Miss me? Heck, I miss mee! So many exciting things happening, where to even start GAH!!!

Family: I just had some cousins from Australia visit. I got to play San Francisco tour guide and we did all the fun things in San Francisco like:
-Cable car ride, my first time too! Soo scary yet exhilarating hanging onto the side of that car cruising up and down hills.
-Chinatown for some famous Golden Gate bakery don tats! Yuuumm!! Luckily, they were open!
- Pier 39 to watch the Sea Lions, soooo cute!!!! It was such a nice day and they were all sun bathing
- Ghiradelli square for the famous ice cream sundaes!
- Asia SF tranny bar to taste the gay capitol of the world. This time the girl’s weren’t THAT pretty so I still felt SOMEWHAT like a woman upon leaving. Haha

- Shopping: Makeup & hair shopping is the best with me because I know where all the best deals are. I know the best products. AND I get major discounts
Conclusion: I am a BOMB ASS tour guide. End of story.

School: So in case you didn’t know I finished cosmetology school a few months ago. I got my official State Board license last week. CHYEAAAAAAA! And instead of going back to regular college, I am instead going to school for FASHION!! It’s been soooooooooooo much fun. I really look forward to school every week! Who wants me to make them a t-shirt or drawstring pants? Hahaha I’m in the beginner’s class okay!? Thats all we learned how to make so far!

Charity: I am makeup chair of the San Francisco Princess Project. It’s a charity that collects dresses, accessories, makeup from the public and big corporations. And we have give away days where high school girls can come and shop for a prom dress and accessories for free! This year we will be adding a makeup booth where the girls can come learn to do their own makeup for prom by.. ME! Exciting!!

Work: My business is doing well, my website is bomb, prices will go up. But I am taking up a new job offer to work 2 days during the weekdays at a eyelash extension specializing salon. The salon is sooo freaking cute and the owner is famous. Featured in Vogue magazine’s pick for eyelash extensions. I’ll be learning the trade of running a successful salon and perfecting my eyelash extension skills. And getting paid! And I’ll have something to do during the weekdays and la bing la boom. Life is blessed.

Love: Won and I had some major blow up fights already this year. But it only made us that much closer. And I’m EFFING MOVING TO SEATTLE in one year’s time. We have it all figured out. Money, business, living arrangements, work, everything. WTF!! Hahahaha. It’s exciting and scary at the same time. I feel like one year is sooooo far out and I have all the time in the world but I know that is not the case. Cue: I’ll miss San Francisco for all the reasons I listed in the beginning of this blog entry *cries*

Friends: My friends are great. Even if I only see them once a year. The connection is still there and we can sit our asses in a corporate conference room at 9PM and still spill our hearts out. So much love <3

I am blessed. Thank you God and the amazing people I’ve come across in this world.

Side story: My cousins who is like a human Barbie: tall, skinny, blonde, big boobs, big smiley pink lips, super pretty, super nice, commented on how people (including strangers) are REALLY nice to me. Like nicer than they would ever be to her. I thought that was weird because she’s sooo pretty and usually gets all the attention so I would think to her the world is peaches and roses. But she says she notices how people are just really genuinely more kind to me than to anyone else. Awww. Maybe cuz I’m so tiny and people feel bad and like it’s a public service to be nice to us little ones who don’t take up much space. Oh well.. Who cares? I love you too world <3 <3 <3 <3 

I need to buy a proper mic (ahem * Mr. Choe…) or speak louder or closer to the camera or something. To sum it up..

1. Sew: Currently taking sewing classes at community college. Made traditional Northern Vietnamese dance costumes for the dancers at church

2. Learn Korean. nada

3. Charity: Spent a lot of time, money, and effort into putting together a dance for our church’s new year’s celebration. It’s the first time in our church’s history that the teenage group participated in church so everyone was very supportive of us. And the teenagers themselves are very excited about our future plans to create a youth group for our church.

