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I get by with a little help from my friends

Eventually I will get back on a roll with blogging about Taiwan, but I've had a few frustrations and I have not been motivated enough. You see, my colorful Dooney & Bourke black Wonder Duck wallet that I adore--filled with my drivers license, credit cards, temple recommend, NT $8,000 in cash and a couple of gift cards--got stolen from my purse while we were shopping on Saturday in a jam-packed store as everyone was preparing for the recent typhoon day we had AND the brand new vacuum cleaner I bought at the mall here in Hsinchu before going back to the States does not work and I threw away the box and the receipt since it was in Chinese.

In the meantime, please enjoy some pictures from when I was in Austin. My good friend, Sherrie, picked me up from the airport late the night I got back from Idaho after taking Lindsey to college. The next day, I got to return a favor, and picked her kids up from school while she was in San Antonio playing in a tennis tournament so I took her sweet children, Shelby and Scott, to Mesa Rosa for a scrumptious after school snack, then got a picture of them after dropping them off at home with their dad. I have such awesome girlfriends. Several of my good friends (a bunch of Mormon women) showed their love and support for me at a going away party that was organized by Paige and Sue, at my friend Jill's house. The evening was wonderful and about 33 women attended. Wow. It was so good to see everyone.
Pictured above from left to right: Jane, Elizabeth, Dawnmarie, and Michelle. Pictured below are Lonna and Nalie.
From left to right: Paige, Sue, Stacey, Kristina, Cindy, and Gabby.
Sue and Paige cooked up a storm and went all out for my party. They put on a huge spread of food for everyone to enjoy.









Pictured below from left to right: Christine, Cheryl, and Wanda.
Kristina, Stacey, and Paige (our extraordinary co-host) are below in the top of the photo, and in the lower part are Susie and Lonna.
Wanda, Christine, and Jill (owner of the beautiful home).
Jane, Gabby, Dawnmarie, Jessica, Nalie, Cheryl, and Lisa.
Shana, Lisa, Jill, Jennie, and Michele.
Lovely bundt cake from Michele and Shana.
Tracy (being extra small) next to Cheryl in her high heels.
Sue (the other fabulous and amazing co-host) and Michelle.
Wanda and Buddy.
Michele and Judy.
Lisa and Jennie.
Paige, Jill, and Sue, THANK YOU SO MUCH for my party! You're all wonderful.

Time flew quickly when I was in Austin and I regret that I was not able to get together with a single person for lunch out while I was there, something I miss doing with my friends, but I had so many items on my to-do list and ran short of time. It was great news to get back to my husband and son, especially since we are now living in our apartment and no longer in the hotel. We are now just waiting for our shipping container which is probably somewhere in the middle of the Pacific Ocean currently. It's expected to reach Taiwan by October.

Comments

kelly - it was great to see you and I would do it all over again for you!! You deserved it. can't wait to see you the next time you are back and you better save a lunch date for me!
sayfuzzypickles said…
Wait a sec, you have friends?! JK! I am so sorry about the wallet. Mean people! Such a contrast to your nice friends in TX.

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