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  • My 25

    You know how much I love to follow the crowd. Yay! I copied this from Mr.Jin who copied from Cakalusa who copied from UnFiltered! 

    This is a list of my personal weaknesses to the opposite sex. After living with Won for one whole month! 

    In no particular order:

    1). Ability to help cook or clean in the kitchen. Heck, I’m happy when he even just stands around and nibbles on the little scraps of meats as I am cooking. 

    2). Broad muscular shoulders. Something rock hard to rest my head on at night. 

    3). A nice firm fist that I know can knock the lights out of someone when I need him to. Not me. I mean someone else. 

    4). Nice teeth.

    5). A healthy amount of hair on the head.

    6). Nice feet! No blisters or stinky feet or ashy heels. Just nice feet. Wtf right?! 

    7). No accent. Proper English is so sexy.

    8). Multilingual

    9). Not controlling. Controllable. HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA I kid!!!! But seriously, I like that he gives me my way all the time but know that at any moment he is in control of the situation.

    10). Good with kids and pets

     

    11). Good with parents.

    12). Non smoker

    13). Cultured

    14). A dress shirt and some slacks are so sexy!

    15). Adventurous eater. At least try something once before you say that you don’t like it. Won is not this. He is such a baby! But ever since I started cooking, he actually is willing to try and LIKE whatever I make. Even green spinach juice!! I am so surprised he is eating all the salads I make him because before he NEVER EVER ate ANYTHING fresh!

    16). Able to drive all the time any time. I LOVE it when we can carpool to work at like 6 in the morning for an hour. And I can just knock out. Then after work, I know he is picking me up and driving us home. 

    17). Generally soft spoken around other people but can take care of business and become a hardass when we need it. And always joking and laughing at/with me. I know I can be SUPER silly around him and not be embarrassed. 

    18). Tattoos! Super sexy! 

    19). He is studios and will lock himself away from me for hours at a time to work or study. 

    20). Sex appeal. Not everyone can pull this off. 

    21). The smell of freshly showered. He showers twice a day. Clean fresh skin is my favorite!! And WhyTF is his skin ALWAYS so supple?! I practically bathe in oil to keep my skin from flaking in cold ass Seattle weather. *cries* It’s not fair! He doesn’t even know what moisturizer is! 

    22). Sleeping in the boxers. I do not like male butts! 

    23). Strong command of the American system. I don’t have to worry about anything. He takes care of all the money and insurance and mortgage and savings and stocks. 

    24). Big lips to kiss! 

    25). Rock solid bodies that will snap a bitch like a twig. 

    I am sure there are better weaknesses but I can’t think of them right now. I just based my list off Mr.Jin’s list. ha! 

  • Washington So Far

    *Whew* taking a break on xanga before I head back into my mountain of paperwork. So what’s been going on so far now that I’ve been here for a whole 5 days!!

    - My family found Seattle really boring. We finished our tour in 1 1/2 days. My given task is to find treasures here to do in Seattle so the next time they visit, I can take them! Oysters and king crab galore anywhere in the great Northwest? I’ve been sooooo surprised and deeply touched by my brother & his wife’s support of my move out here. I knew they had a rocky start with my now-fiance 3 years ago.. But now they are driving my car up for me, spending half a week in Seattle getting to know the place, helping me with taking care of my mom who is back in CA, and keeping constant contact with me to make sure I am okay. I wanted to cry when my brother tagged me on a FB post that simply said, “A new chapter…” while checking into Sea-Ta airport. Counting my blessings!! And hoping my other half of the family comes around (har har)
    - My mom hit her eye on the soap dish that was sticking out in the hotel bath tub. And now half her face, especially her eye, is covered in a dark black bruise. It’s getting worst and worst every day. I get so sad every time we skype because the bruise is so bad!! :(  
    - There is sooooo much effin’ paper work for me to do to transfer all my licensings and business to Washington! AHHHHHHHHHH!! I am never moving again!
    - I start a new position at a dentist office tomorrow morning!! I will first train to become a dental assistant, then I will work both front desk and in the back for the next year until I can apply for dental hygiene school. EXCITING!! Hopefully I can wake up on time everyday. Har har. Won is starting a new job at Amazon on Monday so  I hope we can commute together everyday, since its over an hour away from home. 
    - My books for weddings back in CA are firming up nicely so that I’m expected back in my Cali home about twice a month. You Californians feel free to take me to Boiling Crab while I’m there okay ;)
    - All the wedding planning is coming along nicely. Initially a few vendors refused to do our weddings because we did not fit into their requirement (effin’ Paebaek company!) but Won is superman because he talked them into doing our wedding anyway! Yay! Even though we have to pay extra for them to accommodate us. But I am sooooo happy!
    - For the first time I am taking money seriously. Before, I just made money, saved some, and spent some. It wasn’t ever really a worry because I never made a lot nor spent a lot. Just always enough so that I was really happy with what I had and wanted. But now that we are looking at a wedding, a new condo, a new business, a new family it’s so different. Won is teaching me how to make, save, budget, and spend. I’ve never budgeted before -___-  
    - I spent the last two day converting Won’s office into a walk in closet. It’s beautiful!! :)
    That is all I can think of. Here is a picture of Pinky, who follows my every single step. I can move over literally by 3 inches, and she’ll get up and follow me. I can hardly walk cuz she’s following my foot steps! And she always begging to sit on my lap or at least touching me somehow. She’s tooo cute to refuse. Can’t get anything done! Gah!! 