4. Photo Shoot: I’ve done a TON lately. Can’t wait to see and share the photos!

5. Open a Salon: Will be taking my state board exam in 2 weeks. Have concrete plans to expand business into Seattle.

6. Baby: No progress. But my mom told Won to give me a diamond ring or a key to a house for Valentine’s day… Hehe

And how for some totally random photos:

Mom’s 60… something’s birthday. I dunno. Lost count. See compost bin? Awesome! Everyone should compost, really.

   
With the dancers from church. We’re wearing traditional Ao Tu Than, which represents North Vietnam. This outfit preceeded what we’re mostly familiar with, the Ao Dai. Tu means 4 and Than means body. The dress is called 4 body because the coat part of the dress is composed of 4 panels of fabric (can’t really see in this photo).

We’re holding these yellow flowers, Hoa Mai, which represents Lunar New Years. These flowers have to be tended to very carefully so that they bloom during the 3 days of New Year. We danced with these Hoa Mai branches and incense since it’s in church.

 
With the super silly and fun girls. Can you believe I’m freaking 10 years older than them.. yet I’m the shortest -____-. Ughhhhhh. I use to teach them dance when I was 18 and they were 8 years old! Skip 6 years when I didn’t see them because they thought they were too cool to dance in church. Now I’m 24 and they’re only 14. I’ve never felt old before until today. *cries* hahahaha

But now I’ve reconnected with the girls and they see that dance and traditional clothes can be super fun and cute (thanks to mizzz designer moi) they are very happy to continue dancing for future church holidays. It’s such an accomplishment because most teens stop caring about church and participating so I’m SOOOO happy to hear that they WANT to continue to hang out outside of church. Looks like our dream of creating a church Youth Group is finally coming together. Plus after our dance, a few parents and teens came up to the priest asking if they can be in the next dance. Success! Our group will only get bigger and bigger. But next time I’ll just teach and design, I won’t actually be in dance. Lol so embarrassing, I’m so old! WTH, when did time fly by!!?!?

LOTS of GREAT things happening in the new year. I’m so happy

Here are names I would name my kids. In no particular order or combination preference. No first or middle name preference. Although, I think I would want all my kids to have an English first name and a Vietnamese middle name. This is assuming they get a Korean last name.

Girls

Jenny: I’ve always really like this name because it’s so simple and girly yet carefree, strong and outgoing. For some reason this name gives me the image of a tall girl running through a field of flowers on a sunny day. Weird, I know. But this name probably will not come to fruitition because this is my cousin’s name. And I don’t want my kids to have the same name of an existing family member.

Gwen: The name is exotic to me. And reminds me of something very precious, like a gem, but with a twist.

Uyen: I imagine this name bearer to be very innocent and sweet. Won is like 100% against this name cuz it’s my sister in law’s name and he doesn’t want our kids to have the same name as my sister

Diem: I always think of this name as someone being very beautiful and girly and extremely smart and clever.  And I like the Y sound it starts with (In Vietnamese it’s pronounced like Yee-em)

Grace: So Korean I know. Maybe she’ll end up looking like a Kdrama hottie. Hahaha. I imagine Grace to extremely kind and romantic, with an air of beautiful sadness. Although I hope my daughter isn’t actually sad.

Joy: See Grace. But replace the sadness with outgoing.

Boys:

I don’t know. I don’t think about them much. I mean, I would love little boys and all but I don’t get as excited as when I think about daughters. Terrible, I know.

Anytime I read a front page blog about marriage, it seems to be so negative. And the comments are just so beyond negative. I wonder if these people really mean what they say or if they are just making excuses for how unhappy they are.

I guess I am like 100% biased because I work in the wedding industry. And I think it normal to spend $100k on your big day because everyone I know does!

