I get in the elevator and the building "ajumma" (Korean for aunt or any older lady) was mopping the floor in there. I don't know if she's annoyed with me still from having the kids track snow into the building that one day or not but she always has a sour look on her face. Anyway, she tried to talk to me, asking me something that I didn't understand. After I got off the elevator and as I was walking to the salon, I kept repeating the question so that I could ask my hairdresser what it meant. Of course, I get there and she's busy with another customer, so by the time I get seated, I forget the darn question! A little while later, as she and another woman were applying the color to my roots, I hear the other hairdresser ask the same question! I quickly asked what it meant. The question was "Eh-ggy ob-so-yo?" "Eh-ggy" means baby and "ob-so-yo" means not here. So I guess the ajumma was asking me why Nadia wasn't with me or where she was. That's what the other hairdresser was asking my hairdresser. She told her that Nadia and Maya were with their father.
Now, what is REALLY strange about all this is that for the last week or so, Nadia has been pretending to be a baby when she and Maya play and she's been saying "eh-ggy! eh-ggy!" in a high pitched baby voice! I have NO idea where she picked it up from or who taught her or anything. Maybe it is a sign that she is picking up Korean and I don't even know it!
While I was at the hairdresser, a woman and her son came in. Her son was probably about 18 months old, needing a haircut. What transpired was universal: the hairdresser was trying to cut this little boy's hair while the mom kept him busy and looking into the mirror. At one point, when the shears came out, the mom had to hold the kid's head still and he did NOT like that. It hit me that no matter where you go in the world, everyone deals with roughly the same issues. Parents all over the world deal with the same things, mothers all over feel the same frustration, fears, joys and happiness. It made me feel nice to be able to relate to someone who I don't even know on some level.
I got done and walked home around noon. The rest of the afternoon was spent on Skype and video chatting with the usual nutty crowd. Maya gave us a deadline of 3pm and then we spent the next couple of hours having her kick our butts in a card game called Coloretto. Maya is a good gamer. LOL
5pm and I started getting ready for our night out with Gustaf. It has been really warm here lately, so I was able to wear a skirt. YAY! But, holy crap, where did that tummy come from? *headdesk* Damn winter fat...I need to cut back on something. Ugh. I got back online to show off the outfit to threeparts, gfailure, citrinia, and scarslet. Screenies were taken and my legs got some compliments. (Thanks!)
The babysitter got here and we left and got to the restaurant that we were meeting Gustaf about 1/2 hour early. Chris and I walked around a bit before going into the restaurant. We went to a Korean BBQ place called Mana. It was really good. We got the kalbi (thin beef that is cooked at our table). We talked and talked...it was so much fun. A couple of times, Gustaf got a phone call and he broke out the Swedish...blah, blah, blah...Korean BBQ...blah, blah, blah. LOL I think that's how Chris used to feel when I would be on the phone with my parents.
After dinner, we headed out to a bar called Mr. Chow. No relation to Ho Lee. ;-) It is this nice bar, kind of swanky, but comfy at the same time. Gustaf has been there a few times and the manager seems to know him. We were treated very nicely and got snacks and fruit and cheese on the house. We all raved about the cheese because cheese is very hard to find in Korea. It is not a staple in the diet here, so it is quite a treat to get. I had two Midori Sours (right there, I loved the place because they had my beloved Midori Sour), Chris had a couple of Jack and Cokes and Gustaf had a couple of different drinks. He used to be a bartender, so he knows a whole bunch of different drinks and said he always has something different because there are too many drinks that he likes. Then he also ordered a bottle of champagne. We sat there for about 3 or 4 hours, just talking and really getting to know each other. I have to say that Gustaf is one of the nicest guys I've met in a long time. We really had a great, great time. We talked about all sorts of stuff, he asked us about how we came out to Seoul (he had no idea of the bitching that would ensue!), and about our marriage and such. And we talked about places he's lived and what he likes to do and about various people.
And, of course, pics!
|The two cute guys I hung out with on Saturday night.
What hotties! Yeah, I had fun. ;-)
Unfortunately, the other pictures I took weren't great cause of the low light in the bar.
We hung out until a little after midnight. Next time, we want to maybe go for Pho (Vietnamese Noodle Soup) and go bar hopping. Last night was about just hanging out and talking and getting to know him. I can't wait to go out again. I think I also convinced Gustaf to get a LJ account. We'll see!
Hey Gustaf! Thanks for a very fun evening! Can't wait to do it again! :-)