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Now that 2009 is here I want to take some time to reflect on 2008. I always knew 2008 was going to be a good year. I remember looking forward to it because it was 08 and 8 is just a good fucking number. It was only a year ago Ray and I were living the good o life in the rainbow state, Honolulu Hawaii.

It was almost a year ago that I started my first post on this blog, January 9th 2008. Since then I’ve written 121 post. I don’t really know who’s all reading it, but it sure has made my hand written journaling take back seat.

I cut my hair super short for the first time ever. It was kinda cute wasn’t it?

Ray got a new iPhone.

Ray and I ran in The Annual Great Aloha Run, just a little over 8 miles, and we all know eight is a good number to start with.

We voted for our first time for the Democratic Party. But just for the record, once Hillary was out of the election Ray and I voted again for our first time for President for Obama of course.

Ray bought me my first brand new computer. Mac 4 life baby!

MyBabyOurBaby Launched.

We finally found the dock where Lost, our favorite television series, was filmed at. We searched the island for it forever.

We went camping at Melekahana, our first time camping in Hawaii and Ray’s first time ever. He’s not a fan.

Rocked out at the Kokua Festival, a festival Jack Johnson puts on every year in Hawaii.

CheapPlacesToEatInOahuHawaii.com, my blog had become a major hit and one of Hawaii’s most popular food blog websites.

I called some lady a cunt on my last day of work, because she was.

We got to swim with dolphins.

We moved back to the main land, California first.

Ray got to meet some of my extended family.

Tried wake boarding for the first time.

Got to ride dirk bikes again.

Moved to Austin

Where we met the Semmlers, Shane’s older brother and his family and now mine.

Kidnapped Kuya Ben’s dogs.

Found the Agave Homes and fell in love.

Ray introduced me to Marcos. He works for NASA.

Went to our first roller derby.

Spent Bachelorette week in Florida with my best bud Jack Mother Fucking Dogg with a double G.

Got married, 080808.

Got my first tattoo with my old crew from V-Town.

Traveled to New York, but just for a couple of months.

I stopped eating meat.

Met Guav Mom and the Roses and I have to tell you I’m a fan. Hope we get to see them again soon.

I got to freelanced at Jimmy Z’s, thanks to Bea.

We got to be extras in Friday Night Lights.

I almost died from pneumonia.

I met the Semmler’s, the rest of Shane’s family, and now mine as well and went to my first professional basketball game. Go Mavericks!

As you can see I love recording my life and 2008 was a year worth recording. There was a lot of cherry popping going on and I got to meet a lot of people that will be in my life for the long haul. We also moved around a lot, Hawaii, California, Austin, New York, Dallas. Things are just never boring with us. I’m looking forward to a healthy, happy and prosperous year for 2009. I know great things are to come.

Now that the wedding is over Ray and I can start going out and seeing what Austin is really all about. The Austin Hot Sauce Festival was going on not too long ago so we decided to check it out. I love hot sauce and Ray puts up with it because he loves me. As you can see, the place was packed, the lines were extremely long and it was hotter than Satan’s asshole.

We walked around but the lines were ridiculously long, and all for what, a few measly chips and salsa, like about as much as you get if you were sampling them at Costco. Fuck that, hot sauce isn’t my forte and I don’t like it that much.

Ray and I took a break, not because we were tired, but because it was fucking hot. Across from me sat a girl on the phone, who doesn’t know how to cross her legs. She was wearing white silk panties and doesn’t like to shave. I was certain this would be the high lite of my whole day so I tried to pretend to take a photo of the scenery behind her without being too obvious. But Ray made me feel like a perv and opted to go. So I guess what I’m getting at is you can thank Ray for why your staring at a photo of him and not the hairy pussy of some poor stranger I wanted to expose. Thanks Ray for being a fun tampon once again and stopping the flow of fun.

Since the hot sauce festival was a major drag where else is there to go but the State Capital where we can look like total tourists with no life.

