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Check, check, check. That’s right today is a productive “things to do in Austin” check list day. Don’t you just love it when your being productive and having fun all at the same time? We started the day off with brunch at Chez Zee. The name is kinda awkward for me, but they are known for their decadent desserts and we all know I’m one to whore my mouth out to all things desserts. I first discovered Chez Zee at the San Marcos Bridal Extravaganza. The cake they had there was orgasmic. It was like multiply love explosions in my mouth. When I went back for seconds I left with a handful of third, fourth and fifths in my hand and I was smart enough to take a business card with me. Well, it’s been what, like 4 long months now and today is the day Chez Zee and I reunite and I couldn’t be more pumped.

And that is how you do breakfast kids. At least that’s how before you have kids so that you don’t create any bad habits for the kiddos. Crappers, it’s not as amazing as I had remembered. What happened Chez Zee? Oh well, I guess we weren’t meant to be. I’m sure it’s for the best, besides, we’re moving to Dallas anyhow. Yes, you heard me right. We are moving. There’s been talk of Ray and I moving to Dallas and the rumors are true. The last day of August is the last time we declare our residency in Austin. I mean, if you want to know the truth, I think Austin is over-rated. There I said it. I’ve been holding back for awhile because I don’t want to offend anyone, but seriously, who reads my blog anyway. Maybe some random Austinite might one day accidentily stumble upon my blog, and perhaps find me offensive, but really, why hold back for peeps I don’t know. Besides, my friend Shane would have wanted it this way. He appreciates opinionated Doe. Well now you know why we’ve been working so hard at checking things off our Austin list. Not really sure if I would consider Chez Zee on that list, but lets just say it was so we can move the hell on.

After Chez Zee we headed to 360 Bridge Overlook.

photo by Treyerice

Photos like this make be want to renounce any negative claims I made about Austin. Wow, what an amazing photo I wish I had taken. I actually found the photo on Flickr from a gentleman named Treyerice. Here, check out his Austin set. I’m gonna have to buy some of his stuff. Well, 360 Bridge Overlook was definitely on our list. Just a short hike up this hill,

And you get this great view of Lake Austin.

Treyerice’s photo explains it prettier. Man I really need to get my wide angle lens.

photo by Treyerice

In my defense it was a gloomy day folks. Here’s Ray taking a photo with his iPhone so he can Tweet about it.

If you didn’t know, I’m also a photo whore.

Us, being stupid cute.

Ray enjoying the view.

After taking in our marvalous view we kept right on trekking up the path.

Until we were over it and decided to go canoeing instead.

Which also happens to be on our list. Boy, we’re just on a roll today.

Actuality canoeing had already been checked off the list a long time ago. We went shortly after we got married with my friend Becky and some of her friends and their friends that live here in Austin. I don’t even remember what they look like. Guess I should have taken a photo.

Well I remember it being super fun which is why I wanted to go again before we moved. But today was kind of a drag. My husband’s not really built for the outdoors and apparently I’m not so coordinated at rowing and those two factors makes for a lousy time and grumpy husband. Sucks because I really was looking forward to this. I guess the key is to come with a group of friends next time.

So many turtles.

Another day at the office for Ray.

Finally on our way back.

We went home and got ready for The Republic Of Texas Biker Rally (ROT Biker Rally). The ROT Rally is the Biggest Motorcycle Rally in Texas. There were more than 60,000 participants last year so we can only imagine what it will be like this year. Ray and I didn’t go last year, but we’re definitely going this year. Any event that brings in retarded amounts of people to Austin gets a free pass right to my Austin Bucket List as far as I’m concerned.

Hello ROT Rally!

I use to think that the ROT Rally stood for Riders of Texas, which makes more sense to me because there’s every imaginable kind of motorcycle here.


How funny, SXSW was like in March. Looks like someone is trying to save money on banners. Hum, they much be Chinese.

SXSW Sign For ROT Rally

Alright, so I know it’s silly but the way I gauge a bike is by the comfort of the back seat. I’m pretty sure it’s because I know if I ever get to ride a bike like this it will have to be in the back seat so I want me a comfy one.

Comfy Back Seat Bike, I Likey

Soon enough hunger declared it’s victory on us and we had no choice but to surrender at The Jackalope. At the time we actually considered ourselves fortunate to have found a table and one right by the window even

The Jackalope

We should have known it was too good to be true because The Jackalope sucks sweaty chode. And yes, I just said chode. Service was crap. The place wasn’t that big and there was like 6 servers. Seriously, I could run circles around them. The chips were stale. We got our food 45 minutes after we had ordered and it was awful. So when the table next to us got sat Ray goes, “we should warn them.” And I go, “do it, I wish someone would had for us.” So he does, and they get up and leave, buy some pizza right outside, walks to the window and thanks us. Man, their pizza looked so darn satisfying compared to our crappy plates and the worst part is they probably paid no more than 5 bucks while we’re stuck with a 50 dollar bill.

