Tag Archives: life

Colors

Graduation season is upon us. Lately, every time I log onto Facebook, I see my friends updating their statuses saying that their final projects and theses have been submitted and they just picked up their caps and gowns. B’s work schedule has changed a bit to accommodate the exams, and in a couple weeks he […]

The Eve of Bebe

How does it feel to be on the cusp of a radical life change? It’s strangely calm. B and I spent the weekend making some preparations. We bought about 100 rolls of toilet paper, made a mountain of food to be stored away in the freezer for when Bebe first comes home and we don’t […]

The Fourth Decade

Today I am newly thirty years old. I am married to my best friend, I have a baby growing in my belly, I have seen the world, and I have the means to see more of it. And by “means” I don’t just mean cash; I mean an actual desire, which is just as integral, […]

Red Herrings, Worry, Hope, and Pizza

I have a confession to make. It’s probably not as interesting as the buildup I’m attempting. I really wish I could tell you something truly wild, like I’m actually a man. Now THAT would give this pregnancy blog a whole new provenance, wouldn’t you say? It would also give B a lot of credibility as […]

“Insert Self-Defining Quote Here”

Remember when Facebook had a section on your profile where you could type out your favorite quotes? For all I know, it could still have this section, but if so it’s apparently buried among the many other changes to the site that have been implemented for the pure sake of busywork. But that’s another topic […]

One more thought on the New Year before it’s timed out

So. A new year. And a big one. Some thoughts. It seems as though comments on the New Year fall into three categories: 1. You feel the need to say something about it because the previous year was tremendously great. This was my case. 2011 was one of the busiest, most fun years I can […]

2011: How did we do all that?

January: Happy New Year to us! One of our favorite celebration spots in Seoul was a bar called Shiva Pub, a tiny Himalayan-themed pub run by an awesomely crazy lady named Sunny who was bound to be as inebriated as us by the time we left in the wee small hours. February: In Korea, most […]

On Being Nice

Maybe it’s because I’m really sensitive to everything these days, what with the Bebe hormones coursing through my veins. Maybe it’s because the holidays are coming and a lot of people are talking about benevolence and kindness because it’s the time of year in which we are obligated to do so. Maybe it’s that cloak […]