Out for lunch

Today we got together with Anthony's mom and grandfather for some good ol' korean lunch. They're leaving to Korea in a couple days so we wanted to get together to discuss final plans for our trip. Anthony's mom is so lucky because her Asiana plane ticket cost her half the price that it would be normally. Her friend had won it in a raffle and then sold it to her for like $600!! Man, talk about lucky. Anthony and I wanted to fly Asiana, but it wasn't worth $1,600. Singapore will do just fine. :)

They'll get a head start in Korea, then when we arrive in a couple months they'll pick us up from the airport. Right now isn't the ideal time to go being that the weather is still freezing cold, but his mom's ticket had a certain deadline that it had to be used by. So much for us traveling light because what ever didn't fit in his mom's suitcase is now coming with us to bring over. :( *snaps fingers*

You know when you've become a regular at a restaurant when the server remembers your order. ;P I always get the spicy pork combo meal. Yum. Anthony always gets his jampong soup, while Anthony's mom and grandfather got the bibimbop bowl.

I'm just so thankful that Anthony's parents like me, especially his mom. You never want to be on a Korean mom's bad side. *shivers* Her and I have always clicked and get along so well. In reality, her and I are spitting personalities. It's so weird. One of the first things Anthony told me when we started dating was that I reminded him of his mom so much. At the time I wasn't to fond of that remark and didn't know whether that was a good thing or not. He kept reassuring me that it was a good thing, and then when I finally met her I was put at ease.

I will never forget that day I was meeting Anthony's parents for the first time. I didn't know what to wear, how much makeup was too much, or what to say first. My palms were sweating so much and I swear my heart was pounding so fast it wasn't normal. We all know how quick parents are to judge and it didn't help that Anthony always mentioned how feisty his mom was. Would she curse me to hell, maybe mumble about me in korean, think I wasn't good enough for her son?? So many frightening thoughts were coming over me. Haha.

Little did I know I was going to be that daughter she never had. We practically share the same taste in shoes, nails, and fashion. Wow, was this possible? Anthony's mom is not your average "ajima," I'll tell you that. Her body is always adorned with bling bling, hair is always done, nails always polished, designer handbag to match the occasion, and a shoe collection bigger than mine! She's the ideal mother-in-law. :)