  • THAT girl. Gah!

    Okay first order of business, remember I wrote that entry about attracting things? Well guess what? A week later Won pretty much got 4 new job opportunities with very large companies. And now the company teams are even fighting over him! What a lucky guy. When it rain it pours! He is fighting off hiring managers left and right. My mojo must be strong for that to happen so quickly! Hahaha In all seriousness, he is actually pretty stressed about it. He can’t work for everybody, as much as I know he would have loved to.

    Okay, back to me.
    I’ve been reading so many entries about people who lose their opposite-sex best friend to a relationship because their significant other requires all of their time or attention and does not want them to hang out with said friend as much.  And everyone comments on how much it sucks for the friendship and how the new girlfriend/boyfriend must be so horrible to not let them have friends.
    And I’m thinking.. fuuuuck, that is ME! Everyone must hate me and think I am insecure right? 
    Wrong. 
    Before Won and I got together, I am pretty sure he had LOTS of girl friends.  I don’t know if he physically hung out with them but for sure they talked a lot (I know, I’ve seen the FB msges and texts!) But eventually one by one the girls rubbed me the wrong way, even though I NEVER met them or had any contact with them, except through reading his FB msgs with them. And I told Won upfront that I don’t like so and so because she said so and so. And now Won just has guy friends. And the few girls that he still talks with, I personally know them and like them. 
    What didn’t I like? Well there was this one girl who had a picture of Won holding up a sign that said he loved her. It was from a football bet that he lost. But she kept the picture and would use it as her FB profile picture from time to time during football season. So I told him that it bothered me. He did not think it was a big deal but told her to take it down anyway because I did not like it. She took it down but copped an attitude about it. They have not talked since.
    Or another girl friend who was his really good friend from high school or college or something. To me, she seemed to go out of her way to try to meet up for lunch or dessert or whatever. He always said how she is actually one of the guys, and not a girl. At first I told him to not go with her alone, just meet her up in groups. But then she kept making comments about how it must suck for him to have to work soooo hard to meet my demands (at the time) of two weddings. And how she felt bad for him that I wanted this and that. That drew the line for me. Here was this girl, who had never met me or seen the Van-Won dynamic, putting ideas into his head about how he should feel about me. Again, they do not talk anymore.
    Don’t get me wrong, I never got involved in any of these cases. I never contacted the girls or started any sort of drama. And Won and I never fought about it. I saw something I did not like. I told him when and why. And he did whatever it took to make me happy. Did I tell him not to talk to them anymore? No. He chose to not talk to them on his own. He chose my happiness over whatever it was his girl friends got out of talking to him.
    From my point of view, I don’t really care what kind of relationship he had with some girl before I came along. They could have been best friends and gotten each other through some of the most difficult times of their lives and have a special place in their hearts for each other. I really don’t care about that. It does nothing for my relationship with him, so why should I care. Sure, he can keep that memory forever and cherish it and be happy when he thinks about it but it doesn’t mean it’s going to affect any of our future plans together. 
    I mean, I’m sure at some point in our lives we were in love with Elmo and Cookie Monster but does that mean we still watch Sesame Street? No. We wear suits and go work in corporate buildings because our lives are different. We have different wants and needs that we fulfill from new sources. 
    Friendships do not have to be constantly lived through and revisited often for the rest of our lives. The real test of friends is knowing we’d still be there for each other even after decades of not talking. We forgive each other. It’s easy to be single and say why doesn’t so and so have time for me? But think of all the people who are married with careers and kids, they eventually disappear from the scene because they have more important things to do. And if you were a real friend, you would understand that and not hold it against them. It can be 3 years since I last talked to a friend but upon seeing them, I am so happy that they even remember me between their house and job and kids.
    Another way of looking at it for me: In my lifetime, I’ve never had a close opposite-sex friend so I simply do not understand the need for one. 
    Whatever your views,sane or crazy like me, it’s important to find people who have the same views you do. Less fighting :D

