anniversary

Today’s a momentous day! For everyone else, it’s just august the 29th, nothing special. But on this day, twenty-seven years ago, a man named Michael married a woman named Ling, and, three years later, they had a kid – me!
Two years ago was their 25th wedding anniversary, otherwise known as their silver wedding anniversary. I’d organised a small dinner party with the help of one of my carers, who has a degree in event management. She asked me, “have you got a restaurant you can go to?” Yup. The Manor’s just two minutes down the road from us.
‘Can you make a reservation there?” Yup. I just asked Chloe over MSN/Facebook and she did that for me. 
“Can you ask any of the guests to please buy a cake for the celebration?” Sure.
I asked Uncle Slam please to. There, all solved.
I invited the Slams, Aunty A and Uncle Tyrone over e-mail. I told them that the party was a surprise for my parents and not to tell them! Uncle slam answered my invite the next day and kindly said that he and Anna would take care of the cake. Uncle Tyrone never replied me, neither did Aunty Ada. However, I have Aunty A on MSN, and every time she logged on, I’d immediately ask her, “Are you coming?” only, she never answered! (I later learned that she just turns her computer on, which automatically signs her on into MSN Messenger, then she just leaves the computer to go do something else.) Finally, the night before, on the 28th August, I left her a message. “Aunty A, if you can come, just e-mail me. Indescribable@gmail.com. The next morning? Waiting in my inbox is one very short e-mail from Aunty A, consisting of five words: “Emily, I will come. Ada.” XD
Only I was a stupid idiot who spoiled the surprise! >< =On the night, when my carer/life coach/support worker/whatever they’re called now :P arrived, dad was leaving to go do something, and I called out, “Remember to be back home by 6pm, dad!”
“Why?” he asks.
“Because I made the reservation for 6:30!” *sweat drop* yes, I’m an idiot.
But we all had a great night. 
Fast forward two years, and suddenly, it’s almost the parent’s 27th wedding anniversary! Personally, this year I’m just happy to finally be earning a tiny income (thirty bucks each week) and can now afford to buy the parents anniversary presents! Honestly, I was so terribly ashamed of myself when I had to ask mother please to gimme some more cash so I could hit Garbo to buy anniversary presents with a carer for them! ><
Originally, mother told me that dad wanted a pair of crocs, but when I visited the croc shop @ Garbo, each pair was fifty bucks! Now, I’d only bought along fifty bucks extra to buy presents with, and if I’d bought dearest dad the crocs, I wouldn’t have any money left to buy mother a present!
So instead, I stopped at this little shop called ‘Gifts For You’ and asked the saleslady if there were any wooden gifts. See, my dad’s a carpenter; he loves anything related to woodwork.
Dad’s present done; time for mothers! Yup, I bought her a piggybank, to keep with the pig theme that dad and I have kept going for so many years. See, both dad and I call my poor mother ‘PIG mum’. Why? Well, I honestly learnt it off dad, who always called mum PIG mum when I was little, and my dad gave mother that nickname simply because she was born in the Chinese New Year of the Pig. XD
Anyways, gifts all done, I asked the parents where they’d like to go out for dinner. Surprisingly, dad answered that he preferred to stay at home and cook dinner himself. That was cool with me; after all, ‘twas their night, not mine!
After dinner, Uncle Colbert dropped by to see the parents for something. Dad shouted him some cheesecake, and Uncle Colbert offered to take some photos for us. “I’ll just run back home to grab my camera,” he says (the Cheung family live literally one minute away from us by car, “but can I suggest that you change outta your PJs first, em?’
><” I’d forgotten that I was already wearing my pyjamas! O_o XD
Anyways, all changed, uncle Colbert comes back with his camera and takes some happy snaps: all three of us, just the parents, dad and I, mum and I and the cheesecake dad had bought from the cheesecake shop. My dad’s so sweet; he even sliced some strawberries and placed them on the top of the cake in the number 27! (the parents have been married for twenty-seven years, remember.)
So we all enjoyed cheesecake, dad boiled some rice green tea for us and the parents looked at manual wheelchairs on Uncle Colbert’s laptop. Sparkless (my manual wheelchair) is getting very old, see. The parents are thinking of getting me a new one when we go back to Hong Kong next year.
Anyways, I hope that the parents had a very happy 27th wedding anniversary. Many, many more happy years to come!
Next post here … September’s book club or my MRI follow-up, whichever comes first. Until then!
Cheers,
Em. ^^