My Dad Is Cute

I called my dad yesterday at work 'cos i had missed his call on Sunday. Never thought I'd say this, but my dad is "cute." Now, my dad is the super hard-working, frugal, no-indulgence, no frills type-a-guy. So for me to call him "cute" is a first. We were chatting about my brother (his eldest son)'s upcoming wedding this weekend and he excitedly told me about how he went and bought a new suit, shirt, and tie just yesterday!! (I later found out from my mum that it was a navy suit, light blue shirt, and light blue + red tie.) He also mentioned that he still needs to go buy some shoes. I thought it was only me who was thinking about buying a new suit for the occasion -- who knew it ran in the family?? Unfortunately, my brother decided that the groomsmen (i think there are like 6, because his fiance has 6 bridesmaids -- she said she didn't know how to turn people down!) are all going to wear tuxes...so we are all renting for the big day. I also told him about my new fashion revelation that fitted shirts/suits make a big difference...but he said that he has a pretty standard body. (I'm sure Mr. Ascot Chang (Thank You!) might have something to say about that!) He was audibly excited about the occasion and I'm so happy for him. In all my years, I've never heard him talk about shopping for clothes - and we've definitely never had a conversation about it.

After that I called my mum and asked what she was wearing. She said that she hadn't decided yet and still needed to go shopping...and asked me what she should wear? My poor mother! Taking fashion advice from her fashion-less son.... She really should have broken with Asian values and had herself a daughter. Not only for fashion advice, but she also has been asking me about what finishing and appliances to put in the house that they're building. I hope it won't turn out like Frankenstein because I've only been telling her about what I see in 600 square feet NYC condos...that probably won't look so hot in surburban San Jose.

I think it's about time one of their prodigal sons came through -- that is why they had 3 isn't it? Sunday will be a special day and I'm looking forward to it.

i took a brief look at my blog today, and i'm embarassed....it's really boring... no wonder no one reads it!! but i'm going to try and write better. but i'm an engineer who took all his humanities class in college on pass/fail, never read the books, and now works in finance -- it's no wonder i have zero writing skillz!

just looking around at work...this is what i see on columbus day morning:

-- one of the bosses is out. he's gone for 2 weeks! (how many does he get a year? and who's keeping track???) i've heard that he has been thinking about going to africa to see some christian woman who can raise the dead... if it's true, then i'll go, and if i see it with my own pupils then i'll convert. sorry god, i'm not really one for blind faith. i need some evidence......just a little...

-- another coworker is napping, we call her sleeping beauty. she probably had a rough night... and she says that she's narcoleptic. i wonder if she's narcoleptic on the weekends at brunch with her friends?

-- on the other side is our new bulgarian (or is it hungarian?) recruit. he's a machine and comes from the hallowed halls of mckinsey. i like him, he's nice. but he works too much, and it's making me and sleeping beauty look bad... doesn't he know to not stir the pot? how do you say that in polish?

happy columbus day everyone. an elementary school teacher just told me that she doesn't think chris should be honoured anymore... is it 'cos he's a fraud and copied the pizza and spaghetti from china and then called it his own?

and today, being the 2nd monday in october, is thanksgiving in canada! enjoy your day off! i'll watch your stocks...