Tuesday, October 14, 2008

Don't call him FAT KID to his face!

Bingos of the night so far:

GRIEVANT (62 points) - against Blake W.
AIRTHED (94 points) - against Pat K.


Nathan kindly picked me up, although I made him wait for a minute while I took a few turns killing my lesser vampire cousins. What can I say, I NEED THE GOLD! (Jose D. also added me for that purpose - he also knows Nathan and Danielle! So did James D. / Chris H. / Toni B. / Melanie L. / James R., hah.) At dinner, we discussed the election / Alice / results / names / church logistics / Joey / beer / organic salad / morality / divorces / sex scandals / ex-wives / cancer / Mom's new MP3 player / prosciutto in muffins / turkey (Mom forgot the cranberry sauce!) / the States / concerts at the Media Club. Pretty good dinner, for sure!

My mom liked Nathan's shirt: everyone in the helping professions should have one like that! ("I can only please one person a day. Today isn't your day, and tomorrow doesn't look good, either!") Dad thinks he should put a sign up in the kitchen: "YOUR MOM DOES NOT WORK HERE!" Haha, maybe so... the Awana kids are notoriously bad for leaving things everywhere, heh. Then Grandma called Nathan "Fat Kid" in front of him - SO AWKWARD! Just call him by his Chinese name, if "Nathan" is too hard to pronounce. :)

You know you're getting old when you watch the news voluntarily, specifically for politics and the economy!

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