mother/son date

we had a blast. we started the evening by driving into san antonio, admiring the snow that had not melted from the night before. that in itself is a treat. snow in san antonio! i find it odd, however, that we did not get any snow at our house in the hills. maybe next time!
we went to tim's oriental market. andrew has been wanting to go for some time. somehow it has always worked out that he is not with us when we go. we do not go often, as i feel very uncomfortable being like the only white person in the building. there are sometimes others, but they are invariably married to someone who hails from the orient. yet again, 'i'm not worthy!'
he ended up getting a pair of chopsticks with a kabuki guy painted on the top. he also talked me in to buying a can of rice milk with bits of rice and a japanese soda that smelled of anise.
after this we meandered over to peter piper pizza. i thought he might be getting too old for this, but he wanted to go. i guess you're never too old for violent video games. in fact, i saw a couple of older teenagers who were just hanging out. apparently i underestimate the cool factor of peter piper. i do vaguely recall hanging out there when we were in junior high, whenever we would go to the carnival.
after he spent all of 100 tokens, which didn't take very long, we went over to kohl's to shop for new shoes. he found a pair of tony hawk high tops with the puffy tongue that sticks up in front of the pants. he thought they were, 'beast.' they were more than i wanted to spend. i'm cheap that way. we left with them anyway.
we had a great time. it's funny how independent we are. we spend quality time doing something with each other/ without each other. that is just how it works. we come together to share bits and pieces, but, by and large, we do our own thing. it makes me laugh. we are original, our whole family. i love that. i struggle with it, but i really do love it.