V's Day

Sweet Baby V, Happy 100th Day!  

Here's to another 100 years filled with health, prosperity & love, little one.

New Looks

Is this new template too emo?  Or does it just blow your mind?

I like the colors and the feel of everything.  But I wish that illustration at the top right corner didn't look like its bleeding so much.  I'll probably change it.

Obviously, I'm playing around with the look of this blog.  It makes me want to learn HTML or coding or whatever it's called.  Do you think it would take awhile to pick up?  Considering I do have a lot of free time...  My mother did tell me to not waste my time and learn something while I'm not working.  I was actually thinking about learning how to knit.  I think I'd be good at it.  

Yes, I know the links, recipes, and books are all missing.  I have to retype and re-link everything so I'll do that after I perfect this lil' blog o' mine.

Sorry, but I don't have FIVE FUN FACTS today.  It is really hard to think of them, by the way.  But I will end with this...  I want nerd glasses.  Just like the greatest rapper of all time, Jigga.

It's serious.

The Almighty Finger Point

Ever since I can remember, I have always wanted a superpower.  Just like Sabrina, the Teenage Witch.  The show was absolutely ridiculous, but I watched it because I was such a fan of her original show, Clarissa Explains It All.  Clarissa used to do this side braid and one day before school, my mom did my hair just like her.  It was a good day.

So back to my superpower.  I've always wanted the ability to simply make things happen!  And it would be so easy because all it would take is the all-encompassing finger point.  Clarissa is demonstrating this easy flick of the finger in the picture on the left.  Just point my finger and SHIZAM!  What I want just happens.

Change my outfit?  SHIZAM!  Gourment dinner?  SHIZAM!  Clean house? SHIZAM!  Peace on earth?  SHIZAM!

(Obviously, as I point, I have to say SHIZAM!  It's fun.  Try it, I dare you).

There is no way I want to EARN this power.  I just wish I had it.  I don't want to have to go to school like Harry Potter or fight Voldemort and the Dementors.  Nor do I want an Achilles Heel, like kryptonite is to Superman.  This says a lot about me versus superheroes/teenage wizards.  They are adventurous, valiant, and courageous.  Me?  I don't want to put myself in harms way.  I'm fine just sitting on my couch and pointing my finger.

I don't think I would tell anyone I had this power either.  I would keep it to myself and just gift it to the ones I love.  Mr. Ho doesn't want to work anymore?  SHIZAM!  He's won the lottery and the IRS has completely forgotten about him!  DHuang doesn't want to write any more papers for the Law Review?  SHIZAM!  She gets to graduate early and is hired at a top DC law firm with a SICK hiring bonus.  Young wants V on a schedule, a supernanny, and an orange Birkin?  SHIZAM!  Done, Done and Done!  

Man.  I got myself all excited.

Even though I am merely human, SHIZAM!  Here are my FIVE FUN FACTS.

1.  I can name all 50 states in alphabetical order thanks to a song I learned back in elementary school.  Hats off to you, Fifty Nifty States.

2.  I always have to brush my teeth BEFORE taking a shower.  

3.  I organize my closet by style and color.  So all my collared shirts are in order from lightest to darkest.  All my dresses are organized by strap style - strapless, short sleeves, long sleeves, etc.  And I use the handy-dandy ROYGBP method for everything.  You don't know this method?  You're missing out on Mother Nature's organization methods.

4.  Back in high school, I used to write down what I wore every single day to school and I wouldn't repeat an outfit within the month.  

5.  For the longest time, I thought Jesus was pronounced, "JE-JUS-SUH."  That's how my lovely english-is-their-second-language parents used to say it.  

Body Deformities & Fashionista Conundrums

Now that I'm not working, the days just fly by and clump together.  It's already FRIDAY?  What the heck did I do all week?  

Well, I'll tell you that on Tuesday evening,  my SIL (sister-in-law) and I watched a documentary on the Treeman, who lives in Indonesia.  You don't know who the Treeman is, you say?  Check this out.  

He is actually suffering from warts that have grown out of control because of serious deficiencies in his immune system.  It was horrifying, but it was like watching a train wreck.  You just can't help yourself!  And being the hypochondriac that I am, (Oooh.  That was a FREEBIE FUN FACT.  Don't you love free things?)  I proceeded to check my body for any warts that resembled tree bark.  Thankfully, I was in the clear.

