Thursday, September 24, 2009

Short end of the leash

Sawyer needs his junk removed. I suppose neutered is the more mc (medically correct) term. The English speaking vet we first took Sawyer to recommended a clinic across the street from our apartment, which is a much better option than taking him home on a half hour subway ride after surgery. We have 4 days off next week so we decided to use that time to get it done.

So today Sawyer and I ventured out on a walk with the intention of also going into the clinic so I could mime chopping off his sac and hopefully book an appointment. I had no clue how much English to expect, so I figured having the actual package along to use as a prop would be helpful. First the receptionist thought I just wanted to get him a hair cut. Then she caught on and said, "Ahhh. Castration".

Yikes. Would it be inappropriate to say my vagina cringed in empathy at the use of that word?

Little did I know that a long walk for my fav pup was actually going to be an hour long vet visit, complete with four needles (blood tests and injections). I was worried he'd never speak to me again. Happy to report we're back to being best friends.

Wednesday is the big day. Poor lil' fella has no idea that today was only a mild annoyance compared to next week. Snip ya later.

Sunday, September 20, 2009

No hatin'

I am worried this blog seems to leave the impression there isn't much to be desired in this krazy Korea-land. Simply not the case:

1. $3 bottles of nail polish in rockin' colours only require one sweep of the brush for perfect coverage.
2. When it rains, there are umbrella bagging devices when you walk in a store or restaurant so you don't drip all over.
3. The kids are pretty darn cute (I have a lil' gal that continuously exclaims, "I am genius!" and then sucks her thumb, I think she's 8).
4. You get to ride your bike on the sidewalk, a HUGE sidewalk.
5. It hasn't rained in over a week, and before that it hadn't rained in over a week (maybe not a big deal to anyone not from Vancouver).
6. No tipping.
7. Something oddly liberating being able to live and work and get around everywhere you need to go sans auto.
8. We work 6 hours a day (and it takes 30 seconds to walk to work).
9. Cans of soda are 2/3 the size, and 1/3 the cost
10. We found curry, butt loads of curry: cans of Thai curries, packets of Indian curries, and even some pretty good ramen curry if we need curry in a hurry (couldn't resist).

Mostly small things that probably don't seem like much, but we appreciate them, and we appreciate the people. Like our one security guard who is terrified of our lil' 7 lb dog, and our other security guard who busted out some English today for the first time (obviously mustering up the courage over the past 4 months)! Or the random Koreans who shout "HELLO!" and wave like lunatics when they pass you, just because they know a little English. I appreciate that although I get treated like a child on occasion, I also get treated like a welcome guest. Finally, in the nearly three years Thomas and I have been married, and 5 years we've been together, this is the first time we've kept the same work hours. Definitely not complaining.

To sum: good contraptions, great company.

Tuesday, September 15, 2009

Matchmaker, matchmaker

These two obviously won't be getting married (you can click the picture to see the writing better):


He actually had me with a couple solid points, until of course "delicious dinner menu". I bet this gal won't be cooking him anything, at least nothing delicious:

Monday, September 14, 2009

Open Apology to Korea (or maybe just the Sangbong Costco lady)

Costco was insane today. Many, many, many people and if I could explain how Koreans walk and navigate in one sentence I would simply say it is an abomination to the walking and navigating world. After extensive dodging, fist shaking, and holding our tongues, we made it to the check-out. We gave the woman our Costco card and she started talking to us (in Korean) about some Samsung Point Card. This would normally be where we do our polite "sorry, no Korean" with sweet smiles; however, Thomas wasn't paying attention getting out the cash and I just looked at her and mumbled "do I look like I speak Korean". Thomas then realized the woman was talking to him and said, "what?". Then, not hearing what I'd already said, he mumbled to me, "does it look like I speak Korean". Representing big time for the foreigners today.

Sorry, Korea, we'll do better next time.

Tuesday, September 8, 2009

Presents for my presence

Some things I picked up on my trip home this weekend:

1. Hacking cough and bloody nose (24 hours of plane air in under 5 days)
2. 3 gray hairs
3. A dozen little bug bite looking things on my lower back (heat rash? allergy? crabs? allergy to crabs?)
4. Serious case of my body saying, "what the freak are you doing to me, moron!"
5. And of course, some pretty fab memories of a very special day:


As the Koreans would say: Congra-chew-ration!

Wednesday, September 2, 2009

Can't Hardly Wait

I am heading across the Pacific Ocean tomorrow for my sisters wedding and there are definitely some things I'm looking forward to seeing when I arrive home:

A news pair of shoes and boots I ordered online that I know are waiting patiently for me. And my family. Should I qualify this with an "in no particular order"? Don't worry family, you're number one on the list, mentioning the shoes first merely made for a mildly amusing post (emphasis on mildly). I would, however, like to ask for bonus points for using the title of a late 90s rom-com staring Jennifer-Love Hewitt. You're welcome.