Because Kelly tagged me and I feel special.
And away we go.....


what is your current obsession?
Bubble Baths!! Why do we have to be in a water shortage!!

what is your weirdest obsesson?
Chipotle. Chicken burrito, no beans, double the rice, sour cream and cheese.

Starbucks or Peet's?
Starbucks Strawberry water!!

what's for dinner?
Hamburger Helper!! I'm being lazy tonight. But those things are SO DARN good.

what would you eat for your last meal?
Cinnamon & sugar oatmeal with flaxseed. Mmm. I've been getting lectures about cholesterol running in the family by my mother.

what was the last thing you bought?
Costco. And Groceries too, Kel Kel. And Costco is evil.

what are you listening to right now?
Rush Hour 2 on youTube.

what is your favorite ice cream flavor?
flavorS....with an "s". Chocolate chip cookie dough, cookies and cream, Breyers Vanilla Bean (in a black container box and a picture of vanilla bean ice cream with little black specks). I think we might have some in the freezer at home. Damn dino bag. Now I have to wait till that passes before I consume any. Damn.


what do you think of the person(s) who tagged you?
The coolest ice-cream pijun a girl could know. I know. I'm lucky.

if you could go anywhere in the world for the next hour, where would you go?
Outer space.

which language do you want to learn?
Vietnamese, for now. I've always wondered what those Vietnamese ladies are saying when they are doing my nails.

what's your favorite quote (for now)?
Everybody poops. Heee. I don't know.


what is your favorite colour?
Gray too for me. I bought 4 dark gray shirts from TJ Maxx and the register person was kind enough to point that out. In my defense, all the shirts were different styles.


what is your favorite piece of clothing in your own wardrobe?
My gray sweater, which I am ashamed to admit, I have 2 of. Wish I had one of those right now. I'm freezing my tooshie off. The only thing that's keeping me warm is the bright yellow fleece blanket that I've turned into a poncho by clipping 2 binder clips to hold it together. I'm ghetto.


what is your dream job?
If I had a gazillion dollars, I'd open up my own HUGE-ASS animal shelter and hire Caesar Millan to help me run it. Guess I'll have to settle for Josh for now. He's had one success named JoJo who can go off leash now with him. Besides, he's free.


what is your worst habit?
Just one? I leave cups by my bed. We've been completely out of cups before because they're all on my bedside table. Oops?


if you had £100 now, what would you spend it on?
Benihana's. I have a craving for their steak and fried rice and scallops and shrimp and salad and miso soup. Mmmmm...


do you admire any one's style?
Kel Kel puts together the cutest outfits. Or anyone else who's not scared to venture outside of their comfort zone when it comes to style.


describe your personal style?
Plain Jane, UNFORTUNATELY.

what are you going to do after this?
Jessica and I are going to go buy lunch.


what are your favourite movies?
Right now, they are......Shall We Dance, Pretty Woman, Wedding Planner, No Reservations, Where the Heart Is, A Walk to Remember....and the list goes on and on and on. What can I say? I'm a bit of a movie whore.

what is your favorite fruit?
Ripe cantaloupes, watermelons, peaches, nectarines, plums, & seedless grapes (i hate having to stop, roll my tongue around to locate the seed, and then muster up all this energy and spit).


what inspires you?
Selfless people. Would I do the same thing if I were in their position? Run back into the burning building to save people? Would I jump into the raging waters and pull this person out? I'd hope so, but you never really know.

your favorite book?
Where the Heart Is. I've read this a gazillion times. But most recently, *ahem*...Twilight Saga. I can't remember the last time I stayed up till 3 in the morning reading a book. Only to wake up early the next morning to finish reading.


do you collect something?
money for my savings account! does that count?


what is your favorite smell?
Pearberry or something equally fruity. And Josh has a natural scent that is very comforting to me. DB calls it B.O. though. Musty. ;)

what are you most proud of?
Standing up to my mom and mustering up the courage to move out of my parents' house (and into my Grandma's). I actually walked the talk!


what are 5 beauty products you couldn't live without?
I can name 2. CHAPSTICK and LOTION. I have chapstick in almost every room of the house (I'm lazy, ok? =D). I hate chapped lips and hands. I've been desperate enough to put lotion on my lips and chapstick on my hands.

cats or dogs?
both! Both! BOTH! I've always been a dog person, but Lily cat has changed me forever. You can call me "Crazy Dog and Cat Lady".