As I watched the documentary, I just kept thinking to myself that I am so, so lucky.  I don't have some body deforming disease.  I have food on my plate, clean running water, a roof over my head, and just a very content life.  I guess I'm just trying to say that I'm grateful and I shouldn't be so shallow sometimes...

But who am I kidding?  Being a little shallow is why I am so lovable, don't you agree?  It's why this blog is what it is.  At least I embrace it and accept it.  Moving on...

I was just minding my own business when I see this cop walking around.  And I have a revelation!  Are fashionistas across the world copying COPS?  See exhibit A and take notice of how his pants are tucked into his boots:

Compared to Exhibit B and C:

 

Granted, Exhibit B is a picture of Jaleel White.  Yeah, that's right.  STEVE URKEL!  And I guess you could also say fashionistas are copying jockeys.  Or firemen.  But whatever.  I think I made my point.  Case closed.

Now to the part of my blog that all my readers are clamoring about!  FIVE FUN FACTS!

(At this time, I'd like to give a shout-out to all my readers!  All THREE of you.  Yeah, you know who you are!)

1.  PB&Js on white Wonder Bread are my meal of choice when laying on the beach.

2.  I am severely sensitive to caffeine.  So don't ask me if I want coffee post 9 AM.

3.  I have never watched Top Gun, Star Wars, or Footloose from beginning to end.  There are a lot of classics that I haven't seen from start to finish, actually.  But I've watched every Lindsay Lohan movie!

4.  My first concert was N'Sync.  JC was my favorite.

5.  During a spelling test in 1st grade, we had to spell the word "ANY."  And for some reason, I totally blanked out.  I distinctly remember I spelled it "ENY."  

Just Between Me & God

Dear God.  

It's me, Mrs. Ho.  You have provided so many blessings in my life and I am forever grateful to You.  However, there is just ONE thing that burdens me.  Something I ask myself every single day.

Why, oh why, are my feet so small?

My feet are just not proportionate to the rest of my body.  Well, I guess they balance out my miniscule hands.  But it's not like I'm on the short side.  And I'm petite but not anorexic.  So what's the deal?  The only rational explanation could be is that You know I have a tendency to covet.  Shoes like this:

   

Maybe You can throw me a bone when I get pregnant and make my feet grow.  Just a size.  Even a size 5 would be fantastic!  A size 4 is just hard.  I only get options like this:

  

Not that I'm not thankful for options, but really...  REALLY?  That's all I get?

*sigh*

In the end, I know why You made my feet as small as You did.  To save me money.  You're just looking out for my best interest, like always and I thank You.  I would be in debt if I could fit into $900 shoes.  Mr. Ho thanks you for that, too.

Oh, before I end this prayer, just wanted to give You props for giving us a President with such swagger.  You did good.

Amen.

Don't think I would neglect my FIVE FUN FACTS because I had to have a delicate conversation with God.  By the way, I was thinking that if I ever win an Oscar, Emmy, Grammy, or Community Service award, I would definitely give a shout-out to God first.  Wouldn't you?

1.  My brother and I used to cut holes into our pajamas so we would get new ones.

2.  I was hospitalized for a kidney infection when I was in second grade and all I craved was a Filet-O-Fish.

3.  For my first trip to the optometrist, I knew I wanted glasses just like my Daddy.  So I lied during my eye doctor test.  Boy, that was a mistake.  I'd be on the second floor of my house, look out the window, and the grass was literally 2 feet away - magnified like crazy.  Oops.

4.  My parents brought home a new van.  It was red.  I hated it, threw a fit, and they took it back and brought home a gold one.  Spoiled, much?

5.  Another story of my youth.  One time I found these bumps on the back of my tongue.  My mom took me to the doctor.  Diagnosis?  Taste buds. 

Time for a WEEKEND UPDATE!

Mr. Ho came home late on Friday.  We headed over to ARA, a bar in Annandale, to see our good friend who recently moved to NYC.  For those who don't know, Annandale is a mini Korea-town.  Well, Korean/Spanish-town.  I find this city useful for the food, but not much more.  Even though I am full-on Korean on the outside, I could not be more white on the inside.  Hello, my name is Mrs. Ho and I am a Twinkie.

We pull up to ARA and I already know this is going to be my AZN Nightmare.  Although some are friendly faces, let's face it, it wouldn't matter if none of us saw each other again.  I just see so many people who are obviously fake to my face  and a lot of wannabes.  Almost like this!

JUST KIDDING!  I googled "asian wannabes" and this is what I got.  