Fun fact #1, the Texas State Capital is the largest of all the state capital buildings.

Fun fact #2, we look about as exciting and awesome as these folks do.

We couldn’t handle all this excitement so we decided to find salvation at a near by bar.

I think the best part of Ray’s day was playing old school Atari.

I personally think my tongue tricks are more exciting.

Doan from Doan Chung on Vimeo.

Ray’s two favorite things, me and his iPhone but I think he loves his iPhone more.

Fuck the iPhone.

Ray and I had originally planned on getting marry at night. I mean we wanted to kiss under the moon light because, well it’s romantic and no one does that. But the more I planned the more I realize it wasn’t practical which is why no one does it. Everyone would starve because dinner wouldn’t be till like midnight and the staff and caterers would be working super late. So we pushed the wedding as late as we could, around 8 or so, and just decided to play on the 080808 theme and have me walk down the isle at 8:08. Anyhow, I know it’s almost a month later, but here’s a compilation of the photos that were taken during the ceremony.

Ray and our Reverend Jack

The flower girl was my niece Sianna. Hey, Amet just got here, glad you could make it.

Walking down the isle with my mother, it was so hard not to cry.

I think it was Ray’s dad that started the stream of tears, then Ray, then my sisters, then my mother then Jackie and then me. I didn’t look at the audience but I’m sure everyone was crying by now.

I knew I wasn’t going to be the only one crying so I had some tissue tucked between my titties ready for him

Selena and Kola, Lana’s always ready to take a picture.

My sisters look so tan.

It looks like we planned to get married at sunset.

I look so in love.

Our audience.

I Ray Hernandez of Mesquite Texas . . .

I was wearing some bright ass nail polish

You may now kiss the bride

We are the Champions

And that was our ceremony. Stay tuned for more photos to come.

One of the best things that I love about my wedding is that it was very small and very personal. Because of that almost everyone contributed a little of their love, a nice personal touch, and we all know a lot of a little adds up to a lot and in the end when I look back, my wedding was definitely one of the best days of my life. Right now I just want to take the time to thank everyone for coming and especially everyone who contributed. Jackie was a one army party at my bachelorette party in Florida. I was there for over a week so she seriously help me plan almost everything and helped me write out the whole ceremony. She also married us, was the videotographer, made her infamous jungle juice that fucked everyone up later that night and let me borrow her necklace the day of. Bea made our wedding bands by hand, I mean seriously slave over them by hand for weeks on end, sang us a song and also let me borrow her necklace the day of.

My sisters, Lana and Selena, and my mother did a fantastic job cooking the day of at the BBQ. Ray’s dad and Chris Semmler were in charge of the grill. Jackie and Bea, though not my brides maids, took on the role and was there by my side the whole time. My girls from Vacaville, Monica, Becky, Heather and Jen, went back into town to pick up the vegan cake I forgot about. Yes, I forgot about cake, something that never happens. Ben, Steven Ray and Guav were our photographers, being the amazing photographers that they are, it was a very suiting role.

Val was my helpful little runner while I was getting ready, at my beck and call, getting whatever I needed every time I called. My sisters, Lien, Lana, and Selena were my brides maid. Kola, our dog, even put on a tux and walked down the isle next to Selena. My niece was the last minute flower girl. Bea and Toph were the grooms people. Toph was also the best man, at Ray’s side the whole time. My new brother in law, Kevin, was the informer by being guided and informed on the proper usage of the facilities. Bea’s sister, Bernh, also did some video work and assisted me with my makeup.

Kaila, Ben’s daughter and Val also helped take some photos. Toph, Bea, Jackie, Lana, Becky and Beau gave a wonderful speech. Steven Ray’s girl, Nycole, whom I just met that day and absolutely love, took full charge and came up with the beautiful flower arrangements around the pagoda. Gauv along with the help of a few others draped the pagoda; he was deserted for a while so he gets most of the credit. Bea along with help from the rest of the girls did the boutiques, flower and candle arrangements.

