Have you ever gotten up after a night of binge drinking and found your car keys in the freezer box? Me neither... but I came close the other day.
Mr. Big stopped home in the afternoon to take Mochi for a walk. It's routine that after working out, we put tons of ice cubes in Mochi's water, which he loves to chew on.
The ice box was overflowing, so Big took it out and placed it on the table. Little did we know that my car keys were underneath and froze to the bottom of the box. As Big placed the box back in the freezer, he also took away about a half hour of my afternoon spent searching for my keys. It was out of desperation that I actually looked inside the fridge and finally tried the freezer, seeing my Hello Kitty car key accessory sticking out underneath the ice box. I wasn't mad... I just laughed... and my eye twitched...
It was difficult explaining at my meeting that I was late because my keys were in the freezer. "No, I was not drinking at two in the afternoon..."
Somebody who probably was drinking around that time was my brother. He's heading to Korea tomorrow and even though he'll only be gone for a little over two weeks, I'm super nervous about his trip. It's about his fourth or fifth trip to the homeland, but every time it doesn't get easier on our end, worrying about him overseas, ending up in a ditch with a burst appendix...
Recently, I've made a new pen-pal with a former resident of the Tri-Cities, who moved to Korea for work on a shipyard. His wife is originally from Korea, so she is excited to be back, and he seems to be adjusting to Korean culture. Luckily, they enjoyed my blog, so they have agreed to help look for some things for my wedding. It's good to have friends in different places...literally.
A former classmate of mine is about to move to Korea to teach English. I tried introducing him to various Korean dishes while he lived in Seattle, and then ironically he says he's actually moving to Korea. I gave him a quick crash course on etiquette and told him to beware of the mosquitoes... If you've seen the commercials for Land of the Lost, where Will Ferrell gets sucked on by a giant mosquito - it's kind of like that, except the mosquitoes are like ninjas - very stealthy. You don't realize it until it's too late and your leg is swollen.
One of my best guy friends recently got engaged. He keeps saying his wedding is going to have a 300 guest list (not by his choice) and joked that their dinner will be a buffet off of McDonald's Dollar Menu. I for one would love that, but I know he'll probably have classier taste.
My wedding is just around the corner and while I'm sad that Beefy is choosing to go to the Penny-Arcade Expo over my big day, I'm excited that it's coming up soon. Since everything was planned months ago, it feels like the months are going by even slower than usual. Will I take the moniker Mrs. Big? Probably not. BethZilla is here to stay.