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March 26, 2014
 
March is coming to an end and I'm not any thinner. :( I am 2 lbs heavier than my heaviest while I was pregnant. Not good. The good news is that I'm eating at least 1 salad a day and I'm watching my portions. I am hoping that by the end of Saturday, I'll be down to my never-get-beyond-this-weight weight. Tomorrow will be a bit challenging. Every Thursday, my coworkers and I order lunch from Abelardos. Awesome Mexican food if you ask me. And I'm usually the one taking the orders and placing it. So I definitely
 

 
March 18, 2014
 
The Husband and I finally got through Breaking Bad. I won't go into details because I don't want to ruin it for you. I will say, however, that I was so excited Saul's new identity was taking him to Nebraska! Unfortunately, The Husband told me that the spin-off was based in Texas. That sucks ass! :) It was worth mentioning, but not worth shooting a TV series! Boo!! I can sort of relate to this line from the song "Team" by Lorde: We live in cities you'll never see on screen. I think that really says it all!

Okay, it is officially past 1AM. I'm up babysitting my first batch of chili! Yay, me! Haha. I'm typically not a chili person but The Husband came home during lunch time with a small bowl he'd picked up at a fundraiser in his building. When I asked him to bring home another cup for me, he asked if I would rather spend $5 on a small cup of chili or have my own big batch of chili. I'm sure he thought about this way before he pitched it because here I am babysitting this pot of yummy chili while he is dead asleep. The bottom line is, he will wake up to days worth of chili and I will wake up with days worth of baggy eyes! I'm definitely going to have to charge him $5 per cup! Ha ha ha.

Maisee Xiong: Pot-O-Chili
 

 
March 17, 2014
 
Maisee Xiong: My World

This is my world. This is how things have been since the whole February incident. I have decided that I've had enough of my mom and my two brothers. Therefore, I've shipped them off of my wonderful island, where there is sunshine and rainbow, to an island where there is nothing but thunderstorm and rain. Now, don't get me wrong. This is not what I wanted. But, there comes a point where enough is enough. I haven't heard from any of them since the February incident. I think it is better that way. I have enough problems of my own that I really don't need the additional drama. I suppose my problem is that I care too much when I really shouldn't. And it is times like now, where I've shipped them off to their own island that I'm feeling much better: less stress, less worrying, less drama, less EVERYTHING!

As far as my mom is concerned, I will say that I was never close to her. I see some of my friends and the healthy relationships they have with their mothers and I envy them. I want to have that healthy relationship with my mom. But it has never been like that between us. I remember when I was 16, with a really bad braoken heart. I was upset because I knew I'd lost something good (who knows if I even had it in the first place, but that's another story for another day). She consoled me. She conforted me. She was hurting because I was hurting. And I thought, "Wow! We're bonding. This feels great." Several days later, she brought up the incident and laughed at me and made fun of me for being upset just because I got dumped.

Since then, I've learned to keep my feelings to myself, away from her. Especially feelings where I know she can use to hurt me back. I hate that I don't have a relationship with my mom. But then I think about the last month and how much happier I am without her in my life. I mean, I think I'd be much happier if I had a better relationship with her. Given the circumstances, however, I'm better off without her. I know what she is capable of giving me and I also know what she will give me. And there is nothing there that I can benefit from. All that is there is stuff that'll drag me down. Things that will cause me heartache and pain. Things that will cause my mental health to decay (faster than I care for). It's not worth it. I would rather do without her. Maybe I might change my mind one day but, for now, she needs to stay off my happy little island. There is absolutely no room for her and her bullshit.
 

 
March 15, 2014
 
Maisee Xiong: The Daughter   Maisee Xiong: The Son
 

 
March 10, 2014
 
Maisee Xiong: The Son's Leprechaun Trap 2014
 

 
March 9, 2014
 
Maisee Xiong: Rainbow Trouts - First Fishing Trip 2014
 

 
March 6, 2014
 
Maisee Xiong: The Son Ketchup FaceKids, I tell you...

We were at Texas Roadhouse and he decided to squirt himself in the face with ketchup! It was totally by accident, of course. And we all had a good laugh. I'm just glad he had perfect aim and managed to get himself between his eyes instead of directly in his eyes. I've never had ketchup in my eyes before but I can only imagine how suck-ass it would have been if the stuff made it into his eyes.
 

 
March 1, 2014
 
I'm making pho again! Except this time, I actually took the time to research how to properly make a beef stock. Not a pho stock, but beef stock. I like the taste of my pho stock so I didn't care to look for a recipe. Instead, I wanted to make my stock better by applying the techniques I found in my research. To begin, I brought a pot of approximately 2 gallons of water to a boil, then turned the heat down to simmer on high. I roasted the beef knuckle bones in the oven for 35 minutes at 400 degrees, tending to them every 8-10 minutes to make sure they didn't burn. The oxtail was boiled for about the same amount of time in a separate pot. The knuckle bones were transferred directly from the oven to the pho pot once they were done; whereas, the oxtails were rinsed before they were transferred. Next, I threw in the carrots, celery, onion, daikon radish and ginger into the pho pot. Also added the cloves, peppercorn, aniseed and cinnamon to the pot. Salt, fish sauce and oyster sauce was added to the pot as needed. This concoction simmered on high for 6 hours. The pho broth came out tasting much better than before and it was more clear and not muddy like in the past. Overall, I ended up having to wash a few more pots and pans but I think it was definitely worth it! Oh! And no mess on the cooktop to clean! Because the stock was simmering at high, it was hot enough to tenderize the oxtail but didn't over spill onto the cooktop! That is a definite plus!
Maisee Xiong