Anyhow, no do not spend money you don’t have but if you have it, then you should spend it unapologetically. I mean, just because I cannot afford a $10k dress doesn’t mean I should hate on someone who does and tell her that she is wasting her money and should be buying a house. Who is to say she doesn’t already own a hundred houses and gives like $1 million dollars more to charity than I do every year. Therefore, yes, go for the $10k dress. Sure, when you say it doesn’t make sense to spend so much on ONE DAY and you would rather have a house or a car or something, it makes it seem like that one day is too expensive. But if I can afford all 3, then my wedding day is not a stupid investment.

And as surprising as it is, as vain and self centered and delusional as everyone thinks I am, when I think about my wedding day, it’s not about ME. I think about my GUESTS! I do not follow the philosophy that a wedding day/marriage is about JUST THE COUPLE and that it’s MY wedding and I’m going to do what I DAMN well want despite everyone. I view marriage as a joining of lives. Meaning, when I get married I will become a part of his life. His family, his gym, his jiu jitsu, his work, his everything. And he to mine. It does not mean I will leave my life and go live with him on some deserted island just by ourselves. We will be joining our lives together, the good and the bad.

When I dream about my wedding day (which is like every minute of my life that I am awake), I don’t care as much about my dress or my shoes as much as I care about who will be there and what kind of hotel I will book for them and what kind of food will I serve for them and what time of schedule will allow them the most time to rest and explore San Francisco. I mean, I want to invite EVERY FREAKING ONE to my wedding. Weddings are a GREAT time line of your life. All my friends and mentors through the stages of my life, relatives from all over the world. At every family wedding I’ve ever attended, I’ve always met more relatives that I didn’t even know existed before! I want to share my new husband with EVERYONE. And my husband will get like a condensed version of my 25 years of life (25 being the age I want to marry Hahahahha. pressure.)

I can’t wait to be in a marriage. To me it’s stable structure, a life with someone I love. I cant wait to have kids and be a mom. I mean, I grew up with a family. I want to live my life with a family of my own. I want to be somewhere I absolutely belong and need and am needed.

I forget where I was going with this…

I felt inspired by BehindTheDimples (hahahahaha super bad mistake in my video! Sorry! ). I think there is like a game or challenge going around about making a Vlog. I don’t know about it because I’m not a part of it. Oh well. Enjoy mine

I don’t have a fancy camera nor do I know how to edit videos.. So.. live with it!!

I’ve been up since 5AM. By 7AM I was done with work and couldn’t go back to sleep so I just stayed in bed and browsed online. If  I didn’t have work, I’d wake up around 11AM.

Anyhow, mom came in with a spoon and green oil and said she’s feeling sick so I had to help her apply some Eastern medicine to make her feel better. UGhhh!! I’ve seen this one done before and it creeps me out. That and Chinese cupping. WTF!!! You have to rub the hot green oil (I THINK it’s menthol) into the skin until it burns and then scrape designs on their back with a metal spoon until they turn raw and red.  Supposedly it stimulates blood flow or lymphatic flow or magical chi or whatever the hell Eastern medicine says and heals you.

But WTF! I don’t know anything scientific or medicine related beyond high school biology! What if I scrape the wrong design and the bad blood back flows or something?! AGHHH! Why is my mom trusting me with this?! And to top it off, I HATE HATE HATE inflicting any sort of physical pain onto anyone, especially myself. Even if it’s beneficial to them, like … waxing, pimple popping, or…. scraping their back! And my mom kept telling me to scrape harder. Ughhh!! Now there are big fat ugly red lines all over her back. Totally inaccurate I’m sure.

The central heating in the house just broke too so mom must be feeling terrible. I invited her to lay down and rest on my special heating bed, which she normally hates cuz she’s always warm on her own. But to my surprise she laid down and is KOed! Also surprising because she usually has 1000x more energy than me.

