Just had to mention this. Chatting with grandma about my dinner plans on thursday. Apparently cousin Carlos is having a birthday party on thursday and I'm suppose to attend. Goody goody. Except that plans with friends for that celebration/reunion dinner are on that night. At the same time. Hrm. So, I had to explain who was going which is when we got on the topic of Matt and his family's abundance of wealth.

Now, side note on the grandma. She lived in the Philippines during a time of depression where the caste system consisted of the workers, the tenants, and the land owners. She lived in a land owner's family. So, because of her upbringing, she associates material wealth with a healthy lifestyle and successful living.

Back to the house. She asked me what his family's surname was (Mc-----) and asked if they were Irish (yes). Afterwards, she proceeds to say "Oh, they're Irish. Good good. The Irish is good, they're like Filipinos." Just found that effing funny.

On a similar note, grandma was about to cook some bok choy using chicken broth, cups of ginger, and some olives. What the heck?! And she said that she'll cook it like the chinese. I had to bring my culinary skills to show her the error of her ways and took over the cooking. The end result is a rather delicious Bok Choy in Oyster Sauce. Yes, I am good... But now grandma's dead jealous.

Mmm. "All That Jazz" is playing on Ovation right now. Dad and I are debating whether it's from Chicago or Fosse. 'Course, I know I'm right.