(Dear God, I'm sorry for being such a hater.  Some of my closest and dearest friends are asian and I love them.  I'll work on being so judgmental.)  The only beacon of light was in the form of both Ms. Chaes and a few of their friends.  I guess all that matters is the company you keep.  But the HIGHLIGHT of my night was when Mr. Ho and I went to 7-11 and he bought me Shin Ramen and Blue Gatorade - my drinking remedies.  I slurped down every drop of soup like it was my last meal and peaced out for the night!

Saturday, I nursed my baby-hangover while Mr. Ho played flag football.  Before he left, he kissed me goodbye and told me my breath stank.  And then I ate a Chapaghetti.  YUM!  After he got home, I rushed him out of the house so we could pick up Alex (4 years old) and meet Mackenzie (6 years old) to see High School Musical 3!  Let's face it, I needed some kind of cover-up for why I wanted to see HSM3 and so I tricked these two kids into being my decoys.  Whatever, I had a date with Zac Efron at 2:40 PM and I wasn't going to stand him up.  Some parts of the movie made me feel very uncomfortable - like Vanessa Hudgens cleavage.  After spending some time with the Wiltshire clan, we ended the night with some Fuddruckers.  Mr. Ho had a huge burger and chili fries.  I had a chicken caesar salad - smothered in dressing - with a loaded baked potato and polished off the rest of his fries.

Sunday, I went to church alone while Mr. Ho met with a prospective Spring flag football team, which he turned down so he can uphold his Sunday church duties.  Picked up some Soondooboo from Lighthouse Tofu and lounged around.  Now I'm sitting here watching Rock of Love Charm School and finishing up Penne Rosa pasta from Noodle + Company.  With all the food I ate this weekend, now I know why my stomach feels like utter crap.  

This was a boring entry, but here is what you were waiting for, FIVE FUN FACTS about yours truly.

1.  When I started fifth grade, the powers that be put me in a gifted & talented program because they sez I wuz smart.  And then I got the worst grades of my life.  I showed them who was boss!  

2.  My aunt used to make me put on dance shows whenever she had guests over.  To the tunes of Paula Abdul and/or Janet Jackson.

3.  I can't swim.  I was traumatized during swim lessons as a young gal, but it is one of my resolutions for 2009.  Michael Phelps, watch your back, yo!

4.  Garlic, how I love thee.  If a recipe calls for 3 cloves of garlic, I put in 6.  Or 8.  

5.  Back in high school, a deer ran through our front screen door and ran around the first floor of our house, leaving blood all over the walls.  I was in my room and thought it was a burglar and called 911.  Three cop cars showed up and all we had to show for it was deer fur and blood.  Needless to say, I don't sympathize with dead deer on the roads.  Take that Bambi's mom!  

Yes, I Am A Ho...

...in one sense of the word.  I got married 5 months ago today to my wonderful Mr. Ho and proudly took his name.  Changing one's name, by the way, is the most annoying process invented and I never plan on doing it again.  With the internet, someone should make a website where it can be done in one smooth step.  (I call dibs on the creation of this website in case it makes millions).  

Here we are on our wedding day.  I love this picture because it really captures who Mr. Ho is... loving, loyal, and crazy.  He makes me laugh every single day.  He wakes up every morning with such a powerful positive attitude and he works tirelessly to support his out-of-work wife.  He loves to drink an orange juice/water combination (which he and our ex-roomie Alex are trademarking as CHINESE GATORADE) and is an avid flag-football player.  He is definitely my everything and I am so blessed that he is all mine.   One of his best qualities?  He can make up a song & dance about ANYTHING.  Seriously, ANYTHING.  

I only started this blog because my best friend, my sister-I-never-had, and cousin told me I should write one.  Young probably didn't think I would even consider, but I'm so bored right now.  I quit my job a month before the wedding and although I wouldn't trade this life for anything, I have a bit of downtime, to say the least.  Young thinks I am funny.  I think I am sub-par, at best.

The first blog is always about who you are and your likes and dislikes, so I'll keep it simple with just FIVE FUN FACTS!  I choose five because of the alliteration factor.  Here we go...

1.  Martha Stewart recipes never fail me.  

2.  I will admit it.  I'm nosy.

3.  Sloths really, REALLY creep me out.

4.  Reading and television are my stress-relievers.

5.  I love the smell of tomatoes on the vine!

And I will end my first blog ever with a picture of my dog-son.  The sweetest, most nervous bulldog alive.