But to my surprise, he was still nice to me. Have I told you how much I love this doctor? He is the best! Not that he didn't scold me… but that I know he's always looking out for my best interest. He thinks outside of the box and doesn't give up and say, "Sorry, that's it for you". I don't know how he remembers me when I only see him a few times a year, but he asks me about my job, my family… I'm not in and out in 5 minutes. He'll spend as much time as he needs to, explaining things to me. I can go on and on about how great a person he is. Anyway, doctors like that are rare. I wish I could give him a gold medal.

He plugged up the tear ducts again on my left eye. This left eye has been a real bugger these few days. I can see clearly though! Oh, how I love clear vision! But I feel like there is constantly something in my eye. They've both been crazy red these past few days. I look like someone from a horror movie. Still, that does not stop me from watching Korean dramas.

I am turning over a new leaf. I will start using the eyedrop medication again starting today!

 

You know I won't be planting one of these trees anywhere near my house.
Missing Taiwan... especially the food and the being-on-vacation.

It happened while we were at work. You knew who was Californian and who wasn't by their reactions. I just sat at my desk, shifted my eyes around, and waited it out - hoping this wasn't the Big One. My boss did the right thing and took cover under a table. A contractor from India later asked her, "What were you doing?" Hahaha.

My Parents live closer to the heart of the quake. My Mom said that they were fine. However, their bookshelves were about to topple over and my Dad goes over to hold them up. "Only the animals (figurines) on top of the bookshelves fell over."

Oh my goodness, what if it was the Big One? He better not do that next time!

She got her fingers all cut up, bloody and with cuts on various fingers. But instead of showing her concern, I said, "I told you not to stick your fingers in the fan!" And then I walked away from the wailing Amy. I was feeling bad that she got hurt, but I had to remain tough. I feel bad to this day. 

Man, I was so mean!

I am nice now… most of the time.

They're laughing and laughing. I don't know what they're talking about, but it's not like an office laugh. It's a fun laugh. I love it.

I enjoy seeing/hearing people having a good time.
It's put me in a good mood.

I was digging through my stuff that night and chanced upon a rough draft of what I wrote for Grandpa's memorial booklet. That was 3 years ago. How interesting, I haven't seen this piece of paper since back then.

I miss him. These few days I miss him especially much, this man of faith, our quiet Grandpa. How he spoke truth into our lives. Encouraged us in our faith. Told random jokes. He didn't speak very much after his stroke, but when he did, what authority. His prayers especially, so full of conviction of God's faithfulness. This man who walked with God 90 some years.

I miss how he used to offer us snacks when we visited his room. He had so much! He'd say, "How can I not treat my guests?" He'd pull out one snack after another. He'd give us bags of snacks to try or he'd pour them out on his hand and hand it to us. Though some of them were stale, we'd eat them anyway and that'd make him happy. Grandma would talk to us and he'd sit there quietly watching us or laugh at our antics. Then he'd offer us more snacks… wanting us to stay longer.

This was drawn by Cherry. She'll be in 2nd grade come fall. I brought the picture home and is currently displayed on our fridge.

When you feel sick and you need to lie down.
When you're way too tired to be productive and need to take a quick nap.
Instead of going home sick for the rest of the day, or half working and half dying, employees can go there to rest a bit.

It should be dimly lit with some white noise. With beds and curtains for privacy.
Or even like a Japanese capsule you can crawl into... and then you can shut the door... so you don't hear the snorers.
And some sort of alarm to let you know it's time to get up and go back to work.

That's what I need right now. I think about this very often.
Or allow me to sleep under my desk, George Costanza style.

Today marks my 10 year anniversary with this company. I can't believe it's been a whole decade. So much has happened in 10 years. It went by so fast.

Will the next 10 go as fast?