Happy Birthday, my dear Mr. Ho! I love you so very much. But I'm not all that excited for the water park you are taking us to to celebrate your day. But whatever you want...
You may be 33 in years, but you are definitely 23 at heart.
xoxo
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Monday, May 28, 2012
Thursday, March 1, 2012
2nd Birthday Recap
You know about my parents driving here from MS for her party on Sunday. That was amazing. We had a small informal party at our home. Nothing too cray. I don't know when I'll be taking down the decorations. I don't feel bad because I saw some people who still have Christmas decorations up!
Today was a fun, busy day. We started the celebration with a shopping spree at Toys R Us. She got her very first bike (tricycle!), a helmet (safety first, baby), the Fresh Beat Band cd, a pink ball, a play broom and sweet set (she freaken loves this), a magic wand, a golf set, and some other stuff I can't remember.
She decided she was too happy to nap so we drove to the National Zoo. It was such a beautiful, sunny day. The apes and orangutans were so active and lively. She was mesmerized, yet frightened. I sort of felt the same way. The lions were out and roaring and scared her too. We were going to stay in DC but since we were so close to the beginning of rush hour, we decided to zip on home. We met up with the in-laws at Artie's and then "cake time" (she loves to say that) at our home.
All in all, a great day. Will be posting pictures soon.
I can't believe I was in the hospital, dazed and traumatized, two years ago. So much has changed! She is such a lively, hilarious, loving little girl. I feel so, so blessed to call her my own.
Thursday, January 19, 2012
Sunday, January 15, 2012
A+S
Thank you, girls!!!
True friends are hard to find.
But if yours are like mine,
Your life is surely divine!
...and scene.
True friends are hard to find.
But if yours are like mine,
Your life is surely divine!
...and scene.
Friday, January 13, 2012
Birthday Roundup
My actual birthday started with a nice sleep and roses from husband and baby.
Mr. Ho and I had 8:45 dinner reservations at Komi in DC. This place has been rated one of the best in the city so I was excited to see if it lived up to the hype.
Zara top and bottom. YSL Tributes. I don't know why I keep doing this pose. I call it the arm cramp pose.
There is no menu that you choose from. Its a prix fixed menu - 14 courses, to be exact. I chose to do the wine pairing as well. You can't take any food pictures but Mr. Ho and I had some time in between courses for a few self portraits.
I didn't eat all day so I came HUNGRY. The first few courses were teeny tiny but with the first bite, it was DELICIOUS. Everything. Was. Delicious. It was a very organic experience. The server was super enthusiastic but not overbearing. I'm not foodie so my words won't do it any justice. Let's just say, it was definitely worth the price and I would do it again just to see what they whip up in the kitchen.
I'll be back, Komi. At this angle, I look like a barbarian. A chic one, though :)
Here's a picture of my little girl and I with a birthday cake from the in-laws.
I really thought this birthday would pass by like any other day. But it really got to me. I'm 30, people. THIRTY. Where did all this time go? All the thoughts that ran through my head - scary. Let's just say that this damn birthday really made me think and reflect on my life. But at the end of the day...
Wednesday, January 11, 2012
Flowers
Mr. Ho took Olivia to Whole Foods so she could buy me flowers. These are the ones she picked out and wouldn't let go.
Tuesday, January 10, 2012
Sunday, January 8, 2012
Celebrating 30
Last night, we went to co.co sala in DC to celebrate my 30th birthday with friends and family. It was a lovely evening, for real. I had butterflies in my stomach all day. I kept telling Mr. Ho I was nervous. I don't really know why. But once we got there and I saw everyone's beautiful faces, I felt much better. We shared many sinfully concocted drinks, delicious foods, and laughter for days.
The party was supposed to be a surprise. But I am really, REALLY good at weaseling information out of my husband. He just breaks. I don't even think I'm that great of an interrogator, but I am unrelenting.