Ok. That was kinda fun. =)

Now that I know how to greet people in Spanish, I can now venture off to Barcelona like Kel Kel. Wonder how that taxi ride would go. Or actually...wonder where I would end up with just "hola".

Ok. I got it. I've been replaced. Is it really necessary to continue rubbing salt on the wound?

My Aunty told me to build a bridge and get over it cause that's what she did. Funny, she's going through exactly what I'm going through and just hearing "OMG! I know exactly you're talking about!" on my way home tonight, made me feel less alone. I guess it's true when they say misery loves company. I am very much looking forward to our dinner next Wednesday. I love my Aunty.


And look at who decided to keep my company right now...

Happy Anniversary to my Old Fart!
(Has it only been 2 years? Hmm...feels a lot longer.)







Lovin' You

Lovin' you is easy cause you're beautiful

Makin' love with you is all i wanna do

Lovin' you is more than just a dream come true

And everything that i do is out of lovin' you

La la la la la la la... do do do do do


No one else can make me feel

The colours that you bring

Stay with me while we grow old


And we will live each day in springtime

Cause lovin' you has made my life so beautiful

And every day my life is filled with lovin' you


Lovin' you i see your soul come shinin' through

And every time that we oooooh

I'm more in love with you

La la la la la la la... do do do do do

Love is...

when your boyfriend traps his fart in the closet, knowing you're going to walk in 2 minutes later.

Someone wrote this on their blog...I couldn't have put it any better in my head.

My mom asked me why I'm writing these letters when I haven't seen/spoken to some of these individuals for years. I know it might be hard to understand but even though some of these people didn't make it to my future, they were critical to my life at some point. I have learned a great deal about being a friend and a loving human being from each of them and even though we may not be a part of each other's lives now, there's never a bad time to apologize or say "thank you."


That is something that I need to take care of. NOW.
Thank you to this person for writing that.


You know who you are. =)

We had a bbq yesterday with a bone-in chicken.

Josh says, "It's not burnt. It's OVERCOOKED."


^_^

My patience is being tested. Ahh...sweet memories of teaching 20 kindergarteners.

But this time, it's not a bunch of 6 year olds. It's not even a 6 year old. She's 29 and new...someone that I have to train at work, which I've done many times before. I've made mistakes before in training...but I learned. I explained all the documents inside a patient chart. Superbills, patient information sheet, Insurance verification, Insurance card copies...etc etc etc. So even though this girl is completely new, I was confident that she would get the hang of it in no time. I know how confusing things are in the beginning, so extra patience. Check.


Until it's crunch time to close the month. Don't want to rush her, so I tell her, "I made a log of all the superbills that have not been posted. Fax those to me and I will post them for you. If it says "Change Insurance" on the supebrill, fax me the Insurance card copies so I can change it. If it says blood on the superbill, fax me the blood requisition form."


Simple, right?




NO. All I got was the superbill. So I call her and very patiently explain to her why I need those documents. Please remember to read the memo on the bottom of every superbill to check for those 2 things.


I make another log. After posting what you have sent me, these are the ones that I need insurance card copies or blood requisition forms.



I get the fax. They are all superbills. AGAIN.
I call her and let her know again. Make her another log, this time, with a key on the bottom as follows:

IF IT HAS "CHANGE INSURANCE", PLEASE FAX NEW INSURANCE WITH SUPERBILL.
IF IT HAS "BLOOD", PLEASE FAX BLOOD REQUISITION FORM WITH SUPERBILL.
THANK YOU!



I think you know how it ends. Yes, I still received some with only superbills.



