Monday, May 25, 2009
Tanned outside til I was too hot and uncomf.
Decided to go "jogging" but gave up after about 3/4 of a mile and started walking.I'm kinda out of shape. Haha.
I went about 3 miles and took my dog to the dog park where we met his doppelganger Casey. Casey's owner is a lovely old lady with some kind of accent that makes me think she's rich.
Later I saw her at the grocery store where I went to pick up my birth control and ground beef, brats, portabello mushrooms, bell peppers, and acorn squash which I grilled on the barbecue. Or barbecued on the grill? Oh, and I didn't grill the BC.
Ate with parents.
Then somehow the topic of conversation drifted to several of my ex boyfriends. My mom asked if Zoltan's (my ex that left me for Japan) new girlfriend was "oriental."
I said "What was that?" mock not hearing her. Just offering her a chance to save herself.
"Is she Oriental too?"
"Uhh ... Oriental?"
"Yeah, is his girlfriend Oriental?"
I sighed. "'Asian' is more appropriate, Mom."
"What's wrong with Oriental? I've always said that."
"Yeah, well there's nothing inherently wrong with the word Oriental, but it's just not PC. Just say Asian. I don't call you Occidental."
"Does Occidental mean Caucasian? People should realize my generation grew up saying Oriental."
"No. Occidental doesn't mean white. So Oriental shouldn't mean Asian. Occidental and Oriental are east/west terms. And your generation is not old enough to pull that card. Grandma can say oriental and I won't correct her, but you should know better."
"Well, fine. Is she Asian?"
"I think she's Pacific Islander."
"She is of Pacific Island descent."
Now back to sewing.