Things are so weird when I wake up early. I’m never doing it again -____-

While we (Won and I) were waiting in the hotel lobby before going to the airport… (I made it in a sequential list for easy reading)

1. I saw this pretty girl with a huge ass suitcase looking bored sitting on a couch next to us.
2.This guy comes up to her like 20 minutes later and she stands up.
3. I don’t know what they said but he walks away with such gusto pulling his suitcase.
4. She pouts and point to her suitcase too.
5. He laughs in a mean way, shakes his head and keeps walking away with gusto.
6. She sits her butt back down and continues to pout.
7. He turns around and sees he’s in trouble so he runs back and gets in her face.
8. I don’t know what else they said but he walks away again and she is following him, carrying her own stupid suitcase.

I am assuming he was late and she was mad, just like how I would get. And then he says she’s ridiculous, just like how Won would. Then she tries to punish him by making him carry her suitcase, just like me. But he probably told her to stop acting like a baby or else he will not buy her Chanel at the Vegas store so she begrudgingly carried her own suitcase and followed him. I imagine this is how the conversation went:

Girl: You jerk! Why are you late! I’m too pretty to wait for you! I don’t want to be with you anymore!
Guy: I’m sorry.
Girl: I hate you!
Guy: Fine, I’ll just go to the penthouse suit by myself.  *walks away cuz he’s rich and can get lots of pretty girls who don’t have bad attitude like her*
Girl: Carry my shit even if I hate you
Guy: I’m not your bitch
Girl: I hate you. I’m too pretty to put up with this *sits down*
Guy: *damn! I already spent money on her plane ticket, I need to get laid tonight* If you go with me, I’ll buy you Chanel purse later
Girl: Fine!

Won and I looked at each other and laughed at them. I, at least, tried to hide my laughing. It seemed like such a stupid fight. But even then, don’t laugh at other people’s misfortune! It’s KARMA!

Cuz freaking like 10 minutes later Won and I got into a big ass fight!! UGHHHHHHHHHHH! And I had to carry my own suitcase all the way to the airport and even through the airport, even though Won had already checked in his suitcase and had to hold nothing! And mine was heavy too. FML!!

P.S. hahahaha Won says it makes him sound like a jerk. Everyone will side with me!!

P.S.S. Okay fine so that morning I was acting like a bitch and Won tried really hard to make me happy and feel special again. And we were all really exhausted and just sitting around bored until it was time to go to the airport so everyone was in a bad mood. And then our fight was the last straw and that’s why he made me carry my own case. See? I’m not a bad person, I write a disclaimer for you!

The first thing we did in Vegas is ate. Then napped. Then Buffet of Buffets! 6 Buffets at 6 hotels (lie. One hotel’s buffet is closed for renovations) for one low price of $44.99 for 24 hours. Steal!

This is us in line at Rio. The line took FOREVERS! I was getting famished! Of all the buffets we went to, this was the worst! Why long line?! ARGHHH So misguiding!

So we bought an Express Pass to cut the line. And why is that old man in the back matching me?! He must have good fashion too..  

No time to be ladylike! Must put hair up to eaaaaaaat! I ate one plate of prime rib. Then 2 plates of just crab legs…. AT.EVERY.BUFFET.  Gotta eat my money’s worth!

He got two A’s and I got two 9′s. I think that means he “Won.” Get it?!   We’re playing at the…

And by playing, I mean posing.

Time to go home. “TAXI!”

Free tip for you future Vegas go-ers: This is the sign if you want a 5 person taxi.

Blue Man’s Group at the Venetian: For the longest time I thought they were really freaky so I had no interest in their show. Turns out they are really freaky but FREAKING HILARIOUS! Everyone should go! And by everyone I mean everyone young. Do not bring your parents. Because Blue Man’s Group makes you participate in a hard core rock concert. It’s very interactive, I guarantee you will be doing things you’ve never done in your life before. It’s A LOT OF FUN!

With the cute one! I mean Won of course!

Finally we put a cap on Day #1. By hot tubbing in the hotel room! I’ve never hot tubbed before so I was VERY excited! I made Won pay extra just so we could have a room with one. It’s always seemed soooooooo luxurious! Like fur (okay faux for you animal lovers) coats!
 
