dreams

I haven’t been sleeping well for a while now and I’m not sure why not.

Last night I had a dream that there was a tornado coming. My husband and I went out to my car to get away but found that my tires had been slashed. He managed to change the tires but it was too late for us to get away. We held on to a railing so we wouldn’t get caught up in it, but there was a glass window that popped and caused him to drop to the floor. And there was red stuff all over him.

…It turned out to be ketchup and we survived the tornado.

Earlier this afternoon I took a nap and ended up dreaming again. I don’t remember as much, but I do remember that we were making funeral preparations.

Sigh.

On a lighter note, I started my Japanese lessons yesterday and it’s been fun. Each lesson is two hours long and my brain feels like mush by the end. I haven’t done anything academic like this in about four years and I’m feeling a bit rusty. Hopefully I’m able to study well and have a decent enough grasp on the language before we move.

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My tutor taught elementary school back in Japan. Hopefully this means she can help me improve my penmanship…

And on an even lighter note, we’re planning on getting a puppy after we move. Hopefully we’ll be able to find a healthy pup from a reputable breeder. I’m also hoping that having a puppy will help me meet new people and make new friends. 🙂 Pretty excited.

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courtesy of Google search

That’s all I can think of to ramble about for now…

fried goodness

I tried a couple of recipes for the first time this week and they turned out to be pretty dang awesome. I don’t usually share recipes unless I’m asked to, but I really like the dishes I made and the blog I got the recipes from. The author/cook/photographer of Just One Cookbook, Nami, was born in Japan and now lives in the SF Bay Area, and her recipes always look amazing and are easy to follow.

On Tuesday, I made chicken katsu for the first time. It was also my first time deep frying anything. You can find the link to the recipe here, and she also gives super helpful tips on how to deep fry food. I saved the oil and figured I’d use it again to make another fried chicken dish, and I’m so glad I did. These chicken wings (or karaage) are really similar to a dish my husband and I ordered at an izakaya we frequented when we were visiting Japan. To be honest, it’s one of the things that we were looking forward to enjoying when we move out there. My husband told me last night that he actually wasn’t as excited about moving anymore because he could now get the karaage he likes so much right at home. The recipe is perfect, but there’s just one thing I did that wasn’t noted. I had to turn the chicken with tongs halfway through the cooking times because my skillet was too shallow and I didn’t have enough oil to fully cover the chicken.

Image Top: chicken katsu  Bottom: Nagoya style fried chicken wings aka karaage

Whether you try these recipes, use other ones, or simply peruse Nami’s blog, I really hope you enjoy as much as I do 🙂

Okie

“Massive tornado rips through Moore, Oklahoma; 51 killed, more feared dead,” reads the headline.

Moore is my hometown, in a sense. I was born in that city and lived there for the first couple years of my life. I have an uncle and aunt who live about ten miles south of Moore in a city called Norman. We call them Big Mom and Big Dad–it makes more sense if you know what to call your dad’s older brother in Korean. I called them earlier to check on them, and they let me know that their part of town was unscathed. They had taken refuge in their tornado shelter for a bit but were okay. I found out that Big Dad went to go check on the house I’d called my first home earlier today. Big Mom let me know that it had been razed to the ground by the tornado.

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Big Dad & Big Mom, 11/19/2011

We used to visit Oklahoma relatively often when we were younger. We always stayed in that house in Moore, and I honestly never thought that I was fond of it at all. The house was mostly pretty dimly lit, and it was full of antiques that I wasn’t supposed to touch. Yet somehow, news of its destruction saddened me. It comes as a surprising reminder of how much I really take things for granted. What if Big Mom and Big Dad hadn’t moved to Norman and were still residing in Moore? I need to love so much more than I have been loving, because I don’t know when the people around me will be swept away. And I need to express this love even more, whether it’s in the form of an extra text, email, letter or phone call.

As with all disasters, please pray for the people affected by these events. And please pray for your loved ones, and don’t hesitate to let them know that you do. The pride and discomfort that keep you from expressing your love will do little to soothe the ache of regret and grief when you have no more opportunities to do so.

tumblr vs. wordpress

Should I have gone with Tumblr? It seems like it’s just so much more popular and it might be easier for people to follow my blog…

 

*edit*

Thank you, WordPress, for letting me know I can link up my accounts. Now to test to see if it works properly…

month

Hi Blog.

It’s been a while. Sorry about that…

In these last couple of days, a lot of my time and thoughts have been absorbed by two things: candy crush and corgis.

I think it’s fair to say that I really need to spend my time thinking about and doing more productive things.

I’ve spent a good chunk of time hanging out with people in this last month, though. It’s been awesome. But I think it could have been better, too.

I hung out with a sister today and it was lovely. She is lovely. But tonight I sat and thought, “Wow. Did I really say that? I don’t think I even really thought that through. I don’t think I really meant what I said…I could have phrased that differently. Why did I say that? And in that way? So dumb…ugh.” It’s not been uncommon for thoughts like this to swirl around in my head. It just hasn’t happened in a while…and I’m glad for that. In the end, what’s done is done and I can’t take my words back. I think a large part of why I don’t spend as much time dwelling and wallowing is because my wonderful husband keeps me grounded and brings me back…whatever that means.

And then that video just makes me really happy and it helps me to stop wallowing.

Anyway.

I read something that a great friend (and wonderful writer) posted on her tumblr and thought the timing of it all was so fitting.

Here I was, mulling over silly things I said…and then I read–

“I am amused by how much people can talk about themselves.”

It’s just the reality check I needed.

I want to meet up with sisters for them, not for me. Not to say that I would rather not enjoy or benefit, because I can’t help but be encouraged by these women. But I want my priority to be them, not me. I want to learn about their lives and their stories, to learn how to better encourage them and pray for them. I don’t want to end up just talking about me and unloading all my nonsense–I have my husband for that.

Hopefully He’ll give me the grace to be better from here on out.

On a lighter note, the hubs and I went to visit dear friends and family up north recently, and I’d like to share a few photos.

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Love this baby and this family 🙂 I really wish we visited them more when they lived down the street from us.
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Here’s Silas maxin’ and relaxin’.

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And the Chois. We always, always love spending time with them.

Hopefully it’ll be less than a month before the next time I post…but we shall see.