Monday, April 30, 2012


The best way to pass time in a 45 minute line,
waiting to order at Phil's BBQ,
is to have an impromptu photo shoot.
It really makes that time fly by.
Don't mind the awkward stares you get from fellow patrons.
They'll get over it.

Glasses: Bonlook

Oh, and the food?
Not too shabby, Phil. Not too shabby.
It's a great meal to pig out on the night before a 20-mile run, that's for sure.

P.S. Happy Birthday, Brother.
You're gettin' up there, ya old fart. ;)



Friday, April 27, 2012

Friday Ramblings

Yesterday, V Dizz sent me a message:

"Take the next hour or so and think about what your little heart desires for dinner tonight.
I feel like cooking."

I immediately thought of those "Hey Girl" Ryan Gosling quotes.
You know, the ones where he says ridiculously amazing things that every girl wants to hear.

Then I had to pull myself away from my Ryan Gosling day dream
because the real thing was waiting my response! ;)

So I thought and I thought,
and the only thing that came to mind was
3-Cheese Grilled Cheese and Tomato Soup.
So that's what he made.
Havarti. Cheddar. Gruyere.
It was bombtastic.

I had an idea that I could bust out my Big Girl camera
and take some oh-so-artsy pictures of this 3-cheese concoction.
Then after a few snaps, I quickly realized that none of you would give an eff to see 
grilled cheese sandwiches on this blog, no matter what kind of lighting it was in.
So I nixed that.
You're welcome.

It's Friday already!
What are your fun plans for the weekend?
Want to switch them with me and YOU can run 20 miles instead?
Yeah, that's right.
We're running 20 miles on Sunday.
{Big breath}

See you on the flip side!

Thursday, April 26, 2012


You know what kind of hit me recently?
That I'm going to mutha effen KOREA next week.
Say what??
How the heck did this come up so fast?
I feel like I just bought the ticket, with 4 months to plan!

For those that don't know,
The Dizz, The Fam, and I will be heading across the world 
to see my big bro and his lovely fiance be wed!
Pretty big stuff.
Here he is in all of his Bachelor Glory:

The plane ride will be about 13 hours,
and I fully intend on popping a few xanax {paired with a cocktail or two}
and passing out sleeping the majority of the way.
Wait, what?

Even though North Korea has been threatening total destruction of South Korea as of late,
and we may or may not get nuked by a deadly missile while we're there,
I am still highly excited to be in my Home Land! 
I mean, how bad could those North Koreans really be?
They look so friendly and happy and charismatic in their choreographed dance!

So anyway,
I think this will be a trip to remember.

Let the countdown begin!
Only nine more days!


Happy Thursday, Friends!

Wednesday, April 25, 2012

Yep, it's strep...BUT.

All of your well wishes (and possibly the drugs) seem to have helped!
I woke up this morning and didn't feel like I was swallowing glass
{which is an amazing feeling if you've ever had strep}.
It's now more like swallowing...a handful of marbles?

So, I shall do you a favor,
since you're probably sick and tired of hearing about this {I know I am},
I shall never speak of this stupid illness again.
I'm getting out of my sick funk and getting back to my normal routine.

I'm back at work,
and tonight I will attempt my first run since Friday.
And if I pass out, I'll have The Dizz there to carry me home.
{right, Boo? ;)}

So again, thank you all for your positive and uplifting comments.
I do really believe they helped big time.

So in celebration on this lovely Wednesday Hump Day,
go forth, rejoice, and do some humpin'!


Tuesday, April 24, 2012

Walk About Downtown

Pretty sure I have strep.
I won't know until 10:30 today at my doctor's appointment.
But if white spots on my tonsils are any indication...
And this sweating has got to get a handle on itself.
Poor V Dizz was holed up with my stink pot of a self all day yesterday.
Finally around 5pm, I felt bad for the guy and suggested we get outside and take a walk.
A very slow walk.

I decided to take my Big Girl camera out and snap a few shots of Downtown.
I will admit...I kept it on the Automatic setting.
I'm just not ready for the whole aperture, f stop thing!
Maybe it's time I find a class to actually teach me?

