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A recall?! Rather ironic considering I eat these to stay healthy and yet they can be killing me, nice. Figures, it's Friday the 13th, how appropriate.
2. Correction, before I officially woke up today to this, I woke up at 4am to Q stumbling around in my house and him jokingly telling Mi Nam to be quiet. I didn't think it was so funny. I drifted in and out while I heard Q rambling to Mi Nam about something. (Yes, we talk to Mi Nam like he's a person but stay with me here, that's not the point of my story). Then I suddenly felt something touch my face, I don't know what I thought it was and so I automatically threw a punch and "smack", I hit something. Turns out it was Q. He was trying to kiss my cheek. Maybe I should have apologized but I didn't. I didn't mean to hit him and would never think of doing so but it kind of served him right. He told me to wait an hour for him. 1 hour turned into 5.
3. The Cheonan Trump showed up for our early morning meeting and so I spent forty minutes practicing my putt in the corner of his office. Once he did arrive, he arrived with a huge smile and lots of "I'm sorry, I'm sorry!!!" to which he said he'd make it up to me by sending me to over to the CK store. And so after our meeting that's exactly where I went. "Are you Amy?" the sales lady asked, to which after I answered yes she then handed me a box and I left.
4. Last year the Cheonan Trump and my friend Mr. Top Notch bought me a pair of CK underwear for my game weigh-in, insisting that I must drop jaws if I'm going to have to drop my drawers at weigh-in. Today my old CK's got a buddy... a new pair of underwear for weigh-in.... hahaha.
5. Technically for me, yesterday was my father Papa Bere's birthday but considering the time difference, it's today for him and so I called him up. I really should call my family more often, I know. Come to think of it, I think I only talk to my parents five times a year: my dad's birthday, my mom's birthday, my birthday, Thanksgiving, and Christmas. I talk to my brothers on their birthdays, so once a year. Mind ya, before you start thinking I'm a horrible, terrible sister/daughter, I should note that with the exception of one of my brothers, I talk to my family quite often via email.
6. With tomorrow being Valentine's Day I figured I'd blow Q's socks off this year by taking a cooking class by Panty Boy's mother. She went on and on in Korean about finer details which left me looking dumbfounded but I think I figured it out. She taught me how to make tuna kimchi stew, which is pretty easy but considering my cooking only extends to eggs and chicken. Anyways, she taught me how to make it and some pretty tasty side dishes. Spent four hours with her. It was fun.
7. After my cooking lesson, I got busy doing prep work for my Valentine's late night private party for two that I'm planning to surprise Q with, which meant I had to hit the shops, and then write up a mini invitation in Korea. He's going to love it though... absolutely love it!!!
8. Well, I did it... I was nice today. While standing at the stoplight downtown, I noticed a young man decked out in a beautiful navy suit jacket, pants, dress shoes... and dripping wet standing some feet away from me. It was pouring and he got caught empty handed without an umbrella. He looked so sad, standing their while his hair gel dripped down his face. Then the light changed and he scurried across the street. I practically chased him across the road and then grabbed his arm so that he could stop and let me catch my breath. "Here,.. we can walk together" I told him. Turns out he's a university student on his way home from school, speaks very little English but makes up for it with manners and smiles, and lives on the 15th floor of my building. See... I guess being nice isn't so hard after all... hahaha.
9. "Hard time now, easy time later"... I'm convinced that must be Junior Mint's motto cause he's been pushing me so hard at training. Don't get me wrong, I love the push and I love squeezing out every last inch of energy in my body but wow... he was brutal tonight, telling me to do ten rounds on the sand bag. It was one exercise after the other and the only rest time I could possibly manage to dig up were the thirty seconds in between each round that the clock allows. Even then though, Junior Mint kept on going with the pad work. My arms seem to be in a constant flex these past couple of weeks, especially this week. I've been walking around with swollen arms and feeling like one of those muscle meat heads I use to chum with who couldn't use their cell phones without their arm going numb... hahaha. OK, so my arms will never get to that state but dang... feels so strange.
