In a world of Fish and Beer

I made it safely to my aunt's house in Texas! My family arrived when no one would be awake besides my grandmother and one of my other aunts - 7:30 in the morning. On appearance, my aunt screamed like a madman and ran up to hug everyone, and my grandma stood there a little confused until she realized her oldest daughter's family had arrived. The little ones (all of which are younger than 9 years) woke up a tad ticked off because someone was yelling their head off, in a high pitch manner, too. 

If this were my first time here at my aunt's, I would be awkwardly surprised at the two things she was most abundant of: fish and alcohol. Not all Texans stock high in beer, ale, and wine. My aunt just happens to own a liquor store. And the explanation for the fish? They don't sell fish, my aunt's husband just loves them. There are roughly six fish tanks in this two-leveled house, each with at least nine or ten fish in them. Their store has a fish tank, too. Whenever my aunt's husband isn't doing anything, he's always prodding at this fish.

For breakfast, at 8 o'clock, we had Shipley's donuts, something the three kids who live in this house don't get very often. So while chilling with them on youtube watching videos I don't know how to describe (they were something younger children would watch), the eldest of the three told me it was "an honor to have [me] here." When asked why, he replied it was "Because we get donuts!"

After breakfast, I ran around with the two boys of the three siblings, as they attacked my Winnie the Pooh Pillowpet with their own little teddy bears. It was a grand time. Unfortunately, I think I'm going to be sore tomorrow, and by the time I leave this place, my Pooh is going to lose his head.

At 11:30, we had lunch, which consisted of a traditional Vietnamese noodle soup. It had soft chunks of crab and a lot of vegetables. Then we all took a nap. Haha. Apparently there is nothing to do during the afternoon times in Texas. We woke up and had apples while some of the males of the household played League of Legends... And now, at 4:40, I was called out to eat dinner, already.

I did pull out my guitar for a little while, only to awkwardly play for my family members. They expected me to be able to finger pick incredible songs, but in reality, I only know how to strum a few simple chords. :P

Haha, so, so far, my trip has consisted of eating, sleeping, and putting my Pillowpet in danger. Speaking of which, where did the kids hide him this time?