Today I had dinner with my cousin Stephanie who I haven't seen in years (and her boyfriend and her boyfriend's roommate). It was really nice catching up with her. Tomorrow I get to catch up with Serena, who's in San Francisco for about a week.
In an effort to figure out when exactly cousin Stephanie and I first met (the one and only time), I scoured the archives of my blog, looking for a specific entry that I wrote where I mentioned her. (We met during the summer of 2003) In the process, I rediscovered some humorous entries. The one that stuck out was one that recounted a phone conversation with my Grandma. It caused me to think about her. Here it is:
Conversation with my grandma: [translated from Cantonese]
Me: Hello?
Gma: He--Hello??
Me: Hi, Grandma!
Gma: Ah. What time is it right now?
Me: 5:08
Gma: 5 what?? 8:00??
Me: 5:08
Gma: 5:08?? I thought it was around 8:00!! How come the sun is still up?
Me: Because it's summertime.
Gma: Oh... it's summertime... I thought my clock stopped.
Me: No... it's 5:08.
Gma: It's not 8:00?
Me: No.
Gma: It's not 7:00?
Me: No.
Gma: So right now it's about 5:07?
Me: Yes.
Gma: Oh... okay. Bye.
Me: Bye.