I’m sure I’m leaving a few people out, but I just wanted to express my gratitude to everyone, even those that just showed up to witness our day. Because of all of you my wedding turned out better than I had envisioned. Kudos and much love.

First I have to pick up Val, then Jen. Becky gets in at 11:00 p.m. Bea and Gauv were suppose to get here around the same time but their flight was delayed and I have to pick them up at 2 in the morning. It’s two days before my wedding and I have some minor things I want to take care of before everyone arrives but it’s impossible since I have no control over their flights. Ray can’t help me because he’s at his bachelor party in Dallas. Ahhhhh! Fuck it. Jen, Val and I head to Kona Grill to get some drinks before I have to pick Becky up. Since our apartment is tiny I’m taking Becky and Jen to Becky’s friend, Autumn’s, house to stay the night right after I pick up Becky from the airport.

This photo here is the start of my stress. Up until now is when I start to loose it. It’s the next day. Ray gets here and he brings with him Beau and Chris. We all walk down the street to grab a quick bite before we have to split up. I head to the airport with Bea and Val to pick up Monica and Heather and then swing by Autumn’s house to pick up Becky and Jen. My friends Heather, Monica, Becky and Jen are all super close and none of us have seen each other in some time, so as soon as they all see each other they hug and want to take photos. I let them know that we’re in a bit of a time crunch and we have to make it quick and that’s when Becky says something like, “taking an extra two minutes isn’t going to matter.” I suppose she’s right, but I’m seriously starting to stress because in like an hour or so we should be meeting up for paint ball and we still need to meet up with the boys at Costco.

So as soon as everyone loads up in the car, Becky makes, not a request but a demand to get some beer and a few other girls chime in in approval. I reluctantly have Bea take them to the mini mart and by this time I’m trying my damn hardest to stay cool. You see, I have been so proud of myself for staying so cool throughout the whole wedding planning process. I have not been a bridezilla nor do I want to be but my friends are making it really hard for me to not want to rip their fucking heads off and chuck it straight out the window at some poor drivers wind sheild or down the freeway so their skulls will be crushed by the tires of diesel trucks. I know they’re just happy to see one another and just want to party but have a little consideration. It’s my day, my wedding, and I’m stressed on time and stopping by for beer probably won’t make a difference but it adds to my frustration people.

So they all get back into the car and I’m pissed off but trying my best not to show it. It’s hard because I have always been the type of person to tell my friends exactly how I feel but with so many people in the car and considering how pissed I was I didn’t think it was the right time or place. Becky could sense I was upset and later says to calm me down, “we’re on exactly the right time schedule we need to be, honey.” This only aggravates me even more and I envisioned her head bouncing off the hood of a car and onto the freeway cement where an on coming school bus pops it like an itty bitty pimple without any notice. First thing all of you should know, I despise being called honey, or sweety by anyone that is younger than me, in a condescending tone or by any one other than Ray when I’m pissed off. And besides how the hell would you know that we’re on the right time schedule? I’m sorry have you been planning this wedding? Anyhow, everyone could feel the vibrations of my stressful energy and I hate all this pity sympathy because the fact of the matter is I would be fine if we didn’t have to stop for beer so I just blurt out that I really didn’t want to stop for beer.

Now we’re at Costco and I’m trying to stay away from my Vacaville friends because I’m too mad and stressed to deal with them. We have a lot of people, 3 carts full of Costco stuff and we’re late for paint ball. Bea could tell I was starting to lose it. I wanted to cry and it was so hard not to but I didn’t want anymore pity sympathy, especially now that the boys were around.

There was absolutely no room in the car. I was stubborn and wanted to put the boy’s Tetris skills to work but no one was having it. Bea called Enterprise and we all had to wait outside with all our stuff for enterprise to come and save the day.

My friends left to the car to go drink more beer. God bless them.