  • So Frustrating

    I’ve been very lucky in life to be able to afford to listen to my gut. When I’ve got a bad feeling about something like a job or a relationship then I leave. And when I’ve got a really good feeling about something, then I follow through and so far I’ve been really happy with my life. For whatever reason I’ve always been motivated by this good feeling. Although I’ve stopped to consider the consequences of failure, it’s never stopped me before.  

    My parents on the other hand.. are ALWAYS ALWAYS ALWAYS against any of my plans. I would think by now I’ve proven myself to be pretty darn capable and have good judgement. But for whatever reason, they always have a million reasons why I should NOT proceed with my plans. 
    I recently announced that I am applying to dental hygiene school and I’ve gotten some great leads and personal referrals for jobs in dental offices in Seattle. I would think my parents would be happy considering my whole life they told me to be a dentist or how I should work a stable job in a dental office like my cousin. But no…. suddenly I should NOT do anything in dental because their friends told them how dangerous the radiation from the x-ray machines are. And I am going to harm myself. I don’t know where they get this info from! Then on top of that, I am already sooooo great at eyelash extensions I should just stick with it.
    Except 3 years ago when I told them I wanted to go learn eyelash extensions, they were soooo against it. It looks disgusting and fake and it probably is soooo hard to do. And probably makes no money. And it looks so cheap, no one will respect me. *sigh* Of course that was until I learned it anyways on my own and became one of San Francisco’s top sought after eyelash extensions artist at the highest-end salon. Now they are sooo proud of me and want me to open my own eyelash extensions salon. 
    To open a salon, I have to go to cosmetology school and get my state license. Which of course I did secretly for over a year because they would never approve. They wanted me to go to normal college and do makeup just for fun. So I secretly went to cosmetology school, kept my uniforms and school kits spread out in my friend’s lockers because there wasn’t enough space. And when my friends brought their proud parents for family hair cut day, I pretended like I couldn’t care less to even invite them. But the truth was I knew how mad they would be, how cosmetology was for the failures and the dumb girls who could not do anything else. How it was for the lowly immigrants who could not speak English and had no other option. I kept thinking how cool it would have been had my parents were supportive and I could bring them to school to see where I spent fuck’n 8 hours day 5 days a week. And how all my teachers loved me and joked how I was easily their favorite student. But no. I kept it a secret for over a year. I figured out they must have known, just not supportive. So when I finally told them, the reluctantly agreed to come to our school’s fashion show where I was right about everything. they were finally proud of me and saw how many friends I had and how my teachers had nothing but praises. My mom and I finally were able to compare and contrast cosmo school back in her day versus now a days. So many wasted months of unnecessary stress on my end. 
    And before that, they were sooooo against me doing makeup. I had raised hell in the family by leaving college to go pursue my business. Can you believe I used to have to hide my makeup kit at my aunt’s house so my parents would not throw it away?! And I had to sleep over at my friends’ houses so I can get up and do makeup for weddings without my parents knowing. Sure, NOW they are proud of me after I make a living out of it. After I was able to financially take over all their bills and take them on nice vacations and buy them  nice presents. Now they brag to everyone how their daughter gets fully booked year round to do weddings for some of the most famous doctors, lawyers, and CEO’s in the area. And how I get to work on the most beautiful pageant queens and get flown all over to work on big shows. But before, it was how shameful it was to be a “powder girl” and how they brought me to this country to make something of myself, not throw it all away doing something with so little respect. And how no guy will ever want to marry a low class girl like me who only knows how to do makeup.
    And don’t even get me started on college. When I announced that I was going to apply to some of the best colleges in the country that were far away from home, they acted like I said I was going to deal drugs and murder. I applied anyway. And guess what? I got in, just like I knew in my gut I would. And I was so happy. But I was not allowed to go, I was made to feel like shit for disobeying and applying to those colleges. And everyone I knew was in shock that I had forgo a top school for some lame local college. I mean, this was THE dream school for everyone in my high school and I, the “dumb makeup girl,” had gotten in. But I must be REALLY dumb because I did not even go. I actually don’t even know the reason why I wasn’t allowed to go. They just screamed that I could not go. I hate parents who say, “Because I said so.” 
    I hate that I have to prove something to my parents before I can get their support. I wish they would just support me from the get go. It’s not like I make horrible life decisions. And even if I did, it’s not like my life is over. Every time I bring up something new, the conversations make me so angry I want to punch something. 
    But like I said, it’s the good feeling in my gut that motivates me the most. I  have never felt the need to prove anything to anyone, including my parents. I am not motivated by anger. I am simply listening to my gut. I am going to do what I know is right for me, like I always have in the past. And I’ll be glad to have their support when they finally decide to give it. Until then :)

