Mum: How do you say “Christmas Eve” (said with a Korean accent) in English?
Me: *deadpan* Christmas Eve.
Mum: *bursts out laughing from embarrassment* Okay, so Christmas Eve is on the 23rd . . .
Me: *deadpan again* 24!
Mum: *bursts out laughing again and falls over on her bed*
Me: . . . *sweatdrops*
That’s my mother, hahaha XD Ah, gotta love how forgetful we get when we age. I am not looking forward to all that.
My room is still a junkyard, but it’s slowly turning into Boxland. I swear, I feel like I’ve been packing for the last six months instead of the last week or so. During all my packing adventure, I’ve learned the following:
You know what’s sad about all this? I think I packed about twenty boxes, but I’ve a feeling I need about thirty more . . .
I am so sick of packing! Where’s Harry Potter when I need him?! I could really use him to cast Reducio and Engorgio when I bring them to the new place. And I’m the idiot who decided to move these stuff myself because I don’t trust the movers. Luckily, I can lug most of them on my own, but there are three things I need to figure out how to move by myself. Those three things are: my 32″ TV, my 24″ computer monitor, and Provo the computer. Of all the things to move, those three are something I will be physically incapable of carrying, and those three things are NOT to be touched by the movers . . . so how will I solve this dilemma?
. . . Anybody got a husband/boyfriend I can borrow for this? It’s only going to take about twenty minutes (or less!) since we’re moving right next door!
My friend made these double chocolate dream cookies and shared the recipe with me. Here’s a copy of the recipe online. Anyway, I was inspired into a baking mood, and I was in a mood for chocolate cookies, so I decided to give this a try.
I conned Daddy to go to the commissary after work today. That in itself was an adventure. Boy I had a hard time finding that stupid baking soda! Then I pondered on what “packed brown sugar” was before deciding to just buy a pack of brown sugar that looked . . . packed. Finally, I had no idea which baking chocolate I had to use! I didn’t know if I had to get the Nestle baking chocolate bars or Hershey’s Cocoa (I would have gotten the Nestle Tollhouse baking cocoa, but the commissary didn’t have any.). I ended up choosing the latter, and luckily some random customer heard me asking Daddy which is the baking cocoa, and he confirmed it for me.
After dinner, I prepared my dough . . . with some problems. The flour mixture and the sugars kept flying everywhere, I didn’t have any idea how many minutes to soften that butter in the microwave (ended up doing 40 secs), and mixing the dough became very problematic since I was doing everything manually. I was wishing for an electronic mixer! Luckily, Mummy helped me mix it until it was nice and creamy looking. I tweaked the ingredients a bit — I only used half a bag of the chocolate chips and I added a bit of vegetable oil since it looked like the dough was getting rather dry and a pain to mix as I added the flour mixture!
Then came my favourite part — rolling the dough up into little balls :D I know many people just spoon it onto the baking pan, but I don’t like how it comes out fugly. Years ago, I discovered that the little balls made the cookies come out nice and round, so I rolled those buggers and ta-dah! It came out pretty! ^_^
After finishing the first batch, I took the plate to Mummy, told her to to take one, and she did. Then I took the plate to Daddy, and thus the funniest incident happened.
Me: Daddy, take one.
Daddy: ONE?! *gives a dirty look and takes one*
Me: Yes . . . ?
Daddy: *takes two more*
Me: *bursts out laughing for a good five minutes*
Daddy: Shut up! Don’t mention this to your mother!
Me: *walks out of the room like a hyena*
Well, that’s my cookies adventure for the night! Am real pleased it came out nice! Woot!
I am pleased to present the one and only Snarky the PlayStation 3 and the noble Blackbeard the TV.
The Royal Daddy of the TC Kingdom helped me set up the monstrous Blackbeard with a few troubles along the way. I, the clumsy fool, had almost lost the screws to hook up Blackbeard to the stand. Luckily, though, the tiny screws were found. While the wonderful Daddy set up the TV, I cleaned up that area, took out my DVD player, and moved everything to the left since all the inputs were on Blackbeard’s left side . . .
Once Blackbeard got up, then it was Snarky’s turn. I had the loveliest time setting all that up! And when the screen came on, and I saw 1080p, I squealed and was going through an orgasmic delight at the magnificent picture quality. Then I had fun registering at the PSN . . . and now I’m done! :D
Unfortunately, I still have a lot of cleaning to do . . . otherwise I’d get more acquainted with these two noble creatures. *sighs* Priorities, man, priorities!
Seoul’s weather today was weird. It would snow, stop, snow, stop, rain, stop, snow/rain, stop, rain, stop, HAIL, stop, and snooooow. But we haven’t accumulated much snow on the ground with its schizo goodness. I came home and told my mum that the weather was driving me crazy. The following amusing conversation occurred:
Me: What’s with this crazy weather?
Mum: 호랑이가 장가 간다 (The tiger’s going to get married — some random phrase my mum says. Not sure if it’s a real Korean saying or if it’s a Mum thing.).
Me: What?
Mum: The tiger’s getting married. That’s why the weather’s like this.
Me: *goes to Daddy* Mum says this weather’s is crazy because the tiger’s going on a wedding.
Daddy: What? *frowns in confusion*
Me: That’s what Mum says! She says the weather’s like this because the tiger’s going on a wedding here.
Daddy: Well, I hope it goes somewhere else!
This is a prime example of my parent’s humour and how two culture can actually come together and be FUNNY.