Oh, yeah, I forgot to mention, Kris was with us too.

Kris Semmler

More comfy back seat bikes.

Comfy Back Seat Bikes

Comfy Back Seat Bikes

This chick was just a hot mess.

Hot Mess Chick

Lots of people out tonight.

Crowded Night

Cute couple.

Cutest Couple Ever

Bikes everywhere!

ROT Rally

Even bikes with training wheels. Some broad was whoring out her son for tips. I took a photo and left no tip. Here’s my tip, get a fucking job you dumb cunt.

No Tip For You!

No really, by the time Ray told me I was suppose to tip them I had already walked away.  Look one kid is totally working it while the other is totally mortified. I bet he’s thinking, God please don’t let me run into anyone from school. Poor kid. Now I feel bad for not tipping.

State Capital and more bikes.

State Capital

Well that’s it folks. I’m so ready to go home. I gotta say, today was a good day.

I mean seriously, who brings a camera along while jogging? Asians do that’s who. And I’m full bread bitch. Odds are I’m probably taking a photo right now.

But really, our neighborhood is right across the street from Old Settlers Park. It’s a really charming park packed with tons of baseball fields, a disc golf course, a sweet pond loaded with ducks and fish and a really nice trail, perfect for jogging or walking. If you come out early enough you can catch sun rise here. Back when I use to jog like 13 miles a day I got a chance to see it. It’s pretty stunning.

Our friend Steven Ray is an awesome photographer and since I’m an aspiring photographer I thought I’d asked him to teach me a thing or two. So the next time we went to Dallas we stopped by his place on the way home for my first photography class.

Ray was our sexy model.

Him and this beautiful chocolate lab.

Ray’s upset the lab made a better model.

Can never  leave home without the iPhone.

My hubby’s hot.

Nycole and I.

She’s a dancer and  suggested a few sexy poses for us, but I don’t think we executed it correctly.

What can I say, we’re cute.

And violent.

I could use more classes like this. Thanks Steven Ray and Nycole. You guys are too cool for school.

It must be pretty obvious that I’m a camera clicking whore because I was asked to take photos of the students at a private elementry school.  This was a great experience for me and after this I realize that I definitely need more experience and that I should not work with kids, ever.

After taking all the student photos we gathered them all outside for a class photo. This was a lot harder than it seemed. Oh boy!

It was a bright sunny day.

Gotta admit though, some of these kids are pretty darn cute.

At least now I know as much as I love photography taking student photos is not my forte

In case your wondering, I’m not in the photo it’s because I was taking the photo. Story of my life. For Thanksgiving this year Ray and I flew to California to be with the Chungs. Flying was an absolute disaster going both ways. Do yourself a favor and don’t ever fly United. Our flight was canceled without any notice. However we were able to catch flight 88 which actually got us there 15 minutes earlier. Kinda weird because 88 is our number and for some reason it always finds it’s way into our lives.

My mother lives in the kitchen.

My dad got Ray some T-shirts from China. All of which are too small.

Lana and Kevin couldn’t make it for Thanksgiving because they were flying to Arizona so we celebrated Thanksgiving with them a few days before.

Chilling on the couch with full bellies.

In his spare time my dad likes to pretend like he’s 14 years old and listen to music on his on his headphone while watching the video on his little television alone in his room.

My mornings are spent with my dad. One morning him and I went jogging. I didn’t bring any jogging shoes so I went in my boots. True story. On this particular morning my dad and I went on a very long bike ride. It had to be something like 45 miles. All I know is we were far, far from home.

My dad led the way. He took me down dangerous roads that most dads would think twice about taking their child, like the freeway. But the danger was well worth it because soon we came upon a small hidden bike path that went for miles and miles and miles along a canal.

My dad is adorable.

Like I said, my dad led the way so taking a photo of his backside was my only option.

We took a couple of breaks along the way.

Alright, so after like 20 miles or so we reach the end of the path and all that is in front of us is a tall dam across the street. So this is the end of the road, that is until my dad spots people hiking up the dam, and then he takes a closer look and yes, there’s people up there, walking and jogging. My dad being the curious monkey that he is wants to check it out but he needs the green light from me. “I really want to go up there, but we’re already so far from home, no we shouldn’t go up there huh?” he says to me. Honestly, I didn’t really want to go up there. I was tired, hungry, far from home, I knew my mom and Selena was probably at home thinking we’d be home any minute now, and we still had at least 20 miles to ride back home. But my dad has never been this close to the dam so if my dad wants to go up that freaking dam then we’re gonna go up that freaking dam. I grab my bike and say, “come on lets go,” and ride across the street toward the dam. “Huh, we’re gonna go,” my dad was so excited. We took a photo when we reached the top of the dam.

I know it doesn’t look like it but we were pretty high up.

We road for miles and miles on that freaking dam.

