Thanks Grandma. I love you, too.

I decided to start this blog since people have asked for periodic "I'm Alive!" emails. Due to my disinterest in constant Facebook updates, this will work for now until I get lazy and not want to post anymore. Please feel free to comment on content, writing style, etc. Having been an engineer for the last three years, I realized that my writing ability has deteriorated immensely. Criticism will probably elicit a f*** you followed by a very gracious thank you.

The name of the blog was inspired with my struggles with mosquitoes in the past. My sensitive skin reacts severely to bites, so I ALWAYS lose. In a single night at Kaohsiung, my face was eaten alive by mosquitoes (7 bites on my face...), and it won't be the last time this happens on the trip.

Anyway, it's crazy to think that I was still working a week ago. The last couple days have been spent relaxing, laughing, and arguing in Taiwan with family...finally not for a funeral like the previous two times. The best parts are Grandma's comments. Besides the typical worrying of why I am not married or have a boyfriend and if I did, he probably wouldn't be Asian, here is the best one to date:

Within two minutes of seeing her...
Grandma: Tien-ah (my chinese nickname), you got chubbier.
Me: Yes, Grandma. I did.
Grandma: How much weight did you gain? Your butt is getting bigger. It is turning out like your mother's. Ai-yah...You should be worried.
Me: Yes, Grandma.

Thanks Grandma. I love you, too...

And like previous travel posts:
Mosquitoes: 11     Nancy: 0

~N