10. I think, as it stands, my oh-so-thoughtful Valentine's private party for two will be a no-go and it looks like I'll be spending it alone. It's still too early to comment on it all and, honestly, I really don't want to. With only a couple of days till my fight, everything else has to be blocked out of my mind, including the drama Q has stirred up in the last couple of days. I love him but I love myself more and I refuse to let him mess things up for me now with it just being days before my fight. And so on that note, I packed up all his stuff into one bag, including the ring he gave me, plopped it outside my door and texted him, telling him to pick it up if he wanted. Turned my phone off and changed my door lock code. Junior Mint was right; I am a chameleon. My ability to adapt is quite unique and although many may call me cold-hearted because of it, I beg to differ. My skin may be constantly adapting and changing but it's also getting a lot thicker and that's what makes me independently able to stand on my own two feet.
QUESTION OF THE DAY...
Did I shave my legs for this?
QUOTE OF THE DAY...
Never violate the sacredness of your individual self-respect.
-- Theodore Parker
9 comments:
"I love him but I love myself more"
Hm.
Look, I know how it is to date a Korean guy. I did it for four years but do you think you are being fair to someone you love? No matter what the person I love did (other than sleeping with my sister on my birthday and she's a lesbian!) I would not just pack his stuff and put it outside a door.
I think you are making a mistake in doing that and inevitably causing more drama in the long run. There is nothing wrong with being mad and upset about missed dates and late coming homes but by simply putting his stuff outside his door you have not solved the problem, you have taken the easy way out. I think you are a better person than that and a lot stronger person that that (yeah, just putting his stuff outside the door without giving the relationship its true justice is not strong, it's weak). I hope you work it out with him...it's obvious he adores you...and you him.
Amy, I know you know I know.
What he did was wrong. It was wrong before but you excused him. I think you were right for not giving him a second chance on his second chance.
A lie is a lie and no one likes a lier.
Happy Valentine's day, Amy! :)
Oh my God!!!!! How dramatic is packing all his stuff, tossing it outside, changing the lock code and closing the door. Sounds like a scene from "The Young and the Restless". All that's missing is the music.
Amy...you're 30!!!! Enough!
It's not dramatic, it's exactly what most would do. I don't believe TOSS was the word she used actually. Nor is she 30.
I would have done the same thing minus the bag of stuff. It would have gone straight to the trash.
Then again, we don't know the full story here do we. No, we don't. Maybe he did really hurt her bad.
Woman - do what you want. Only you can say when enough is enough. Only you know what's going on with your relationship. I know you lay it all out here and it's going to get judged. Wah. It's not possible for your readers to understand all the details.
I don't know the details, but from the sounds of it - your effort at something special for Valentines and disappointment at it not working out (agian)- I'd pack his shit and suggest he shove it.
Likewise, your judgey readers should shove it.
End it, give him a second chance, or a third chance or whatever. I wish you well.
-Charlene
Well I have to say that it's interesting how the US's peanut problem has reached to you as well. It's been going on for a few weeks over here,and 8 people have died.
So Q just walks in whenever he wants? I wouldn't give him that kind of freedom ><
I don't think of you as a bad daughter. International calls are EXPENSIVE, and when I get to Cali, I doubt I'll ever call my family haha
Small world. Reminds me of this commercial I saw about passing along favors and smiles.
Was it a no go because he didn't show up? Or because you wanted to be alone? It seems harsh if at first you told him you were going to have a great night, but then kicked him out. I couldn't tell if he did something to "provoke" you.
-Bman
<3
I didn't say she shouldn't break up with him if the relationship is bad. Definently she should if she is not getting what she needs out of it. If he is not treating her right, yeah it's over. However, my point was how she should treat the relationship and someone that she loves with better respect. That doing it in that way was weak and dramatic. I feel the situation will get more closure with a more mature approach. Meaning less likely for back and forth stuff.
If you think that I am judging her harshly that is your opinion but I am trying to give her the EXACT advice I would give anyone I know if I heard this story. I would give this advice to her face just like anyone else I know. I feel for her situation and I would want someone to call me out if I was acting dramatic and ridiculous and believe me plenty of people have in the past.
All you anyonymous people sure have a lot of opinions for people with no names about the people with names giving honest advice.
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