i'm a really sentimental person. husband says that's why i'm sort-of a pack-rat. everything that has a special memory, i have to keep. but, i'm getting better.
last week thursday they knocked down our neighbors house across the street. damn, i forgot to take a before picture. i always forget to take before pictures. anyway, even though it's not our house, i felt really sad. i know this is stupid but i thought what if houses had personalities and feelings. our house must have been crying since they have been friends for almost sixty years. that's one of the things i love about our house...old friends and neighbors for generations. i asked the mrs how did it felt to see it being smashed. as i watched with her i thought it's like seeing your whole life being demolished. all the memories, hard work and comfort being lost. she said the initial smash was hard. i thought it was so destructive. but, i guess there is no other way to knock down a house. the good news is their son is going to have a new house rebuilt. two stories and brand new everything. geez, it's going to be really nice. yet, even if we had enough money to rebuild, i know i could never knock down our house. too many memories.
okay, now i have some humor for those of you who live in hawaii. just a little while ago i heard babybug screaming loudly, "CHI CHI BALL! I WANT CHI CHI BALLS!" i asked husband what was going on. he said, "she wants a CHAR SIU BAU. i'm heating it up in the microwave now!" we looked at the big round char siu bau when it came out of the micro and busted out laughing.
