As for reality...
the non-fiction aspect of my life...
the oh-so-true, sensical, fathomable aspects of this day-to-day existence...
I am here and getting older and hopefully wiser, lol.
This past weekend was so much fun. Thursday we had the family over. My cousin and her husband visiting from Germany and then my other cousin and her two kids visiting from Spain. We had a nice dinner and no alcohol because since my mother doesn't drink she thinks that no one else does either, *proceeds to roll eyes*. But she made coffee and coffee always makes everyone feel good, especially caribbean coffee. We passed the time watching videos on a projector that my father had stored up in his closet for 25 plus years. We laughed so much and Aixah was so excited and kept on pointing and saying, "baby," the baby being my older cousin and me. I thought it was so cute that she was totally into the video.
Saturday and Sunday was our convention and boy was I wrong about Aixah. She was so well-behaved and everyone was so helpful, offering to watch her every now and then. She even managed to nap for about an hour in the Sat. meeting. The experiences that you hear are so refreshing. I think the one that touched me the most was about the sister remembering the death of her father and how great of a husband and a father he was and just a god-fearing man altogether. I think she made a lot of us cry in the audience.
Sunday afternoon we went out to eat with a group of friends at a steakhouse called, The Living Room. Aixah came with and again she was well-behaved even though she is getting a cold and hadn't napped all day that day. She ate veal and shrimp and calamari and lobster. Our urban baby is all about exquisite dining. I have to post a family picture. It makes me giggle everytime I see Aixah with the roll of bread in her mouth.
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