I wore this dress from asos.com. Great price, great fit. But I won't lie. I had to buy some Spanx. I got the higher power brief. Look, I know I am on the skinny side. But post-baby, I have this pooch thing? It's not a gut, per se. Just this extra skin. Not saggy, but a pooch. Most of the time, you don't see it. But this dress, made me self-conscious. And yes, it's partially my fault because I have not focused on working out. At all. The few attempts at bikram yoga do not count. Anyway, those spanx worked well. Also, not eating late at night also works well. I posted a bunch of pictures on facebook, but here's one before we left. You can kind of see the pooch in the picture. *sad face*
I also got this great faux fur coat from Zara before the holidays. I think it's all sold out because it's not on the site. Anyway, I love that coat. I also love those red shoes.
When the party was dwindling down, two of my friends made me take shots. Yuck. A SoCo and lime and some chocolate one. They were disgusting and put me over the edge. I was 100% fine before that. Either way, I ate a shin ramen last night AND this afternoon to cure the hangover. (Blue Gatorade and ramen are my hangover cures).
The only negative about this weekend was that I missed K's baby shower. She is bringing in a beautiful baby boy into the world and the PTC. I rsvp'ed to the shower without realizing it was the day after the party. I was looking forward to bringing Olivia to meet some 2nd generation FHS daughters. Next time, for sure.
After I finally got myself together (Mr. Ho took Olivia to the in-laws and I slept in till, get this, 11 freaking 30. AMAZE!!!!!!!!) we took her to Clemyjontri Park. It was a bit chilly, but a beautiful day nonetheless. We met up with several of our friends/her friends. Then we had dinner at Tachibana with BFFF's kids and HeSean.
And now I'm here blogging...
Anyway, I'm not 30 yet. Tuesday is the official day. Not entirely looking forward to that. I AM looking forward to eating at Komi with Mr. Ho.
The party made me happy. That's one good thing about 30 - your circle of friends is totes legit :)
Saturday, December 10, 2011
Friday, October 14, 2011
Happy Birthday MIL!
We had dinner at Michel by Michel Richard at the Ritz Tysons. I have to say, I was sort of disappointed with the food. Here are some photos:
Sunday, May 1, 2011
Summarize
Hello Party People. Hope you all had a wonderful weekend! I sure did. Our last weekend in town before we go off on our West Coast adventure! Here's my weekend update...
Friday: Olivia went to Tysons to return several items that I ordered online. A few stuff for her from Old Navy and Gymboree. I ended up purchasing a few items for myself - a JLO-style hat, red linen romper and denim-ish shirt for Mr. Ho at Urban Outfitters, and a blouse, tank, and dress from H&M. It was a good shopping day. I don't cook on Fridays. We like to call it Sushi Friday because Mr. Ho gets me carryout sushi from Arigato almost every Friday. Yum.
Saturday: It was SUCH a beautiful day! We went grocery shopping in the morning and Mr. Ho decided he wanted to smoke pork in the BBQ. It takes ALLLLLL day but the end result is pure deliciousness. Jen and Jess swung by the house and we decided to go to Spa World! Spa World, for those who don't know, is a Korean Bathhouse. Ladies and Gentlemen have their separate locker rooms and bathing pools. You can get massages or scrubs. And you have to be butt-naked. You can join the opposite sex in the common area where they have these different huts of different temperatures and elements to sweat out your impurities. I really love it. I think we might try to do this on a regular basis.
Today: The weather was not as nice and it was quite the lazy Sunday. We ate brunch at Artie's and that's pretty much it. Mr. Ho is at football right now and I'm waiting for the laundry to dry so I can fold it. Today is also my mother's birthday and Olivia's 14th month!
My BFFF sent me this link the other day. It's someone's blog and it is HILARIOUS! I feel like DHuang sent it to me before but I forgot all about it. You guys should read it and have a big laugh.
http://hyperboleandahalf.blogspot.com/2010/06/this-is-why-ill-never-be-adult.html
Friday: Olivia went to Tysons to return several items that I ordered online. A few stuff for her from Old Navy and Gymboree. I ended up purchasing a few items for myself - a JLO-style hat, red linen romper and denim-ish shirt for Mr. Ho at Urban Outfitters, and a blouse, tank, and dress from H&M. It was a good shopping day. I don't cook on Fridays. We like to call it Sushi Friday because Mr. Ho gets me carryout sushi from Arigato almost every Friday. Yum.
