10 posts tagged “thk”
funthk made an appearance friday night... and decided to stay all weekend! i'm totally pooped and totally need two days to recover from my 3 day weekend. good thing I have friday off and will have a 3 day work week and another three day weekend! yay me!
we found ourselves clubbing (yes, we still club- haha) on Sunday night, complete with champaigne table service at the most VIP table- on stage with the DJ. BALLIN'! haha. so lame and yet so fun.
thk and our friend Mike love the song make it rain and so after asking for some change, lots and lots of single bills, and then requesting the dj play the song, mike actually stood on stage and made it rain on the crowd below us. The Chinese (and Not Retarded) in me cringed as I saw the bajillion dollars floating in the air but it wasn't my money so I couldn't really say anything. I looked over and saw thk throwing Mike's money into the air and wanted to kick his ass for not shoving it into his pocket, instead.
this morning, mike forwarded us a couple of photos and I was in one of them. Oh, the shame of being caught on a club website the morning after! Luckily, it's just my back view.
that empty area in the middle there is because everyone is scrambling on the floor to pick up money. i totally should have hopped down and grabbed some, too! and doesn't my hair look sort of awesome?! it's actually quite fried at the ends and I am in bad need of a haircut; I've been trying to grown my hair out for the wedding but it's been a very slow process.
thk and i went to our first (of three) pre-marital counseling sessions on Saturday afternoon and although it's a little more Christian-based than I would like, we spent a good amount of time talking about the art of communication and conflict resolution in a marriage.
I left the session grateful for being smart enough and wise enough to pick a life partner more patient, more calm, and much more level headed than I am or ever could be. A lot of the communication no-no's discussed were things I do- shutting down, avoidance of problems, silent treatment... when I realized how much harder I make our relationship just by being an ass and got all teary for being 99% of the problem during conflicts, I half expected thk to say something to the pastor to acknowledge what he was saying pertained only to me. instead, he reached over and rubbed my knee and took equal responsibility for our communication bumps. Seriously? how awesome is that?
I'm looking forward to our next session, where we will cover in-law relationships, our sexual relationship- with a minister?awkward!, and something else, but I forget what. Hopefullly I won't giggle through it- it's bad enough that with his fobby accent, every time the minister said "blessed" it sounded like "breasts" and thk and I would snicker. hehe.
in more wedding related crap- anyone have a dj or officiant they can recommend to me? I've got neither and we're less than 3 months out! :O
my dress is awesome, but this dress is more awesome. i'm really, really sad i didn't see this one before purchasing mine. :T
thk said that if i sold my original dress for 90% of what I paid for it, he would be ok with me purchasing this other dress. psh. there's only 3 months before the wedding! he knows that most dresses take 5-6 months to order/arrive so he knows he's safe from another dress purchase. booo. i'm so sad about it.
on our three-months-until-the-big-day-versary, thk greeted me at his door when I arrived after a long, long, super long day at work (almost 16 hours!) with a surprise- dinner! he made this awesome dried fruit, spinach, and goat cheese salad with orange balsamic vinegar dressing, a super spicy etouffee with sausage, chicken, and shrimp, and a flourless chocolate cake for dessert. AWESOME! the best part is that the chocolate cake was baked in one of his mom's jigae pots. hahaha. i hope someone buys us some baking pans off our registry. heh.
He also picked up a bottle of this plum wine-
not sure where he got it but it was fairly decent.
Friday at work, I dropped two cans of soda on my big toe. It's been slowly turning more and more green with each day and it's only a matter of time before my toenail falls off. :( I've always liked my feet and now, i'll have to wear closed toe shoes on my fucking wedding day because who knows when this toenail will finally fall off? and then how long it'll take to actually grow back!? gd myself for being so clumsy.
hi hun, whacha doing?
I'm calling my cousin Ramon so we can go to the strip club.
what?
I'm playing GTA and I just got done having sex so now i'm calling my cousin Ramon so we can go to the strip club!
you're ... playing.. video game p0rn?
no! i'm experiencing life as a criminal without actually becoming a real criminal, honey.
ooh. ok, call me when you're done.
and then later, he texts me a video of his game- his character getting a lap dance by some skeezy in a thong and skimpy bra, bending over in front of his face and slapping her ass. sweeeet. interactive video game p0rn. no wonder he's been staying home every night this week! :D
on Sunday, before the release of GTA in stores, thk and I went to church with his parents and then ran some errands. One of our stops included getting gas, rice, and soft serve at Costco.
Costco + Sunday afternoon + Puente Hills area = HELL.
