Whadjyagit

Back in high school I had an English teacher who had a few "words" that he hated to hear. Number one on his list was whadjyagit. He explained that whadjyagit is the teenager's contraction of the words what did you get. The example that he used was: whadjyagit on the test? So, whenever I have a test, I think of whadjyagit.

Moving on...

Over the last seven days, I've been to the doctor's office a few times, with more visits on the way. Last Friday, I went to get my blood pressure medication changed because I was assaulting my husband while I slept. This inspired my physician to also order an echocardiogram. That turned up the fact that my heart had an arrhythmia and that my heart chambers were enlarged. So, this ended me up in the cardiologist's office today with my mother. The visit with him has resulted in blood tests, an MRA (which is apparently something like an MRI), and a 24 hour jug o' fun (a.k.a. urine analysis). The cardiologist thought that one of the arteries to my kidneys might be blocked, but we'll know more next week. Three days of tests next week...I'm hoping that it turns out with SOME result!

Favorites du Jour

1) The 20 gorgeous white tulips that Song Min had sent to my office on Valentine's Day.

2) 6" chicken florentine sandwich at Subway.

3) The cd that I burned last night with slow songs from the early 90's (totally brings me back to junior high and high school).

4) The little light in my car that let's me know the engine is warm enough to drive (MN winters...ugh!). I also love the seat warmers in the car!!!

5) The lampshade in my office.


6) The fact that everyone can actually see my argyle socks today because my pants are about an inch too short.

7) The purse Song Min gave me for Christmas has both brown AND black...making it so that I don't have to switch purses every day to match the color of my shoes.

8) My husband has done the laundry ever since we got married.

9) The new dining room table set we bought over the weekend (and the china cabinet that my parents so kindly bought for us).

10) Target...enough said

I'm not crazy, I'm just a little unwell

Aaahhh...aaaahhh....AAAAHHH CHOOOO!!!!

We were recently hit with two nasty cold fronts here at the Lee household. Outside, temperatures dropped well below zero. Inside, Puffs Plus, Alka Seltzer Cold wrappers and sniffles.

Over the seven + months of marriage, I have found that Song Min and I think of "comfort foods" as totally different things. When I am sick, I want things like my grandma's mashed potatoes with my mom's gravy...or a bowl of my grandma's red Jell-o and some orange juice. Song Min wants spicy kimchi soup, spicy Ramen or Indian food.

I remember the first time I was really sick after Song Min and I started dating. My stomach was turning and my head felt like it was about to explode. Song Min sat a bowl of soup in front of me and said that it would soothe my stomach. I took one tiny sip and I could feel the burn all the way to my stomach. It was probably the spiciest soup I had every tasted. Needless to say, my first sip was my last that day. Though the soup didn't make me feel any better, his attempt to help me definitely did.

Are you ready for some football??

My answer for the above question is quite simply, no. I am not, nor have I ever claimed to be a football fan. However, I married a football maniac. Actually, I should qualify that statement by saying that I married a MN Vikings fanatic. My husband LOVES watching NFL games, specifically the MN Vikings. I, on the other hand, LOVE taking naps through games while my husband shouts at the television. WHY yell!?!?...they can't hear you honey!

Anyhow, Song Min invited Robert, (as well as his sister Song Kyong and her husband Rob) to watch the Superbowl on Sunday. Though I know that he enjoys everyone's company...a tiny part of me believes it was mostly to avoid sitting on the couch with Captain No Fun (me), who would rather take a nap.

The commercials didn't thrill me. The game didn't engage me. The only thing that kept me home for the Superbowl was the minute chance that the Publisher's Clearinghouse people could come knockin' at my door with balloons and a gigantic check...I wouldn't want to miss that!

The game turned out to be interesting in the last quarter. Aside from that, I just enjoyed being around my husband, my brother, and Song Kyong and Rob. The Superbowl turned out to be a pretty good time...I guess pigs CAN fly!

Shout out to The Boy

Robert is the baby of the family. He's hardly a baby any longer, he's 27 and he's a big guy. He's got his Associate's Degree in Website Design and he's livin' la vida loca in his own place (well, shared with his whacky cat Runaway) in the beautiful city of Hopkins.

As a kid, Robert was my personal favorite live action toy. Favorite memory of Robert when we were young...my sister Jessica and I loved LOVED to slap a dress and a bonnet on Robert and call him Roberta. The best was always calling my grandma (who moved into the house when I was in second grade) to ask her to come up to see us. She'd always pop up in a few minutes and we would unveil Roberta. She would always laugh and talk to Robert as if he were a she. In response, Robert would raise his already high little boy voice and greet Grandma. The BEST was when Grandpa would also come up. Grandpa's response to seeing his grandson dressed up like a pioneer girl was about as warm as the time I sat and watched Edward Scissorhands with him. He didn't want to see it, but loved us enough to go along with it.

Another favorite memory of "The Boy", (as I call him), is of playing hide and seek with Robert and Grandma. I'd be counting and counting..."ready or not, here I come!". I'd walk into the play room and there in the corner was Grandma and Robert under a blanket. Robert would get so giddy about it that he'd start laughing hysterically. Grandma would try to get him to restrain the giggling...because it was literally blowing their cover (the blanket bounce up and down). However, even with the laughing hushed to a low roar...the four foot lump gave them away.

Anyhow, this is my shout out to The Boy. Yo!