Archive for February, 2010

Easy love

We still don’t have a first song.  Many love songs tell a story of a tumultuous relationship, and finally, the loves are able to be with one another; that they’ve gone through so much and they’ve overcome the challenges the world has given them to be together.  That is not our story, so I can’t justify using songs with that type of content.

Dan and I really had it easy (in my opinion- minus the slight issue with my parents, but between us, very good).  We were really good friends for a couple years and it blossomed almost naturally.  I think there was some really good timing involved, and voila, a great relationship was born.  I hadn’t dated much at all prior to Dan since we started dating when I was 21, so it’s not that I had to go through a million guys to find the one.

Our personalities are also pretty similar in respect to being pretty drama-free, chill, etc.  We’ve never had any big fights, and he never makes me cry.  Sure we get frustrated and annoyed, and have our tiffs, but I can’t recall a day going by where we were still angry at one another.

Almost all Korean dramas (mini-series) tell a story of a tragic love- someone is almost always diagnosed with a non-treatable form of cancer, or forbidden loves (aka romeo and juliet), or for some reason the girl and guy just cannot be together.  So much so that they are so depressed they cannot eat and eventually collapse of dehydration and starvation (this would never be me).  So in love that they would choose to die just to spend one more day together.

(As an aside I remember walking in while my parents were watching one and there was a little girl and everyone was crying and I asked what was wrong, and my mom says in English “she has AIDS.”  dear god!)

Again- not our story.

But does our easy love make it any less than those that have had a difficult road?  (reminds me of that walmart commercial:  does the dog love the dog food any less because we spent less on it?)  We all have different paths to finding our significant others and every story is different and beautiful.

So in light of our valentine’s day where we shared my parents’ teriyaki over wine, a glade candle, and watching dinosaur reproduction, cheers to us baby, and to our fun and easy love.

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Ode to Dinner Club

Dan and I have been going to a “dinner club” for almost two years now.  It started with a friend of mine at work, and expanded into 4 couples eating and drinking themselves silly in the comfort of someone’s house.

The profile of dinner club is different than our “normal group” we hang out with on the weekends.  Dinner club sounds more sophisticated, but let me assure you, it’s not.  Though, there are children and homes involved.  There is an eastside couple with an adorable 3 year old.  She was probably our first kid encounter- like actually hanging out with a child.  Now that she’s older and less shy, one dinner club we literally watched her dance to music for an hour straight.  And it was hilarious and the best time ever.  Apparently she also tried to “wake me up” when I was passed out this weekend.  More on that later.

There is another couple that just had a baby boy who is now about 6 mos old.  This is pretty much the first baby we’ve encountered and he is awesome too.  He’s been to 2 or 3 dinner clubs now but usually sleeps through them.  This past weekend though, he was full of energy and was kicking around.  I let him hold my finger for awhile.

And the third couple is currently with child.  She likes to try to rub her belly on Dan because it freaks him out.  I think it’s funny and encourage her to do so.  Says the guy who wants to have 3 kids?!  He better get used to a big belly.  And that is the first baby in utero we’ve been hanging out with!

So yes, Dan and I are the youngest couple in that sense since we are the only ones not married and without a home.  I felt better at least when we got engaged and I was able to announce I was no longer the whore of dinner club.

So actually, the dad of the 3 year old bet me over the weekend that I would be pregnant by 29.  I remembered this!   I’m going to earn $100 in a little over 2 years.  I’m sure he was regretting this bet though after my behavior by the end of the night.  Am I the first one to puke at dinner club?  Technically, I puked right after we got home out of the car.  But like, right after I got out of the car- into a bag I was holding all the way home.

Poor preggers mama-to-be was driving a caravan of us Seattle folks + a baby back home after I passed out on the floor, and then the stairs of the couples’ house.  Surprisingly, I’m the 2nd person to do this, but that couple is no longer allowed at dinner club (for other reasons).  Dan was afraid we’d be kicked out too so I had to call all 3 couples the next day and apologize.  (It was exhausting!)

Anyway, dinner club is awesome.  I think Dan and I get to benefit most from it as we learn a lot about “adult” life and how surprisingly different but really fun it is.  Staying home and drinking is sounding better and better than going out.  And surrounding yourself with your family and friends is even better.

Various old pics of dinner club… I think there was video of me taken this weekend too that I hope never surfaces:

we did a dinner club field trip to a salsa dancing lesson!

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