Quote of the day....
"My mom said that we better learn how to swim before we get married so we can save eachother in the water."
Here are a few thoughts that I will expand on later when there is more time...
*Started up playing soccer again on Wednesdays...
*I went to the gun range last week. It was pretty exhilarating..
* ****'s project has turned into mine. I know, it's my fault... I should just let her fail if she doesn't want to do it.
* Those big ass water jugs and good snacks..
*I gotta make a decision soon... May 1st...
*Netflix is great...
*LLbean nerd. You know i am from seattle when i ordered another fleece. For some reason i was compelled to buy another cheap one..
*Trip?! Yes indeed..
*Grey goose and oj is a must have for this weekend...
I will expand later on some of these when i have more time...
Wednesday, April 19, 2006
Saturday, April 08, 2006
Miss Manners
It occurred to me a few days ago while out eating lunch in seattle that some people have the most awful table manners. I will have to expand in a later entry on other types of manners because I have seen and heard it all these days.
Those days of being poked or stabbed in the arm with a fork at the dinner table for chewing with my out open or putting my elbows on the table really paid off for me. I too can eat and drink like a normal human being and not be brutally embarrassed.
The more I think about this topic I remember an instance that happened not too long ago. I was out at an upscale restaurant with some people. It was definitely one of those places that you really had to be on your best behavior. And those past years of being nagged to be your "best" truly starts to talk to you.
Anyways, as we are sitting down *** is slouched down in the chair as if he was going for a drive in his ride. As he is doing this he is chewing obnoxiously on his gum and shaking the ice around in his water glass. At one point, the waiter asks *** if he is going to order something. (This happens a few more times during the course of the evening.) *** responds by saying, "No man I'm good." And then continues to go smackdown on the gum in his mouth. At one point SR asks him to spit the gum out of his mouth. In the back of my mind, I was cheering for her because it was getting to be ridiculous. The food soon arrives and my $30 dish starts to melt in my mouth slowly because I truly wanted to savor my halibut. During the course of this meal small tidbits of conversations were occurring between me, *****, and *******. *** would give his two sense once in the blue moon. While this was going down, *** was leaning over her plate and going at it with the meal. It was as if *** was belly up at the local trough getting the fill of slop as fast as she could before it was taken away. At one moment I look over and there was food on her plate and then minutes later it was gone. I shake my head in disbelief and wonder why I am so disgusted with these manners being displayed in front of me. After I had left that night I started to objectively think about what had happened earlier at dinner. There were a few things that I had put into consideration and just decided to obviously let it go.
So a few weeks later after this experience, I started to get even more annoyed about people's table manners in general. I have been constantly teaching my little **** and **** these things because it needs to be enforced for them. They are young enough that things can be turned around. I was out for lunch a few days ago in Seattle and I look over at a table and this 12 year old girl is eating as if she was bellied up at the trough. My glance then goes to her mother and her table manners where actually pretty good. I don't understand why this little girl wasn't taught those manners. Her mom must think that it's not ness.. to instill those things into her daughter.
I know watching this little girl eat like an animal was rude too but it was one of those moments where I started to look around and check out other people's eating habits. It made me realize that not a lot of people were ever taught table etiquette. Those times like a few weeks ago makes me want to speak my mind. But of course it would be rash and rude of me to do so..................................
Those days of being poked or stabbed in the arm with a fork at the dinner table for chewing with my out open or putting my elbows on the table really paid off for me. I too can eat and drink like a normal human being and not be brutally embarrassed.
The more I think about this topic I remember an instance that happened not too long ago. I was out at an upscale restaurant with some people. It was definitely one of those places that you really had to be on your best behavior. And those past years of being nagged to be your "best" truly starts to talk to you.
Anyways, as we are sitting down *** is slouched down in the chair as if he was going for a drive in his ride. As he is doing this he is chewing obnoxiously on his gum and shaking the ice around in his water glass. At one point, the waiter asks *** if he is going to order something. (This happens a few more times during the course of the evening.) *** responds by saying, "No man I'm good." And then continues to go smackdown on the gum in his mouth. At one point SR asks him to spit the gum out of his mouth. In the back of my mind, I was cheering for her because it was getting to be ridiculous. The food soon arrives and my $30 dish starts to melt in my mouth slowly because I truly wanted to savor my halibut. During the course of this meal small tidbits of conversations were occurring between me, *****, and *******. *** would give his two sense once in the blue moon. While this was going down, *** was leaning over her plate and going at it with the meal. It was as if *** was belly up at the local trough getting the fill of slop as fast as she could before it was taken away. At one moment I look over and there was food on her plate and then minutes later it was gone. I shake my head in disbelief and wonder why I am so disgusted with these manners being displayed in front of me. After I had left that night I started to objectively think about what had happened earlier at dinner. There were a few things that I had put into consideration and just decided to obviously let it go.