Saturday: It was SUCH a beautiful day! We went grocery shopping in the morning and Mr. Ho decided he wanted to smoke pork in the BBQ. It takes ALLLLLL day but the end result is pure deliciousness. Jen and Jess swung by the house and we decided to go to Spa World! Spa World, for those who don't know, is a Korean Bathhouse. Ladies and Gentlemen have their separate locker rooms and bathing pools. You can get massages or scrubs. And you have to be butt-naked. You can join the opposite sex in the common area where they have these different huts of different temperatures and elements to sweat out your impurities. I really love it. I think we might try to do this on a regular basis.
Today: The weather was not as nice and it was quite the lazy Sunday. We ate brunch at Artie's and that's pretty much it. Mr. Ho is at football right now and I'm waiting for the laundry to dry so I can fold it. Today is also my mother's birthday and Olivia's 14th month!
My BFFF sent me this link the other day. It's someone's blog and it is HILARIOUS! I feel like DHuang sent it to me before but I forgot all about it. You guys should read it and have a big laugh.
http://hyperboleandahalf.blogspot.com/2010/06/this-is-why-ill-never-be-adult.html
Tuesday, March 1, 2011
Birthday #1
HAPPY BIRTHDAY OLIVIA!!!!
A big one year old today... I can't believe it! What a special day!
Thank you to all who made it to her party and we missed all who couldn't be there! I think it turned out quite nicely! I didn't get to eat but I heard the food was good! For the doljabi, she touched the book first but my mom said it's what she picks up and holds. So she ended up with the toothbrush. Another Dr. Ho, DDS in the family perhaps? I'll be happy with that. I'll be happy as long as she's happy and healthy. I don't care what her career choice may be. (Ok, stripper or drug dealer or anything illegal is out of the question but you know what I mean.)
I don't have any pictures but as soon as I get my sneak peek from the photographer, I'll share!
Oh, today is day 1 of weaning as well. Let's see how long it takes for these suckers to dry up.
Anyway, everyone send good vibes into the universe today. It's a day to celebrate!
A big one year old today... I can't believe it! What a special day!
Thank you to all who made it to her party and we missed all who couldn't be there! I think it turned out quite nicely! I didn't get to eat but I heard the food was good! For the doljabi, she touched the book first but my mom said it's what she picks up and holds. So she ended up with the toothbrush. Another Dr. Ho, DDS in the family perhaps? I'll be happy with that. I'll be happy as long as she's happy and healthy. I don't care what her career choice may be. (Ok, stripper or drug dealer or anything illegal is out of the question but you know what I mean.)
I don't have any pictures but as soon as I get my sneak peek from the photographer, I'll share!
Oh, today is day 1 of weaning as well. Let's see how long it takes for these suckers to dry up.
Anyway, everyone send good vibes into the universe today. It's a day to celebrate!
Monday, February 28, 2011
One year ago
Last year on this day, Mr. Ho and I went to Georgetown Cupcakes in Bethesda to fulfill my cupcake craving. We bought extras and brought some to the Wiltshires. Mr. Ho went to go play his flag football game and I was waiting for him to come home with some Baja Fresh, which was my first mexican craving of the pregnancy.
**A little TMI**
All day, I felt a little trickle down there and just assumed it was a part of "normal pregnancy" as my OBGYN kept referring to all my symptoms. I felt the need to pee and couldn't really control my bladder but I was 37 weeks so I figured I was just losing a bit of bladder control. But by night time, I felt sort of suspicious so I took a sniff at my underwear. It smelled like bleach! I googled "when your water breaks" and read that bleach-smelling liquid could be a sign that your bag of waters had broken! So I called my doctor and his on-call partner told me to just go to the hospital to get a test, just in case. I phone-bombed Mr. Ho. He did not pick up. In the mean time, I began to add the finishing touches to my hospital bag and mentally prepared myself, but at the same time, did not get my hopes up in case this was just a false alarm.
Mr. Ho finally called back in a complete panic! I told him what was going on and he sped home. He was quite the flustered one, to say the least. I told him he HAD to take a shower in case this was the real deal. FInally, we were on our way. I remember walking into the hospital hand-in-hand saying how we will probably be going home in an hour or two!
