apologies for multiple postings, i am having the HARDEST time with these goddamn formats. stupidasdfkajsdflaksfj. *pantpant*
so, while catch-22 at first failed to grab me, i am now quite intrigued. i've also stopped listening to the audiobook (partly because something is totally whack with one of the discs). oh, i so hope to have more time to read with classes SO close to being finished! his writing really begs to be read. and not quickly, like i am wont to do with many others when i get excited and begin to skim.
this weekend was a blur of super late nights and zombie-like feelings. a bbq at jen & ryans and then saturday, saturday, a pool party with jelly & brian! the pool at their apartment was incredible. a pool straight out of my childhood with a real 12 ft deep end. pools nowadays as so tiny and sad! my last apartment complex had a pool with a very wimpy 5 ft deep middle (and a strange triangle shape). so this one was awesome. seriously, how long as it been since you've gone to a pool party? where you donned your swimming trunks (or, in my case, L/XL little-girl's-section-of-target-oh-god-i-feel-like-angela-from-the-office bathing suit) and had fun diving and falling into the deep end of a pool? tried to touch the bottom and possibly losing your glasses (brian)? oh, and we got to push their little one, scarlett, around in an adorable floating, covered island - she does love the water. the weather was beautiful and we just floated, far from annoying people (the pool was really olympic-sized, so no one was very close to us), in the water, which was just cool enough, but not teeth-jittering cold.
and instead of watching fireworks, anthony and i napped! but we did get to see some from the highway around 10 pm. they kind of make me smile.
red room cinemaheadlined a wonderful show put on my new granada at new world brewery (i went to bed at 3 am!).
and the next night we went back to new world for savioand guiltmaker. savio was good, at times repetitive, but it has been SO long since i've listened to a band where i could actually make out all the words. it was really ... intimate and at times sad (one of the songs was about the singer's father who had passed away). plus, they had a HUGE ASS piano that they traveled with; pretty rad.
in any case, here are some photos of my family from around june 12th?
to throw you off, here are some lizards getting cozy in meaghan's backyard. i have about 10 pictures of them, each one getting progressively closer and closer and closer. they were really oblivious. i want to draw little tiny ciggies in their mouths.
this is the devil dog cake i made for my dad's b-day! the marshmallow frosting was melt-in-your-mouth-stick-to-your-teeth perfect.
mr. lam, tony (?), my dad and mom
my dad seriously wears this apron and it cracks me up so hard.
since my dad cooks on a large wok and likes cooking over fire best, he's set up this incredible cooking area on the patio. it also helps to keep the oil from accumulating inside.
that's soy sauce in the teapot and my favorite ginger/oil/scallion/garlic sauce in the bowl.
yes, that's a huge-ass container of propane. yes, it's scary. and he's cleverly used a seat-cushion, most likely filled with flammable materials, as a windbreaker for the flames.
here's the entrance to their house - i should probably find out what this says.
their home is very close to being a mcmansion.
however, they have personalized their front yard by adding a TON of random, awesomely kitchsy figurines.
what's that, you ask? is that an asian lady next to figurines from a nativity set? you're not wrong.
