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Call me crazy

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But I’m really starting to want to have a baby. I think.

Right now they’re everywhere in my life! My best friend just had a little baby girl yesterday afternoon (A St. Paddie’s Day baby! She’ll be a lucky girl!) and I’m so excited and happy for her. Five of my co-workers at the grocery store are having babies. FIVE. (I don’t drink the water in the staff room!) An old friend’s sister just had her second on Sunday and another friend’s sister had her first in January. And not to mention all the bloggers I follow out there!

Honestly, as much as I want to start a family right now, I know I’m not ready. Kyle and I are desperately saving for a house right now and we both want steady, sturdy jobs before any of that happens. Career, house, marriage, baby. That’s the order of operations for us. Okay, baby and marriage may be switched since we’re already living in sin, but who knows. (I say shotgun, you say ___?)

So smack me the next time I say I want a baby. Well, at least when I say I want one right now. We’re just not ready. We’d have to put A LOT of things on hold, and a house is our priority right now. Yes. For now I’ll live vicariously through my friend in Fort St. John and have fun with my little niece!

And now, what our children “will” look like, courtesy of MakeMeBabies.com:

What an evil looking kid!

Where does it go?

Posted in Dilemmas, Friends, Growing Up, Life by

Friendship is a funny thing. When you’re young, you’re bold and walk up to anyone on the playground, asking them innocently “Do you want to be my friend?” They say yes and the memories start being made.

Today, you find new friends where you can. Forced socialization during your university classes, coworkers you get along with, the significant others of your significant other’s friends; the list goes on. Some of these friendships end up being strong, sturdy friendship that last forever; others will  simply be acquaintances where you say a simple “Hey, how’s it going?” in the grocery store or a generic “Happy Birthday, have a good one!” on Facebook.

I have never had a friend where I could not talk to them for three or more months and then meet up with them and have it be like we were never apart. I have friends who I don’t see in that amount of time, but I still talk to them.

It’s a strange feeling when you think you’re losing a friend. You send them texts and messages and they don’t reply, or you get a strained “Hello, Goodbye” in passing. It’s super confusing when you once considered the person your best friend. Do you keep trying or do you let them come to you when they’re ready, going on with life as you normally do? Do you ask them, “Hey, are we still friends or what?” or ignore it?

My friends mean the world to me and it’s confusing when they stop talking to you for no apparent reason. An explanation would be nice.

Why are friendships sometimes more work than they should be? Where do they go when they suddenly disappear?

Gung Hay Fat Choy

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Image found here

For those who don’t know, I’m half Chinese. I get a lot of looks from people trying to figure out “what I’m made of” and when I tell them, the usually reply “Oh, I can see it now.” My younger cousins, who are younger than me, look way more Asian than I do. Anyway, this is all beside the point.

Yesterday marked the beginning of the Chinese New Year, more specifically, the year of the Tiger, a.k.a. MY year! (Or anyone else who was born in 1986. I guess I’ll share.) I’m quite proud of my Chinese heritage. My great-grandfather came over to Canada with his family (my grandfather) and they settled in my hometown, starting up a general store and making an impact. (There’s a photo of my great-grandpa, grandpa and great-uncle in the local museum). My dad is a first-generation Canadian and tries to keep our Chinese heritage alive.

When I was born, my grandparents (who had since moved from my hometown to Vancouver) wanted to help raise me. My mom didn’t like the idea of me being away I suppose, so I never got to. I really wish I could speak Chinese, like really really wish. I know I could take language courses at the university, but sometimes, I wish I knew it naturally.

One day, when the Vancouver Olympics aren’t going on at the same time as Chinese New Year’s, I’d like to go down to Vancouver and take in the sights. The last time I was there was in 2007, but we had to leave the day of the parade so we never watched it. I did get some photos in Chinatown, like this Fu Dog outside a store:


Anyway, I hope every appreciates their family’s history and where they came from. It makes us who we are and will always be a part of us. Gung Hay Fat Choy! (Happy New Year!)

Now tell me, do you add “In bed” to the end of YOUR fortune cookie fortune?