So a few weeks later after this experience, I started to get even more annoyed about people's table manners in general. I have been constantly teaching my little **** and **** these things because it needs to be enforced for them. They are young enough that things can be turned around. I was out for lunch a few days ago in Seattle and I look over at a table and this 12 year old girl is eating as if she was bellied up at the trough. My glance then goes to her mother and her table manners where actually pretty good. I don't understand why this little girl wasn't taught those manners. Her mom must think that it's not ness.. to instill those things into her daughter.
I know watching this little girl eat like an animal was rude too but it was one of those moments where I started to look around and check out other people's eating habits. It made me realize that not a lot of people were ever taught table etiquette. Those times like a few weeks ago makes me want to speak my mind. But of course it would be rash and rude of me to do so..................................
Tuesday, April 04, 2006
Broke Back Cowboy..
P.N. flashing those guns for the camera..
SR and I reading the newspaper after our riveting conversation with PN.
Me and my roommate with our his and her's t-shirts. It's kinda like our couple's shirts.I just got done watching Broke Back Mountain with a couple of my friends. It wasn't what i was expecting... I thought it was going to end like Romeo and Juliet. In the long run, I did enjoy the movie and do reccomend it to anyone who has not seen it yet. It's pretty intense and makes you think about the deeper picture of things. I am sure my interpretation of this movie is probably a lot different than my other two friends.
Anyways, as promised I took a couple of pictures. Well-not really. They were taken by other people. There is just a couple to share right now. Sunday, was sushi night and it turned out well and saturday I ended up going to this place in bellevue with a few friends and enjoyed it. The drinks were actually good and I introduced Kay to a jagar bomb. I still have the touch, with these bad boys. It has been a while since I did one of these but it made me realize that i was teaching a virgin jager bomber how to do one. I impressed the others around me including the bartender.
Saturday, April 01, 2006
Rendezvou
I know that i mentioned in my last post that pictures would be up but no cigar. I apologize for that last post. It was more me drinking red wine that inspired me to write that most riveting post. ( I will put some pics up from the weekend here next week sometime.)
Last night, I went out and had a drink at "Rendezvou" in Belltown.(Hence the title of this post.) It was alright to say the least and I found myself wanting to be home in my jam jams and drinking some of my own suds. It was nice once we got home and I actually was able to get comfortable and drink a bit more. I finally put myself to bed being a bit tipsy. I needed to relax a bit so it was really nice drink a bit.
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On thursday and fridays, I watch a 2 year old in the mornings and I am constantly trying to find fun things to do because there is only so much Thomas the Tank Engine I can play in a 5 hour period. They have passes to the zoo, aquarium and some of the musuems here in seattle. But it never fails when I walk up to the counter and I have to pull out some kind of I. D. when I flash the pasa the zoo because I don't look like a ********. ( I have to blurb out their name due to privacy. ) Or I have to sit and plead with the cashier to let us in because I am the nanny for this family.
During one of my deep contemplations at the park later on that day, I was thinking about how people get confused with my own name. I don't look like I would be a Teresa Betts but instead i look more like a Park Ji-In. There have been so many times when teachers or receptionists at the doctors have looked for a "Teresa Betts." And when I finally decide to speak up the look on their faces are pretty classic. I have seen some where they try to play it off a bit then try to make conversation like nothing is the matter.
So when I have to go through the whole intense conversation of who I am with these people at the zoo or the aquarium it's nothing new to me.
Last night, I went out and had a drink at "Rendezvou" in Belltown.(Hence the title of this post.) It was alright to say the least and I found myself wanting to be home in my jam jams and drinking some of my own suds. It was nice once we got home and I actually was able to get comfortable and drink a bit more. I finally put myself to bed being a bit tipsy. I needed to relax a bit so it was really nice drink a bit.
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On thursday and fridays, I watch a 2 year old in the mornings and I am constantly trying to find fun things to do because there is only so much Thomas the Tank Engine I can play in a 5 hour period. They have passes to the zoo, aquarium and some of the musuems here in seattle. But it never fails when I walk up to the counter and I have to pull out some kind of I. D. when I flash the pasa the zoo because I don't look like a ********. ( I have to blurb out their name due to privacy. ) Or I have to sit and plead with the cashier to let us in because I am the nanny for this family.
During one of my deep contemplations at the park later on that day, I was thinking about how people get confused with my own name. I don't look like I would be a Teresa Betts but instead i look more like a Park Ji-In. There have been so many times when teachers or receptionists at the doctors have looked for a "Teresa Betts." And when I finally decide to speak up the look on their faces are pretty classic. I have seen some where they try to play it off a bit then try to make conversation like nothing is the matter.
So when I have to go through the whole intense conversation of who I am with these people at the zoo or the aquarium it's nothing new to me.
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