Mom & Her Movies

My mom's taste in movies is different than mine. Her favorite are old school Hindi movies or soap opera type Indian shows. When her mother came to the United States for a visit last year, the two of them were addicted to a show called "Aap Ki Antra" or something like that. The story was all convoluted and just like what I think a telenovela would be like. Honestly, I think those kinds of shows have influenced the way she views all other movies.

This past week we lent mom & dad "Avatar," and she hated it. She said she had to stop it half way through because she didn't like all the way the creatures looked. I'm not sure if I'll ever really understand what makes a "good" movie in her opinion.

Costco Trip

Today Jack had a break from clinic and was able to be home with Chetan. So I took the opportunity to run a few errands, one of which was to shop at Costco. I called my dad and told him my plans, and we met within a half hour at the Costco in San Leandro where we hung out for about an hour, and ate together. The menu? Dad ate a hot dog with all the fixings except the bun. I had a churro.

I'm grateful to live close enough to my parents and that our schedules are such that we can spend time spontaneously like that together. It's awesome.