Anna then took the heart punch and punched out 100 white and blue hearts, glued them to the hat and wowsie! I survived that assignment—just in time for President’s Day!
Sunday, February 17, 2008
My Hat Has Three Corners
When Anna came home with her assignment for the 100th day of school celebration I had two thoughts, first-do we have to celebrate 100th day of school here too? And second-how am I going to swing this? The assignment? Decorate a hat with one-hundred items. I looked around my cluttered half-in boxes house and sighed. The one thing Anna doesn’t have is a hat. I must have been inspired because I grabbed my stapler and three folded pieces of red paper and quickly made a three cornered hat, all the while singing, “My hat has three corners”. Anna then took the heart punch and punched out 100 white and blue hearts, glued them to the hat and wowsie! I survived that assignment—just in time for President’s Day!
Anna then took the heart punch and punched out 100 white and blue hearts, glued them to the hat and wowsie! I survived that assignment—just in time for President’s Day!
How much would you pay to play Skip-bo?
Over the Thanksgiving holiday my sister-in-law, Meredith taught me how to play Skipbo. I was hooked. I love it. I planned on bringing the game here with me to Korea but somehow (I can’t imagine how) it didn’t make it. But….Jim’s parents sent me this brand new game! Guess how much the postage was…. $38! Ouch! The package included a few spices (ginger, buttermilk dressing mix, cloves and a peppermill) a power strip for American plugs and my game.
We love our Skipbo game! I haven’t won yet, but soon, very soon.
We love our Skipbo game! I haven’t won yet, but soon, very soon.
Monday, February 11, 2008
Seoul's Border
When we lived in Chicago we loved going to the Mexican Grill, “On the Border”. Unfortunately for us the grill closed and we missed going there. Chili’s became our default. One day soon after I got to Seoul I noticed a person walking with an “On the Border” take out bag. Could it be? Sure enough; we had to come to Seoul to be reunited with our long lost pal. 
How was our dining experience? Well, the food was great, just like back home. One very significant difference was that our waiter stayed at the end of our table nearly the entire time that we were in the Restaurant. At times he paced back and forth at the end of the table, once he wiped Maggie’s snotty nose. He basically “waited” for us to eat. I found it comical and a bit unnerving. He probably found us comical and a bit unnerving. (An added perk is the Korean rule of service: No Tipping. Absolutely, no tipping is allowed.)
Today I rode a cab across town. I had my stroller with me. When the cab stopped to pick me up, the driver hopped out and ran around the car to the sidewalk that I was on and collapsed my stroller then put it in the trunk. This was a bit shocking, but not as shocking as what he was wearing: a starched white shirt, a suit vest and tie. No blue collar dressers around here.
How was our dining experience? Well, the food was great, just like back home. One very significant difference was that our waiter stayed at the end of our table nearly the entire time that we were in the Restaurant. At times he paced back and forth at the end of the table, once he wiped Maggie’s snotty nose. He basically “waited” for us to eat. I found it comical and a bit unnerving. He probably found us comical and a bit unnerving. (An added perk is the Korean rule of service: No Tipping. Absolutely, no tipping is allowed.)
Today I rode a cab across town. I had my stroller with me. When the cab stopped to pick me up, the driver hopped out and ran around the car to the sidewalk that I was on and collapsed my stroller then put it in the trunk. This was a bit shocking, but not as shocking as what he was wearing: a starched white shirt, a suit vest and tie. No blue collar dressers around here.
Thursday, February 7, 2008
Happy New Year!
For Chinese New Year we too
k the children to Lotte World, or "Six Flags". Happy New Year!
Let's hear it for the year of the Rat! It's our year.
k the children to Lotte World, or "Six Flags". Happy New Year!Let's hear it for the year of the Rat! It's our year.
Deja vu
The other day I walked into my bathroom to this lovely scene: baby + greasy baby cream. What made it absolutely endearing is that my mom has a picture almost identical of my sister Robilyn doing the same thing when she was two.All women become like their mothers. That is their tragedy. No man does. That's his. ~Oscar Wilde, The Importance of
Being Earnest, 1895
Show and Tell
My latest creation. Amidst all the change, knitting still calms my nerves. Love that knitting!
Armed and Dangerous
I finally have a map and a “dictionary”. The book has helped me shop for furniture, find a public bathroom for my desperate child, find and use a public telephone, and say goodbye with a bit of finesse. I love the book, in fact sometimes it is so entertaining to look through that I b
ecome distracted and lose all sense of time. I wonder why I didn’t buy one before I came. I guess I couldn’t understand the value of communicating through language until that ability was lost. I couldn’t have understood until I was immersed in it, how complicated the foreign characters, the tones, and the honorific changes would be for me. Most of all, I couldn't understand how the most simple needs and desires can't be met without the ability to speak. It is all very overwhelming. I am getting by though. The other day, I was able to ride a cab from across town. In Korean I was able to say, “Please take me to the fire station” (which is near my home). Then, when we neared the fire station I was able to say, “turn right” then “turn left” then “straight up there” and last of all “here please”. I was quite happy with myself that I have come so far. I have been so completely helpless and pathetic. I am gaining self-sufficiency bit by bit. What a relief!
ecome distracted and lose all sense of time. I wonder why I didn’t buy one before I came. I guess I couldn’t understand the value of communicating through language until that ability was lost. I couldn’t have understood until I was immersed in it, how complicated the foreign characters, the tones, and the honorific changes would be for me. Most of all, I couldn't understand how the most simple needs and desires can't be met without the ability to speak. It is all very overwhelming. I am getting by though. The other day, I was able to ride a cab from across town. In Korean I was able to say, “Please take me to the fire station” (which is near my home). Then, when we neared the fire station I was able to say, “turn right” then “turn left” then “straight up there” and last of all “here please”. I was quite happy with myself that I have come so far. I have been so completely helpless and pathetic. I am gaining self-sufficiency bit by bit. What a relief!
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