Wednesday, February 6, 2013 – Day 8
How can a 92 year old woman have so much energy? She is a proud grandma to 33 grandchildren and does not look near 92 years old. She could possibly have more energy than me! Also, my aunt, who is 58 years old, has a very active lifestyle. She does this cha-cha class in the morning, cooks lunch for the Mountain Fellowship, then teaches a night fitness class nearby home after cooking a dinner for a family of five adults. And she does this routine throughout the week. I don’t know how she has all that energy. She is so efficient and healthy, this sort of vitality must run in the family. But I think it skipped me.
After yesterday’s trip to Zhiben hot springs, I was so exhausted and ready to spend the day being lazy at home. But today we went to the mountain to hang out with the Mountain Fellowship. The Mountain Fellowship is like an extended family. They spend so much time together, it’s amazing. I don’t even spend that amount of time with my family back in California!
When we got to the mountain, my grandma was once again shooshing us off to go ahead after we reached the top. She hates people treating her like an old lady. What can you do but keep a distant eye out for her?
Once at the mountain, I get a tinge of energy back and I decide to go explore the mountain on my own. Now I realize that it is actually a pretty sizable mountain that stretches all the way across a valley. I was only trekking for less than 15 minutes when I see my dad rushing down the hill searching for me. Mind you, I told him, “Dad, I’m going to hike for a little bit. I’ll be back soon.” And he said, “Yeah, OK, sure. Don’t go too far.” But I was only gone for, not even, 15 minutes and he was worried that I had gotten lost. He went on a search with my aunt’s husband and Manny. I realized that it is not only me with the problem of reversing back to a 12 year old girl. He is also the one that still sees me as a 12 year old girl.
But I also realize, how fortunate I am to have a dad still treating me like his little daughter. It is very sweet of my dad, even though irritating at times.
I just have to loosen up around him and he has to trust me and see me as more capable of being independent. Slowly, I am being more direct with my dad. And I can tell he likes that side of me, but his protective side will always come out. Which is OK. But now, I feel like when I am more like myself, he jokes around with me in a way that he never has in the past. Sometimes he says “vos” to me… Which is the informal form of “you” in Spanish and it makes me laugh when he says it.
Anyway, going back to the mountain. After my dad and I reunited, we hiked with my aunt’s husband for 30 to 45 minutes. We visited a Thai temple set at the foot of the mountain. Random spot but nonetheless, very serene and photogenic.
Later in the day, we went to a grocery store. At first, I thought, I’m exhausted but sure what better time to go, than now, so I was ready to walk. Little did I know, I was going to get on a moped with my dad! He hasn’t ridden one in forever so I was pretty nervous and I am a nervous person as it is LOL He kept on saying, “You are such a nervous person, don’t worry!” But last time we heard that, we got lost, “Oh, yeah, I know how to get back home! Don’t worryyy.”
Even though nerve-wrecking, the short moped ride to the market with my dad was really fun. As soon as I got to the market, I was so excited looking at all the cheap skincare products! I was in heaven! But I can’t read Chinese and they dont have translation… Grr… I got a few things that I’m super duper excited to try – like a BHA/AHA face cleansing foam for nighttime cleansing and Shiseido shampoo and conditioner for really cheap. After I was done browsing through the skincare section, I headed straight to the cleaning products aisle. Is it weird I got excited over getting cleaning products as well? Is it more weird that as soon as we got back home I was giddy and super excited to clean the bathroom? Ahh… I hadn’t done real cleaning in a couple of weeks. And cleaning the bathroom felt so good…
“Hi, my name is Judy and I’m a cleaning junkie.” “Hi, Judyyyy.”