Of life and death II

My coworker Lianne had her baby boy KJ (Kevin James) last night just past midnight. He’s the couple’s first child. Celeste and I went to see the baby and mommy around lunch time, taking with us flowers on behalf of the company and a camera. Good Samaritan Hospital was not very far from our office. We could’ve walked but we weren’t in sensible shoes for that kind of a hike so we had a little adventures on the Dash getting there and back. The call that set the entire thing in motion came in this morning. Lianne called to report...
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Of life and death

Justin’s mom Toni passed on today. Please keep the family in your prayer. I am sure Olaina will update the blog as soon as they all can get their heads around it. People say death seems to come in three. For us, it’s more like four. First, Shane’s uncle passed away almost 2 months ago. A week or so after that, Nhien’s aunt. Then about the same time Toni went to the hospital, Erik’s relative passed away. And now we wrapped the sweep with Toni. Life does come and go in seasons. I mean, at some point, your friends were...
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Yarrgh

Finally saw Pirates of the Caribbean. One word of advice: Just go in and enjoy the ride. Don’t think about it too much. I did just that. And I had a blast. Then again, we almost had a private theater. It was me and B and 2 other ladies at the other end of the theater. That’s it. For those who’ve seen it, highlight the next part to read a little more. Otherwise, skip to the bottom, you. I–actually we–want a wedding like that! LOL. Gosh. How awesome would that be! A pirate wedding, on a ship. I’ll take a...
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Spill

Over on Justin & Olaina’s side, they’re waiting for Justin’s mom to die. It’s any day now. Since Justin’s mom’s started down this recent path, I was forced to face the same road my mom will eventually take. Mom is not going to come out of this one alive. My dad said this a long time ago and none of us wanted to listen. My dad, the man who was in denial for the longest time that his baby daughter was in love and would eventually get married and live in America. Mr. Denial was the first one to embrace...
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A new hope

I somehow managed to drop my card wallet from my backpack outside of my car on my way to the bus stop this morning. In that wallet, I have my brand new bus pass and an ATM card of my other bank along with all of those movie watcher passes and old student ID. When I couldn’t find the wallet at the bus stop, I thought I might have left it at the house. Thank goodness for my emergency bus fare I had stowed away in one of my backpack’s pockets. Or else I would have to use my $5...
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Day of rest

After a super productive Saturday, Brandon and I holed up in our apartment for a day of rest. Yesterday, with the one oven, I baked 10 dozen of cookies (the batters yielded 2 dozen and 3 cookies more than I needed for the AIDS Walk order), and made a fantastic dinner of Roman-style chicken and roasted potatoes. Originally, we were just feeding ourselves and Olaina who came over while Justin was off at a bachelor party. But her brother Neil happened to be in the neighborhood so he joined us as well. With the one set of washer and dryer...
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