oooh baby i love your way. this has been the weekend from eternity. every night i feel like it's a sunday, but then i'm refreshed that there is another day of nothing. how long can this go on really? forever hopefully. george came in for a few days, with two of her san jose friends. george is much funner around her "other" friends. much funner. i'm not sure if that means i've been getting the "b game" george all my life or if she's just gotten that much more fun. but yes, at karaoke, she was a riot. as was victor. but that's par for the course.



thanksgiving was spent with turkey and all the trimmings. at jack and monica's house, which is huge and filled with incredibly cool collections of things. porcelain animals, crystal things, gem filled rock structures, a stuffed sea turtle, a giant deer head, and on and on. i promptly passed out right after dinner for a good two hours, as i'm sure many of the rest of you did. the newly darkened lynnchen was back from thailand. all blacked up and peeling. her parents took a whole group of us out to dinner, which was extremely generous and nice of them, but slightly awkward for us.



eating with parental units is an interesting experience always. eating with parentals that you don't really know? beyond interesting. lots of gaps in conversation. lots of "hummms." lots of people serving other people and being nice, which would not necessarily usually happen. it's so fun to see everyone attempting to be on their best parental behavior. i felt so young. looking around the table i wondered at what point would we cease to be young adults/kids and become true adults. the holiday season and the subsequent family gatherings always serve to put you in that "i'm still a kid" zone. like the "kids table." you know what i'm talking about.



i feel like the generation ahead of me, the almost thirty somethings, know how to work chinese parents better. some of the older people that i've grown up with, they know how to banter with the adults, talk to them, laugh with them, poke fun at them. everything. i wish i had that skill. to not just answer parental questions but to be the "chinese host" type of thing. it's a very respectable yet very funny thing. i suppose my chinese would have to get better. maybe it's also a cultural gap. either way, this is devolving into a "what we did this weekend" thing. and so i'm stopping. although there was much hanging out at hong's house. which is again, pretty not unusual.