I don't know how much simpler I can make it.

Every rose has it's thorn...


I watched The Bachelor last night. For Jason. He had his heart broken by DeAnna from a previous season of The Bachelorette. He's a single dad...sweet and sincere. A great match, in my opinion, with Melissa, one of the two finalist fighting for his heart.




And he chose her. Offered to her the final rose. He proposed. She said yes with a squeal.










A happy ending. Just what I needed to see to remind me that there are happily ever afters. But I wrong. He dumped her on the after show of the final rose ceremony. He then proceeded to ask Molly for a second chance, the other girl. All on national television.


Jason can be dumped back into the barrel. He isn't any different from the rest of them.





(I know, I know. It's just a TV show with producers. But still. I was rooting for him since The Bachelorette and to find out he's just like the rest of them is a huge let-down.)

I'm singing Daydream Believer and Jessica is howling like a dog.

A girl can take a hint.



=P

Somethings can't go in reverse. You can't take it back. You can't take what you learned and go back and do things differently. No matter how hard you try to get it back in your life, the damage is already there and what's done is done.

I thought if I tried hard, there might be a chance for things to go back to how they were. But I was wrong.


It's not important to them anymore. You don't matter anymore to them.



And that makes me sad.






Damn it.

So the Vet just called me. Dr. Whir said Lexie's liver enzymes. So high, they can't even read it.

They need to do a bioacid test. $105.28 which is already discounted because I bought health insurance at Banfield. This test will tell me where the problem is coming from. Either her liver alone or her liver & her shunt (A portosystemic shunt is a blood vessel that bypasses liver tissue, carrying blood from the intestines, stomach, spleen, and pancreas to the heart before it can be filtered and cleansed of proteins, sugars, bacteria, and toxins). If the test says that the liver and shunt is causing her liver enzymes to go off the charts, surgery will be required. I will have to find a surgeon to do that. Surgeon = $$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$.

Where am I going to get the $$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$? I'm worried.



"I'm Just a Boy" is on. Jessica and I thought it was a weird song hearing it on the radio yesterday. But after reading the lyrics....not too shabby. We likey.




:)

If I Were A Boy
Beyonce Knowles

If I were a boy even just for a day
I'd roll out of bed in the morning
And throw on what I wanted
And go drink beer with the guys

And chase after girls
I'd kick it with who I wanted
And I'd never get confronted for it
'Cause they stick up for me

If I were a boy
I think I could understand
How it feels to love a girl
I swear I'd be a better man

I'd listen to her
'Cause I know how it hurts
When you lose the one you wanted
'Cause he's taking you for granted
And everything you had got destroyed

If I were a boy
I would turn off my phone
Tell everyone it's broken
So they'd think that I was sleeping alone

I'd put myself first
And make the rules as I go
'Cause I know that she'd be faithful
Waiting for me to come home, to come home

If I were a boy
I think I could understand
How it feels to love a girl
I swear I'd be a better man

I'd listen to her
'Cause I know how it hurts
When you lose the one you wanted
'Cause he's taking you for granted
And everything you had got destroyed

It's a little too late for you to come back
Say it's just a mistake
Think I'd forgive you like that
If you thought I would wait for you
You thought wrong

But you're just a boy
You don't understand
And you don't understand, oh
How it feels to love a girl
Someday you wish you were a better man

You don't listen to her
You don't care how it hurts
Until you lose the one you wanted
'Cause you're taking her for granted
And everything you had got destroyed
But you're just a boy

She's Katie Ka-Boom
Katie Ka-Boom
She lives in a house with a garden in bloom
Her family knows that any time soon
Their little lady, Katie
Goes ka-boom!!!

That's what Jessica sang to me after I told her the story of how I went ka-boom last night.

This weekend shaped up to be pretty snazzy.