Turns out I don’t like hot tubbing at all. The hot water makes your skin itchy and dry. I can’t stand just laying there in hot boiling water. I am crossing this one off my list of dream house must-haves.

Day #2 was buffet at Planet Hollywood: This was my favorite buffet! The variety was really ranging and the food quality was much better than the other buffets. I liked that hey had the Middle Eastern station because that was what really separated it from the other buffets. And their prime rib was literally MELT IN YOUR MOUTH good. Down side: No crab!  Upside: Cotton Candy! As demonstrated by..

Water show at the Bellagio! This is one of my favorite things in Vegas because it’s FREE! Hehe and so good too. I always feel like *dancing in the rain*!

Then we went to the Shark’s Reef aquarium at Mandalay Bay. For something called Shark’s Reef they sure lacked some…………uh……….. Sharks!

You lazies! Get to work! Start swimming and eating something in there! Won paid money for me to see you!

I was originally wearing what Won is but then I found a cuter one so I made him wear my old one.

Won being tortured into cam whoring. His poses are so creative!

By himself now!
                     
SMILE!                       I SAID SMILE!               GOOD JOB!                 *Damn woman…*

Throwing a penny in the wishing well. *I wish next time I go to Vegas I can go unlimited shopping spree*

 Other things we did:

Buffet at Paris Hotel: I thought the seating arrangement was cute, like you were in some little French town. The quality of food is between PlanetHolllywood (yay!) and Rio (nay!). What sets them apart is their dessert station. Creme Brule come to meee! But where is the gourmet cheese and crackers?! And they should add escargot to their menu. Make it more stereotypical. Hahahahaha.

Cirque Du Soleil, Mystere: I’ve never seen a Cirque Du Soleil (hereby referred to as CDS) show before so I was overwhelmed by all that was going on. The costumes were CRAZY and the storyline behind the talents were so random that I thought there MUST be some sort of storyline, which there wasn’t -____- (I was trying to be methaphorical and touchy-feely and try to “understand” the true meaning. FML. )I liked the talent acts but the whole feel of the show was very dark. Like if I ever went to hell and the devil had a sick sense of humor and his slaves were talented acrobatics, this is what it would look like. Note to self: Never bring God fearing Mom.

And that concludes the highlights of Viva Vegas the Van and Won + family edition.

1. Cheating. As you guys know I run a tight ship (is that the expression?) when it comes to my relationship. Everyone thinks I am like the Nazi girlfriend. Sadly, you guys are right! I cannot freaking stand the mere thought of being cheated on. I was reading through some blogs and found this and just had to share!

An sms that starts with “How’s your day?” is nowhere NEAR innocuous and NOT appropriate when it’s asked by someone who is not close to you.

It is an INVITATION to start getting to know you better, and if you reply with intention to feel good about yourself from the positive attention from this person, YOU ARE CHEATING.

Have some balls. Don’t reply, or reply with the correct vibe, ie, “Not bad, spending the day cuddling with my girlfriend. Life is good. I’m glad I’m not the cheating sort. So wait your turn bitch.”

From Xia Xue’s blog. (I don’t know how to correctly site someone but I tried!)

When Won and I were first dating, he would get texts and FB postings from cute girls who called him “oppa” and asked for seemingly harmless things. Did I bite my tongue and pretend to be all kool-aide about it? Hell to the no!! (Well, maybe I did for like a month so he wouldn’t be scared off yet) If she wasn’t his real little sister or heck, even Korean she had NO business in calling him “oppa” or anything else but “Won” or as his friends so affectionately call him, “niggah.” I put an end to that.  I’ve made it very very very clear  that I have no room for negotiation of any sorts when it comes to other girls.

Lucky Won, I have no guy friends to begin with.