Finally Enterprise came, took me, Bea, and Guav away to sign some paper work and we were back in a black P.T Cruiser. We all loaded up the cars and headed to Memory Lane in acceptance that there would be no paint ball.

on our way

It’s been a month since we left Hawaii and still we have no home. WTF!!! Seriously. It’s actually been 6 days since we drove to Austin, but finding a place to live has proved to be quite challenging. Ray and I drove straight shot to Austin only stopping twice, but for no more than a couple hours. We rented a hotel for two days and nights and took that time to search for a place to live.  We found a place at the Domains.  It’s not exactly the place that I have envisioned but it’s second best and when you limited with time, money and patience second best will do. However, because Ray is self employed renting an apartment is a lot more difficult for us.  I don’t really want to to through the details but it’s been really frustrating.  Thank God for the Semmlers.  We moved out of Shane’s apartment in Hawaii only to move in with his older brother, Chris and his family.  We didn’t actually move in but it sure as hell seems like it.  Chris and his family kindly took us in so we don’t have to waste all of our money on a hotel while waiting for the people at the Domain approve us.  An address they pulled up on Ray’s report ended up being his work address where he had his mail forwarded about five years ago for convienence so they need to call to verify that Ray never lived there.  Since it’s a holiday weekend we won’t find out until Tuesday.  Anyhow, it hasn’t been all that bad.  I’ve grown to love Chris and his family.  He has a beautiful wife name Tiffany and four of the cutest sons I have ever seen in my life.

stuffed

This is how stuffed the car still is.  There was no way to even see out of the rear view mirror and somehow, Kola still manages to mold himself into the side of all our shit to sleep.

Bea and Guav

Bea and Guav are our cool friends, with cool jobs, cool tattoos and cool celebrity friends. Last week they flew into Los Angeles for Ashlee Simpson and Pete Wentz’s wedding. We decided to stay a few extra days so we could hang out. I asked my sister, Lana, if we could all stay at the guest house that Ray and I usually stay at, but just so happens the person renting it out was actually going to be there. So Ray and I ended up staying in Lana’s house in the work room and we had Bea and Guav rent a hotel within driving distance.

how the boys shop

This is how the boys shop with the girls, they wait next to the dressing room playing with their iPhones. I actually prefer shopping like this because this way Ray is in good company so I don’t feel rushed and surprisingly, I like shopping with Bea. She makes a much better shopping partner than Ray. Sorry honey.

before the wedding

This is Bea and Guav right before the wedding. Don’t they look glamorous?

L.A. Ink

Ray and I decided to stay in town so we didn’t have to drive all the way back that night to pick them up. In an effort to kill time we played the tourist roll and went to famous sites like Rodeo Dr. and Whilshire from Pretty woman, cruise Sunset and went to L.A. Ink. I tried to convince Ray to get a tattoo since he already knows what he wants, even though the chances of getting a tattoo from someone from L.A. Ink on a walk in was slim, but you never know. Ray grew a vagina and pussied out but it didn’t matter because no one from the actual show was working.

hanging out at the pool

The next day we hung out at the pool and in the pool. Bea managed to start war with a little kid in the pool and he wouldn’t stop shooting water at us.

ray catching rays

Ray is not happy about me taking photos of him all the time but that never seems to stop me from doing so.

Bea eats candy alone

Bea enjoys her candy alone. She’s eating pieces of chocolate from the wedding while staring out the window. No need to explain, I completely understand.

too close

Guav and Ray found time to bond.

riding bike

And Guav manage to find time to take the cruiser on a test run down the street and back.

iphone play

Ray and Guav played with their iphones while waiting for Bea to get ready.  Notice Kola sleeping on Guav’s head.

kola thinks

Look who woke up?  Kola is really is the cutest dog in the world.

jump doe

Of course hanging out with Guav wouldn’t be complete without bed jumping photos.  These photos are taken by Guav.  I call this one “Flying with Peter Pan.”

ray jumps

Ray’s bed jumping photo.

bea jumps

Bea bed jumping photo.

