For Tut

Happy Valentine's Day, dearest!

Doing Other Things

Since the symptoms of my disease has worsen, I've been allowing myself to be home bound. I make excuses not to go out and do anything. But this weekend, I pushed myself, made reasons to leave the comfort of my home, and did something.

Firstly, my brother's fiancée and I took my best friend out for her birthday, on Friday. We went to Mr. Sushi in Tower District. The food didn't meet expectation and the service was worse. For the first time in my life, I'd felt discriminated. The servers only came to see us 3 times: take orders, serve our orders, drop of our check. We didn't even get water refills, even though our neighbors were getting their cups refilled. I didn't make a fuss 'cause I'm never returning to that place!

We had Saturday lunch at the Chicken Pie Shop, also in Tower District. Man, the weather was lovely, felt like the coast, sunny with cool air, our hair was shiny, bouncy, clothes fit and felt just right! The crowded area and street, the small distance walk from one shop to another in Tower District, really gave me an out of town feel, as if I was in some unique place of attraction in southern Cali or the bay. Walking in the area was safe too 'cause there were many TD goers, attending to shows in one of the three small theaters, that offers live theatrical performances, perhaps dining at the many restaurants, some offering live music at night, wandering about the unique little shops, or just having a drink at one of the many bars, lounge, and nightclubs that open at night. Yes, that is the night life of Tower District. The place is nice 'cause everything is within walking distance and it's even better now that they've expanded the sidewalk. Not many years ago, the old trees, brushes, and shrubs of Tower District was taken out; in replacement, new trees and flowers were planted. Lighting was added, above, crossing over the street, all up and down the very core of Tower District and it really lit up the place. I love it! I still yet, have more to discover within and about TD.

On Sunday, we had a small little party for my mother's birthday. I'm surprise it didn't cost very much to buy all the foods. Everything turned out pretty good. It was super bowl Sunday some the guys from my sister's apartment also came over and ate.

Khaub poob is mother's favorite dish!

I'd intended to attend the general's funeral on Sunday but became overwhelmed from the birthday party and just stayed home. However, I did attend the funeral on Monday night. We got there at 11 and came home at 1:20. I viewed the general and then we just had to try some of the food, being that the funeral was "fit for a king". The food was actually the best I ever had at a funeral. I left the funeral with memorial program, the daily program, and the thank you note from the family. All these small items will be a good artifact one day!

I also attended the funeral on Tuesday and Wednesday too. Wednesday was the last day; the time for Sam Sab (departure) came. I was fortunate to capture some pretty good photos.

13 buses chartered people to his burial in Santa Ana.

People were asked to kneel until his body passes by.

Lead by tus txiv qeej coj kev.

The general's servicemen.

May you soul find peace and comfort. Thank you for all of your efforts.

After the funeral, we went for breakfast at Batter Up Pancakes in NW Fresno. The restaurant was very cute, very friendly service, and excellent food!

The ever so fluffy pancake and "Trip to the Mound" omelet.

"The Italian" omelet, a perfect replacement for pasta!

My favorite, "Green Eggs and Ham"! Gotta love Pesto sauce!

Because We Are Lovebirds

I made him lovebirds, aren't they cute?

Full Agenda

So much to do with very little time!

First thing on the agenda, is mother's birthday! It's this Friday! I don't know what to do. Her main interest is money. Maybe, we'll just take her out for pho and give her some cash! I still have time to request some time off on Friday!

It's my best friend's birthday on Saturday but we're heading out to Sushi Dey on Friday. I still haven't decide on what to get her yet. Maybe a gift card. I'm getting tired of myself getting her useless things.

I still have yet to plan and save up for my birthday. I'm hoping to out do my sister. LOL! The theme, in mind, is black dress, or statement t-shirt and jeans (a birthday combo with my cousin). I'm also considering getting a keg. Oh yeah, to whom that wears the statement t and jeans, they'll have a chance of winning a prize! What is a birthday without prizes, right? =D And maybe, everyone will go home with a shot cup necklace, can't stress hygiene and sanitation importance, enough!

Valentine's Day is just around the corner, I still have yet to write a love letter to my love! I've gotten him a card and written in it already, yet, that's not enough! A love letter must be sent; sadly, I'm going through a burn out from writing. I haven't written anything since November! Help!

