Okay, so this was not really my wedding.    I, as many of you know, am already married– to a half-Japanese man with a half-Japanese brother who married a whole-Vietnamese bride over the weekend.

As one of the only Caucasian females at the celebration, I was forced to reflect on the sad disparity between I and my Asian counterparts.

#1:  Where there are Asian weddings, there will be cranes.  I could not fold cranes for my own wedding over seven years ago.  Number of cranes I can now fold?

Still a whopping 0.

#2: The Vietnamese have MAD style, yo.

I have no such style.  Even a trip to The Great Mall in fashion capital of the world Milpitas, CA, didn’t help.

#3:  It’s Vietnamese tradition to serve a full-course meal at every wedding reception.

This is a significant step up from the Utah-Mormon nut-cup-and-Sprite-based-slush combo.

#3:  In spite of all the food, every Vietnamese woman remains a size 00.

It’s possible that the absence of size 00 in my life has less to do with my Whitey McWhite genetics and more to do with my habit of eating desserts like these.  But can I pretend it doesn’t?

Congratulations, Josiah and Ha!

The promised picture of me on the zipline.  No one else was at this point long enough to get a clear shot. One of a kind.

As I mentioned before, I’m not so good with the traditional love languages.  Namely, gifts. I think deep down I’ve always known I was a bad gift giver.  I blame it on my mom.  And not just because in this society you seem to be able to blame everything on your mom and get away [...]

I came home from LA to mail galore, of both the electronic and snail varieties.  The electronic is proving to be my bane–I’m still responding to it.  But I’m good with snail mail, systematically sorting, filing, recycling.  I was a well-oiled machine by the time I reached my last piece of mail, a padded envelope.  [...]

Here it is!  The final cover for BACK WHEN YOU WERE EASIER TO LOVE.   I know this news might be anti-climactic to those of you who’ve already seen the cover.  I was going to put it in the last post, but I didn’t want it to overshadow my picture of Michael on safari. Don’t you [...]