This little poll has been making the circuit around blogs the past couple of months. I thought it’d be a fun thing for the bees to do since we seldom talk about nonwedding related topics, and it’ll give you guys a chance to learn some fun tidbits about us. ![]()
I’ll start!
1. I was a blonde baby. People in Korea thought that I was adopted. Even up til high school people refused to believe that I was full Korean and thought I was half-white.
2. I beat all my friend’s moms in arm wrestling.
3. I like to pick things up with my feet. And pinch people with my toes too. My aunt curses the day I taught my 5 year old cousin this talent.
4. My parents never bought me a barbie doll so I used water balloons as dolls. I would twist them so they’d have a head and a body. But sometimes they would pop. That would make me sad.
5. My second toe is longer than the first one.
6. I don’t really like sweets. Or chocolate for that matter.
Now tell us a random/weird thing about you!
I’ve been sick this whole week. Although being an insomniac, four nights of nyquil induced slumber (god bless nyquil) has afforded me some of the best sleep I’ve had in a long time. I’m having some friends over for dinner tonight (read: cooking and cleaning), and another friend over for dinner tomorrow (read: more cooking), then I’m leaving for Miss Butterfly’s bachelorette party in Atlantic City this weekend. I love to entertain though, so it’s actually a treat.
Sorry for my rambly-ness, but the point of this entry was to tell you the story of how Miss Butterfly and I met because it’s a pretty great one.
It was November 2003. I was in New York on vacation, and Miss Butterfly, two other girls and I decided to have dinner together. We all “knew” each other for years through our personal blogs, but this was the first time all of us were meeting. (I also met Mr. Bee for the first time the following night). Miss Butterfly and I subsequently became friends and hung out all the time once I moved to New York the following August.
Fast forward one year to Christmas 2004. Mr. Bee and I were now engaged and I had moved to New York from Los Angeles. Miss Butterfly was visiting her parents in Houston and called me on Christmas evening.