Anyway, it was a nice little walk.
Felt good to get some fresh air.
Then it was straight back to bed for me.
Let's hope I can kick this thing asap.
I never thought I'd say this,
but I kind of miss my mid-week runs.
There's only so much Netflix you can watch in bed before you feel a bit restless.

Happy Tuesday, Friends {it is Tuesday, right?}.
Thank you all for your well wishes yesterday, it made me happy :)

Monday, April 23, 2012

Weekend Recap from Sicky McSickerton

I'd like to say I take pride in my strong Korean genes,
in that I rarely ever get sick.
I'm strong. Like Bull.
In fact, the last time I felt this poopy was back in September.
But lo and behold, 7 months later, here I am dying.

I'm writing this from my bed as we speak type;
Literally laying on towels because my body is sweating as if I've just ran 18 miles.
Speaking of running, The Dizz and I were supposed to run 14 yesterday,
and it's actually getting quite imperative to stick with these runs,
because our marathon is in just 40 days!
But I just couldn't.
My head is pounding enough as it is.
I couldn't imagine the amount of pounding it would take to run 14 miles.

So for the most part,
I've been cooped up in the house with my own personal caretaker.
Thankfully The Dizz is the best nurse doctor in all the lands.
Bringing me OJ, water, and vitamin C.
Getting me both a burrito from Rubios and french fries from McDonald's 
just because I couldn't decide.
Making me tea before bed to help my throat,
then scratching my back until I feel asleep.
{Did I mention I can be a bit of a weeny when I actually do get sick?}

Thank you Boo. You da best.
Next time you're sick, I've got your back.

Oh, and also, any time I was feeling down over the weekend,
I just pulled out this picture of Fasha.
It's a gem.
An honest to goodness gem.
Please note the luscious hair and the ninja-like arm stance to really pronounce the muscles.



Friday, April 20, 2012

Friday Ramblings

I woke up on the wrong side of the bed this morning.
I'm not quite sure why, but it's all been going downhill since.

Maybe it was because I had a dream that I was cheating on V Dizz with Ryan Gosling.
Which, I know, I know... Ryan Gosling = Hot Sex.
I am not a cheater people. So it didn't leave me with a good feeling.

And it didn't help my emotions any when I stepped on the scale
to only have it scream very angry, hateful numbers at me.

By the time I was in the car {running late for work},
I think the negativity was radiating off of me.
So I looked over at The Dizzle, and said,
"Let's each think of 3 things to be thankful for today."
I figured focusing on that would help bring me out of my crap mood.
So we did just that:

I'm thankful it's Friday...
I'm thankful for my health...
I'm thankful to be alive...
I'm thankful for you...

And you know?
It did help. I felt much better.
For about 2 minutes until...

Bruegger's Bagels parking was a nightmare,
and I almost got hit by a bus.
Then Bruegg's didn't put enough cream cheese on my bagel 
{which is probably best for my hateful scale}.
I got to work and realized I left my iPhone at home,
and so on, and so forth.

People, it's only 8:49am.
I need to turn this frown upside down or else I'm going to have a very ugly Friday!

So I'm pulling out the big guns.
Heading to my last resort.
The one thing I know, at this moment, will make me happy.
Because, could Rebecca not put a smile, albeit a painful one, on your face?

Happy Friday, Friends.
I hope your days are significantly better than what mine's started out to be.
Have a lovely weekend!

Thursday, April 19, 2012

Date Night

The Dizz and I have a tradition.
And when I say we have a tradition, 
I really mean: yesterday I came up with an idea and so yesterday it was executed.

Here's the {hopefully kept up with} tradition:
Once a month, one of us thinks of a creative and new date;
something we've never done before,
and something that's not a regular "dinner and a movie" kind of date
{though those can be nice too}.

Obviously since I created the tradition, 
it would be my turn for this month.
And ever since I read Amira's post about the Paint n Vineyard place,
I had been wanting to go!