    My disapproving parents. 
    Disapproving since 88′  
    And no I did not get a nose job in the recent years, I just didn’t know how to contour back in the days! 
    Awkward. 

  • The Law of Attraction

    A few months ago, I was introduced to this idea of energy and positive thinking. Last month I watch the documentary called The Secret about the Law of Attraction. I thought the documentary was a bit of an overkill but I believe the message! 

    The Law of Attraction basically says whatever you think will manifest itself through the energy in the universe. Note there is no positive or negative in energy, just the thought itself. For example:
    1. Oh God, I am so much debt! – more debt will accrue because you keep thinking of it
    2. I wish I were out of debt! – Even though you have a certain intention but because there is no positive or negativity in energy, you are still attraction debt because you are still thinking of it
    3. I will be prosperous and have all the money I need – finally! Same message but because of the way you are thinking, you will attract money and prosperity
    So without further ado, here are the things my energy is going to attract. I mean, you gotta put it out there in the universe for the energy in universe to work for you!!I am also going to add some pictures to help visualize it.
    1. Won works an amazing job and makes more money than I can spend
    2. We live in a modern day mansion in Pacific Heights or St. Francis Woods with tons of room to entertain and have guests
    3. Our 4 children will be BEAUTIFUL and smart and popular and all over great. And they will LOVE LOVE LOVE me as their mommy. (I thought it was creepy to put pictures of other people cute kids so I put pictures of famous Vietnamese/Korean celebrities instead. Hahahhaah Won is going to be like WTF)
    4. Won can buy me all the Chanel and Louboutins and other material things I want without even having to blink twice.
    5. We can pick up anytime and go on wonderful vacations.
    6. And world peace :D  (to make my list less shallow and less stressful for Won)
    7. I get into dental hygiene school and become an amazing dental hygienist, lash extension, makeup artist, hair stylist, agency represented, celebrities want to hire me kind of career person. Who also only works a little bit so I can still have time to play with my team of celebrity look a like babies
    What are YOU going to attract?

  • I Have A Lot of Accounting To Do Right Now

    But who cares because we got our engagement pictures back! Wanna see?! 

    In traditional Vietnamese outfit. Won refused to wear one because his friends told him it was a dress. Lol! I had mine custom made. Usually wedding Ao Dais have a wedding coat overlay but I decided to just make a really fancy one without the overlay so it’s more form fitting. Too bad the photos did not capture that the entire top was beaded with red and yellow crystals! It looks like just random spotty yellow designs. 
    My hair looks AHHHHHmazing thanks to my naturally hairyness (not always a great thing) and tons of hair extensions. EVERYONE looks better in hair extensions. For my business I used to advise bride to buy hair extensions for me to put in but people either were too lazy, did not think they needed it, or could not afford it so I had to do their hair without extensions and I always felt like it was lacking. Now I just up my price and INCLUDE extensions without asking for every one of my bride. Everyone LOVES it! Looks so much better! End hair rant.

    I like this! So romantic! I love Won in glasses so I made him wear them for at least one of the outfits! 

    Kiss me!! Syke!! Okay fine!!

    This pose was my idea. Our photographer was like, “SERIOUSLY!?” LOL!! I love it! So cheesey!! 
    His umma bought me a sexy han bok because I said I wanted a modern one. I altered it to make it fit tighter, got rid of the tacky shoulder straps, added boning so the dress stands on it’s own, and added the green trimming. I ended up loving it :)  

    I like this one. I imagine the conversation going something like… 
    ” Honey, let me take you on this nice romantic stroll.”
    ” Silly boy, princesses do not walk. Especially not outside.” 