No, not so much!
The tests showed my waters indeed had broken and so they would be inducing my labor. I was given pitocin and admitted into room 312. It took 3 nurses to get my iv in. My arms were terribly bruised afterwards. I was also STARVING since I hadn't eaten anything substantial all day but I couldn't eat because of the meds. I was eating popsicles, watching the Kardashians and thinking this was a piece of cake. I had planned on enduring the pains as much as I could.
And then it hit me like a ton of bricks. How would I describe the pain? Like period cramps, multiplied by a million. And cramps when you have to poop, multiplied by a million. I definitely got an epidural but I really hated how numb my legs felt. I really can't remember if the epidural hurt or not. I was too focused on my labor pains. I threw up a few times. I hardly slept. I was fully dilated around noon the next day. I pushed for about 2.5 hours and my OBGYN decided my hips were too narrow to get this baby down safely. So with much regret, I had to have a c-section. I remember being wheeled out of the room into surgery and my brother saying to my mom, "She's going to start crying." And I definitely did. I was tired, in a lot of pain, and so frustrated.
Mr. Ho met me in the operating room where I was given more drugs. I was so loopy. I remember feeling a lot of pressure and then all of sudden, I heard a baby crying. And INSTANTLY, Mr. Ho and I looked at each other and we both had tears running down our faces. They took little Olivia to get warmed up while they stitched me up. It was around Olympic time and one of the doctors (not mine) asked mydoctor about curling. I know, WTF. Can you just place my organs back in nicely, not leave anything behind, and stitch me up, please?
I was still very drugged up so it was kind of a blur. But it all happened really fast. I remember holding her finally and she was just so calm and peaceful. Wow, what a moment!
We were in the hospital for 5 days. I wanted to stay as long as insurance would let me because I just felt so unsure of what I was doing. The nurses were absolutely amazing. They were so helpful. When I was crying to one of the nurses about my unsuccessful breastfeeding attempts, I remember her encouraging me and telling me one day I'll be stirring a pot of spaghetti with one hand and breastfeeding with the other! That never happened, but I always think of her when I make spaghetti and holding Olivia in the other arm.
The lactation consultants were super helpful too. I just completely broke down and cried one day and Mr. Ho had no idea what was wrong with me. I can't really put into words how frustrating it is. I thought I was "prepared" for all of this. But as much as I felt intense love for my child, she was also like a stranger. We had never met face-to-face and I had no idea what to do with her. She obviously was dealing with being outside of the comforts of the womb. And here I am thrusting this nipple into her mouth. It all seems so funny now, but man. I was heartbroken. I gave breastfeeing a good try for a month. She was getting SOMETHING because she was gaining weight but it was just not working out for us.
One day, I surrendered myself to the pump. I told breastfeeding to go eff itself and decided to go with the machine. As long as she was getting breastmilk, did it really matter how? So I pumped every 2-3 hours around the clock.
And now here I am, a complete year later. Still pumping but only twice a day as opposed to 8-10. I have a beautiful baby girl, who is thriving and happy. She loves to dance and listen to music. She loves to eat and try new flavors. She loves to manseh, clap, and do her pretty pose. She gives kisses and big smiles morning to night. She has 6 teeth. She loves to cruise. She points to dogs and says "mung mung" (dog in korean). She enjoys staring at the window and telling me about everything outside. She loves to read books.
I have a terrible shoulder from holding her on my left arm all the time. This past weekend, I was laying down and got up wrong and really hurt myself. I yelled and just held my shoulder for a bit and leaned my head on the sofa. Olivia was sitting on the sofa. She started to tear up when she heard me, crawled over, and put her head on my head and gave me little pats on the head. It was the most endearing moment of my life and I'll just never forget that feeling.
Life is not the same. And there are some times I wish I could just have some alone time. I wish I could sleep 12 hours. I wish I could just run out and run errands. I wish I could get drunk and eat shin ramyun at 4 in the morning with no worries for the next day.
But I wouldn't trade it for anything. I curse while getting up in the morning. But the second I pick her up from her crib and she says "umma," my life is perfect.