Best part is, 
they don't judge when you down an entire bottle of wine for yourself!
{And really, who needs that kind of judgement?}

I think it's safe to say I'm not the "artist" in this relationship.
The teacher said V-Dizzle's was better than hers!
Not that this is a competition or anything, 
but let's just say I'm not used to coming in second.
You got this one, one is mine.



Wednesday, April 18, 2012

My Smelly Trip Home

I got home late last night from my biznass trip in Arkansas.
V Dizz picked me up at the airport, 
gave me a big hug,
then promptly said, 
"You smell."
Thanks Boo, it's good to see you too.

I blame the smell on my 70 year old seat mate.
Who, at first, I thought looked like the old man, Noah Calhoun, from The Notebook.

So I watched him from the corner of my eye for a moment,
wondering where his "Allie" was.
I didn't see her around, so then I felt bad for the little fella 
and thought about giving him a hug and telling him it was all going to be okay.

He must have sensed my stare, because he looked at me and began talking.
And he just.wouldn't.stop.
Where are you from?
Where are you coming from?
What do you do?
Where do you live?
And man, it was all I could do to stop myself from physically plugging my nose
from the waft coming mere inches from my face.
Pee. Yew.

I politely pulled out my iPad to silently say,
"Noah, this is a Red Eye and you smell. Please stop talking to me now."
But no.
How do you like reading on that?
How many books can you hold?
Do you have both fiction and non fiction?

You can imagine my discomfort.
But he was old...and I couldn't be rude,
so I pushed Crazy Connie aside and breathed through my mouth the rest of the way home.

So there.
That's why I smelled.
Being in the hot sun and travelling all day had nothing to do with it, I'm sure.

Happy Wednesday!

Tuesday, April 17, 2012

How To Achieve That Bed Head/Sex Hair...

Step 1: The night before your desired Bed Head/Sex Hair look, take a shower.
Wash your hair with your choice of shampoo and conditioner.
Recommended, though not required: Have naked man in said shower with

Step 2: When shower is complete, immediately go straight to your bed and..."Wrestle" in said bed.
Though the "wrestling" can be done solo,
it is recommended you have the naked man from shower participate as well.

Step 3: Immediately fall asleep.
Do not dry hair.
Do not comb hair.

Step 4: Wake up, look in the mirror, and admire your newly acquired waves.

Step 5: Spray Bumble and Bumble Surf Spray all over hair.
I repeat: Do not comb hair.

Step 6: Continue on with your day and reel in the compliments.

You're welcome.


{photos c/o vickichristine}

Monday, April 16, 2012


I'm sure you've all been worried sick that I haven't posted yet today;
Sitting on the edges of your seats, refreshing every 60 seconds.
I'm just sure of it.
Well, fear not. Mishi is here.
Writing to you from Bentonville, Arkansas.
{Say whaaaat?}

That's right. You heard me.
Normally I'd post a Weekend Recap.
Which, as of late, basically means me telling you 
The Dizz and I ran an unfathomable distance and consumed an even larger amount of food.
Which in case you were wondering, we did run {18 big ones} and we did eat. A lot.
See below for reference:

I thought it'd be okay to veer away from my normal Monday posting
in lieu of my current situation.
- - -
This morning, I hopped on a plane and flew my ass to Arkansas.
{With a lovely head of hair in my direct sight, mind you.}

And if you're like me who maybe wasn't exactly sure where that was on the map
and just knew it was "over there in the South somewhere,"
well, here. I made it easy for you:
{Don't judge me. Asians are good with numbers, not geography.}

My oh-so glamorous job of mine flew me out for a business meeting.
To do business-y stuff that I won't bore you with details here.
It's time for me to get out of my room at the Holiday Inn Express
and head out for some grub.
Maybe I'll go to the Denny's that shares the parking lot across the way.
Told you: Glam-o-rous.

Happy Monday, Friends! :)


Friday, April 13, 2012

Friday Ramblings

Does it make me an Alchy that I no longer buy the regular sized bottles of wine?
And that there wasn't a drop left after V Dizz and I got our hands on it?
And that I was secretly longing for more after my last sip was taken?

