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Sep. 2nd, 2006 09:27 pmI went back to the ethnic clothing store and got some mary janes. The blue were too small, so I got black embroidered with pink.
We went bowling today with Mariannette and Rene. Kid's aren't allowed to bowl (?) but we let them anyway. No one said anything to us. Next we all met up with Scott and family, and a student (Margo) for dinner at our favorite Chinese restaurant. We had a private room which I love because the kids can just be themselves and I'm not embarrassed/stressed out about it. Oh, and at the bowling alley we saw a crane machine game filled with packs of cigarettes. Yes, the prize was cigarettes.
We are enrolling the kids in Taekwando on Monday. Is 4 lessons a week too often? And how does one spell Taekwando anyway?
And now for the story of the day: When Chris and I were coming home yesterday, our taxi driver was quite chatty. Chris sat in the front while I sat in the back, gazing out the window and pretty much lost in my own thoughts. They were speaking Chinese so it's not like I could join in the conversation. I notice that the taxi driver glances back at me and then asks Chris a question. I know the word for wife, so I knew Chris was telling him that I was his wife. The taxi driver than replied with something that made both him and Chris laugh uproariously. Ok, what is all that about? When it is obvious that someone is talking about you and then they start laughing their heads off, it causes major paranoia.
Turns out the driver said to Chris "You need to quit eating all the food and give her some! Look at you! You're so fat and she's wasting away to nothing!"
Well, I've never been told that before! I thinks it's very funny how shameless the Chinese are about telling foreigners they're fat. I suppose they figure we know how fat we are. They don't realize we all try to live in denial!
We went bowling today with Mariannette and Rene. Kid's aren't allowed to bowl (?) but we let them anyway. No one said anything to us. Next we all met up with Scott and family, and a student (Margo) for dinner at our favorite Chinese restaurant. We had a private room which I love because the kids can just be themselves and I'm not embarrassed/stressed out about it. Oh, and at the bowling alley we saw a crane machine game filled with packs of cigarettes. Yes, the prize was cigarettes.
We are enrolling the kids in Taekwando on Monday. Is 4 lessons a week too often? And how does one spell Taekwando anyway?
And now for the story of the day: When Chris and I were coming home yesterday, our taxi driver was quite chatty. Chris sat in the front while I sat in the back, gazing out the window and pretty much lost in my own thoughts. They were speaking Chinese so it's not like I could join in the conversation. I notice that the taxi driver glances back at me and then asks Chris a question. I know the word for wife, so I knew Chris was telling him that I was his wife. The taxi driver than replied with something that made both him and Chris laugh uproariously. Ok, what is all that about? When it is obvious that someone is talking about you and then they start laughing their heads off, it causes major paranoia.
Turns out the driver said to Chris "You need to quit eating all the food and give her some! Look at you! You're so fat and she's wasting away to nothing!"
Well, I've never been told that before! I thinks it's very funny how shameless the Chinese are about telling foreigners they're fat. I suppose they figure we know how fat we are. They don't realize we all try to live in denial!