Thursday, November 29, 2007
Wednesday, November 28, 2007
So, I received the official hardcover of the Year of the Rat! With my second novel and a third one on its way, I feel like I can honestly call myself an author/illustrator, instead of "just" an illustrator. This is much like Fabio in the movie Zoolander:
"Yes! Yes! With this 'slash' award, it means that you consider me the best actor/model, and not the other way around. "
Sunday, November 25, 2007
But that's hard to do when the families stroke my mural-ego. While there, the Mckneally clan insisted that I get the honor of marking Maia's first height on the growth chart tree. Maia was not that happy about it.
But everyone else was. I particularly was glad that she was in this picture because then officially I am not the shortest one.
So altogether the Lin-Mckneally get-together was quite a success. Hey, and you know what? Kappy, my 4-month year old nephew is pretty cute too. Maybe in 20 years or so Kappy and Maia can get together and then we can really be family.
Friday, November 23, 2007
ButI guess riding a bike is like "riding a bike." My Dad certainly proved that, by whizzing on the bike path proudly showing his one-handed technique.
We even made it to Spy Pond, took some father-daughter bonding photos,
and sister-bonding photos.
After which we returned home, where my mom (despite our protests) spent the afternoon slaving away on our traditional Thanksgiving dinner: Chinese rice noodles, stir fried vegetables, tea eggs, and the obligatory roasted turkey. The laboring was really unnecessary as all the food could have been prepared quickly as soon as we returned. Well, all except for the the turkey. She insisted on cooking that with hours of oven time-- "American-Style." She felt to do otherwise would be unpatriotic. Personally, I think the pilgrims wouldn't have minded if she had gone on the bike ride instead.
Monday, November 19, 2007
Friday, November 16, 2007
I had the distinct honor of being the family's first visitor, arriving at Maia's 22nd hour of life outside the womb.
This is me holding the baby. She is so adorable I entertain thoughts of stealing her away. Which I decide against, considering the parents do know where I live. Notice the firm grasp Ranida keeps on me and the baby, just in case.
Anyway, stealing the baby would make all the rooms I helped prepare a waste. And I can't have that. Because right now I'm thinking it was all worth it.
Tuesday, November 13, 2007
Sunday, November 11, 2007
I'd made myself believe that I was fine and happy and fulfilled on my own without the love of anyone else. Being in love was like China: you knew it was there, and no doubt it was very interesting, and some people went there, but I never would. I'd spend all my life without ever going to China, but it wouldn't matter because there was all the rest of the world to visit. But then I realized I had been to China...And I thought: am I really going to spend the rest of my life without that feeling again? I thought I want to go to China. It's full of treasures and strangeness and mystery and joy...
Friday, November 9, 2007
I, myself, am quite pleased with my new temporary employment. Not only do I get to work out some aggression and learn some new skills, I get to feel really manly. This is me using the power saw:
This is me hammering, which I have done before. However, I was told that I hammer like a girl and was taught the "real" way of doing it.
However, even with such high-testosterone tutelage, it still takes me about 140 blows to get a nail in. So, regrettably, I still hammer like a girl.
But maybe that's not so bad. After a weekend of muscle-building home improvements, I'm about ready to go home and make some cupcakes. But I'll beat the eggs like a man.
Thursday, November 8, 2007
So, I am easing my way back into my work. Last night was my first public speaking appearance since Robert's death. It went great, but I suppose I cheated a bit as it was a panel discussion with the rest of my blue rose girls. It's easy to perform when your friends are there to watch your back.