Part of me wants to say that I wasn't even affected by said wine.
But now, looking back at the blubbering mess I was last night watching the death of
Jin and Sun convinces me otherwise.
I lost it guys (no pun intended). 
I was literally. SOBBING.
He said to her, as the water rushed in to the submarine, seconds away from drowning, 
"I will never leave you. I love you."
Oh. Man. I'm getting teary just thinking about it.
Go ahead, make fun of me for getting emotional about an 8-year old TV show.


I hope you all have a wonderful, wonderful weekend!
Wish us luck as we tackle our 18 miler on Sunday. 
Dun, dun, dun...


P.S. Happy 2 Year Birthday to my beautiful little nephew, Bryson!!
I love you!
And hey, stop growing up so fast.

Thursday, April 12, 2012

A little bit of this, a little bit of that..

I haven't ran since Sunday.
And I don't care who knows it!
Yeah, so maybe I have to run 18 miles this upcoming Sunday.
But for right now,
I'll just pretend I'm like any other normal person 
who didn't hop on the crazy train of marathon training.
So sue me.
{Fast forward to Sunday, around mile 14, when I'm dying of regret 
for skipping out on these mid-week runs.
You can say 'I told you so' then.}

And in case you care {which you probably don't},
I think I might just have to put it out there that Bruegger's Bagels 
is stealing my Starbucks loving heart.
There. I said it.
Not only is it cheaper,
but I think it may even taste better.
Please note that I only drink regular drip coffee, 
so I can't speak for all you fancy Mocha Frappuccino extra whip drinkers.

And lastly, 
not to brag or anything {except that's what I'm totally going to do right now},
Cassie over at Come What May
have both awarded me the Liebster Award.
{Blog love to someone with <200 followers}
Kiiinnnddd of a big deal.
It's too bad I suck at these things and won't play by the rules.
Apparently you have to say some facts about yourself 
and then I guess pass the award on.
I'm not quite sure.
Again, I'm probably not the best person to award this to.
Bet you two wish you could take the award back now!
Well guess what?
You can't.
{But seriously, thank you. You guys rock. So how about I just give it back to you?? There. It's settled.}

Happy Thursday, Friends!

Wednesday, April 11, 2012


Just in case you decide to go to an impromptu happy hour,
where all wine is $2 off a glass,
to which you then somehow find yourself chugging drinking 3 large glasses:

Try not to pass out fall asleep at 8:00pm after scarfing down your last slice of leftover Pizza Hut.
Because you just might awaken out of dead sleep with an unending thirst at 12:15am.
Which then will cause you to stay wide awake until 4:00am.
And listening to a crazy woman outside your window 
cursing the gods for the man who wronged her.
{I live Downtown. Crazier things have been heard from my wee window.}

Here's to hoping this Venti coffee will get me through today.

Happy Hump Day, Friends.
May there be many o' humps for you and your loved ones.


Tuesday, April 10, 2012

There's something you should know...

Once upon a time, a little half Korean baby was born.
Though she had the chubbiest cheeks known to man,
she always kept it stylin' with her ruffled dresses, blue and white striped jumpers,
and her runway-esque poses.

Then the little baby grew up...
Her 10th birthday was quickly approaching 
and her mother asked what she wanted for her special day.
There were only two things in the world that this little girl wanted:

1. To go ice-skating (in July)
2. To be the flyest chick in town...

And how would she accomplish that kind of status? getting a full head of beaded braids, of course.
And what little Mishi wanted, little Mishi got.
So her mother took her straight away to the nearest salon,
and 4 hours later...

She got her birthday wishes.
And by golly, she was the flyest chick in town.
She was SO fly, that she decided to keep those braids All.Summer.Long
just so she could show off on her first day of 5th grade.
Because a half Korean 5th grader with a head full of beaded braids 
is the best kind. Obviously.

The End.


Monday, April 9, 2012

Weekend Recap

Happy Monday, Friends.
How was everyone's Easter?

