call and text
-brother and SIL who send a card for London
-the drivers license renewal lady
-my mom's credit union teller
-salespeople and the administration at the Richmond Automall
-my life insurance guy
-DQ friends and family
-facebook friends, near (across the street) and far (australia, montreal, los angeles, hong kong...)
-friends for life and friends recently met
-cousins who call and text
-brother and SIL who send a card for London
-the drivers license renewal lady
-my mom's credit union teller
-salespeople and the administration at the Richmond Automall
-my life insurance guy
-DQ friends and family
Monday, November 17, 2008
first words new immigrants learn?
Yesterday at the Deeq, mom was helping a customer. As her cheerful self, she asks,
Mom: so that's a 10" cake, would you like anything else?
Customer:
M:
C: (reaches into backpocket and pulls out...)
M: oh, CANDLES!
Mom was visibly relieved.. Ha!
Mom: so that's a 10" cake, would you like anything else?
Customer:
M:
C: (reaches into backpocket and pulls out...)
M: oh, CANDLES!
Mom was visibly relieved.. Ha!
Wednesday, November 05, 2008
tales from a fast food joint
I love talking to strangers.
That being said, it's limited to small talk about nothing and strangers that will remain strangers.
Not the ones who find out your name and add you to fb.
Or the ones that are twice or thrice your age, give you the sly smile and ask what time you're off.
Nor the teens who comment on your change in appearance and ask questions assuming you're the same age.
That being said, it's limited to small talk about nothing and strangers that will remain strangers.
Not the ones who find out your name and add you to fb.
Or the ones that are twice or thrice your age, give you the sly smile and ask what time you're off.
Nor the teens who comment on your change in appearance and ask questions assuming you're the same age.
Lincoln, Roosevelt, Kennedy, Obama...and Sheman?
As America fixates its hopes upon every word of President-elect Barack Obama, the world watches with great anticipation as well. Obama has created a stir, an interest, an excitement in politics that has not existed for decades. This fervor crossed ethnic and economic divides and even international waters.
West Kenya was celebrating the election of one of their own; Obama, Japan is just happy to have the same name; Canada...? We were more interested in this election than our own. Who's our Presid er...Prime Minister again?
Every generation has had a President (PM?) that captured the hearts and imagination of the people. A man with charisma, a great orator, someone who effectively raised the hopes of the young and the old. Trudeau, was my father's hero. Mom remembers school being canceled and everyone in tears when JFK was assinated. Our generation had lacked a political "hero," until now. Yesterday, I think we (they) elected one.
And I'm pretty sure my kids will look to this kid (man).
West Kenya was celebrating the election of one of their own; Obama, Japan is just happy to have the same name; Canada...? We were more interested in this election than our own. Who's our Presid er...Prime Minister again?
Every generation has had a President (PM?) that captured the hearts and imagination of the people. A man with charisma, a great orator, someone who effectively raised the hopes of the young and the old. Trudeau, was my father's hero. Mom remembers school being canceled and everyone in tears when JFK was assinated. Our generation had lacked a political "hero," until now. Yesterday, I think we (they) elected one.
And I'm pretty sure my kids will look to this kid (man).
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