I eat that turkey
Then I take a nap"
Mom and dad went to see Gramma and Grampa P down in good ol' DeeeeeeLand, Florida. It was a long car ride, but I was a good girl. I kept my shoes on the whole time.
While we were there, mom and dad stopped by Won Lee to take pictures.
Dad: *taking boring old pictures*
Me: Dad! Dad! Dad! Can I be in the picture? Dad! Dad! I want to be in the picture! DAD!

Dad: *sigh* OK, Molli... Get in the picture...
Me: Can you see me good?
Dad: *sigh* Yes. We can see you very well.
Me: Are there boogers in my nose?
Dad: *sigh* No. There are no boogers.

And you know what else? I'll bet there is a cheesiness test to become a certified grampa. Not only is Grampa J cheesy (remember the fun-guys joke)... Grampa P is cheesy as well! See?

After that, mom and dad stopped at the Family Book Shop to browse. Among all the things that mom and dad like, they really like books. While dad focuses on science fiction and classics, mom reads silly things like Ramona the Brave.
Then we went for a mini-meet with Sarah at Bellini's. Mom loves Bellini's! She's been going there for at least 20 years now. The food is delish and it's been family-run since it opened. Yay - support small businesses!
So Mom and Sarah met on a Flickr Re-ment swap group. We traded some appliances for her breakfast set. Yippee!

Sarah introduced us to Dolls of DeLand. What an interesting place! It's mostly porcelain dolls and what-not, but the lady that runs it is really nice.


After that, mom and dad hung out with Gramma P. They bought a terrific pizza from their friend Manuel at Angelina's Pizzeria. Hmm... If it wasn't Thanksgiving, you would think it was Italian Food Week with all of mom and dad's restaurant choices.
For Thanksgiving, there was lots of food - both American and Chinese! What a strange combination, but I think it worked out well. We had turkey, stuffing, and mashed potatoes alongside roast pork, duck, and cuttlefish.



Isn't it great that we live in a country that is such a melting pot of cultures?
Dad is learning to speak a lot of Cantonese these days. Once, he asked Gramma P if she had paint (instead of oil) for cooking, but he did really well most of the time! Gramma and Grampa P are mighty proud of daddy.
After dinner, everyone played mahjong - just like the Pilgrims used to do.

Poor mommy. Dad was nice to not gloat. He knows all the Chinese numbers in mahjong, but mom doesn't. Being Chinese apparently doesn't help her at all. Thankfully, Grampa P made her a cheat sheet.

Zelda and I don't know how to play mahjong, so we tried making angel shapes in the mahjong tiles. They were too big and heavy, so that wasn't too much fun. Plus, we were getting in the way.

So we played with the Rock'em Sock'em set that Gramma P bought us at Hallmark. I am now a Rock'em Sock'em master and beat Zelda 87 to 3. She's too nice. I play to win.


Well, regardless of who won or who ate the most or who burped the loudest, I give thanks for family and food and fun! Have a wonderful weekend everyone!





