Happy 1st Birthday to my Olivia.
**A little TMI**
All day, I felt a little trickle down there and just assumed it was a part of "normal pregnancy" as my OBGYN kept referring to all my symptoms. I felt the need to pee and couldn't really control my bladder but I was 37 weeks so I figured I was just losing a bit of bladder control. But by night time, I felt sort of suspicious so I took a sniff at my underwear. It smelled like bleach! I googled "when your water breaks" and read that bleach-smelling liquid could be a sign that your bag of waters had broken! So I called my doctor and his on-call partner told me to just go to the hospital to get a test, just in case. I phone-bombed Mr. Ho. He did not pick up. In the mean time, I began to add the finishing touches to my hospital bag and mentally prepared myself, but at the same time, did not get my hopes up in case this was just a false alarm.
Mr. Ho finally called back in a complete panic! I told him what was going on and he sped home. He was quite the flustered one, to say the least. I told him he HAD to take a shower in case this was the real deal. FInally, we were on our way. I remember walking into the hospital hand-in-hand saying how we will probably be going home in an hour or two!
No, not so much!
The tests showed my waters indeed had broken and so they would be inducing my labor. I was given pitocin and admitted into room 312. It took 3 nurses to get my iv in. My arms were terribly bruised afterwards. I was also STARVING since I hadn't eaten anything substantial all day but I couldn't eat because of the meds. I was eating popsicles, watching the Kardashians and thinking this was a piece of cake. I had planned on enduring the pains as much as I could.
And then it hit me like a ton of bricks. How would I describe the pain? Like period cramps, multiplied by a million. And cramps when you have to poop, multiplied by a million. I definitely got an epidural but I really hated how numb my legs felt. I really can't remember if the epidural hurt or not. I was too focused on my labor pains. I threw up a few times. I hardly slept. I was fully dilated around noon the next day. I pushed for about 2.5 hours and my OBGYN decided my hips were too narrow to get this baby down safely. So with much regret, I had to have a c-section. I remember being wheeled out of the room into surgery and my brother saying to my mom, "She's going to start crying." And I definitely did. I was tired, in a lot of pain, and so frustrated.
Mr. Ho met me in the operating room where I was given more drugs. I was so loopy. I remember feeling a lot of pressure and then all of sudden, I heard a baby crying. And INSTANTLY, Mr. Ho and I looked at each other and we both had tears running down our faces. They took little Olivia to get warmed up while they stitched me up. It was around Olympic time and one of the doctors (not mine) asked mydoctor about curling. I know, WTF. Can you just place my organs back in nicely, not leave anything behind, and stitch me up, please?
I was still very drugged up so it was kind of a blur. But it all happened really fast. I remember holding her finally and she was just so calm and peaceful. Wow, what a moment!
We were in the hospital for 5 days. I wanted to stay as long as insurance would let me because I just felt so unsure of what I was doing. The nurses were absolutely amazing. They were so helpful. When I was crying to one of the nurses about my unsuccessful breastfeeding attempts, I remember her encouraging me and telling me one day I'll be stirring a pot of spaghetti with one hand and breastfeeding with the other! That never happened, but I always think of her when I make spaghetti and holding Olivia in the other arm.
The lactation consultants were super helpful too. I just completely broke down and cried one day and Mr. Ho had no idea what was wrong with me. I can't really put into words how frustrating it is. I thought I was "prepared" for all of this. But as much as I felt intense love for my child, she was also like a stranger. We had never met face-to-face and I had no idea what to do with her. She obviously was dealing with being outside of the comforts of the womb. And here I am thrusting this nipple into her mouth. It all seems so funny now, but man. I was heartbroken. I gave breastfeeing a good try for a month. She was getting SOMETHING because she was gaining weight but it was just not working out for us.
One day, I surrendered myself to the pump. I told breastfeeding to go eff itself and decided to go with the machine. As long as she was getting breastmilk, did it really matter how? So I pumped every 2-3 hours around the clock.
