Deep-fried Football

Last night, we were invited to join my brothers for the Eagles' game. (They are now the NFC East Champions). Zheng got a taste of what "American brothers" do during a game like this. (I will not repeat some of the things they said to the Cowboys!).

Since my dear husband was a resident of the DFW area for six years, he started cheering for Dallas. Bruce and Blake made it abundantly clear that that would *not* be tolerated.

Last night was also the inauguration of Bruce's girlfriend AD's peanut-oil TFal fryer. We made deep-fried green beans, onion rings, pickles, apples, and oreos. Zheng loved these too, so we have been drafted into Crab Rangoon instruction again on Thursday.

The game was terrific and the company was better. More stops on the "Chinese becoming American" train.

Christmas Present

Dear ones,

Greetings from Pennsylvania! Zheng and I have been here since Christmas Day, and we have been enjoying a lot of rest and relaxation (and family and food).

We are so grateful for the hospitality we have experienced. This is Zheng's first Christmas "up north," to which his response is, "it's cold!"

Today we gathered with my dad's family in Lancaster, and had a lovely but too-short visit with all of them. Now we are tucked in at my brother's with a fire, NFL football, and home-cooked food.

What are your holiday pastimes?

Backlog! (Wedding Rehearsal)

Yes, I know it's not good to begin every entry with "I'm sorry I haven't written." So I will attempt to catch up my readers with blogs. I've made it through an incredibly intense six months. And now my job is to write, and create, and begin to wish everyone the great beginning of 2014!

I didn't have any time to write or post around the wedding. I was too busy wrapping gifts, assigning tables, traveling, keeping jobs going, writing thank-you notes to attendants, or writing checks. 

Here are some photos of our wedding rehearsal. Aying made amazingly beautiful clothes as gifts for my family, as her introduction to them. (Remember how Zheng presented my parents with gifts when he met them?) You will see our beautiful outfits in the photos. 

Memories that I will forever hold from this rehearsal are: my brothers being late because they had to buy dress pants; the same brothers telling the ring bearer and flower girls to "look for monsters under the pews," the terrific food; and a feeling of unbelievable anticipation of the day to come!