It's a new year, woot, woot! And TODAY, my dear friend Elizabeth Lauer slapped me in the face. Ouch! What? Why?! Jerk! (can you believe her violence? I have red markSSS to prove the attack!) and then she told me that I should get it together and blog more often. Blog about what? I asked. "Blog about your life," she said ::I yawn:: "Who really cares?" I inquired.Lauer thinks that since I moved to Asialand 3 years ago that I am hard to get in touch with.. Can she really be talking about me? Me, hard to contact? really? no, no, not me!?! I am awesome at the keeping in touch! I'm really fabulous in this department. You know I think that I'm as good at keeping in touch with people as Superman is at flying or Garfield's is at eating or perhaps, perhaps! I am better!Ok. you're right, dear readers. The above analogies may have been exaggerations...er... or uh... boldface lies (sorry Mom, that won't happen again.). So this year I resolve to write more about the mundanities of life on this blog to keep in touch, and I shall also eat more pineapples!!Sooooo let's began...hmmm...Where shall I begin in my journey of story telling!?Life Story #1.One day long, long ago.. er..about 3 weeks before Christmas, I was riding my bicycle blissfully through the rice fields. Listening to my iPod 'White Christmas' song to be exact! And then it hit me, almost as hard as Ms. Lauer slapped me today! This year an 80-degree, green curry-filled, no eggnog Christmas was not going to work for me, no sir! I was not going to settle for a Christmas without a good measure of dark chocolate, ugly sweaters, weight gain and family drama. It wouldn't be Christmas, would it?So I turned my little bike around and peddled as fast as I could to the nearest Expedia.com hotspot, so fast my bike pedal fell of.. And there I booked my ticket back to Americaland for 3 weeks to surprise my family and enjoy a sweet Tennessee Christmas with them. Ahhhhh! It has been so worth it, and I'm so happy that the spontaneous side of me won over Ms. Practicality.Oh, you see! that ride made me realize that it truly doesn't really matter if I live in the most beautiful or tropical places, make oodles of money or most notably eat papayas and pineapples until my stomach explodes..... If I have all of these things, but I don't take the time to live life with the people I love, who cares about the rest?So Happy New Year Ya'll,... Aren't you excited to see what beautiful things will ensue? :)My beautiful family is below!