And now here I am, a complete year later. Still pumping but only twice a day as opposed to 8-10. I have a beautiful baby girl, who is thriving and happy. She loves to dance and listen to music. She loves to eat and try new flavors. She loves to manseh, clap, and do her pretty pose. She gives kisses and big smiles morning to night. She has 6 teeth. She loves to cruise. She points to dogs and says "mung mung" (dog in korean). She enjoys staring at the window and telling me about everything outside. She loves to read books.
I have a terrible shoulder from holding her on my left arm all the time. This past weekend, I was laying down and got up wrong and really hurt myself. I yelled and just held my shoulder for a bit and leaned my head on the sofa. Olivia was sitting on the sofa. She started to tear up when she heard me, crawled over, and put her head on my head and gave me little pats on the head. It was the most endearing moment of my life and I'll just never forget that feeling.
Life is not the same. And there are some times I wish I could just have some alone time. I wish I could sleep 12 hours. I wish I could just run out and run errands. I wish I could get drunk and eat shin ramyun at 4 in the morning with no worries for the next day.
But I wouldn't trade it for anything. I curse while getting up in the morning. But the second I pick her up from her crib and she says "umma," my life is perfect.
Happy 1st Birthday to my Olivia.
Monday, January 10, 2011
New Year, Old Me
So far, 2011 has been pretty good! Mr. Ho and I rang in the new year at Rays the Steaks with SIL, BIL, BFFF, SeanJon, Fahd, and Fernanda. Great company and delicious food - it was a wonderful start to the new year.
Do you believe that 2012 will be the end of the world? That would mean that this would be the last year of our lives. I don't believe it. I'm pretty sure the Bible says that God is not going to end the world when everyone expects it. But even if it were true, it makes you want to live every single day passionately. My generic resolution is to savor. Savor every bite, every hug, every laugh, every deep and/or mindless conversation, every kiss, every snuggle. Hm. I guess it's pointless to learn how to swim and I'll just wait till 2013 to do that.
Mr. Ho surprised me with dinner reservations at Volt in Frederick for my birthday! I've been wanting to go ever since Top Chef and the Voltaggio Brothers took over. Table 21 was booked for the entire year but we were able to sit at the Chef's Table, which was just as good as Table 21. We had a 7 course dinner (see picture) and it was probably one of the Top 10 meals of my life! It was absolutely divine. I never knew beets could taste that good. Actually, every single dish was to die for. OMG I'm so hungry all over again. And you know I was looking for Bryan the entire time and definitely asked the waiter to get me a picture with him!
I'm 29 now. Last year of my 20's. I don't know whether I'm supposed to be thrilled to still be in my 20's or to be sad about this slow, painful encroachment towards middle age. Ugh.
Very distracted right now. Trying to pump, watch Desperate Housewives online, blog, and respond to FB messages.
EDIT
Just got done cleaning bottles. Now eating birthday cake. While I was scrubbing away, I thought of a few more things I wanted to jot down.
Here's a weird marriage moment. One night Mr. Ho was fast asleep and I was still awake and googling random things on my iPhone trying to pass time till I felt sleepy. I googled "2012 theories." Scared myself and went to sleep. The next morning, I went to see what was on our DVR and lo and behold, Mr. Ho had DVR'd Nostradamus: 2012 stuff off the History Channel! Weird. Also, apparently, I snore.
I think pregnancy did something strange to my bangs. They used to swoosh better. I think it's the post-partem hair loss that has now resulted on less bang swoopage.
What I got for my birthday (I know you want to know): knotted black circle scarf from Australia and gift card from SIL, lycee (spelling?) from in-laws, spa gift card from BFFF, gorgeous flowers from DHuang, Shark vacuum and steamer from my parents (soon to be purchased), and a gift certificate from my brother. I have to note that my brother, who now lives in Tysons, drove out to Fairfax in rush hour to bring me a card/gift and to wish me a happy birthday. You have no idea - this was a HUGE gesture from my little brother. It really made my day!!!
And yes, Shark vacuum and steamer. My parents asked me what I wanted and they said, "shoes?" And I said, "No. Steamer." I'M THRILLED!! I'm also going to purchase one of those vacuum sealer thingys??
