Amanda Takes Off...

...Like This!

Thursday I had to go to a local school board meeting. At some point the defensive Korean translator said foreigners "are arrogant."

When I got home, Good Man was waiting for me.

"You know what! Yeah, we're arrogant! So what! Look!" I held up my right hand, five fingers splayed. "Five Westerners are arrogant like this!" I wiggled my fingers.

I held up my left hand, five fingers splayed. "Five Koreans are arrogant like this!" I closed a fist. "The arrogance is the same! We just don't hide behind our precious groups!"

Kids' Eye Pictures

Once upon a time, Good Man and Master's Family met. Master's daughter used my handphone to take some pictures, but I'm only getting around to posting them now.

Master's Son, As Taken By Master's Daughter

Master's Daughter Hides Under My Skirt

Master's Kids

I Swear I Hadn't Had Any Soju, Yet the Bottles Were Dancing

Friday night, after class, Master's kids were being really funny. Master's Daughter has gotten permanent hold of two of my lip glosses. "Amanda, do you have lip gloss?"

"No, you have two tubes of my lip gloss!"

"No, I have one," she whispered back.

"Oh! You have one! Give me lip gloss, please!"

Master's Daughter thought. "I don't have any lip gloss!" She took my glasses and started playing with them while I kept asking for lip gloss. I was holding her, and when I tried to let go, she swung her legs back and forth wildly, like a monkey.

"Are you a monkey? I'm a monkey, too" I said, referring to the Chinese Zodiac symbol we share.

Master's Son, meanwhile, was whining, so I picked him up. He started crawling all over me and clinging to me while Master's Daughter took pictures. He was giggling and laughing and being so funny. I said, "Kiss, kiss!" He kissed my right cheek and I turned so he could kiss my left cheek. Instead he grabbed my face firmly but gently, his palms flat, and turned my head so he could kiss me full on the lips.

Master, his Wife and I laughed and laughed. Master's Son did it a few more times and I muttered, "Oh, you will be a ladies' man."

Master said in English, "Amanda! My son! Romance Man! My daughter! Taekwondo Woman!"

(These pictures were taken with my new, lesser quality handphone, hence the scary pink faces and weird lips.)

Romancing Me

Romance Man

Taekwondo Woman

As I was coming home Friday night, I spotted three dancing soju bottles. One of them posed for me. I love Korea.

Dancing Soju Bottles

Change of Status

Saw Good Man this weekend. Saturday we practiced using my D80. He got some pictures of me in one of the silk ensambles I bought in Vietnam.

Wrap Tunic Style Áo Dài

This wrap tunic is so comfortable to wear. The double layer pants are so incredibly sensual feeling, light and loose, but offering full coverage. The pants sometimes look like a skirt. I wish I'd bought more than one pair.

We were outside in a light rain. Good Man starting doing rapid fire shots and caught some good looks. The first two shots were done at the exact same time stamp. There's actually 5 photos taken over two seconds, but I thought posting all of them would be a bit excessive.

Rain In My Eye

Glaring at the Cloud Gods

Saucy

Last week, Good Man in a Suit had a job interview. He got the job and is now working veryveryvery close to my house. This is, of course, very good in a lot of ways. However, ironically due to our schedules, this will probably mean seeing less of each other.

I got used to having him around. I'm a little worried that not seeing each other as much will make things screwy weird.

In honor of his new job, Saturday I actually cooked. Amazing, I know. I made Shepherd's Pie, which meant buying groceries together (the ajumma was laughing at us) and making loads of mashed potatoes. Good Man was hungry while the pie was baking, so I gave him some mashed potatoes with homemade gravy.

Good Man Tries "Smashed" Potatoes

He liked them. Smart man.

Suwon Fortress

Whenever Good Man and I plan a day trip, someone dies or a typhoon hits. So I'm thinking of a very-close-to-home-subway-only-no-real-trains-involved trip. Also, a woman I've only met online is now in Seoul. I'll call her Buffy because that's not her real name.

I was chatting with her online.

Me: Saturday Good Man and I are going to Suwon Fortress. Want to come?

Buffy: I can't, have a part that night. Um, when are you leaving?

Me: I don't know. He doesn't even know we're going.

Later, in person.

Me: We're going to Suwon Fortress this weekend.

Good Man: Cool.