And then my dad notices a lake and a park to the left and of course he wants to go check it out. “Wow, it looks really pretty over there. I want to go see it. Do you want to go see it?” No I don’t want to go see it, but I say, “yeah, dad lets go check it out.”

My dad is the biggest photo whore ever. He wants me to take photos of him every time we reach a new destination so he can remember all the places that he’s been. My dad’s been to a lot of places. I think he’s on his 3rd or 4th passport. His last trip to China got prolong because he had to order more pages for his passport.

He’s a poser too.

We take more photos.

My dad is the swan whisperer.

We take our bikes down further and come upon a beach, man made obviously, but there was sand and everything.

We stop to take photos and then to sit on the beach and talk about life.

My dad tells me that today he’s really happy and if it weren’t for me he wouldn’t have came this far. I’m sure he would of eventually found it but it was nice to hear.

And then we head back home.

We stop for one drink break and this is where I make the mistake of telling my dad that I like to ride fast. I told him that because I wanted to get home as soon as possible. He rides fast the whole way down the bike path, so fast that he’s literally like 500 yards in front of me. Hello, my dad is 64 years old. What the fuck!

Later that day we head to my oldest sister’s home so we can spend time with her and my niece, Sianna. Sianna made a turkey out of food. She’s a creative kid.

The next day Jeff, my sister’s husband comes over with their daughter Sianna for Thanksgiving.

Lots of Chinese food this year.

I love my family and miss them everyday.

I love tofu too.

I made vegan lettuce wraps. Thanks for the recipe Bea. It was the only dish that was completely demolished.

My dad was happy Jeff came, even though Lien didn’t.

The girls after dinner.

Saying good-bye to Jeff.

And the next day we flew home. What a great trip. We have so much to be thankful for. Hope ya’ll had a wonderful Thanksgiving.

The best photos of Kola are taken when he sleeps.

In New York the possibilities are endless. So when it comes to things to do, it’s best to always have some kind of idea of what it is you want to do. Today we had big plans of having a picnic in Central Park, rowing in boats and of course playing by ear because what’s meant to be will always find a way… All I know is that whatever happens today, it’s gonna be a fucking blast.

Everyone is on there way to the Light Rail. Oh, and you know we had to bring Lil Kola Bud with us too.

In the subway.

Guav – “Stop hurting my Kuya Ben, Ray.”

We made a quick stop at Whole Foods for some picnic food. I got kicked out because I had Kola with me and Bea being the sweet pea that she is came with me so I didn’t have to wait alone. Me being the bitch that I am left her with Kola and went back in to get some food.

It was a gorgeous day today, perfect for a picnic in the park.

Apparently we weren’t the only ones that were out today. The park was full of energy and life.

Kuya Ben really gets in the zone when he eats

I’m happy.

So is Guav.

Kola too.

Snuggle time.

After our picnic we take a stroll through Central Park and walk right into a roller rink right in the middle of the path. It was totally random.

Seriously, there were all kinds of characters skating here today. I love eccentric people.

It was pretty packed at the park today so my family stood on top of a rock so they can check out all the action.

We keep on keep it on down the path and I spot a rainbow dude in a dress and a very big beard talking to 3 guys. WTF?

He even had a dog to match.

I still think Ray and Kola are way cuter.

We also came upon a group of kids and hula hoops. I had to stop and show those brats how it’s done.

Doan Can Do The Hula Hoop from Doan Chung on Vimeo.

Now we’re on our way to the boats. I can’t wait to start rowing. We’ve already decided that it’s gonna be the boys against the girls and they’re going to get their asses handed to them.

The sexy ladies.

Dun da da dun . . . FUCK YEAH!

How pretty is this. Day’s like this make me love life.

I love Ray too.

Ahh Shit! We didn’t make it in time, the last boat took off at 5:00. We’re just too slow. No worries. This is where we just play it by ear . Today we are travelers today and go where the wind takes us.

I think Guav loves Kola.

I think Bea loves Kola too.

Ben and Bea climbed a rock just to take a photo. Dun da da dun, FUCK YEAH!

We left the park and cruised the wild streets of New York. Lots of taxis.

New York has a lot of interesting things to look at.

Doan – “Hey you, stop taking photos of me and my friends. Let’s get him Jack.”

We’re gonna kick your ass!

Lots of high buildings around here.

Awe, I think they love each other.

Time Square is amazing at night.

Elmo hates Kuya Ben.

Of all the places we decide to go we pick Toys R Us.

I don’t know what this is on my head, but it feel magnificent.

Guav – “Hey man, you think you can stop taking photos of me and little dude, Your fucking with my reputation.”

Spider Man hates Jackie.

There’s always someone sleeping on the subway, today it was Ben.

It was getting late so we headed to Hoboken to grab a bite to eat and play Skip-bo, a card game Jack got me into.

Quit checking out my cards you cheater.

I don’t think Guav would function without his iPhone.

And then we all went home. Good Nite.