Yesterday, March 23, was not only Easter, but it was also our anniversary. Matt and I have been married for four years. Four years! That seems so long, and yet the time has gone by so quickly. It is strange to think that almost half of my marriage we have lived in Seoul.
Matt surprised me with a beautiful bouquet of roses, and it was lovely, and he also cooked me his favous fried rice (probably one of two things he knows how to make), and it was delicious. On Saturday we went out to dinner, which was quite nice.
Four years, four good years...
And we are looking forward to many more.
Monday, March 24, 2008
Wednesday, March 19, 2008
Oh, the Indignity!
So there is this Bag Tag thing going around, and wouldn't you know it, it caught me! I was Bag Tagged by Molly.
THE RULES:
1. You have to show your bag.
2. Show all the contents of the bag - no cleaning out first!
3. Bag Tag five more people.
This is my current bag. I do switch it up sometimes, but I've been using this one for several months now, mostly because every time I switch bags, I must clean it out...
...Yeah, I'm really wishing I had switched bags sooner....
There it is, folks. My purse vomited (i.e. I dumped it out), and that's how the cookie crumbled. It is arguable that the cookie was crumbled before the contents were disrupted (i.e. dumped out), but that is speculation for another day.
Items of note:
1. the earring I thought was lost forever. Yay!
2. speeding ticket (curse those cameras!) receipt that is to be "kept for three or five years."
3. Panda wallet.
4. van Gogh exhibit ticket stub.
5. three pairs of fingernail clippers (so that's where they all went).
6. .... no, that's it.
I do not know if I even know five people to tag, but here goes:
Melissa
Kelly
Jennefer
Cheryl
Steppicita
I do know five people. I'm so happy I could cry. ~sniffles~ Och, I'm feeling verklempt. Talk amoungst yourselves. I'll give you a topic:
What is it about these types of games (i.e. Truth or Dare) that, though we certainly know better, we still comply religiously with all the rules?
Discuss.
THE RULES:
1. You have to show your bag.
2. Show all the contents of the bag - no cleaning out first!
3. Bag Tag five more people.
This is my current bag. I do switch it up sometimes, but I've been using this one for several months now, mostly because every time I switch bags, I must clean it out...
...Yeah, I'm really wishing I had switched bags sooner....
There it is, folks. My purse vomited (i.e. I dumped it out), and that's how the cookie crumbled. It is arguable that the cookie was crumbled before the contents were disrupted (i.e. dumped out), but that is speculation for another day.Items of note:
1. the earring I thought was lost forever. Yay!
2. speeding ticket (curse those cameras!) receipt that is to be "kept for three or five years."
3. Panda wallet.
4. van Gogh exhibit ticket stub.
5. three pairs of fingernail clippers (so that's where they all went).
6. .... no, that's it.
I do not know if I even know five people to tag, but here goes:
Melissa
Kelly
Jennefer
Cheryl
Steppicita
I do know five people. I'm so happy I could cry. ~sniffles~ Och, I'm feeling verklempt. Talk amoungst yourselves. I'll give you a topic:
What is it about these types of games (i.e. Truth or Dare) that, though we certainly know better, we still comply religiously with all the rules?
Discuss.
Monday, March 03, 2008
I'd be sweating too. . .
I have a stuffed animal collection, and yes I know I am 25 years old. It is not very big now, as I have given most away, but some I keep (for their curative properties) like the Sheepo and the Peep. One of my more recent acquisitions is the Abominable Snowman (hereon referred to as "the Bumble") from that Rudolph claymation. Here's a picture of the Bumble, and yes, Bumbles do bounce.
But then the other day I noticed something rather uncanny about my good Bumble when I was sporting my new hoodie ("Oops! She's ugly").
"!!!" I thought to myself. The resemblance cannot be accounted to coincidence. Upon further investigation, I discovered that there is physiological evidence that the Bumble, previously supposed to be male, might actually be a female, and a rather ugly one at that. I will refrain from mentioning specifically what this evidence is, but I will appeal to Molly (you know what I'm talking about) for a further testimonial.
Egads! but who would have thought?
But then the other day I noticed something rather uncanny about my good Bumble when I was sporting my new hoodie ("Oops! She's ugly").
"!!!" I thought to myself. The resemblance cannot be accounted to coincidence. Upon further investigation, I discovered that there is physiological evidence that the Bumble, previously supposed to be male, might actually be a female, and a rather ugly one at that. I will refrain from mentioning specifically what this evidence is, but I will appeal to Molly (you know what I'm talking about) for a further testimonial.Egads! but who would have thought?
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