    Here is Won whispering something dirty to me. I’m sure that was what it was. 

    Here is Won looking at my eyelashes. He is creeped out by my eyelashes and refuses to touch them. Does he not know I make a living by doing eyelashes!? 

    Here is Won being sexy. I purposely picked one short sleeve so he can show of his muscles and tattoo. I asked him to tattoo my name someday!! Hehe

    Welcome to our country dwelling!! Come inside our humble abode!
    How do we get across.. Hm..

    Our photographer asked if we’re supposed to be serious in the traditional Korean wedding attire. I don’t know if you’re supposed to even kiss! His umma told me if you don’t smile you will get a first born SON so she did not smile during her wedding. Lol we’re breaking all the rules! I can’t help it!! 
    We were lucky because it was raining all week and the one day we had our shoot scheduled, it was SUN SHINe!! Too bad everyone had the same idea because tons of people were in the Japanese Tea Garden which meant we had an audience. Way to make us feel more awkward. At first people were being sly and trying to casually take pictures of us on their Ipads. Then one woman asked if it was okay to take a picture then HOARDS of people lined up to take our pictures right next to our photographer. I am SURE there are tons of pictures of us floating around the internet. If you ever come across one, let me know! hahaha 
    A few weeks earlier, I had also scheduled a photo shoot with my mum! So she’ll have framed photos of us to look at once I move out. My mom hated pictures of herself because she felt fat and old and wrinkled and never looked at the camera or smiled. So when I worked with a photographer who specialized in taking beautiful natural woman portraits and making them look good through lighting and posing, I knew I had to do a session with my mom! 

    See my not as fabulous hair because I was without extensions. And because I did not have as many layers. After this shoot, I knew I needed a haircut for the engagement shoot. Long hair, need to care!
    For the first time ever my mom was so happy when she saw the photos! She looked amazing! :)
    It was frustrating choosing pictures to print because photos that I looked gorgeous in, my mom did not. And the ones that my mom looked good in, I did not. I ended up choosing the photos my mom looked good in since this was a present for her.
    And that’s a wrap! Stay beautiful everybody! And if you’re not, then get beautiful! :)

  • My Wisdom Teeth Experience

    I realize I never blogged about it even though I made a big deal about going in. 

    At age 24 all my wisdom teeth grew in. It was not painful but it was uncomfortable because I started biting into my gums so the dentist advised I should get it removed. I booked the appointment with the dentist, or was he a surgeon? My cousin is the receptionist at the dentist and she kept telling me I will be fine but I did not believe her. I kept asking if I should just remove 2 for now and 2 like a year later so I’m not in too much pain all at once. Lol she wouldn’t allow it! 
    Anyhow, Won booked his ticket to come take care of me.The night before we went out and bought tons of pudding and jellos and pain pills. I spent every night before the procedure reading every single tip and trick I could on dry sockets and pain pill addition.My friend at school had just gotten it taken out too and she told me how she had to go under and be monitored for a week so she doesn’t die. And how she had to slowly ween off the vicodine and missed school for a week and scared me bad! Not to mention Won kept reassuring me he’ll be there for me because his sister just had it done too and how out of it she was and how it’s not some little thing and that’s why he flew in just for this. And once back in high school, this REALLY pretty girl that I really liked got her wisdom teeth pulled and looked like a chipmunk and for whatever reason.. she NEVER lost the face fat. WTF right?! 
    The morning of Won took me out for a really nice expensive breakfast with nutella toast and eggs over easy since I won’t be able to eat for a while after the procedure. It was the best breakfast I’ve ever eaten. Won promised he would take me back some day. Still waiting…. Anyhow, I go into the office, by now everyone knows me. I get some shots for numbing and hang out for like 20 minutes. The doctor comes in and all I hear is crack, crack, crack, crack and in literally less 10 minutes he’s done. I’m still laying there thinking he just cracked the teeth to make it easier to remove. But he smiles and walks out. I’m like HUH?! Where is he going?! Then the assistant walks up to me and removes the little paper apron and shows me all my wisdom teeth in a little pile. We’re done?! That’s it?! I slowly get up in disbelief that was it! 
    I walk out and Won’s all, “done already babe?” He laughs at the gauze in my mouth, pays, and makes some comments about how he likes it when I can’t talk. To which a room full of patients waiting laugh -___-
    I’m still like WTF just happen. Did he REALLY just take all my teeth out already? We get into the elevator and I burst into tears and Won just laughs at me some more. Why did I cry? I don’t know. I just felt so violated. It was an emotional release.
    We get home. Won helps me change my gauze, gives me a vicodine, and helps me go to sleep. I wake up nauseous from the vicodine so I decide not to take anymore since I was not in any pain and the nausea was killing me. I’m deathly afraid of nausea since my last vertigo incident. 
    The next day we go to my cousins for dinner and no one believes I got my teeth done since I looked 100% normal and not at all swollen. They thought I had chickened out and did not get the procedure done. At first I just ate some porridge my cousin made specially for me. But the steak everyone else was having looked 10000x better. So I cut up some steak in smaller bite size portions and ate some through my front teeth. Steak never tasted so good. 
    I had no problems at all. Just a funny sensation when my little pockets were healing because I wanted to stick my tongue in there all day. Lol. 
    Now I want invisalign. Hopefully I’ll get the dental office job I’m applying for and they’ll give me discount invisalign in time for the wedding!! :D

