Wiped out

Today was Mia's birthday and my dad spent the day celebrating. Looks like "pin the mouth on the skeleton" wiped daddy Oh out!!

Bad Food

I have yet to watch a Food Network show and witness the cook say their dish tastes bad when they try it at the end. No matter the show, whether they are out trying a restaurant's signature dish or in their studio kitchen whipping up a common dinner, it's always the same: closed eyes, a couple shakes of the head looking toward heaven, and then just total bliss and amazement at how delicious their mashed potatoes taste.

Each time, I just wish that if, in fact, the dish tasted bad, they would say it like it is and express their, well, distaste. Tell me the dish tastes terrible! Please! Especially when they are on the road. I just know that not everything can taste faintingly amazing despite the way they react. That's all. Just some honesty from the food folks is all I'm asking for. Or at least a new reaction to what seems to always be the best thing they ever tasted.

Mom's Concert

I think that throughout my mom's life, no matter what her situation has been, through the hardest times and the happiest times, the one thing in her life (before Kimball and Mia came along) that has always brought her true joy, has been to sing in front of a crowd.

Every year, she continues to have that opportunity with an organization that she started 31 years ago. The Seattle Washington Korean Music Association performs twice a year at Meany Hall on the University of Washington campus. They put on their performance free of charge and made possible by continuing contributions from members in the Korean community. They have become an institution in the Korean community as they are the only organization that can gather true musical talent into one place and sing for Koreans, songs of the land of the morning calm and remind them of home. One of my favorite parts of the night, is their traditional conclusion in which all of the singers line the stage hand-in-hand and together with the audience, sing the Korean national anthem. It's always such a powerful moment.

For the first time in a long, all of the Oh's were there for the concert.






And of course my mom was amazing. They could have benefited from a little more of a sound check as the orchestra is quite loud, but my mom still sounded amazing. Not to forget she's 70 years old.

Summer's over. The kids are back in school. And you know what that means...

I heard a radio story this morning that started out like this:

Radio announcer: "Summer's over. The kids are back in school. And you know what that means...head lice."

Really? Is that really how those two situations equate?

End of summer + back to school = rampant head lice

C'mon radio announcer, you can't think of a better intro? And why so morbid? I can think of a hundred better outcomes to summer ending and school starting. How about:

- new clothes
- seeing friends again
- new beginnings
- time for parents to work on projects
- wearing snuggly socks again

I mean there are so many possibilities that have nothing to do with head lice, yet, that was the ultimate demise of the story intro. Even a simple, "New news on head lice is changing the way schools are handling the problem" or something like that would be so much more in line with the topic at hand.

I just think there was a better way to begin this story. I came up with some ideas and I think that there are so many more. YOU finish this statement for me:

"Summer's over. The kids are back in school. And you know what that means..."