Sunday, July 17, 2005

A HOUSE IS NOT A HOME...

...if the people who live in it don't seem to be happy there. But Ryan and Ann seem to be a perfect fit in their new home and we can't be happier for them. Their Newhall dwelling place this past weekend was abuzz with backyard bbq, mahjong in the living room next to the 60-inch HD TV (that thing is so huge!) and poker in the kitchen. Could we BE any more like our adult counterparts? All we were missing was karaoke (I almost brought the magic mic with me too!). There was also some Halo 2 via Edwin’s xbox in the kitchen (guess we’re not TOTALLY grown up). And in between we entertained ourselves with Peanut (Ryan and Ann’s cutie pie Yorkshire terrier) and calm and collected Pepper, Ann’s…black and white dog (can’t remember what kind of dog she is).

Saturday evening was sure proof that we are no longer the same kids who have only AMC or Mann Theaters to patronize during the weekends. Now we go to late-twenties/early thirties birthday dinners, weddings, baby showers and housewarmings, patronizing the celebrants with gifts to help them settle into new milestones in their lives as full-fledge adults, married couples, parents, and homeowners. Looking back 10 years ago, I never would’ve imagined that such days would come so quickly.

A new home isn’t just a fruit produced by the sowing of knowledge through decades of school, or the cultivation of skill and career in the years after that. It’s an honest to goodness commitment that spans a great part of a person’s lifetime; it’s also a haven of peace and refuge at the end of a long day. If that’s not something to work for, I don’t know what else there is.

So…here’s looking to the next 10 years!



Party up in Newhall
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