Its too bad Nols isn't into sweets and my fat self has to eat all of this to myself. Sigh...
Look at that melted delicious that gooey stuff..
Seasons are changing here in the Tong home. Although I feel like we are doing a lot of the same ole routine, our attitudes are improving. Our stamina to give things a whole heartfelt chance is going the distance. This week I realized how much I really enjoyed sharp cheddar cheese but only the six year old aged kind. Which isn't something you can purchase just anywhere locally. Also, I realized I only care for pork with Vietnamese food. My affinity for pork started in my home because that is all I ate. Southeast Asians eat a lot of pork. (Everything is relatable to food and makes my life so much easier.)
Change is so good. Sadly when it involves our friends I can't help but to wonder if we are on that list? Where will the winds will take us next. So far, we have no plans on moving plus my sister just moved back and its so nice being able to see a lot of her. Nols and I have lived away before but where will our forever home be. The thought is exciting. I guess the crave for change is strong and its something a lot of our friends get because of all the kids they are having. Life is constantly changing for them.
It does break my heart every time my adorable and aging father-in-law asks if we will be moving to Utah to be closer to them. I am open-minded but Utah is the last place I could see myself. They have improved their food options for sure especially the asian markets (and they have a whole foods too!!)
I could live there but not as an active member in the religious community that Im apart of. Ive been heavily slandered by some out here and I felt like I barely made it. If I went through something like that again, I know I wont make it. I just know myself. Noone is perfect but lets just say their is a reason why most of my closest friends are either non-religious, have left the Faith, or the ones who are apart of this Faith (not too mention so awesomely and incredibly opinionated) but just keep to themselves. Living in the Bay, the focus is on you as a human. Ive had so many interesting experiences in Utah where people were more interested in the type of volunteer work I would do within the Church and Im not use to that kind of talk. I didn't grow up privilege and as I get older I start to see how doors are more open to the privilege and wonder if its something I really want for my own family. The Bay just feels so real. No faking the front. No facade of any kind. Again, what do I know. I'm still young in this Church and have so much to learn... Maybe by being there the perception will change. I still get the strange questions asked, "What is it like living in Sf as a religious person?" Honestly, no different from the next person in another state.
Recently, I did read something somewhere that said, "You aren't religious enough until you have gotten slandered by someone in your Faith." I just laughed because I really understood that.
Another note, I swear my neighbors has a snore machine. Or, someone likes to sleep all day, all night, and anytime we are home. I take that over the people who were cooking some strange smelling chemically stuff anytime.