Poor Mr. Ho. He has Christmas, my birthday, Valentine's Day, and Olivia's birthday one right after the other. I forgot to mention that as an early gift, I received the new MacBook Air (LOVEEE). We are working on something with the jeweler. It's nothing too big but very sentimental. I can't wait.
I think that's all for now. Hope my birthday was a great day for all!
Do you believe that 2012 will be the end of the world? That would mean that this would be the last year of our lives. I don't believe it. I'm pretty sure the Bible says that God is not going to end the world when everyone expects it. But even if it were true, it makes you want to live every single day passionately. My generic resolution is to savor. Savor every bite, every hug, every laugh, every deep and/or mindless conversation, every kiss, every snuggle. Hm. I guess it's pointless to learn how to swim and I'll just wait till 2013 to do that.
Mr. Ho surprised me with dinner reservations at Volt in Frederick for my birthday! I've been wanting to go ever since Top Chef and the Voltaggio Brothers took over. Table 21 was booked for the entire year but we were able to sit at the Chef's Table, which was just as good as Table 21. We had a 7 course dinner (see picture) and it was probably one of the Top 10 meals of my life! It was absolutely divine. I never knew beets could taste that good. Actually, every single dish was to die for. OMG I'm so hungry all over again. And you know I was looking for Bryan the entire time and definitely asked the waiter to get me a picture with him! I'm 29 now. Last year of my 20's. I don't know whether I'm supposed to be thrilled to still be in my 20's or to be sad about this slow, painful encroachment towards middle age. Ugh.
Very distracted right now. Trying to pump, watch Desperate Housewives online, blog, and respond to FB messages.
EDIT
Just got done cleaning bottles. Now eating birthday cake. While I was scrubbing away, I thought of a few more things I wanted to jot down.
Here's a weird marriage moment. One night Mr. Ho was fast asleep and I was still awake and googling random things on my iPhone trying to pass time till I felt sleepy. I googled "2012 theories." Scared myself and went to sleep. The next morning, I went to see what was on our DVR and lo and behold, Mr. Ho had DVR'd Nostradamus: 2012 stuff off the History Channel! Weird. Also, apparently, I snore.
I think pregnancy did something strange to my bangs. They used to swoosh better. I think it's the post-partem hair loss that has now resulted on less bang swoopage.
What I got for my birthday (I know you want to know): knotted black circle scarf from Australia and gift card from SIL, lycee (spelling?) from in-laws, spa gift card from BFFF, gorgeous flowers from DHuang, Shark vacuum and steamer from my parents (soon to be purchased), and a gift certificate from my brother. I have to note that my brother, who now lives in Tysons, drove out to Fairfax in rush hour to bring me a card/gift and to wish me a happy birthday. You have no idea - this was a HUGE gesture from my little brother. It really made my day!!!
And yes, Shark vacuum and steamer. My parents asked me what I wanted and they said, "shoes?" And I said, "No. Steamer." I'M THRILLED!! I'm also going to purchase one of those vacuum sealer thingys??
Poor Mr. Ho. He has Christmas, my birthday, Valentine's Day, and Olivia's birthday one right after the other. I forgot to mention that as an early gift, I received the new MacBook Air (LOVEEE). We are working on something with the jeweler. It's nothing too big but very sentimental. I can't wait.
I think that's all for now. Hope my birthday was a great day for all!
Tuesday, January 26, 2010
New Year, New Life
Hello 2010. You are 26 days old.
The New Year has been good to me so far. We celebrated by going to dinner at 2941 and having their tasting menu. It really was one of the best meals I've had in my life. Even though I couldn't enjoy it to the fullest since I couldn't have the raw foods or eat the Kobe beef the right way, it was still out of this world delicious. I really love me some truffles - shaved, oil, whatever. We actually finished dinner around 11:15 PM so we came home. We rang in the new year in our comfortable bed with my favorite Wegmans Sparkling Grape Juice. Mr. Ho passed out soon after. Good times!
