dma re-visits always spawn reminiscence. went to late night last friday eve. yuee for coffee and eats, grace for societe anonyme exhibit. both of us not really for the badu concert. :P got to also join the private party @ 1717 a la buffet cocktails and dainty bites. fine dining for simple folk in a very ... ethnic ... atmosphere was a pleasant change. but yet more meaningful was talking again to some of the museum service crew from 11.11. we were surprised they remembered. they were surprised we remembered. the balcony view was fairly scenic.... met up w/ some friends for more complimentary starbucks. total yuee consumption (in cups): 4. bedtime: 4 am. not sure if it was the caffeine or the fact that the valet dude somehow cracked his car key that kept him up. :\
didn't get to see either dad yester-father's-day. celebrated early w/ local dad kao @ a new japanese buffet in mckinney (w/ a very unexpected appearance that can only be told in person). dad ong was suddenly in sri lanka for a conference of sorts. weren't too impressed that we couldn't have anything delivered to his room without him having to pay for it himself. :P anyway, we love you both much. how much you influence us. to this day still.
missions trip season. sadly, no go this year for the two of us... but am blessed to be able to send. and pray.
the rains still cometh.
commercialism also cometh. business is building, sprouting all around our 'hood. is good, is bad. what can we say.
frequent reflection is freeing. His goodness He continues to pour as we humbly drink.
