Carl: Dinner is like a tourist attraction for your camera.
Me: I'm Asian, be thankful we're not at Disneyland.
Carl: True...(in between a giant mouthful of food) Cheese!
Friday:
We got cleaned the house and got bedrooms ready for Dad, Apbun and Kim. We also ventured out to look at some cars. Texas is probably the best place to get a new used car! We called one dealership on a vehicle we saw online. When we got there, they had washed, detailed and pulled the car around. John, the car salesman, had the keys in his hands when we pulled up. THAT'S service right there!
Saturday:
I got to sleep in until 7:30! I suppose 2 hours after my internal alarm clock was pushing it because I shot up out of bed like I had missed a train...LOL. Everyone drove into town around 1:30 a.m. I made my dad a cup of Sleepytime Tea and partook of a cup with honey for myself. We talked until about 3:00 a.m. and went to bed.
We had one heck of an exciting day! Annie, William and Anna were going to Laos. Since the protestors have stormed the Bangkok Airport, they were not able to land in Thailand. Dad bought plane tickets to Hanoi, Vietnam instead. When they went to board the flight, the airline woudn't let them board because Vietnam is now requiring a Vietnamese Visa to connect in Hanoi because of the Taj Mahal and Bangkok problems. OK, some of you have heard this too many times, but I can't help how funny I find it to be! (I now know where my telephone sass come from.) So dad's trying to get the Visa thing straightened out and he's talking to a lady at the airlines over the phone. He says, and I quote, "Ohhhhh. So I need a specialist. (Pauses and calmly starts again in all seriousness.) I don't have one of those. I have you and you're special so look it up. Please." Bwah-ha-ha-ha-ha!!! I almost died! We were in the truck in the Chinatown parking lot when he waived for us to go a head and walk around without him so I didn't get a chance to hear any more quick wit out of him...anyhow.
Houston Chinatown
We ate Pho at Pho 24. It took Kim and Carl's English, Apbun's and My Laos to absolutely confuse our waiter during 10 minutes of ordering. It took my dad 10 seconds to clear it all up in his perfect Vietnamese. LOL!
We were then off to NASA Space Center. I don't have any pcsyet...see later.
Afterwards, we drove down to Galveston Island to see what was there, what was demolished and what had been rebuilt since Hurricane Ike. I did't happen to get any picturs but when Kim or Apbun send some I will post them. It was amazing. Some of the buildings that were on the water had nothing but broken poles in the water... So very sad!
When we got back to the house, Annie called from Los Angeles International Airport and said there were still problems, so Dad booked a flight to LA. Carl and Apbun took him to the airport 10 minutes later.
Carl was very tired so he went off to bed with the Bubster-Boscoe-Butt. Kim, Apbun and I went to see Twilight. It was everything I knew it wouldn't be (The movies are NEVER as good as the book) yet, it was everything I knew it would be. I'm gonna have to just re-read the books though. Reading is like Church. People can tell you what they think something means and it may help with your own perception, however, it will never be as dear to yor heart as your own interpretation.
Sunday:
We got up and had some breakfast before venturing out to take the kiddos for some more sightseeing. The left on Sunday and really wanted to do some other "fun things". "Muh-unh she heyt young mowun deh?" Translation, "Tomorrow, what else fun are we going to do?" So went to:
I got my eye on this Nativity Scene by Jim Shore for my 2008 Collector's piece:
Afterwards we ventured to The Woodlands Mall:
It was gorgeous!
We came home to eat lunch before they headed on their way back to Kansas. I really miss everybody so hopefully we can plan something even more fun for Christmas!
P.S. Does anyone else in the world LOVE chewy Whoppers like I LOVE CHEWY WHOPPERS!? Now, now, before you get worked up or grossed out...they do not MAKE chewy whoppers, but sometimes, ustsometimes, I'm lucky and I get one that isn't crunchy. In fact, I loath crunchy Whoppers!! I'm either sorely disappointed or radiantly trumphant when eating these malted milk balls. Wanna know the travesty of this situation? Most people get the chewy ones when it's too late to give them to me. I always think about ths when I'm sad, it gives me hope. I think to myself, "At least I'm not eating a crunchy Whopper." LOL.
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