Sunday Funday

Dinner at Mom and Dad's house is always entertaining. We watched Roman take his first steps. What a special moment to have watched together.

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Bye Bye Blackberry

In an effort to save on monthly cell phone spending, Ardon and I switched carriers, from T-Mobile to Sprint. Along with a new carrier came our awesome new phones. We both got the EVO 4G 3D. I also downloaded the Blogspot app, so I'm just trying it out.

I feel like I've betrayed my Blackberry, which was so good to me. It's like switching from a MAC to a PC. It's a whole new world, and suddenly so fascinating.

The hardest part in switching phones is getting used to the touch screen. I miss typing at lightning speed on my Blackberry keyboard. I'm just going to have to play with my EVO more so I can practice. Aside from getting used to a touch screen, this phone is pretty amazing.

Out with the old and in with the new.

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I Reap What She Sews

Nobu's Boutique on Roy Street
My "fashion doctor's" office

I have made a new best friend! My tailor at Nobu's Boutique and Alterations!

It's no secret that I'm a short lady. My 4th and 5th grade students are as tall, if not taller, than me. When it comes to shopping (one of my favorite things to do), I can find sweatshirts, t-shirts, and sweaters that fit me pretty well. I can take them home and wear them right away. Dresses, blouses, and pants are a whole other story. In order for those garments to fit me and look somewhat normal, I need to hem, take in, and/or take up.

To find somebody to do that on a regular basis can be a difficult task. It really is kind of like finding the right doctor, dentist, or hair stylist. You have to find the one just right for you. After going to a few tailors around the city, I finally found the "fashion doctor" who is just right for me. I have been going to her for about 2 years now. I can take anything to her, no matter how complicated (and boy have I given her some really complicated pieces), and she will get the job done. If it weren't for her, I wouldn't be able to wear a lot of my clothes properly.

I just picked up a pair of pants and dropped off 2 more dresses today, and when I walked in she smiled and was quite excited that I was there... Almost like I was taking my dresses to my own grandmother, except she's Korean.

Janitor?

Just last week, my parents gave me the set of keys to their condo. Since I live so close, it's really easy for me to check their mail and grab anything else that they want or need and bring it to them in Bothell. After adding their keys to my chain, I noticed how many freaking keys I have! It looked like my key chain belonged to my school janitor. Amazingly enough, just like my school janitor, I need and use every single key that is attached. Does one little lady really need all those keys? Apparently so! I tried to eliminate a some from the chain and leave them at home, but I couldn't do it because they're all necessary. Well, at least they're harder to misplace now.