In case you’ve been under a rock, today is Mother’s Day in America. Called Mom.
Today is also my father’s birthday. Called him.
The 11th (which it was in Korea after 11 am) is Sister’s birthday and the one year anniversary of meeting Good Man’s family. So I left a message on Sister’s Cyworld and also made this video.
(Go ahead and laugh at my Korean. I sound like a North Korean. I’m working on it. Based on how Good Man speaks, I have way too much inflection. Based on how the women on the dramas speak, I have a little too much inflection. I’m working on it. I also really act over-animated when I’m on video. I don’t usually look so stupid.)
시누이, 생일 축하해!
The word “ramyeon” caused Mother to go into a five minute scolding “라면 먹지마!” Good Man sat there, nodding his head, “알았어, 알았어…”
In the meantime, he opened up a text document and wrote:
His mother told us we couldn’t eat raymeon or drink soda. Ice cream is OK sometimes, and soju is OK anytime.
I had another woman—an undergrad student—express an interest in doing a language exchange, but she quit responding to emails. Trying to find a language exchange partner in NoVA’s been frustrating.