Tag: my korean husband (Page 126 of 128)

Train Station

2012/12/11 / Nic / 33 Comments

So I spent a few days at my parent’s house and came back to Sydney yesterday. My husband always meets me at the train station and walks me home (and carries my bag), but this time…

If I hadn’t been so tired and grumpy I would have realised he was just setting me up for a surprise. But I really believed his message about him not coming to the station so I was so shocked when he was there with roses and my favourite drink! Unfortunately the train had been 30 minutes late (CityRail curse you!) so he has been waiting for a while. And he got thirsty so he drank some of my drink….haha. It was my favourite EasyWay drink: Taro Milk Tea with lychee jelly. I didn’t mind though, was just happy to see him.

Laundry

2012/12/07 / Nic / 6 Comments

My first thought when in this type of situation is that he hasn’t understood me so I usually repeat myself. Sometimes though, he understand perfectly and is making a joke. Because I always jump to the conclusion that he doesn’t understand, I usually miss the joke. Not only that, but often it’s a joke that may be strange or weird in English. Maybe those words together or that joke is hilarious in Korean but in English I just end up being confused.

Also a reminder that there is a TUMBLR now. I’m waiting to see if people are interested in submitting things to it so instead of it being a replica of this blog, it would have more of a community feel.

Friend’s Baby

2012/12/06 / Nic / 10 Comments

This is actually a redo of an earlier comic when I was still using paint and pens. Possibly not everyone has read that far back and I thought it would be good to do a digital version of this anyway.

But adorable baby Voldemort!

I’m Stuck

2012/12/04 / Nic / 13 Comments

So yes, sometimes we play at the playground… BUT our closest playground is at Darling Harbour, which is kinda an amazing one. It’s not really just for kids and is right near lots of restaurants and other stuff, so at night once the kids are gone you’ll see a lot of adults there.

Anyway, I got stuck on one of the climbing things… because I’m stupid. Seriously, I’m not very agile. My husband knows me well enough to know when I really have a problem or if I’m just being a whiny baby. So he took the opportunity to rock the ropes and make me flail around even more and then wandered off and let me try and get out myself.

In conclusion, don’t climb on the ropes at Darling Harbour if you are clumsy.

Uncool

2012/12/03 / Nic / 14 Comments

It was this song:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kSXx7-EceBA

No surprise that it was a Eurovision winning song.

One of the many things that made me fall in love with my husband was his completely unpretentious taste in music. Perhaps it was something I was more conscious of because I have dated guys who were very critical of anyone who liked music they thought wasn’t cool enough and honestly that just becomes a bit depressing. My husband has a very broad and unashamed taste in music but what excites him the most seems to be 1980’s power ballads. His body starts twitching because he wants to “groove” to the music and then pretty soon he is singing along dramatically. It makes me smile because you can’t help but enjoy it too. He will listen to, and like, music that may be deemed a bit cooler but the next song on his playlist may be something like One Direction, and he doesn’t care.

There are times when I have had to say, “Oh geez, not this song.” But for all the times I’m annoyed there are more times where I’m thankful of how nonjudgmental he is and how he can take pleasure in the cheesy things in life.

For example, right now as I’m writing this post he has his earphones in and is singing to himself, “Last Christmas I gave you my heart…”

Dirty Jokes

2012/12/01 / Nic / 4 Comments

This happens sometimes, and they are usually pretty mild jokes or references, nothing really really dirty. It’s not that he doesn’t understand jokes in English, usually he understand jokes fine, it’s just that he doesn’t pick up sexual innuendos as well. Sometimes when he says he doesn’t understand (usually he says “What is it?” when he doesn’t understand), I look at his innocent and trusting face and think, “I can’t explain this.”

This does not mean he is some innocent little boy – far from it – it’s just soooo many things in English can seem to mean something sexual and since it’s not his native language he can’t pick up on them all. Sometimes just completely over his head.

I Can Tell

2012/11/09 / Nic / 18 Comments

I’ve mentioned before about him pointing out Koreans every time he sees them. So many Koreans live near us so it’s not like it’s a rare event to see a Korean person. The other day he was having one of his boasts about being able to tell who is Korean and just to prove his point was pointing out who was Korean or not for every person that walked past us. There were some people who were obviously not Korean at all, but he still had to point it out… Actually what he means is that he can identify Koreans from other Asian people.

It’s really not that hard to identify who is Korean here as not only is there a certain Korean look but also clothes and mannerisms are very strong hints and once you hear them speaking Korean…. easy. I’m talking about Koreans who have spent most of their life in Korea, not Korean Australians or those adopted from Korea. The difference can be quite interesting. I remember a few years ago at a party and a friend who was born in Korea but adopted as a baby by an Australian couple came, as well as Koreans on working holiday visas. Although with my Australian friend, I can identify the Korean features of his face: everything else, his clothing style, mannerisms and body language was completely different to the Korean guys.

Where we grow up influences so many things about us.