Live Long; Eat Noodles


This blog is all fluff, but I have to recognize the milestone.

I gotta give a shout out to my dad who turned 80 yesterday!! 

He says he has no secret as to why he has lived so long.  Maybe it's the noodles.

For as far back as I can remember, in keeping with Chinese tradition, my mom would make us eat noodles at each of our respective birthday celebrations.  Noodles are supposedly a Chinese symbol of long life, at least that's what she said.

You're saying to yourself," But, Roxanne, I thought you were Filipino." 

And you'd be right; we are.  I have no idea what got my mom started with the whole noodle thing, but she always had a host of superstitions/traditions that she would make us follow.

Like wearing polka dots on New Year's Eve, even if it was only on your pajamas.  Don't ask.  I'm still kind of sensitive about that somewhat embarrassing one.

So, last night, we had noodles for my dad, and his grandchildren "helped" to blow out his candles.  (When you have children in your family that are all under the age of 5, no adult is ever allowed to blow out his/her own candles.)

Recently, my dad has taken to saying that he is in "the last quarter," but I hope he goes into "overtime". 

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