Hanging out with Bea and Guav was lots of fun and much too short.  Like I said, I should of taken more photos while they were down.  Some memorable events that are worth mentioning are:  Guav sat next to Gossip Girl, Michelle Trachtenberg, on the flight to Los Angelos and apparently stirred up some celebrity drama.  We think it’s amusing but Guav doesen’t.  By the way, all the rumors are completely true. We saw Mrs. Jay from Top Model at the restaurant,Toast.  Bea bought my wedding dress at a vintage shop and I found out Bea is fun to shop with, not because she bought my wedding dress.  Every time I hang out with these guys I love them more and more.  I guess Ray was right, “Bea and Guav are sooo cool.”  Yes they are and I miss them already.

Lana\'s place me and Ray

Ray and I arrived on the 29th of April and stayed in Southern California for about 3 weeks. A lot has happened in these three long weeks and I feel like I need to give everyone an update. We’ve been Chung house hoping a lot. First it was Momma Chung’s house, then Lien Chung’s house, to Lana Chung’s house, back Lien Chung’s house and back to Lana Chung’s house. Did ya’ll get all that? Try saying that 10 times in a row. It took a while for our vehicle to arrive so for the first two weeks and we were either stranded or relying on someone to pick us up and drop us off. We went to a bunch of malls, Target, and got home cooked meals from Mama Chung. Lien had a house leaving party and invited all the Chungs to come, and when I say all the Chungs, I mean, my aunts uncles, and cousins so Ray got a chance to meet a lot of them for the first time.

chungs

We even got to see Sianna, my favorite and only niece, in action at her gymnastic class.

Sianna In Gymnastics II from Doan Chung on Vimeo.

Sianna At Gymnastics from Doan Chung on Vimeo.

On the first day at Lana’s the whole family had a really nice stroll down the beach and later we all had dinner out on the patio.

patio dinner

riding bikes

During the next few days at Lana’s we rode bikes, had margaritias and lots of wine, went to their friend, Dave’s lake house and rode dirt bikes and wake board.

wake board

relaxing with kola

ray wakes

My sad attempted at wake boarding.

Doan’s Failed Attempted at Wake Boarding from Doan Chung on Vimeo.

If at first you don’t succeed try try try again.

Another Sad Attempted at Wake Boarding from Doan Chung on Vimeo.

A view of the bike killer bike track.

A Look At The Dirt Bike Track Behind The Lake House from Doan Chung on Vimeo.

ray rides

Ray road on the track this time.

Ray’s First Time On the Dirt Track from Doan Chung on Vimeo.

I ride

bikers

On Mother’s Day we all ordered way too much food and went back to Mama’s house. Ray and I went home with Lien that night.

photowhores

The night before my parents and little sister’s vacation we all went out to a really nice Korean restaurant and I had the best beef I’ve ever had. Oh my God it was so good, like orgasmic good. The whole time I was like, “baby, this is so good, you gotta try this, oh, wait you don’t eat beef. Oh, my God baby, this is sooo good.”

korean

Anyhow, the next day we finally picked up our car, which was a total bitch to get to because we got lost and were on foot. We seriously had to jump fences, cross several freeways, walk down railroad tracks and get pulled over by two cops only to find out when we got there that we should of just taken the Passport Bus because it takes us right to them for free.

getting the car

The next day my parents and Selena went on vacation. Sianna had a school musical that we went to.

Sianna at Her School Musical from Doan Chung on Vimeo.

Sianna’s School Musical from Doan Chung on Vimeo.

and later Bea and Guav fly in. After we pick them we’re heading back to Lana’s house. Anyhow, there you have it. I really tried to wrap it up in a nutshell but as you can see a lot has happened since we’ve been here. Oh, our crazy life. Oh, I forgot to add, Ray started eating beef again.

ray eats beef