Every 12 years, Andy and I celebrate with beef fried rice (beef is like ox...) and a Chinese-themed movie. Last time, we watched Temple of Doom in our flannel Yoda jammies. This time, Tomb of the Dragon Emperor had to suffice. And I got the Sesame Chicken student special (with more kind-of-ox fried rice). So far, Brendan Frasier has had upwards of three slapstick incidents and keeps blinking.
Whoops, that was Blagojevich.
Anyway, happy new year to my Eastern readers!
Labels: Holiday Magic