little. yellow. different. A weblog by Ernie Hsiung

Posts Tagged family

Change it to the Butterflies

For the past couple of months or so, my mom has been nagging me to buy her a computer - when my parents split, my dad moved out of the house and got a new laptop and DSL service, leaving my mother with a old computer running Windows 2000, a hand-me-down keyboard and one of […]


Stigma

Last week at a coffee shop, I had a chance to meet up with Rebecca from Hyphen magazine to share my experiences growing up with my sister, who is bipolar schizophrenic. Rebecca is writing an article for the magazine and is still looking for for people for interview, so if you grew up in […]


Pack Day

Tomorrow is the big move to San Francisco. Today was pack day, or at the very least, “pack as much as you can that isn’t tied down” day. As a result, my mother is spending the night, mostly due to a combination of her wanting to help and Asian parental obligation and child […]


Heroin-In-A-Tube

My mother is in my condo right now while I’m working from the living room. She is cleaning my bathroom, with the pretense of cleaning my bathroom, but I’m fairly certain she’s really looking for something incriminating that she can lecture me on later - maybe she’s expecting to open up my medicine cabinet, […]


word association

Yesterday I spent Christmas with my mother and my sister. Nothing Christmas-like - Christmas is just a holiday for the kids, before we got older and jaded and stopped believing in things like Santa or Jesus; just a simple dinner of braised pork and bean sprouts, with the television on in the background. […]


Five things you didn’t know about me

Cameron has tagged me for the “five things you don’t know about me” meme. Who am I to say no?
Writing this list was surprisingly difficult - there’s been a lot of trivial stuff about my life I’ve already blogged about over the past five years but have since gone off-line. And while 90% […]


the number next to zero

Mom, on the phone: Ernie, I want to come to your house and help clean up while you’re at work. How do I get in your condo gate?
Usually I would have issues with my mother with free access inside my house, but considering I recently moved back to Fremont from San Francisco and my […]


Observations on being back in my place in Fremont, after having my father live here for three months

Things that are in my living room that weren’t before: Chinese newspapers. Money magazine. Golf magazine. Chinese money golf magazine. A stack of tissues and paper towels and napkins, because my dad has allergies. A LOT of yogurt.
When I turned on my flat-screen television it wasn’t Conan O’Brien or […]


40 before 30

Even though I turn 30 next month, my sister turned 40 years old a month ago. My mother bought a Chinese cake at Ranch 99, you know, those Chinese cakes that aren’t as sweet as American cakes, with the canned peaches and grapes and mandarin orange slices layered in a totally unsweetened yellow cake […]


everything and nothing, 3

Another week, another family dinner with my mother and my 39 year old sister.
Ernie:  How was your day?
Mom:  I bought cherries today at Safeway.  The man told me the cherries were for $1.50, so I bought a whole bunch of them, except when I went to the cash register they charged me $4.50, so I told […]


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