I know it's easy & quite hyperbolic to say today/yesterday/that Tuesday last week was The Best Day Ever. I know it is. But, honestly, yesterday was one of the best days I've ever had. I couldn't have possibly asked for a better or fuller 'triple header' of a date.
At noon, K picked me up for a Dumpling Hour lunch in Flushing. We proceeded to eat like pigs, and joke around about how they were very likely charging us double or triple prices since neither of us speak or undestand Chinese (he said he does when he's in China for a while but not so much on the streets). After lunch, we went to my mom's favorite bakery to pick up coconut pastries for her and red bean ones for my sister (I'm a green tea kind of girl myself). We also went to an Asian grocery store to pick up some spices and tea for his mom and sister. We ended up getting a couple things for ourselves too, little eiffel tower 'French' cookies from Taiwan for me and little Razzle-like strawberry candies (he made me try one later that night) that remind K of his childhood ("I haven't seen these since I was ten!").
By the time the Flushing jaunt was wrapped up, we were sitting in his car, attempting to escape the stifling 88 degrees of heat & humidity outside and realized it was only about three o'clock, giving us literally the whole day ahead of us.
We pondered what to do, K asked if we could go to a baseball game, my dad said yes right away when I called him to ask and I asked K if we could maybe meet up with my grandparents in Brooklyn for a little while.
He easily said yes, and I called them both. My grandmother was busy at work, likely until six thirty, too close to the timing of the game, but my grandfather actually has an office in Queens so we drove over to see him.
It was K's first time meeting him and I must say, I was super impressed! They got on so well, and it was just like every clicked. I feel like he's the type of guy that just fits so seamlessly into my family, it's very comforting.
After stopping by for the grandpa chat, we were dismissed when my grandpa realized he had to make an important delivery around four thirty so K and I went back home to drop of the bakery items.
The game was really exciting because the Mets actually won! Also, it was cool that K just happened to go to school with the bartender and we had some giftcards for the Mets shop so we had some fun burning those up too.
I'm a little sheepish to say too, that we waited online for nearly an hour for a Shake Shack milkshake.
Maybe.
The dogs in the below photos are Coop (left) and Clarabelle (right), my aunt's prized pitbulls (or American Staffordshire Terriers, as she insists on calling them). They are absolutely adorable. Just two balls of energy with these big soulful eyes and cute doggy experessions. They also do some pretty sweet tricks...I'll have to ask my brother if he posted the video of Coop 'speaking' and begging on youtube.
We went to my aunt's house last Sunday for Father's Day.
I know I didn't do a Father's Day post this year. I did a really long one last year though, so I guess I wasn't super compelled to spill my heart out again this year.
Besides, anyone that knows me well (or has been reading my blog for a while) knows that I am a complete Daddy's Girl. I love my Daddy. And Father's Day was fun. I also was pretty impressed with the dessert spread, I should have taken a picture. Rita's homegrown strawberry rhubarb pie was the talk of the backyard and Danielle's tropical cake with pineapple and coconut was super yummy.
It was also very sweet to watch my uncle's grandchildren frolicking about in a tiny little kiddie pool with water guns and the kind of enthusiasm that you don't see often enough in the over-five-years-old crowd. It was just a really nice day. Also, not too hot! Nice and cool, without a single raindrop.
I also am going to confess to avoiding Post Secret this week and probably next because I don't think I could take the sadness of the Father's Day posts.
This week is shaping up to be super cool.
Tonight I'm going to dinner after work with my neighbor, Peggy.
I think she is one of the few people in my neighborhood that will actively miss me when I'm gone--I can't say I've had the best or nicest neighbors over the years...
*title from 'But, Honestly by the Foo Fighters.
y o u g o t m y s u n s h i n e.
Did you all have a nice Father's Day weekend?
Doing anything fun this week?
xx
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