It started out with a date night on Friday...just me and Josh. My original plan was dinner and a movie, but he surprised me with tickets to see Greg Proop (the guy from Whose Line is it Anyway?) at the Irvine's Improv Comedy Club!! It's nice to just sit there and laugh at nothing. I liked it so much, I'm ordering tickets to see Jay Mohr (the guy from Gary Unmarried) for this Friday. I can't wait! We have to remember this time to go to Pinkberry. We walked passed it and I wanted to suggest it, but didn't want Josh to think I was a pig...esp since I just polished off a plate of nachos with extra jalapenos. What's funny is...Josh said he would have gone for it! =P

Saturday...chores for everyone till it was time to head over to Amy's house. Michael was hosting a poker party and invited Josh to go over and play. I will never understand how a bunch of guys can sit there from 8 pm to 4:30 am and do nothing but play poker. I youtubed Twilight and played with the puppies...sat with Amanda and read J14 and SuperPop magazines. Move over JTT, it's Robert Pattinson's time now! Knocked out at midnight on Amy's couch. I'm not so young anymore.

Sunday...hung out with Megan while the boys went to the casino. Made carnitas con chile, some Spanish rice, and of course, beans for dinner. Not too shabby for Hollie.

Was shaping up to be pretty good weekend, until I was awaken at 4 am Monday morning to Lexie, laying in her bed whimpering. I turned on the lights and there was curry yellow puke everywhere. So glad I bought health insurance for her! Took her to Banfield...doc said she must have eaten something her stomach didn't like. She's fine now. WHEW.

And yesterday, Josh learned of how strongly I felt about...RUBBER BANDS. Hate 'em. Never liked 'em. Esp when he's pulling one way back, ready to sling it at you. I was literally going to jump over the table and slit his throat in the middle of Don Jose.

My mom just told me to tell Josh that she is very sweet and juicy.


--- On Mon, 1/12/09, Sonya Chung wrote:
From: Sonya Chung
Subject: RE:
To: hchung
Date: Monday, January 12, 2009, 4:08 PM


Before I forget, tell Josh that the oranges are sweet just like me. It is very juicy and sweet.

Okay, so I just got my W-2. I'm ready to do my taxes now.

I still think I should be able to claim my dogs as dependents. Psh.

So Amy's fish is sick. Covered in red polka-dots.

Johnny: if you need someone to do CPR for them, call Hollie...if you need someone to make sushi, call Karrie...


So funny...ahh...Laughing feels good. Plus this chicken bao from 168 market tastes so good.

We got it! Even though this cabin wasn't our first choice, it's still pretty with our own private dock to the lake. Our first choice cabin was booked. =( Arghs. To people who only booked it for one night.

Either way, I can't wait to go up to Big Bear for Valentine's Day weekend. =)

Inter-tubing!! WOOOOOOOOOOOTT.

Mystery solved. We know who the infamous Poop Lady is.

Amy, for some reason, always needs to pee between 3:30 and 4:00. Everytime she goes in, she gets gased out. Or pooped out? It stinks so bad in there, she'd rather hold it than relieve herself in the raunchy smelling women's bathroom. We've been trying to figure out who the mystery pooper is.

Just now, I went to pee from all the water I've been drinking (cause Kelly said it clears up your skin and I would love to have some of that). As I walked in, a stall door closed. I put on 1 toilet seat cover. It was when I put on the second cover that she really let one rip. LOUD. Using my awesome detective skills, I bent down just enough to see what kind of shoes she was wearing. Ahh...black pointy boots. 

I, excitedly, skipped back to the office, did a little victory dance, and said, "I have come across the Mystery Pooper." Jessica and I made camp by my desk, where we peeled open one sliver of the blinds apart...just enough to see who walks by with clue #1.

We sat there. Waiting. And waiting. And some more. She finally came out after 5 minutes of us, sitting there like ducks. We see a petite, pretty Hispanic girl walk by our window. She was wearing..black pointy shoes. (!!!) Jessica says, "I never would have suspected that all that came from that little thing. She's so...little." I guess pretty people poop too. 

And that, my friends, was the highlight of our day. Ahh...the simple life at an office.