Random Re*meme*ergence

I know, I KNOW! You people are blog vultures. Can’t you let a blogger hibernate in peace?

Okay okay… Well, what better way to reemerge than to start with a meme? I was tagged for the Random meme awhile back (by Kim, Hedgehog, and Angela), and I figured this is the best way for a slow re-entry. So, here goes:

Rules: Once tagged, you must link to the person who tagged you. Then post the rules before your list, and list 8 random things about yourself.

1. It has come to my attention that some of you actually absorb the shit I write on my blog and may have come to the incorrect conclusion that, when talking about one of my high school classmates in all of his glorious Hello Kitty gear, I was actually talking about an ex I mentioned in a past entry. Let me set the record straight: while C-Diddy is a great and funny guy, we did not date. The ex about whom I was talking shall remain nameless. He does have a movie coming out based on him, but it’s not an air guitar documentary. And that’s all I have to say about that.

2. I am so paranoid from watching Dateline and reading about kidnappings that when we stayed in a hotel over Thanksgiving, I kept getting up in the middle of the night to make sure the twins were still safely asleep in their bed. The more I got up, the more insomnia set in. Yes, I realize this does not bode well for my future in parenting, nor my future in sleeping.

3. My ideal man can best be described as a cross between Clark Kent/Superman, Maximus Decimus Meridius, Jason Bourne, and Coach Eric Taylor (you know — minus the kryptonite allergy, non-bathing, assassin, and lack of emotional availability during football season thing). I think I got pretty damn lucky with G. He’s sort of the civilian amalgam of my imaginary cinematic boyfriends.

4. I am vain enough to admit that I want Dr. 90210 to get rid of my muffintop. I am also vain enough to admit that I would never, however, show it on reality TV.

5. I love using tools. G and I once renovated our basement by ourselves. We framed, drywalled, laid down flooring… I wouldn’t want to do it all the time, but I’m glad I can. I’m too cheap to pay someone else to do it, even though they can do a much better job.

(We painted a room together too, with a special ‘linen’ effect. Because we made it through that experience, I know we can make it through anything. We were close to throttling each other’s necks. No joke. Painting a freakin’ room.)

6. I was once Fan of the Game at a Pirates game. My big round head was up on that Jumbotron, cluelessly stuffing a hot dog in my face before my friend Marcus poked me and pointed at the screen, then suggested that maybe I stop eating for a second.

7. Despite the fact that I worked in my parents’ jewelry store since I was ten years old (dude, Korean child labor laws are non-existent), I own very little jewelry. The only jewelry I wear regularly is my wedding ring. My sister also wears very little jewelry. FingKASIL is seriously perplexed by the lack of bejeweled fingers and necks in our family. I guess we got tired of it after being surrounded by it all of our lives. Too bad my parents didn’t own a Baskin Robbins or an Internet café. My life would be so much healthier right now.

8. I am severely incapable of remembering directions.

As a bonus (and if you got this far reading these boring details about me): These videos will never stop entertaining me. Go forth and enjoy.



Did you see Ellen showing these clips too? She begged someone — anyone — to produce this show in America. Dude, if this ever comes to American fruition, I’m so grabbing Superha and dragging her silver laméd ass with me to TetrisTown. Nina, get your silver condom costume ready!

I’m not going to tag anyone since so many of you have done this meme already, and I know some people don’t like to be meme’d anyway. But in case Momomax feels like getting off her pregnant duff, or FingKASIL feels like sharing, I tag thee. Maybe FingKASIL will share her move-to-CA rented truck story. It’s a good one.

Hope everyone had a fantastic holiday— er, December… and, er, November too.

See you in ’08!

Overheard Lately

Buddy, angry because he didn’t want to stop playing and take a bath: “I’m so SICK OF THIS!” I think he swiped at a wall.

Whoops. Wonder where he learned this from?
[Note to self: Learn to channel frustration another way. *ahem* I don’t swipe at the wall, or anything else for that matter, though.]

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At 6am today, both kids:
“Daaa-aaad — I have a pooo-ooop! It’s your lu-cky daaaay!” Followed by much giggling.

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At camp, the kids learned that ‘Sharing is Caring.’ Now when they fight over something, it goes something like this: “But Mom, Iwantthis and Buddywon’tshare but sharingiscaring and Iwantthisplease, Ineedit.”

The other day Bean brought home a beaded necklace for me. Buddy tried to snatch it from me and I said, “Hey, this one is mine! And we don’t grab from each other.”

He looked up at me with those huge eyes and a coy smile and said, “But Mom… Sharing is caring.”

Oh Lawd.

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G (while we were being stupid one day) asked, “Hey Buddy, can you say: ‘To be, or not to be?’”

Buddy thought for a moment, then answered hopefully, “Um… not to be?”

Well… that was the question.

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One evening, I stood behind G and threaded my arms around him to pretend he had four arms. We did a stupid routine — the kind only very little kids would find funny — and the kids were laughing huge belly laughs.

Finally, Buddy said breathlessly, “I can’t… stop… LAUGHING!” and then, “You are CRACKING ME UP!”

So silly, those phrases. But when you hear your kids saying them for the first time, it is the cutest thing ever. EV. ER.

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Another viral video that made me laugh (especially the meeting interrupters): If Internet commenters held a business meeting.


Courtesy of CollegeHumor.

Spreading Viruses

I know, I’m on a blog roll today. Superha posted this the other day and I can’t stop laughing at it. I had to pay it forward.



I need to find me one of those silver condom uniforms. AND GET ON THIS SHOW.

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