So thk is waiting in line for grub and I'm hanging out with his folks at one of the outside tables. As I go to sit down, a rude ass lady gruffs "EXCUSE ME!" as her, her husband, and her cart full of shit tries to squeeze by me. I moved, immediately. THEN!! THEN!! the skeezey old asian biznatch said "Yeah, you better move your fat ass!"
!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I was shocked! first, her ass was a lot larger than mine. second, I was standing there with thk's parents so i had to supress my first reaction of punching her in her vagina. thk walked up right at that moment and before i had a chance to to say anything, he saw my shocked face and asked what happened.
that... that lady totally was so rude to me!
why?
she said excuse me so i moved and then she said "YEAH, you better move your fat ass!" to me!!
SHE DID? you sure?
yes! what the hell!
and before I knew it, thk had turned on his heels and was jogging towards the lady, her cart, and her husband half way down the street.
dun. dun. duuuuuuuuuun!!!!!!!!
there was a lot of hand gesturing, shrugging of shoulders, and then I saw thk kind of punk her and then she yelled, "OH YEAH! FUCK YOU! YOU SHUT FUCKING UP!*" to thk as he walked nonchalantly back to us. The lady's husband tugged at her arm and started steering their cart to their car.
what the heck was that?!
I wasn't going to let her be mean to you.
what happened? what did she say?
I asked her if she was rude to you and she denied it. I told her that wasn't what you told me, and that she needs to learn how to be more respectful because there wasn't any reason to be rude. Then she started to cuss so I told her "You don't really want to be hit right now!**"
what! oh my gawd, honey!
Then her husband told her to walk away and she kept cussing so I told her- "I don't see him saying anything ...at least my wife has a husband that's willing to stand up for her... what about you?"
!!
then I came back here and she was yelling at me and at her husband for not saying anything to me!
hahhaa!!
BEST.COSTCO.STORY.EVER. seriously, who does that?
later, in the car, thk says to me- hun, we're getting married! if someone is rude to you, I'll fight your fight.
awwwwwwwwwwww. <3 isn't he just the sweetest, ghetto-est, loveliest man ever? :D
*not a typo. she yelled "you shut fucking up!" because she was an older fobby taiwanese chick. biznatch!
**thk is the most nonviolent person you'll ever meet. he's super gentle and kind and sweet and well-mannered and so this statement is totally out of character and he would never hit a lady. or a man. ok, maybe a man, but never a woman even if she was being a total bitch.
thk loves arby's.
pshhhh. don't pretend as if you don't enjoy an arby's melt every once in a while, too, smothered in processed cheese and eight packets of horsey sauce.*
ok, ten packets.
given a choice, thk will choose arby's 7 times out of 10 for a fast food meal.
my first choice? Wendy's. always.
their 99 cent menu is to die for- 5 chicken nuggets? 99cents! a bacon cheeseburger? 99 cents! side cesear salad? 99 cents! small frosty? that's right! NINETY NINE CENTS!
this morning, i knew the gods were smiling upon us because of this little news blurb.
and when i emailed thk the article, he responded exactly the way I hoped he would-
but will it become one super restaurant like
wenbys?
or arbendys?
with a 99 cent menu of wendys and slightly higher priced roast beef?
i sure hope so.
seriously. this man is my soul mate. I'd been thinking about the potential behind "Wenby's" all morning, haha!
mmmm, Wenby's.
*thk swears he "HATES MAYO!!" but hello? horsey sauce? isn't that just mayo + horseraddish? or am i mistaken?
LT took this pic. haha. i'm embarrassingly drunk.
proof you had the best birthday of all effing time:
thk's parents give me a nice bday gift and what do i do? that's right, i coat it with chocolate cake.
my lower right backside is still tender as hell. :(
Dr. future-lilbro says it "sounds musculoskeletal meaning either muscle strain/bruise" after i texted him all my symptoms. His advice was to "get on your stretch grind"... it totally made me giggle because seriously, thk and dr.lilbro are so not gangster but they totally used to be gangster. they still think they are so gangster but how can that be?! they're just so awesomely wholesome and i can't imagine them rapping at the school talent show (in college!) wearing their sean john velour jumpsuits (HAHAHHAHA!) and writing/recording rap tapes in their homemade studio (a closet with foam taped on the walls to create better sound, HAHHAHA!).
during Dr.lilbro's christmas break visit, thk did something retarded (i forget what exactly but it could have been a plethora of things) and I looked at dr.lilbro and said, "dude. I can't believe I'm with this guy." and Dr.lilbro replied- "man, don't forget.. you're signing up for liiiiife."
he laughed. i didnt.
