Blogging considerably early in the morning has caused some serious backflow of thoughts; I forgot everything I wanted to blog about this morning, especially most events that happened yesterday. All I recollected was having alot to eat, and the trip to the hospital.
Yes, I scare my readers and friends and family alot with my blog.
I think I shall adapt this stance in the next few years to come. Keeping a low profile did me some good; I escaped all questioning and interrogation with ease. I think it's because I didn't dress to stand out, PLUS the fact that every family that came in brought a toddler with them.
Which was hilarious.
Because when one cries, the situation erupts into a crying choral.
Which was even more hilarious.
Lunch at grandma's was... oily. She just has to do this to us every year, though I do have a soft spot for her homemade braised bamboo shoot (which is oily with a capital 'O'). Then the usual ang baos, the goodies (which I had kept off, every year since 2007), the loud TV, the incessant chatter, the hollering tods...
Trip to hospital was... an awakening. Uncle went in with some cardiac problems; hopefully he'll be okay by now. I was rudely reminded of Grandma and how much she had suffered in the hospital during CNY 2 years ago; Uncle's ailment was quite similar to Grandma's case. Hopefully he'll get back into the pink of health soon.
And the best thing today?
Having you back within an hour's reach.
No comments:
Post a Comment