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Yesterday, Seb was playing race cars on the floor with Grandma, both sitting down and facing each other, rolling the cars back and forth. Grandma wanted to go take a nap, as she normally does in the afternoon. She told Seb “Grandpa is going to play with you ok.”

Seb, who usually takes a while to transition or adjust to a new idea, plus he is in between giving up naps so he was crankier than normal, naturally protests, “NO NO NO”

Grandpa stands in to take Grandma’s place, except he is standing, with his hands hanging to his sides.

Seb, realizing that the protest won’t work, tells Grandpa “Sit down Grandpa, sit down”

Grandpa, “No”

Seb, “Sit down!”

Grandpa, in all seriousness, “No. I’m a grown up. Why should I sit down!”

Me, speechless. Grandma, speechless, then proceed to shoo Grandpa away and took over playing with Seb again.

He and I had a small altercation the day before, and it wasn’t really resolved, we just agreed to disagree in the end because it was obvious that we both have different (and strong) viewpoints. But I just couldn’t believe my ears when he told my 4-yr old son that, in such a tone. You can just imagine what it must have sounded like. Yep, just like that. I don’t know if he realizes what he said was out of line. Sometimes it is so hard to live with someone in the same house. It’s been 2.5 months and I guess everyone’s getting kind of edgy. They are leaving in a couple of weeks. I hope it will leave us with good parting memories.

Sigh.

Added note: he’s usually pretty nice and easy to get along. Maybe it’s stress related to his work, or he hasn’t gotten over the argument with me, or he just plain sucks when dealing with toddlers (he was great when they were babies, but babies as you know don’t do much and don’t ask for much..) Whatever it is, I still think it was out of line.

Smithsonian Magazine is having a Museum Day across the US, presented by Hyundai to give FREE admissions for this Saturday! Go here to search if any participants are in your area.

Have fun!

My father’s aunt. I learned of this the day after. It’s been nearly one month now. I don’t think the sadness and grief has lessened any, if at all.

Saw it on the Internet.

This is so wrong, on so many levels.

What type of layout do you prefer for your blog? 2 columns, or 3 columns?

Did you ever decide not to continue reading a blog because of their layout/theme/background colors? Before I knew what RSS was, I had to stop reading a few blogs who had drastic dark backgrounds and lighter color fonts. A few had too-small-fonts as well. It was KILLING my eyes to adjust to the contrasting colors. I didn’t like the content enough to hurt my eyes on a regular basis. Then I learned about RSS.
Have you come across some cool themes that you wanted to try, but just don’t have enough time (or the know-how) to mess with it? Where do you find themes?

Light the Night Walk took place here on Saturday. All of us went. There were hundreds upon hundreds of people young and old, even some dogs (and swans in the lake). There was food, dances, bounce houses, hot air balloons, and of course, lots of tears.

In less than 3 weeks’ time, my Hubby and I raised a grand total of $1968 for the Leukemia and Lymphoma Society (in cash, checks, and online donations)! We chipped in ~ $700 to match donations but overall our friends and family did the most! I want to thank each and everyone of you who made it possible!!! Next time, whenever that is, we will certainly start earlier to have a even better outcome.

It was not as emotional as when we did it back in 2002. I was rather occupied with caring for the kids. However I still cried rather unsightly - I’m not a pretty crier - when the dance / drum team came through. They were very good! They roused up my inner feelings and I just couldn’t stop for a good few minutes.

Amongst the hundreds of white (and red) balloons, I spotted a young girl about 7 years old or so at the walk holding a white balloon (cancer survivors carry white balloons while supporters carry red ones). One would never have known the trials she went through if it was not for an event like this. She was cheery and happy, so full of life, holding tightly onto her mom’s hand.

This, is exactly why I want to do my part in raising money.

I’m it. I’ve been tagged. Interestingly, I have never played the actual tag/it game as a child. How does it work?!