We also took our one and only trip during this entire pregnancy. Ms. Kang, now the newly minted Mrs. Park got married in New Jersey. The wedding was so beautiful and special. I was a ball of hormones. The tears started as soon as she hit the aisle. And especially when she was dancing with her father. Her day also coincided with my birthday so I did spend my birthday weekend in NYC, eating xiao lum bao (I never remember how to spell that) and Milk Bar ice cream, cookies, and pork buns! Mr. Ho also spoiled me with some amazing gifts from Chanel - you can never go wrong with that.
So, I am 32 weeks now. The countdown has truly begun. Olivia's room is pretty much finished! Dad Ho came to hang up the mirror for us today. I just have to do some major laundry but will wait till the beginning of March to do it so it doesn't collect dust - a la Mom Lim's request. Her furniture is beautiful and everything goes so well with the paint and chandelier. Man, applying the decals to her wall was NO JOKE. Mr. Ho thoroughly impressed me with his patience and attention to detail. I was the one who wanted to half-ass it and ignore the air bubbles. But I guess he really wanted to make his daughter's room as perfect as he could! #1 Daddy already!
Two Saturdays ago, Mr. Ho and I took a Birthing Class, essentially a Lamaze course. It was info-packed but we did do some breathing exercises for contractions. You'll never know how it feels until you experience them for yourself, so I can't imagine what labor will be like. I hate being touched when sick. The instructor was encouraging us to hold hands and look into each other's eyes to focus. It was all fun and games during the exercises but I'm scared I will turn into an evil bitch when the time comes. Hopefully, I won't be too mean. Hopefully, Mr. Ho won't take it personally. In advance, I LOVE YOU, MR. HO! Don't hate me during labor!
I guess no one knocked on wood because I had a brief encounter with constipation and hemmroids. TMI? I don't care. You or your significant other will (most likely) have them too when with child.
This little girl could be making her debut anywhere from 5-10 weeks! Insanity.
The New Year has been good to me so far. We celebrated by going to dinner at 2941 and having their tasting menu. It really was one of the best meals I've had in my life. Even though I couldn't enjoy it to the fullest since I couldn't have the raw foods or eat the Kobe beef the right way, it was still out of this world delicious. I really love me some truffles - shaved, oil, whatever. We actually finished dinner around 11:15 PM so we came home. We rang in the new year in our comfortable bed with my favorite Wegmans Sparkling Grape Juice. Mr. Ho passed out soon after. Good times!
We also took our one and only trip during this entire pregnancy. Ms. Kang, now the newly minted Mrs. Park got married in New Jersey. The wedding was so beautiful and special. I was a ball of hormones. The tears started as soon as she hit the aisle. And especially when she was dancing with her father. Her day also coincided with my birthday so I did spend my birthday weekend in NYC, eating xiao lum bao (I never remember how to spell that) and Milk Bar ice cream, cookies, and pork buns! Mr. Ho also spoiled me with some amazing gifts from Chanel - you can never go wrong with that.
So, I am 32 weeks now. The countdown has truly begun. Olivia's room is pretty much finished! Dad Ho came to hang up the mirror for us today. I just have to do some major laundry but will wait till the beginning of March to do it so it doesn't collect dust - a la Mom Lim's request. Her furniture is beautiful and everything goes so well with the paint and chandelier. Man, applying the decals to her wall was NO JOKE. Mr. Ho thoroughly impressed me with his patience and attention to detail. I was the one who wanted to half-ass it and ignore the air bubbles. But I guess he really wanted to make his daughter's room as perfect as he could! #1 Daddy already!
Two Saturdays ago, Mr. Ho and I took a Birthing Class, essentially a Lamaze course. It was info-packed but we did do some breathing exercises for contractions. You'll never know how it feels until you experience them for yourself, so I can't imagine what labor will be like. I hate being touched when sick. The instructor was encouraging us to hold hands and look into each other's eyes to focus. It was all fun and games during the exercises but I'm scared I will turn into an evil bitch when the time comes. Hopefully, I won't be too mean. Hopefully, Mr. Ho won't take it personally. In advance, I LOVE YOU, MR. HO! Don't hate me during labor!
I guess no one knocked on wood because I had a brief encounter with constipation and hemmroids. TMI? I don't care. You or your significant other will (most likely) have them too when with child.
This little girl could be making her debut anywhere from 5-10 weeks! Insanity.
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