  • Rant

    One of my New Years Resolution was to be positive about everything. Law of attraction, be positive and you will attract it. But I am allowed one rant!

    I read lot of Facebook statuses that basically say they hate seeing girls at the gym with a lot of makeup on. Why does this bother people? I mean does they cake face melt off into a puddle that you slip on and is a hazard? Does their false lashes fly off the treadmill and block your vision on the cycling machine? Are their pink shoes neon flashy that you need to vomit? No. The answer is no. So why do people bitch about what girls choose to wear at the gym?

    Maybe they work at a makeup counter during the day and go to the gym right free work and have no time to remove their makeup. Maybe they are a makeup artist like me and want to test the durability of makeup under heat and pressure. Maybe they are self conscious and need cake face to hide the fact that they turn tomato red like I do. Who cares what the reason is! If it doesn’t hinder you from what you are there to do. Then don’t bitch about it like they are making tr place smelly or dirty or unbeatable.

    Actually everyone is pretty damn ugly at the gym. Should be happy someone wants to looks nice even when they are working out. People are so god damn judgmental! And it’s not like the people who are bitching are any easy on the eyes. If you’re no miss America, I don’t want to hear about you judging how someone else looks.

    It’s like how at airport security old people take one look at me in my heels or heeled boots and skirts and they roll their eyes or make comments to their partner how they don’t understand why I would go through so much trouble. Translation: I am doing to hold up the line. WRONG!! I am lighting fast at security. And it’s usually the old clumsy people that take forever. But do you see me rolling my eyes or sighing loudly or making snide comments? No because its rude! Who am I to judge others and make ten feel bad for being themselves and cannot help to go faster! Hgmph!

    Sometimes my moms gets impatient at the grocery store line if old senile people are in front of us. I turn around and remind her she is not that far off and I know when she gets there she can do with a bit if kindness. No one died for waiting at the grocery store for an extra 10 minutes. Patience people! Patience and just enjoy the magazine stands or the flowers at checkout.

    End rant.

  • Iron Chef Van

    For my mom’s birthday my older siblings voted for me to cook since they got this idea in their head that I’m some wild chef in Seattle and they were feeling left out. For the last 24 years of my life, I have never once cooked for my family because they are picky and not  nice and have high standards because my mom is a bomb ass cook. And it’s not like I can make anything that they have not already eaten a real version of (unlike in Seattle where my cuisine is different than theirs). 

    So I brainstormed and decided to cook Hot Pot! 

    I made sure to buy the best ingredients! I did not skimp or go for the cheap stuff. I went for the break the bank ingredients. Pea shoots, spinach, mushroom, bok choy, jumbo shrimp, salmon, clams, wild scallops, pre sliced beef, onions, and garlic, ALL FOR LESS THAN $50. LOL Asian grocery store shopping win. Enough for 6 grown adult to stuff themselves for dinner plus for mom and I to eat again the next day for lunch. 

    It took me maybe 1.5 hours to THOROUGHLY wash and cut up everything. I was soaked up to my shoulders in cold water. But worth it! No one came out right to compliment me (bastards) but they did make comments about how different the scallops tastes than usual, and ate tons of it. I think everyone ate until they could not breathe anymore. The next day my mom finally said I did such a good job with the vegetables because they were so fresh and clean. 