I’m going to do it in reverse. I was tagged by lotsacheeks in which she says she LOVES my blog! I fainted a little bit when I read that.
I do read quite a few blogs, probably more than I should. There are practical blogs for finances and business, funny blogs about people’s kids and the funny things their kids do, painful blogs that chronicle plights, inspirational blogs that just makes you feel good because their motto is “there are more good in this world than there are bad,” and so many more others.

I read all of my friend’s blogs. However, these ones really stand out to me, in no particular order:

ac360blog (CNN’s Anderson Cooper, and his colleagues. And it doesn’t hurt that I think A.C. is very hot)

so close (Tertia. I found her after my miscarriage 3 yrs ago. She’s multi talented — wrote and published a book while raising small twins, working full time. She’s down to earth and yet damn gorgeous at the same time. And I love her recent boob job)

chookooloonks (Karen is a true inspiration, in every aspect of life. She is one of those that when I read her, my spirit and mood gets a huge lift. She is someone who I would want to be when I grow up. And her photo skills are beyond superb)

ask moxie (moxie has all the answers of raising kids, anything and everything about kids, but especially sleeping issues)

Please don’t feel left out if I didn’t list your blog. I love to read about your lives as well as see all the pretty pictures of your kids, and read about your troubled and frustrating days, and about how stupid people (friends, families, strangers) can be.

Some day I need to redo my page to add in all the blog links. Yes some linkylove!!!!!

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The other tag was by mumsgather to write 8 random facts about my own mom.

1. My mom and dad were born 9 days apart. Same year. Their cities of birth were less than 20 miles apart.

2. She was “sent” to the boonies to do farm work at some smaller village/community during the cultural revolution. I think this was before she got married.

3. My mom (and dad) were forced into hiding when they implemented the “One Child” law, to give birth to me. See the About me.

4. My mom is one of 9 children.

5. My mom is one of the most patient person I know.

6. My mom has one fake front tooth.

7. She was very well lactated when she was breastfeeding us kids. Sorry mom, you probably find that disclosure to be embarrassing, but you should really be proud of yourself.

8. My mom is the one of those women who stand by their husband, no matter what.

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Now I want to tag anyone and everyone who comes across this post. Let me know in the comment section where I can find your own responses. You are all IT!

Warning: please don’t click on the link below if you have a weak tummy, having a meal, or are pregnant. Don’t say I didn’t warn you.

Someone gave me this site. I don’t know them at all. I read through the whole thing, and I’m so incredibly sad for them.

If you are the religious type, please say a prayer for them, as they are as well. Even if you are not, stop by and say a kind word or two. To me, it matters not if you know them or doesn’t know what/how to say, in my humble opinion, just a “I’m so sorry” will help them heal a tiny bit more…

Thanks.

I’m sure this has been thought of and many people are practicing it already. However I just wanted to jot it down here in case it potentially make even the tiniest difference for someone, within someone.

Take some time to consider getting several sturdy canvas bags. Leave them in your vehicle, and when you do need to go shopping — groceries, the mall, farmer’s market, and wherever else you can think of that you’ll need a bag — take them with you and use these canvas bags to carry all your things.

Sure it is a hassle and not very practical in the daily life, but I think if the majority of us start practicing this method, then there wouldn’t be so many plastic bags being produced. Making plastic bags require a lot of energy and resource, energy and resources that the earth could very well keep for other more useful things. Not only that, it will make a cleaner beach/street/city/world. Have you seen plastic bags all tangled up in the tree branches, washed up from the ocean? Have you seen them strewn about in the outfields of your child’s school? Have you seen them stuck in drainages and allies? They are everywhere!

For our children and their grandchildren, we should make a wiser decision. Now, the question is not paper or plastic? The question is Can You Canvas?

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Note: I am and always have recycled the plastic bags as trash bags. I don’t really know if I can canvas. So for my case, if I canvas, I would end up buying plastic trash bags. What a dilemma. Is Canvasing such a great idea after all? I don’t have all the answers.

Anyway. /End of Sunday morning wee hour musings.

I really hope so!!!

Only one more week to go until the Walk, and the goal is 5 gabillion light years away. What am I going to do!

(Special thanks to all those who already made donations! Smooches to all of you, including but not limited to Kevin.)