this past weekend, while we were making paper flowers, thk's dad and i started talking about food and expiration dates and if you know me at all, you know that i am anal about tossing things the DAY they expire. I don't care if it's not open, i'm not eating that crap. thk's family, though... sigh. when we first started dating, i asked for mayo for my sandwich at lunch time (thk told me to look for it in their cupboard...should have been the first clue) and found not only a dark yellow, half-used jar of mayo in the back of a cupboard, not refrigerated, but it had expired almost 4 months prior. ewww!
now, every time i go over to his house, i toss crap out of their fridge, but only in secret because his family doesn't throw anything away, not even lunch meat that expired 12/07. ewwww! EWWWWW!!
so i'm saying something about eggs, how they expire, how you should throw them away after a couple of weeks, and thk's dad says to me- expiration dates were only created for the benefit of producers. food doesn't expire! they just put dates on them so you'll throw away perfectly good food and spend more money to replace it! Eggs don't expire! You can always eat them! Canned food doesn't ever expire, that's why they're in cans!
:T
thk nodded in agreement until i shot him the look.
signed up.
for life.
haha.. ha... heh... *sob*
*updated to add:
i just got this email-
my stomach is SO HOT right now. =( i swear the girl gave me more than 12 wings. if i got to sip a little bit of water, i totally would have won the challenge. it was just so dry =(
anyhow, mike owes us half the dj cost and ryan owes me anytime we go out this week. but i also almost died in the john this morning. last night, after i took my contacts out, some of the oils must have got in my eyes because i couldn't stop crying. not like sobbing, but tears just keep coming out because my eyeballs were so hot.
=(
HAHHA! ok, i'm sorry for laughing but how adorably cute. :)
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mike, ryan, and thk like to go eat buffalo wings together.
a lot. and often. lots and lots of them at once.
one place they frequent is Buffalo Wild Wings for their 25cent wings on Tuesdays or 25cent boneless wings on Thursdays. Normally, they eat a few wings, drink a few beers, and go home.
this evening, however, mike makes a deal with thk. Mike says he'll pay for our wedding DJ if thk can complete the "blazin' challenge"...
what is the blazin' challenge?
The website states:
Rules & Details
Below are the official rules, and not so official commentary, about the Buffalo Wild Wings Blazin' Challenge.
1) Go to your nearest Buffalo Wild Wings.
2) Tell your server you want to take the Blazin' Challenge.
3) Shortly thereafter, 12 wings spun in our signature Blazin' sauce will arrive. (Close your eyes, lest they singe your retinas.)
4) When the server says, "Go!", you have 6 minutes to down all 12 wings. (No help from friends, family, or gremlins.)
5) You cannot use a dipping sauce or consume any other food during the challenge. (Not that it would help cool the heat radiating from the wings and the ticking clock.)
6) If you eat all 12 Blazin' wings in the allotted 6 minutes, you have earned the right to purchase a Blazin' Challenge t-shirt. Your picture will be placed on the Blazin' Challenge Wall. (If you don't succeed, you won't receive anything. Except maybe a wet nap.)
thk calls me and tells me of mike's generous offer. thk also tells me he has no plans to participate.
Honey! DO YOU EVEN KNOW HOW HOT THEY ARE?!
omeffinggod!! MAN UP!
We couldn't even finish the "fire" wings last time. I can't eat 12 "blazin" ones?!
MAN UP!
mike calls me an hour later.
jennny... your mans... he almost made it! he ate all 12 but in 6 minutes and 40 seconds!
shut up! he did?! omg, my poor poor honey.
yeah, i told him i would pay for half the dj.
seriously?! awesome, mike.
a few minutes later, thk calls me.
honey! *pant*pant* did mike *pant*pant* tell you? *pant*pant* i almost did it!
HAHAHHA. yes, babe. good job! your poor mouth! was it super super spicy?
and tongue. *pant*pant* and stomach! and butt, too, honey. *pant*
HAHAHHA!
and instead of *pant*pant* taking my photo for the Wall of Fame, they're gonna take my pic for the "Almost Wall of Fame" *pant*pant*
so... here's the story of how thk earned a credit towards our wedding DJ services- at the cost of his asshole. I can not WAIT!!! to tell this story to our kids :)
Birthday tradition- the three of us get together for dinner and spend hours gabbing. with jane in law school and prepping for the bar/her own wedding and grace globe trotting for work- she's in mexico today and heading to China again for two weeks tomorrow after having just returned from China and San Francisco, these 3x/year guaranteed meet-ups are priceless.
i had an incredible scallop salad to start, the suckling pig with risotto, and finished it off with the best.panna.cotta of all time complete with blood oranges and champaigne sauce. mmm. soo good. thank you girls for treating me to such a fantastic meal!