    The only thing I needed help with was my mom had to make the broth and the dipping sauce, which is like practically the whole meal -____- Lol  baby steps okay!? 
    The broth was just onions, garlic, chicken broth powder, and water. 
    The dipping sauce is a  ”fish sauce vinaigrette.” Sounds fancy huh?! Lol fish sauce, sugar, lemon juice, vinegar, and water. 
    Oh, and apparently you’re not supposed to wash the beef slice. Who knew? Lol
    Afterwards, we had cake and I made everyone take pictures with my mom. They act tortured now but I bet you they’ll be so happy 20 years from now to have pictures with mum. 
     
    As you can see we have plenty of living room space that we clutter up with junk. All of my shit. My sewing kits, my christmas tree stuff, my home office equipment, I bet there is nothing you can’t find if you needed it at my house. Poor mommy always cleaning up after my “projects.” Lol once in high school someone described my house as homely. As in everyone feels at home at my house. : D
    Oh yea, for Christmas I took my mom to do a mother/daughter photo shoot with a professional photographer who specializes in women. And it turned out SOOOOOOOOOOOO bomb! I’ll share the photos with you guys later!! 
    I think that’s all the cooking posts I will have for a while. I am happy to not cooking anything for a long time. 

  • I Am Committed to Blogging

    Somehow these past few days I totally got caught up reading the blogs of some semi famous, super beautiful, super rich bloggers. It inspired me to blog more. Not that I am at all famous, or even beautiful, or rich. But I can still blog can’t I?! :D

    For Christmas I didn’t know what to buy Won’s family so I decided I would make them dinner. Which I might as well have announced to the world I would be growing wings and flying to another country. But I was so determined to make them crab and garlic noodles. Determination is stupid if you ask me -___-.  Anyhow, Won took me grocery shopping and I must have spent over an hour at the noodle section picking up and reading each one carefully. They’re ALL “egg noodles” yet so different. Fuck my life. Then while we were waiting in line to pay, I fought back the urge to throw up as the anxiety threaten to kill me. 

    We released the crabs once we got home. Then I instructed Won how to clean and chop them. He was so good even though it was his first time. I was scared he would get clawed and his mommy will blame me for scarring her precious son. SO MUCH PRESSURE!! Figures, I was the one who ended up bleeding. Got scratch by the effin’ microwave, THAT WE DID NOT EVEN USE. WHAT THE FUCK. I hate the kitchen. Then to make matter worst, the WHOLE family made a big deal about it. Even his dad, who never stirs for anything, rushed up to see me clutch my finger as I bled to death. 
    Two hours and two heart attacks later…

    TADA!!! Asian ginger & oyster sauce style + American beer & butter style crabs. Chopped, cracked, and ready to eat. Not pictured was the total fail garlic noodles that tasted like nothing and was so mushy and sticky you could cut yourself a slice of the tangled noodles. WTF. Why are noodles are hard to make? Eff them! Who needs carbs anyways!?!? They only make you fat! Then to add insult to injury, that hour I spent picking out this specific noodles, I would have picked better by closing my eyes and randomly choosing. I bought the wrong noodles even after an hour of scrutiny. Won saved the day by telling his parents that that noodles were SUPPOSED to be plain so they could compliment the oversalted (oops) crabs. *whew* good thing his family have never had the REAL garlic noodles from Crustaceons before. I’d be sure as dead and the embarassment of the century. 
    I held my breath as I watch them eat the first  few bites, expecting them to spit it out and make a face, the way I had when I tasted it. But to my utter shock and surprise, they ate it. LOADS of it. And acted like they liked it. And said they liked it! If they were lying to save my feelings, they sure were doing a good job of it. Hahaha <3
    The other day I met up with a girlfriend and told her my story. And she’s all like, “dude, everyone KNOWS that when you cook for the in-laws you’re supposed to cook an old recipe you’re good at , not something new!” And I’m all like, “I NEVER cooked anything before! EVERYTHING is new to me!” 
    Moral of the story: Marry someone whose family is so nice! And always supports you.  And make you feel good. Even if they have to lie to you doing it. Hahahahaha
    Edit: Won read this post and liked it. By infallible logic, he should treat me to a pair of shoes!!