Monthly Archives: November 2010
A three day weekend to celebrate Thanksgiving is as good an excuse as any to open up our doors and invite all our Links neighbours over for a potluck Thanksgiving brunch. Some friends were traveling, but most were here and able to join us. There was a ridiculous amount of yummy food, which somehow all … Continue reading
Scotty’s black eye. Nice one, huh??
Phew – this is my fourth post today – I almost feel caught up on the blog. Here we are making sugar cookies getting ready for all our Thanksgiving parties. Spatula in one hand, cookie cutter in the other.
Our home is in a gated community. Outside the gates is a small migrant village. It’s a nice, inexpensive place to buy some of the food and drink we consume. Beer and pop for example, are a fraction of the price that they are in an import grocery store. Blake and I head in from … Continue reading
It’s Thanksgiving Friday. Blake and I spent the morning at the zoo, all three of us spent the afternoon playing/watching touch football and we spent the evening gorging on turkey and all the fixings. I’m thankful for a lot of things, and one of them is having TWO Thanksgivings to celebrate with friends, reflect on … Continue reading
Is this what comes to mind when you think of zoos in Asia? Me either. I think brown or gray, I think crowded, I think nasty. But today Blake and I hit the road early for the Shanghai Wild Animal Park and it was brilliant. Absolutely brilliant. First of all let me say I am … Continue reading
Most days I’ll pack up and leave school around 3:30 and meet Blake at home so that Ling Ling has time to get on her 3:40 bus. Some days if I am running late or just very lucky I will hear the sounds of little feet, or a little voice in the hall or at … Continue reading
Many of you probably know that Blake is a late talker. He has always communicated so well in other ways that his late talking has never seemed like that big a deal to Scott and I. Actually, that’s not true, there have been lots of worries and even a few tears shed because I desperately … Continue reading