Recap to Fill You In... Wednesday, May 11

If there’s one thing I’ve learned living six years here in Korea it’s been to expect the unexpected. Sure you don’t have to live in Korea to learn that lesson but those who live in Korea can relate when I say it’s all that more relevant when you live here, well that and the fact that common sense isn’t so common in this corner of the world.

It’s been a super busy strange and deranged week here, filled with no time to really breath, not that I really would if I even could cause I’m suffering from brutal allergies. I never had allergies when I lived in Canada but then again I never had the yellow sand blowing in from China filling up my lungs nor the radioactive rain from Japan beating down on me. This year the yellow sand mixed with all the pollen is leaving me wanting to literally scratch out my eyeballs and I probably would do it too if it meant I’d get a decent night’s sleep and some relief. My friends – them all but two here being Korean – are totally comfortable with the wave of nasty pollen that infests Korea’s skies and I think that’s kind of brutal, to be so comfortable with what’s flying around, clouding the air.

Talk about lacking common sense.

I'm not too sure what the driver of this truck was thinking, maybe he wasn't thinking.

Short bridge + a tall truck = disaster, and me + my camera = a cool shot for my homepage... hahaha.

But anyways, that's not what I wanted to write about. What I wanted to write about was a mini --- very mini --- recap of what went down this week as a means of kind of keeping you all up to date.

QUICK RECAP…

MONDAY
Allergies definitely got the best of me on Monday so on that note I had to postpone my evening tutoring. My eyes were all swollen from me itching the heck out of them, my nose was clogged, throat was scratchy, and I was having non-stop sneezing fits. My mini-Koreans loved my sneezing fits because I’m quite an exaggerative sneezer – sneezing rather loud, throwing my head forward and my leg up… hahaha. After work I did nothing but curse Korea’s pollen-infested air and struggle to sleep through it all.

TUESDAY
Thankfully I had the day off because of it being Budha’s birthday. So much for relaxing though, my allergies were in full force. Snickers ended up taking me to the hospital where I practically begged the doctor to give me the strongest allergy drugs possible – “Give me lots of drugs, strong ones!” I told him.

WEDNESDAY
With having canceled my Monday evening tutoring it meant I had tutoring tonight instead. I left the house at 6:55am and didn’t arrive back until 11:30pm, yikes. It was a hard day but what the stress of the whole day go away was a simple phone call I got from one of my co-workers at the daycare.

“Don’t tell the children I told you this but tomorrow you have to wear a dress. The kids planned a surprise wedding for you” she told me.

A surprise wedding?! Seriously… that’s so awesome; I was stoked! And so no sooner did I arrive home after 11pm but then I had to rush off to a friend’s house to go through her closet and see what I could wear tomorrow – tomorrow to MY WEDDING!!!

You see, my mini-Koreans at the daycare have been focusing on families these past two weeks and this week they asked me if I could bring my family in as a kind of show and tell. So I told them I’d bring Snickers in on Thursday but when they asked me to bring them our wedding pictures on Monday I had nothing to show them. My wedding to Snickers was no wedding. Instead, it was a matter of walking in and out of Cheonan City Hall, basically that is. I explained this to them but had brought them in pictures of my best friend Andi’s wedding (I was one of her bridesmaid) to show them a Western wedding.

To tell you the truth, I never was one of those girls who dreamed about what her wedding would be like or wondered how many kids she’d have. Surprisingly enough, I always imagined myself adopting a child and skipping the whole getting married part of my life. To me guys were always a replaceable part of my life and because my attention span with them never seemed to outlast any of my fad hair cuts or dye jobs, I never imagined myself married. I figured if people got married for companionship and love than a kid was better cause you can always divorce and fall out of love with your mate but your kid is always your kid. Rather strange that I would even think this too seeing as my parents are happily in love, married for over 30 years now and still seem to be in the honeymoon stage.

But here I am… 30 years old and happily married, and apparently getting the wedding that was due to me over a year ago. Talk about a sweet, sweet surprise!!!

QUESTION OF THE DAY...
How cool are my mini-Koreans for secretly planning a wedding for little old me?

QUOTE OF THE DAY...
Common sense isn't so common.
-- me