Highlights of my Day... Friday, September 19

1. My meeting with the Cheonan Trump consisted of me walking into his hospital and he sticking his head of the surgery room to tell me sorry, he’s busy. He’s been so busy lately and so I haven’t really been able to sit down with him for a good chat. I miss our chats and lately our chats have consisted only of text messages and leaving gifts for each other. I had brought him back some Crown Royal from Canada and bought him a necktie the other day. He’s not really one for buying gifts, partly because he has no time that is, and so his gifts are always envelop gifts… the best kind!!!

2. Made the phone call that I’ve been both dreading and eagerly wanting to make all week, my phone call to Andi. I gave myself almost a week for the news of her father’s death to sink it but I still can’t believe it. Sure enough though, her mother answered my call and I froze. What do you say to someone who just lost the love of their life after years of making a life together?! Then Andi came on the phone. I was proud at how strong and freely she talked about it but it left me in tears and with a crowd of people at the bus terminal looking at me. Word is that the doctors didn’t expect her father to live past July and so him lasting this long was quite the miracle. I just can’t believe he’s gone… wow. Death happens, I know, it’s a part of the cycle of life but you always think it happens to someone else’s loved ones.

3. Headed off to Seoul for Korean tutoring and was faced with the inevitable expected question from my teacher… “Are you and Q back together again?” Hmm… I’m pondering the same question. Maybe it’s not that we want to be together again but that we feel we really have no one else and I know that’s awful to say but it feels like that way sometimes. We don’t act like a couple, nor are we all affectionate to each other like we use to be but I still hangout with him sometimes. I don’t know what we are but I’d like to figure it out so that I’m not hanging around him AND thinking about meeting someone else. I’m on the fence with this one.

4. I had agreed to meet up with Lover Boy today after tutoring and so he swung by and picked me up. I turned and there he was, dressed in a pin-strip shirt with gelled hair, a huge smile, and the three distinguishable freckles placed exactly where I had left them… on his cheek right below his right eye.

5. Lover Boy’s friend, Mr. No Talk, came along to meet me and so I felt like quite the spoiled gal with two of Korea’s finest looking men driving me around town and giving me their undivided attention. I tell ya, I don’t know what Heaven looks like but I’m sure it definitely involves a Korean man. I don’t know what it is really but I am so drawn to them. I don’t know whether it’s their jet black rock star hair, small mysterious dark eyes, their mannerisms, their culture, or the fact that they seem sensitive, but I love Korean men. Moreover, I love it when their voice totally changes when they speak Korean. I’m sure some of you know what I’m talking about. Ask a Korean man to speak English and then speak Korean. His voice tone totally changes.

6. Mr. No Talk pretended to not like me and so he teased me about this and that, he even pretended to crash his car… he was hilarious.

7. Lover Boy had convinced his boss to give them two hours off so that they could meet up with me but because of the insane traffic in Seoul, we spent most of it in the car. We dropped by Coffee Bean for some orange juice and then back in the car we went. But walking into Coffee Bean, wow,.. all eyes were on us. Both Lover Boy and Mr. No Talk are personal bodyguards at the 63 Building in Seoul and so they’re expected to dress to the nines. Thankfully I hadn’t changed clothes after my meeting with the Cheonan Trump and so we were all dressed to impress… and that we did.

8. Time came for them to head back to work and so we promised to meet again and even started talking about taking a weekend trip together. I got on my bus and headed back to Cheonan… back to the city of t-shirts and jeans… blah.

9. So far in the past week the word “baby” has come up in discussion way too many times!!! This week I found out that not only has one of my brothers had another baby girl but the wives of two of my boxing team mates just got pregnant and one of my best friends in Canada just got pregnant too. Some how this issue got thrown my way at boxing tonight. It’s funny cause both Junior Mint and I are anti-baby people. I love babies but I think I love them because they belong to someone else. I’ve never been thrilled at the sight of a new born and, if anything, they bore me. I mean, they just sleep, cry and go to the bathroom… moreover, they lie in their poop! I’m much more interested in a three year old who has started to form their own personality, can have a conversation with you and who knows things like their favourite colour and potty training.

10. I once asked Q why he wanted a baby so much and honestly, the answer he came up with was by far the dumbest answer I have ever heard… hehehe. “I want a baby so we can play and they can make me food”, was his answer. “Play?!” he wants a baby so he can play?! I say, what to have something you can play with, buy a dog, and as for this making him food thing, I’m not too sure what that’s a lot about but may I suggest him moving back into his mother’s place if he wants someone to make him food… hehehe. After much teasing about his answer, he came up with a new one just recently… “so I am not alone when I am older”. Seems like a fair enough answer, mind ya, my mom and dad had me but I’m miles away. Actually, so are my brothers.

QUESTION OF THE DAY...
Is it a Korean thing or do most people have this kind of "have to have a baby" idea?

QUOTE OF THE DAY...
Families with babies and families without babies are sorry for each other.
-- Ed Howe