Breakfast with Cindy

Had a chance to catch up with Cindy over breakfast at King's Hawaiian Restaurant. I haven't had breakfast there in many years now, and I've forgotten how delicious the bakery smells. I've been so busy lately with school so it was nice to see old friends again.

Mass Blogging

After being MIA for some time now, I'm back to blogging. I've been busy studying for physio, nutrition, working on speeches, mastering inferential statistics, and putting together my nursing school applications.

Just finished my third of four physio exams, and I feel pretty confident. If I can manage 97% in the class, I don't need to take the final. So far, I'm on the right track.

I'm writing my speech on switching from plastic water bottles to drinking from the tap/filtered water from the tap. Hopefully that goes well.

Statistics was interesting last week because the power went out during lecture (rolling blackouts to help fight the fires). It's a Saturday class in the bottom of the library, which meant that there wasn't much campus staff around to let us know what was going on, and that there were no windows to let some sunlight in.

Nursing school applications are due soon. University application for CSULB due November 30th--I just need to send my transcripts. Nursing application for CSULA due January 8th--waiting on final grades for this semester and one more recommendation letter. Tracking down transcripts is such a pain and quite costly. Transcripts from Narbonne, AP scores, El Camino, Harbor, and UCLA. All I need now are my transcripts with this semester's final grades. Grad school, here I come...

Yoga

Michelle and I decided to add yoga to our exercise plan. We were shocked to hear that Dan and Mark were excited to give it a try too. Andrew wasn't as excited, but I managed to convince him to join. See how relaxed Dan is?

It's been about three years since I've practiced yoga. Now I remember how much I loved the classes I took with the roomies at UCLA (especially since they were only $17 a quarter). I also remember how strenuous it can be. I was a little disappointed that I've lost so much flexibility since my last yoga session. My downward-facing dog needs some work.

In the end, Mark felt dizzy and sat out for a while, Andrew's feelings remained the same, pretty much indifferent, and Dan committed to becoming the best yogi he can be. He even bought himself his very own yoga mat (my stone floors aren't ideal for yoga).

Namaste.

Another Xena Binge

I'm starting to believe Xena has binge-eating disorder. While no one was looking, she managed to devour a can of almonds (I'm convinced she would've had two if she were able to open the second can), a box of candied nuts, some kind of Sees candy (thankfully not chocolate), and a box of six of my weight loss shakes (unfortunately chocolate). This was recently.

In the past she has binged on two batches of my freshly-baked red velvet cupcakes, wrappers included, a whole tray of Korean BBQ, boxes of silk soy milk, packages of Top Ramen, boxes of stonewheat crackers, large bags of peanuts, sunflower seeds, my mom's butong pakwan (a special request from PI) and lots of other stuff I've forgotten. On many occasions she has also knocked down the trash can we keep all of the dog food in, feasting on not only her food, but Ace's and Sonic's as well. She also enjoys harvesting from my dad's vegetable garden, helping herself to his Russian tomatoes, cherry tomatoes, Chinese parsley, and kabocha squash. She has stolen mangoes, persimmons, bananas, and coconuts off the counter.

Well, she's highly-intelligent and resourceful at least.

I think Ace has bulimia nervosa. I know this sounds weird, but it seems like he watches his weight. And he likes to eat grass to vomit every once in a while.

And Sonic has pica. He's obsessed with eating socks, undergarments, and my mom's slippers.

Interesting group of dogs...

Poor Fish

This fish died, actually fried, screaming. Sad. Reminds me of the scene in Finding Nemo when Marlin and Dory struggle to breathe because they land on the docks, right before the pelican (was it a pelican?) scoops them up into his beak to save them. Well, except for the being saved part, because I definitely enjoyed eating this little guy.

Wine and Cheese Update

My parents went to the San Antonio Winery in Downtown Los Angeles one weekend. Didn't think there was a winery right there near Chinatown. Here's my dad with a glass of Stella Rosa and the Sunday paper. I actually like this wine--probably because it has such low alcohol content.

Today's Mail

No good.

Mommy's Rollercoaster

Had lunch at Tasty Garden in Alhambra a couple weeks ago. On the ride home, Colleen and I noticed that my mom holds onto those handles in the car with both hands. Even Grandma only used one hand.

Intolerance

The road to freedom is a difficult, hard road. It always makes for temporary setbacks.
—Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr.

Ultimately, America’s answer to the intolerant man is diversity, the very diversity which our heritage of religious freedom has inspired.
—Robert F. Kennedy

Law and justice are not always the same. When they aren't, destroying the law may be the first step toward changing it.
--Gloria Steinem

Intersectionality Theory

Muscle Physiology Lab

Dorsiflex!