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Playing Cards with the Grandparents
Posted on November 23, 2008 by Ching under Family, Flickr, Games.
Here are pictures of us playing cards yesterday before I left to pick Brian up at the airport. Amanda and her daughters Jessica and Olivia played cards with us also.
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Jimmy’s Egg
Posted on November 23, 2008 by Ching under Flickr, Food and Drink, Life.
Had Jimmy’s Egg with Brian’s parents yesterday and it was pretty good so I decided to take Brian there today for some biscuit debris. Click here for the full review and more pictures.
Brian brought his new book to read while we waited for our food and pretty much ignored me. That’s the thanks I get for getting him Watchmen
Ack! I’m kind of mad at myself for getting it at Barnes & Noble instead of just ordering from Amazon
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Ching Locks Herself Out of the House, Hilarity Ensues
Posted on November 22, 2008 by Ching under Family, Flickr.
Okay, not much hilarity really… But I figured that would make for a good blog title. I am always drawn to reading posts that end in those two words.
For starters, I’m not really ditzy. I’m recovering from an illness so that is what I’m blaming today’s brief mental lapse on. That, and I am so used to my routine.
This morning, I rolled out of bed and got into my workout clothes and got ready to go to the gym. For some reason I was thinking, I should bring my wallet just case I want coffee on the way home. I normally do not bring my wallet or purse when I drive to the Y because it is so close to the house. Plus, then I don’t have to worry about getting a locker and such. I am a bad person (for driving without my driver’s license), but I am in and out AND it’s only for short distances =P.
Anyway, I tweeted a couple of times and then Oscar did that thing where he just jumps into your arms out of nowhere. He wants you to pick him up when you’re not paying attention so he takes matters into his own hands and just jumps. He does it to Brian all the time. It’s no big deal because he is fully declawed (he was already that way when we rescued him, not our idea). Except you are startled when you’re not prepared for it. He actually did that to Brian while Brian was peeing in the toilet one day. He did it to me this morning while I was texting a tweet. Maybe that distracted me? Who knows?
I left the house through the garage door and as soon as I shut the door behind me, I realized I did not have my house keys. Ugh. Normally I would panic, but I’m more mellow now. So I just calmly called my father-in-law. Yes, he was my first phone call this morning when my catastrophe happened.
“Did I wake you?”
“Who are you looking for? Who is this?” Apparently, I did wake him.
“It’s Ching. I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to wake you, but I locked myself out of the house,” I explained. “Although, I won’t really have a problem until I get done with my workout and need to get back into the house. Wanna meet me for breakfast later?”
LOL. I figured we could have breakfast after my workout and then they could let me in the house. Problem solved. My in-laws are the best.
When I got to the gym, I sent this picture message to Brian with a note that said: “Notice anything missing? Yup. Locked myself out of the house today.”
I sent the same note to Flickr (I just did two recipients). I thought Brian was on the plane already and wouldn’t get my message until later. Within two seconds from sending my message, he calls me back and tells me he is getting ready to board the plane and to call dad. I was like, “Already called him and everything is under control. They’re meeting me for breakfast at Jimmy’s Egg after my workout.”
I usually don’t worry about bring anything but my car keys to the gym because [a] it is so close to the house (as I mentioned previously) and [b] Brian lets me in when I get home if I forget to leave the door to the garage unlocked (which is usually the case). After my workout, I’m usually tapping on the door to wake Brian up and let me in. Anyway, I totally spaced out the fact that Brian is still very much out of town and will not be able to let me in after today’s workout.
I got to Jimmy’s Egg about 10:15 AM and there was a long wait. I’m glad I got there early to secure a table because then they didn’t have to wait. Took the opportunity to take some photos for a post about Jimmy’s Egg that will go on the food blog. That’ll be later. Anyway, I thought to myself, I’m glad that I had the foresight to bring my wallet so I can at least pay for breakfast. That is the least I can do for asking for a rescue. I think I would have paid more to a locksmith. =P
Here’s a photo of my rescue party…
I am back home now, but not for long. I gotta hit the shower so I can change and go to Cherry Creek nursing home for cards with Brian’s grandparents. I’m hanging out with them until I have to pick Brian up from the airport. That’s the plan, anyhow. Don’t worry. I will remember to bring my house keys this time.
P.S. Stay tuned for the post about Jimmy’s Egg.
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Thanksgiving at Cherry Creek
Posted on November 21, 2008 by Ching under Family, Flickr, Food and Drink.
Had dinner with Brian’s parents, grandparents, and their friend John last night at Cherry Creek. Here are some photos…
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#1/100 Donald K. Enoch
Posted on November 20, 2008 by Ching under Flickr, Projects.
Grandma and grandpa Brubaker invited me to come to the annual Thanksgiving supper at Cherry Creek Health Care Center tonight. That is how I met Mr. Enoch. He was playing the piano while everyone ate. I found out that this is the second time that he has played piano for the residents of Cherry Creek.
Mr. Enoch, 92, played piano beautifully. Donna, my mother-in-law, chatted with his wife while he played. Mrs. Enoch told us that Mr. Enoch was mayor of Wichita in the late 60s.
I did some research and found this to be true. According to the City of Wichita’s web site, Mr. Enoch served as mayor from 1969 to 1970. He also served as city commissioner during the following periods: 1967-1968, 1968-1969, and 1970-1971.
[ NOTE: This is my first submission to the 100 Strangers project. ]
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