And another important thing coming up is his birthday! It's literally just around the bin! He wants a watch, just told me this morning! I'm still researching. (scratch head)

Other than that, workout is going well. Diet isn't so good but will pick up soon!

Be well!

Meal Plan

Eating 6 small meals and or having 3 meals and two snacks in between is simply not doable for me. I just can't remember to eat that much. Thanks to the mentally in my teenage years, that I shouldn't be eating too much.

Starting now, I'm going to have 3 large meals. I learn that if I eat more, it'll last me longer and I won't get the munchies. So, I guess, in a sense, I'm eating more, to consume less. LOL!

I also found that this consumption plan assists in keeping my blood sugar more consistent, as opposed to my prior eating habits.

I'm glad to finally find something that is favorable to me. I'll give this plan of eating 3 large meals a day, a try and really evaluate if it's beneficial as I believe to be.

Getting Back On Track

I've been so bad all summer. I got too sidetracked. I've got no one to blame but myself.

Anyway, I told myself last week that I'll get back on track again. I've been wanting a new phone and that was what I'd intended to do with my next check but it's better that I invest that money into gym membership. I think I got my diet and eating habits down. I just want to get back into my exercise routine. I really miss that. I've been making up too many excuses not to workout but now, I really want to, need to workout.

Another thing I need to get on is testing my glucose. I haven't been doing so routinely. But I told myself last week that I needed to be serious about my diabetes. So I started off good this morning. I got out of bed instead of lying in it until the late morning. I started my laundry, tested my glucose, and ate breakfast, which consisted of a tablespoon of peanut butter. I've been feeling well all morning. It's almost time for a little snack! Perhaps a nectarine will do, I'm feeling healthy!

Unforgettable Things

It was the anniversary of our second month of knowing each, or so he calls it. Funny how he never intended to be romantic with me but reminds of me of such small sentimental things. That night, as we were bidding our farewell for the night, he finally showed his true feelings for me. “I’m becoming undone.”, he said, “I love you, baby.”. I not only knew it but, felt it then that he’s becoming more than what he’d wanted to be. For the first time, I’m convinced and flattered and that he would feel such a way for me. Since then, our relationship has changed for the better and it’s reaching a new dawn.

Lately, his phone hasn’t been charging too well. I fear and hate that soon, I won’t be able to interact with him as I would like, not to mention, hear his voice. But I’m dismissing my desires and feelings ‘cause I want the best for him. This small sacrifice is nothing compare to the great reward of his homecoming in 9 years. 9, that is such a magical number to me. Every time something good or optimistic happens to me, it has an association with 9. That’s what I told him too. 9 years is nothing compared to our life time together. He is the choice of a companion. When he comes home, I want to be able to provide for him, love, family, friendship, wifehood, everything that will bring him a happy attitude and a daily smile. When he’s content, I am as well. When he explodes with joy, I get the best feeling.

He’s quite clever. He came up with a way of keeping me attached to him. He wants me to get a tattoo of his name, along my shoulder blade. That’s a sexy spot for a tattoo, he believes. It’s such a shame that he doesn’t acknowledge how attached I already am with him. Getting that tattoo is no big deal with me, however. I’d agreed to get it done after our first visit. He’s getting one of my name too. As if the tattoo aren’t enough, he wants us to make things between us “official”, become one, husband and wife. Last night, he asked me why am I hesitant to do so? What am I shy about?

How does one respond to such a question over the phone? Is he serious? Is this possibility of not talking to me regularly getting to him? Is he that quick to put a ring on me?

Just let me say this. I am not afraid. I am not hesitant nor am I shy. I only want what is best for him. When we first talked, he’d already told me that he doesn’t want any distraction. And I will honor his request. For me to be his wife while he isn’t here, I don’t know how much of that he’ll be able to handle. I know that I’m a good, faithful person but that won’t constitute for anything in the future. He’s doing so great, I don’t want to be the one to cut him down. I don’t want anyone to cut him down. I love him, I know it and I feel it. I’m certain that no matter where we go, our love and respect for each is unforgettable. No one leaves a good thing, not even for the better.