2. Constructive Criticism. MY A$$. I hate it when one of my makeup artists friends do photo shoot where they are venturing into photography and take the photos themselves and post it on FB to show off the makeup. Sure, the photo may not have the perfect lighting and the model may not have the perfect pose, but the makeup is bombtastic. And everyone is all complimenting her makeup work then some high and mighty (in their own head) photographer comes along and criticizes her for the way the model’s facial expression isn’t perfect. Like, what the hell. So patronizing! Totally KILLED THE BUZZ.

If nobody freaking asks you for your humble honest opinion or complimented you on your model facial expression training skills then keep the comment to yourself! And don’t hide behind the “I’m so great so I am going to give constructive criticism and you better take it.” Because I’m pretty sure you only did it to make yourself feel better by putting someone else down. It happened to me once. And the photographer’s work looked like SH**. The LAST thing they should be doing was giving me unwanted advice. So tacky!

If you don’t have nothing nice to say, then don’t say anything. Or if you REALLY wanted to help that person out by giving constructive criticism you would phrase it in a nice way like, “Great job on makeup and lighting! This picture would have been even better if the model relaxed her lips a tiny bit to show off your lipstick.” or “I’d be happy to show you some cool tricks to help your models relax more for your future!” See? So nice! Now I will be dying for your help!

3. My mom got really upset that my brother and I did not remember it was my grandpa’s death anniversary and made us say some really boring prayers for him. She started crying about how we were going to forget her after she’s gone…so dramatic.  I’ve never met my grandpa before, he died before I was born. So you can’t blame me that I’m not exactly as passionate about his anniversaries. Don’t get me wrong, I’m not like some ancestor hating little monster. But I like to think of my ancestors as a collective being. Like I’ll pray for them all at once on Christmas or something. But I’m not going to remember each and every one of their death anniversaries. There’s 4 grandparents.. who I don’t know personally (deprived, I know). My mom got really mad at us.

Then my brother was like… “So… when was YOUR grandpa’s death date?” Hahahahahaha she stopped being so upset after that cuz she had no idea. Then she was saying how are our kids going to remember her after she’s gone. My brother said, “don’t worry, we take pictures and videos now a days so they can see how you look like.” Besides, I think my mom will be around to help raise our kids so they’ll know her as a loving and spoiling grandma. Sad to think none of them will know my dad. Awwww, I’m sad now. Even my own husband will not know what my dad is like!!!!     

Even I don’t really remember my dad in full. I remember his life after the stroke and how his smile was crooked and he walked with a limp and how he would get colder than I did. And I remember him from the time when I was in preschool and we would race down the block and he would always beat me by a mile then at the very last minute let me win. But I have trouble remembering the years in between those two periods. That’s almost 15 years of memory loss of my father. How can I expect my children and grandchildren who never met him before to remember him in their daily lives.

How do any of us make our families generations down know or remember us? We can’t. If people don’t know you in real life they can’t have a memory of you. We are all mere mortals.

Goodnight.

Yobo spent Christmas in Cali so I had to spend NYE in Seattle. Unknown fact: I tricked yobo into thinking I was too bothered to book flight tickets so yobo booked all of them saying I’ll pay him back. After it all, when I tried to give him money, he said it’s okay and just kissed me. Yay! Free stuff! Next, I’m going to tell him I’m too bothered to buy a shiny new car and if he can buy it for me 

Yobo had an elaborate New Years weekend planned for me. I wonder what did I do to deserve all this bliss? Surely he must see something beyond the psycho, the shallow, the bitchy, the cry baby that makes him love me so much. I wonder what.

Date Night #1 was actually HH with his boss. And his boss’ boss. and his boss’ boss’ boss. And apparently the VP of sales too, which is a REALLY big deal in the corporate world that I know nothing about. I happily munched away while everyone drank beer and told ridiculous stories, being all Alpha males and all. Then everyone told Won to marry me already to lock me down. Then they asked what it would take for me to move to Seattle. It’s settled, they are going to give Won 2 big raises so he can buy a ring and move me up. Hahahahaha.

