If you're wondering...
Sorry lah, but my parents - The Sohs - are in Rochy, MN. They arrived Sunday midnight/monday morning.
Heh, maybe G thinks nothing's going on but I have been a tad bitty bit stressed out.
Even though I'm officially middle aged, there's nothing like a visit from your mom to get you cleaning up the apartment like mad - lest she casts a disparaging eye over the film of dust that's collected on some improbable crevice.
Drove Gene mad with the cleaning and packing - he has bits of everything, from books to documents to receipts ALL over the place. This obviously creates some conflict, I want to be able to see the table again, but he says that if I clean up the mess he won't be able to find stuff he *strategically* placed in the mess.
Eg: "I know that I put the document under that pile of papers, next to the nail clipper, diagonal from the bronch textbook. If you move it, I won't know where it is..."
You get the idea.
Mom and Dad are staying in the spare room while here - which means I'm getting used to sharing a bathroom with gene again. I tell ya, I'm getting spoiled, I REALLY like having my own closet and bathroom.
Heh, having own bathroom also means that I don't *ahem* have to see the mess in his bathroom and what I don't see, I don't know, and what I don't know; I don't have to clean up after ... although this has backfired on me I realise. When you erhm, *enforce* ignorance for a while, you kinda get pay back... big time. Let's just say I had to clean up gunk a colour that i never knew existed on this earth during the recent before-parents-arrive-cleaning exercise.
But having own bathroom also means that everything in there is all yours! And you can also put in touches you like... like scented soap here and hand towels there without upsetting your partner's space and barang barang. It's lurvely! And if there is a decent closet that you can walk into nearby, even better!
There are some things and concepts I'm definitely plotting and planning to bring home.
Anyway, back to mom and dad. So far (It's been two days) they've seen a bit of the town, the countryside and a casino...
Yah lah, typical Asian parents, they wanted to see the Casinos. In all truthfulness, I have no real affinity for the places. But today, I lucked out.
I put money in the $1 slot machines - not knowing that they were $1 games and relatively high value ones - and won $3 the first round. Cashed out immediately and bought a beer for $2.45 (but had to leave a dollar tip). Looked around for parents to pass them the beer but no luck. The casino was quite large. After trudging back and forth for about 25 minutes, and not finding them.
I sat down again at the same machine, fed in $20 note and on the first try won $10.
Cashed out again... so that $10 paid for... uhm... coffee we had earlier. Pathetic huh?
Eugene is lucking out with home cooked breakfasts prepared by my mom; and I have been kicked back into Sous Chef mode - ie cutting up stuff while mom - as jet lagged as she is - supervises with a keen eye and does the actual frying. I personally this is a rather tragic-comic combination of lurve, ie my poor child, let mommy do it AND complete dismay at my ability, ie my poor child, she's never going to get what being a good nonya cook is, let mommy do it.
Anyhoos, It's 1 am. Am off to bed. Expect a little more radio silence for a while from moi, but will encourage G to blog if he's not too busy. Cheers!