Enjoyable

Two weeks passed so fast. Search goes on and it's getting tiresome. The new homes look so good. But small yard. But then, how much of the yard have we really used? Not even in summer. Yeah, we can excuse ourselves - it's not our house, does not feel the same, blah blah blah. Seriously, in the one year we've had this big yard, I think I can count the number of times I step out to the deck on one, okay most definitely two hands. That's how much I have used the yard. The Boy barely steps out except to take out the thrash every Wednesday night. House on big lot sounds good, especially to Asians where the need to have title to a piece of earth has always been in the DNA. Still, a new house looks so nice. Please please may I? The offers and counter offers and the termite inspections, house inspections, et nauseum, are a source of stress I can do without. And the price is not out of our reach yet. Please? 5,000 sq ft is good enough for me.

Enough of woes.

Last Saturday, the Man and I went to our very first ever football game. A friend gaves us two tickets, including car parking. And we cheered loudly each time CAL scored a touchdown. Results? CAL thrashed Washington State 49 to 17. Go Bears! It was a most pleasant way to pass a Saturday. Beautiful weather too. Couldn't ask for more. Especially with the Man who would never ever go to a game. Except this time round no one else would go with me and we have the tickets. Happily, he enjoyed the game as much as I did, I think.

And the evening before, we joined 10 sets of retired couples, all members of the SIR, to dinner somewhere in Livermore. Don't ask me where. We went in Jim' Quon's car with his wife, Joyce, and Gerald with the earring and his wife, Anne. Squeezed between the Man and Gerald with the earring, I was just focused on the conversation going on in the front row and did not pay attention to the journey. The six of us in Jim's family car. Never known a saloon to be a six-seater but there you have it. You learn something new everyday. Before we were allowed to eat, everyone had to introduce himself/herself and only I got an applause - as someone from Singapore growing roots in the US of A. Going out on these SIR events are fun - I get to be the youngest! Everyone of them is decades older. Maybe we should join them more often. The food that night - chicken and sausage paella - was not great and a tad pricey for the quality and quantity but having the fewest wrinkles and least gray hairs and the company of seniors is GOOD for my spirit :).