Date Night # 2 CINDER FREAKING RELLA musical! *faints!* I LOVE musicals! And Cinderella is probably one of my favorites. And they had an all star cast who I’ve seen in other musicals. And I was going ga ga over EVERYTHING. I even learned all the words to the “Impossible” song and sang is ALL weekend! <3 <3 <3

With the best guy ever <3 <3 <3

Premium balcony seats! Because last time I complained we were too close to the stage that I hand to lean my head back. Except this time I realize we were too far and missed out on crucial facial expressions. I can never be satisfied!

This theatre was strangely Asian decorated. See the lanterns and fans ornaments on this Christmas tree? They gave these little paper glass slipper shaped ornaments, which I saved for our scrapbook. Turns out they are biodegradable paper that contains wild flower seeds! You just plant them in some dirt and water them and wild flowers are going to sprout! WTH! I shoulda stolen all of them then! Too bad I only have one and I couldn’t decide whether to put them in the scrap book or grow them so I decided to put them in the scrap book with a note for my great grandchildren to someday grow <3 <3 <3

Date # 3. Fancy Dinner then Fireworks. You know what’s not-so funny but funny? Before EVERY SINGLE big dinner date we have, we ALWAYS get into a blow up fight. Like I’m crying and want to go back to San Francisco home fight. But as always Yobo, surprisingly, calms down first and is more mature and patches up everything Man! How do you bottle up a guy like this, mass reproduce, and sell it to all the other psycho girls out there?!

Yobo pretending I torture him!

Palisades in Seattle. The seafood there is sooooooooo good. But really, how do you mess up seafood? The meats on the other hand left something to be desired. Why can’t king crab leg and lobster just be served on it’s own? Why do they always have to accompany some sort of land animal or be put into some sort of salty crab cake or bisque. I like just plain ole boiled seafood with lemon.

Awww more Christmas trees! Btw, I HATE Christmasy things after Christmas. It feels so wrong! Take it down!!!!

 
Again, with the Asian themed decoration at a totally non Asian place. Am I missing something here?

We still had a few hours to kill before fireworks. So we went to GameWorx to try and crash in on his little sister’s NYE date with her friends. So sad, I know. But coincidentally enough (or not) she just HAPPENED to be leaving when we got there. So our plans were foiled!

Lastly! SPACE NEEDLE fireworks!! Notice the change in outfits. I brought some extra clothes. And by extra I mean 4 pairs of socks, 3 pants, 3 shirts, 2 gloves, 2 scarves, 1 sweater, and 1 down jacket. I wore them ALL. Hahahaha. Didn’t feel a smidge cold! We got there an hour early and walked around and walked around and walked around. We literally walked around the whole thing! I see fireworks at least 2 or 3 times a year because I love it so much. But I’ve never seen it done from a freaking structure before. So cool! Check out somebody’s video below.

Date # .. I lost count. But Won set up for us to go ice skating, which I know to most people is not much of a date. I mean, what’s so great about ice skating besides the fact that I love it enough to go at least once a year. But what’s soooooooooooooo special about it is that WON TO THE CHOE has NEVER ONCE in his life gone before. And for years and years and years he would tell me how he will never do a sport that I am better at him in. But for whatever reason this year. This 160+ pound man decided to swallow his male ego and take me. And risk embarrassing himself in front of hundreds of strangers and fall and bruise himself beyond recognition (dramatic, much?) just so I can be happy for 90 minutes of ice skating. He threatened to kill me if I posted pictures or told anyone about it. But in typically Van Pham fashion, I did not wake up until 12 noon and was too lazy and hungry to go. Still, it’s the thought that counts. And I think I love you Won Choe! <3 <3 <3 <3 <3

And that sums up my awesome Seattle weekend. Tune in next week cuz we’re HEADED TO LAS FREAKING VEGAS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!