Mine was spent consuming the following:

*Strawberries n Cream Oatmeal...x2*
*Ritz Crackers*
*Large plate of Spaghetti*
*3.5 slices of Cheese pizza from Pizza Hut, complete with Ranch dressing for dipping, of course*
*Top Ramen*
*Peanut M&M's*

Don't judge me.
If you ran 16 miles in a day, 
Burning about 1600 calories in 2 hours & 40 minutes, 
I think you'd do the same, yes?
This is the one and only thing I highly enjoy about this marathon training.
I can eat like I'm a 700 pound woman,
physically stuck to my couch,
with food being my only motivation for movement.
{Too harsh of an image?}

16 miles, baby!

My Mint Sorbet nails were about as festive as I got for the weekend.

Poor Dizzle...he was a tired little fella and promptly
fell asleep on a pile of my laundry about 10 minutes after our run.

That's all.
I wish I had more exciting news to share.
But for the next two months, my life revolves around running.
And I'm going to make you all suffer right along with me. ;)


Friday, April 6, 2012

Friday Ramblings

I have some very important news to share, friends.

Yesterday afternoon, I drove home from work,
with my entire Thursday evening wide open.
Roomie was working late, V Dizzle is still in Vegas,
and I had a date with the couch and Friends.

But something happened.
Something I can't quite explain.
I got home, took off my shoes {Asian household, remember?},
then went and turned the TV on to get Friends started {very exciting life I lead, I know}.
Then a feeling came over me.
A feeling I'm not used to.
I had an urge to go for a run.
I know. It shocked me too.
But I figured this feeling comes around about once every 3 years, 
so I should go with it lest it disappear forever.

Now, you may be thinking, 
"But Michelle, you're always running these days. You're training for a marathon, stupid."
And I'd say, "You're right. I am."
But Thursdays, oh those glorious Thursdays, are the days in which I do not have to run.
The training schedule calls for Thursdays to be a "Cross Training" day.
Which, as I mentioned earlier, usually means sitting on the couch, exercising my eyes.

So you see, I did this run out of my own free will.
I did this run without V Dizzle pushing me onward and battling my excuses not to run.
This was all me. 
And I'm proud of those 4.53 miles I ran.
Maybe it wasn't very far, but coming from someone who, for lack of a better word, despises running,
I think this was a step forward.

Plus, if I never got out of the house, then I never could have enjoyed this view:

Annnnddddd, I also wouldn't have been able to fully enjoy 
the THREE Fudgsicles I consumed in one sitting.
So you see?
Gut feelings are good.
You should go with them, because you'll probably feel a lot better afterwards.


Happy Friday!!!
If any of you had a week like mine, I'm sure this day is highly welcomed with arms wide open!


Thursday, April 5, 2012

She's Baaaacckkk

Crazy Connie came back again yesterday.
Go here if you'd like to learn more about this raging biznatch.

It was just one of those days.
The kind where I either wanted to scream like a mad woman in the middle of a nervous breakdown
or curl up on the floor, weep, and slowly rock myself to sleep.

Maybe it began in the morning when I spilled a big glob of yogurt down the inside of my shirt, 
right between the boobs,
to which I had to awkwardly reach my hand down my shirt 
and basically feel myself up while trying to clean it off.
All while my manager was a mere 5 feet away, mind you.
I have no shame.

Maybe it was because every phone call that was made by said manager,
in our shared 10x12 office was done so on speaker phone.
Who does that?
Am I supposed to be on that call with you?
Then effing pick up the phone and speak into it like a normal person.

Maybe it was because it was one of those days where literally everyone is the worst driver, 
but you.
And let me just tell you,
you do not want to see Crazy Connie with Road Rage.
All kinds of inappropriate words were had with many o' drivers.
Because screaming at them from inside your vehicle will show them. Right?!

Needless to say,
Roomie and I went out last night and grabbed ourselves a few mid-week cocktails.
After an hour or two, I could feel Crazy Connie start to retreat.
On our walk home, we came across a sweet old {homeless} woman
feeding the cutest little puppy in the entire world.
Roomie and I immediately started gushing and saying how cute her puppy was.
To which she basically morphed into the old lady on Snow White,
growled at us and screamed,
"Don't talk about my dog! DON'T talk about my dog!!!!!!"
And well, there you have it.


That was my Wednesday.
May today be ever in my favor.



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