After treating me to two private birthday dinners and one birthday dinner with his folks, thk got together with our friend Will to throw me and Will's ladyfriend Kelly a joint birthday party. What was supposed to be a small group of friends getting together for drinks ended up being a full blown table-serviced club-fest with over 30 friends and cake (and some pregaming in the parking lot out of kelly's trunk all collegeghetto style, heh)!
(these photos are out in order. i mean, i wouldn't start out the night drunk and licking ass, right?) it was the best birthday party of my life and i was so grateful to have so many of my good friends come and celebrate with me. the best thing about the whole thing was how loved i felt- grace showed up even though she had to be jetting off to yet another country the next morning, letisha came all the way from playa del rey and totally brought the party in her handbag, and thk made sure Kelly and I had a drink in hand all night long.
this is my last year celebrating my birthday (technically) single and thank god, right? because how fantastic is it to know that for the rest of my life, i get to celebrate my birthday, and every other day, with steve? soo fantastic.
my days of dancing on tables (and falling off of them) and drinking until my liver aches (and it still does. stupid, i know) may be numbered but I don't think I'll ever get over hearing about random "wtf happened after we left?!" stories that include walking out on the bill at denny's at 3am, checking into the motel 6 after you realize everyone left you behind and your phone battery has died so you can't call anyone, calling an escort to your room "only to use her TMobile phone" and finding your sim card won't fit into your phone, and $850 charges on your cc the next morning... haha!
We took care of a lot of wedding to-do items on Saturday, including picking out linens, place settings, tableware, table sizes and shapes, as well as attended our first food tasting session at our venue.
I was a little worried that the mandatory caterer for the venue would suck ass but other than the crap crab cakes, everything else was pretty delish. I think we're going with the phyllo wrapped chicken with spinach and tri tip for saturday night's reception.
Allowing me to sleep in on Sunday morning,
thk got up early to let the dogs out,
change my brake pads,
check my oil and fluids,
find a nail in one of my tires and fix it with a tire plug
rotate my tires,
pick me up a spare tire since I’d been driving around without one for the past 4 months,
and wake me up to a deluxe breakfast from McDonald’s.
seriously.
And then, after all that, I yelled at him, just a little, when he didn’t line up the template perfectly with the patterned paper for our wedding invitation envelope liners because I’m an anal ass.
Want me to help you?
Yes!
How do you do this?
You line this corner right here with this corner right here, then you trace this template like this, making sure to get two complete patterns above this line and three patterns below this line, like this…
Like this?
No.
Like this?
No. like this.
Like this?
NO! GOD!!
Honey, how about if we go in the living room and I’ll sit behind you and watch tv while you work and give you moral support?
Ok.
And after that was done, thk, his parents, and i spent the rest of the night folding tissue paper flowers a la martha stewart. I read the directions online incorrectly and thk's pops figured out how to make the flowers correctly. hehe.
i'm pooped but it's monday and back to the daily grind. :)
probably because the guy she was about to marry had a slight shoe addiction. i'm not naming names or anything :)
could you help us decide what shoes look best with thk's wedding suit? we picked up shoe #2 (gray high top chucks) last weekend along with black and white chucks for the groomsmen. I was thinking shoe #4 for ceremony (the groomsmen would wear dress shoes, too) and #2 for reception... not sure what thk liked best but i think he wanted to wear #2 all day long.
thanks!
congrats to thk's lilbro/my future bil, Brian and his new wife, Eunice. everything about their wedding this past Saturday was fantastic: eunice was extra beautiful, the weather was perfect, thk's mom looked gorgeous, everyone had a blast, thk's best man speech made everyone crack up and tear up, and the all night open bar was especially fab. i'm uploading pictures tomorrow.
in the middle of the wedding, my phone started to buzz from an incoming text msg.
I love you, can't wait til this is us.
duuude. made me want to get out of my seat and jump his bones.
my uncle passed away Thursday morning. The funeral is this Thursday morning. My dad flew into town Friday night and things have been hectic with LAX runs, rehearsal dinners, wedding things, funeral things, family things, and work related things.
oh, btw, i got myself a jobbyjob. I start this Wednesday. There are so many things I needed/wanted to do before starting work, like finding and unpacking my work clothes, but with everything going on this week, oh well. It's a super gangster job and I thank Isaac for recommending me for the position at his company. I'll be working in Cerritos, thk will be in Jurupa... where should we live to minimize our commutes/maximize the size/quality of our home purchase? so many decisions.
hmmm... what else... there's just so much...
don't ask a man if he wants to take dance lessons with you. just sign that sucker up and trick him into going by telling him you're taking him someplace where there is beer + chicken wings + large flat screen tv + Minnesota viking action.
me: you think maybe you'll want to take some dance lessons with me?
him: why? let's just do this-
hmm. maybe we'll just skip the whole "first dance" thing.
