December has been quite an eventful month! Here's a quick recap:

Our dear friends Unjung and Matt got married.



Janet came to LA for a quick visit where we ate our way around LA.



And what's Christmas (and a Son family gathering) without some good food and bowling?

check out our hair Christmas morning




for the record, Danny kicked my butt both games. But my team came out on top, thanks to my brother. 201!!



More pictures as always on Picasa.

I changed my last name after getting married. My maiden name is now my middle name. There are so many updates I have to make, it's pretty ridiculous. I can still think of 2 things that need to be updated.

One of my credit cards sent me a new card. Only, the card was actually for a 'Chris Sun Woo.' I don't know who that is, but it sure isn't me. Mind you, this is after I spelled out my name for them.

Today I got a fax from one of my coworkers addressed to Chris Soo. That one's new.

I've written before how both my English and Korean names get mistaken for boy names. Danny mentioned that his Korean name has been mistaken for a girl's name. We went to visit a church in Torrance a few weeks ago and the lady wrote us a nice, welcoming letter in Korean. I guess without us writing Male/Female next to our names, she had no way of knowing. The letter basically addressed us as brother Chris and sister Danny. haha.

I caught a little stomach bug over the weekend and was out of commission all Saturday night through Sunday.

We went over to Ktown for some groceries and porridge and hung out at the in-law's for a bit. Danny's parents kept telling me to call in sick if possible, and just rest at home. But I HAD to go to work.

So I got a call last night while preparing dinner and Danny picked it up for me. It was my father-in-law, who promptly told Danny, 'let me talk to Chris.' He was checking up on me to see how I was feeling. I think Danny was a little jealous by that call. After I hung up, he kept commenting that he never, in his 31 years, has gotten a call like that from his own father.

There was a little bit of consolation later that night because my mom called Danny to check up on me, and she almost hung up without talking to me. What's up with parents only wanting to talk to their children-in-law?

In an effort to fight the marriage bulge (or is it the holiday bulge?) I've decided to step up my working out efforts.

On Tuesday I decided to take a Cardio Boot Camp class at the gym. Lucky for me, it was test day. That basically consisted of squats, pushups, lunges, overhead weight lifts, and abs. Every part of my arms and legs are sore right now (which makes me realize, I didn't push myself very hard with the abs). I look ridiculous when I walk and even more ridiculous going up/down stairs.

And the best way to fight sore muscles is to work out more, right? So yesterday I took the cardio dance class. I'm sorry, but my body just doesn't move that way. The instructor would yell out 'Meringue!' 'Salsa!' haha. I looked like a fool. There was one Asian guy in the class and he looked really into it. I secretly wished I was having as good of a time. One day... I will let go of my inhibitions and just let loose.

One difference between LA and SF is that people in SF are a lot 'greener.'

Danny called me granola in the first or second week we moved into our apartment because I commented that we didn't have a recycle bin downstairs.

At home in SF, we had separate compost, recycle, and garbage bins. Even at the SF office they stressed the use of compostable products and encouraged us to recycle and compost. In the LA office? There are 3 garbage cans in the kitchen and no recycle bins.

We do, however, keep our recyclables in a separate bag at home. When it gets full Danny takes it to work. haha.

We got a Christmas tree today! We need a few more ornaments and a tree topper, but it'll do for now.



Oh yeah, I got a haircut.

As much as we'd like to invite all of you over for a huge houseparty, we're sad to say our place is rather small and I hope you'll be satisfied with a photo tour for now.

Our living room:


Notice the zebra striped pillows. Believe it or not, that does not reflect our taste in decor. It came with the sofa and we just left it there. Rawr.

Kitchen:


I'm not sure you can tell in the picture, but we are well stocked in the appliance department. Not pictured are our handy kitchenaid mixer and food processor. We do have a dining table but I'm too lazy to post a picture of that.

Our bedroom:



Yes, that is a batman coinbank. A few of Danny's friends from the past have made their way into our home. Not pictured are this transformer tape deck thing and a ninja looking GI Joe. haha. I don't know their proper names.

A lot of changes over the last few months. The biggest being I got married and am now living in LA.

WHAT?

I know. Chris is living in LA.

Whenever people ask me how I like LA, I just tell them, 'It's alright.' And they always respond with, 'oh, you'll love it here.' I never bother to attempt a more cheerful response, even when Danny is around. It's ok, he understands. My heart is in San Francisco.

I have to be honest, though. I do enjoy being able to meet up with my friends and my brother/sister more often. I do enjoy living in the same city as Danny.

What I don't enjoy? Traffic. I thought Muni was bad... but given the choice between Muni and sitting in traffic, can I just stick a fork in my eye? Last week I was driving and apparently a car thought I was going too slow. So it just followed me on my tail flashing its high beam at me. The thing is... both lanes on either side of me were wide open. Jerk.

There are many differences between the two cities and I'll try not to be too biased against socal. But no guarantees. I'm sure some of them will make their way up to this blog, if I can keep up with it.

Next entry will hopefully be an update of our humble little apartment.

With only 16 days to go til the wedding, my time in San Francisco is quickly coming to a close. I'll be keeping my job, but working out of the Southern California office. My coworkers threw me a shower at work the same day my manager announced the news.



16 days!

75 days!

100 days to go!

And the countdown is on.

I hope it's not a sign of things to come...

But my own 'save the date' email went straight to my spam box.




How sad.

The car is getting fixed!!!

We were all ready to go ahead with pursuing small claims. We even had a lawyer (not D) who was going to help us with the case. But no need anymore.

WOOO HOOOOO!!!

Amazing...

 

I sent Danny a link today that I found amusing. More to get a sense of what he thought about our (future) kids watching Star Wars, especially since I know he enjoys it.

Read here

Before even reading the entry and just based on the title, Danny replied, "while the mom is pregnant."

haha.

I've been asked more than once whether or not Danny is being helpful with the wedding planning. I'll have to say he's more than helpful. Here are just a few things he's been working on.

(still a work in progress so check back regularly):

Here

and

Here

This car situation is not resolved. Basically the insurance has been holding off on settling the claim because they've been waiting for a police report. Today we come to find out there is no police report. So they have to stand by what their insured claims (that they did not hit my car).

My option now is to write a nice/threatening letter and if they don't respond to that, take them to small claims court.

ANNOYING.

One epiphany during this whole mess. It's nice to be marrying a lawyer.

Oh, I haven't mentioned I'm getting married? I'll write more about that later.

:)

I got into a minor car accident (in my sister's car) when I was in LA 2 weekends ago. This lady clipped the right back side of my car before completely rear-ending this other car in her lane. It was such a hassle exchanging information and waiting for the police. Even more frustrating because the people involved only spoke Spanish. Luckily the cop was able to communicate with them.

Anyway, 2 weeks later, things aren't progressing with the claim I filed. Come to find out, the lady is CONTESTING my claim. She says that I wasn't in her lane so she wasn't the one that hit me.

Apparently it's not a good thing to kick old people. Normally, I would never dare. But I would really really like to make an exception to that rule right now.

Ugh.

The weather in San Francisco has been gorgeous these days...