My baby graduated 8th grade!! It’s so crazy how quickly time has flown by. Though I can’t say I remember his infant years because it was so long ago or even how my birthing process was… I still see him as my little baby. The funny thing about watching him grow up is to see him transform physically and mentally. He’s the best thing that’s happened in my life and I’m so proud.
We had to recreate Vegas for our friend GT so we rented out a space and threw him the best Vegas like birthday. Though it did not include any champagne.
We got a taco lady, full bar (no bartenders, but it worked out really well), ramen bar, photo booth, some decorations, DJ and dessert station.
I ordered a beverage dispenser that we filled with alcohol and it ended up being a better option than hiring staff. I got a photo printed cake from Ralphs which was the best tasting cake I’ve ever had. It was a marble cake with whipped frosting, bananas and strawberry filling. Everything turned out super well, GT got caked in the face and I didn’t get a photo with the birthday boy.
Usually that’s what happens when I’m having too much fun. I forget about taking photos and posting on social media.
It’s crazy to think that life was so different…20, 15, 10, 5, 1 year ago.
My tagline for my blog… “riches to rags and dealing with it” was my way of handling the downward spiral of my life… fiscally. As for my morale and overall happiness, it has definitely been an upward bound. Never in a million years did I think that I’d be able to be in a situation where I was able to pay for my own luxury car. The two slips below are the BMWs that were leased under my name. Granted I was with an exer and the car was initially for him, my mom ended up covering the payments when they car came back to me. This is a funny sidenote… I remember that loser tried to claim that it was “his” car but covering the rest of the name minus the B to prove it. First of all, without credit in this country, you are nothing.
My situation right now isn’t ideal. I’m still working, however I am able to take accountability in the monetary choices I make. I think hard before a purchase. If my cart starts off at $2,000, by the time I actually purchase something, it has dwindled down to one item or nothing at all.
I’m completely transparent with Bear because he’s been the one really assisting me in keeping me accountable. If I don’t money, I don’t have money. I need to budget and allocate accordingly.
Took my mom and Tyler to The Broad museum for a day out. My mom’s bday is on the 20th and since she had plans to celebrate it with her friends, we decided to celebrate a week earlier. And also because I’ll be in Vegas. 😛
They enjoyed the museum and all the cool installations. As for Bear and I, we had visited initially in December of 2015. For the art to be mostly the same, we didn’t really enjoy it the second time around. Well, maybe the Infinity Room. That’s always a treat.
If you know me, you know I had a close friend named Joanna who had a sister named Grace. Joanna was referenced as JO in my older posts.
This throwback Thursday post is about my past friendship with her.
The photo below is the last time I hung out with the two of them. Our friendship dissipated right after my first Paris trip.
What prompted this post was my recent encounter with her.
DJ Mike K who happens to be an 오빠 (older brother) to me is married to a really good friend, Jeannie.
I’ve followed him to Vegas the past year playing the role of his “road manager”. His best friend SY another 오빠 of mine has a golf friend who happens to also golf with JO’s husband. I was tagging along on another Vegas trip before Christmas (12/22-12/24) with SYx2 (him and his wife, my friend, have the same initials) DJ Mike K and Jeannie. SY shared with us that his golf friends and their wives would be in town too. We figured out that it was JO and her husband. I found out weeks before and even though I was informed that we wouldn’t be hanging out at the same table, they’d be at the club. I was reluctant to see her but at the same time eager to see how she was doing. It had been a while since we’ve spoken or hung out. Not that I thought we’d get shitfaced all night like we used to but fond old memories of us hanging out resurfaced.
Few days earlier, Jeannie and I were discussing about the logistics. We’d be at the DJ booth for DJ Mike K and the other couples would get their own table. At this point I knew JO knew of my attendance.
2nd night into my Vegas trip, here we were… waiting in front of Jewel nightclub, two days before Christmas… timing had it so we all ended up meeting in front of the club. That was not planned. Jeannie and JO had met once through me. They were FB friends and followed each other on IG. Jeannie knew of our history and so did SYx2. When JO and her group approached, I noticed she beelined to Jeannie and starting talking up a storm. Her first encounter was Jeannie and I noticed she adamantly stuck with her to avoid any contact with me.
Now, I’m not the one to avoid or ignore. I wanted to say hi, knew it would be awkward but was hopeful for our reunion. She was still talking to Jeannie as if they were long lost sisters. I said hi to the golf couple, and JO’s husband which all three were friendly and pleasant. I walked over to JO as she was still chatting Jeannie and laid my fingertips at her arm to get her attention. We awkwardly hugged and I said hi, she said “you look cute as always” and I turned to say hi to the 3rd girl they were with just realizing it was Grace.
Now, I get it. As sisters you have the sister’s back. However Grace’s attitude was uncalled for. I was surprised to see her cause I had no idea she’d be there and to see her there, I was excited so I said hi and went in for a hug. Mid way through I realized she didn’t feel the same way so stopped my arms from embracing her and walked away. She literally just stood there, didn’t open up to me, arms by her side. Now imagine this. Someone has their arms around you about to hug you, not being in contact with you yet… and you just stand their as if you’re blind to them. This is why I stopped. Almost like someone pushed rewind. Lol
I walked away and that was that. We walked into the club and they were placed away from the DJ booth. I did my usual dancing and drinking and tried not to think about the encounter.
I was a bit saddened by her behavior. Not Grace but JO’s. I was hoping we could smalltalk a bit. “How are you? What have you been up to?” I was actually disappointed that she didn’t engage in the way I wanted to.
Our friendship just ended, there wasn’t any hard feelings. Something happened, trust was lost and it just wasn’t the same again. So it was hard for me to comprehend her awkwardness and withdrawal. It sucked knowing that I was the only bigger person in this situation. I wished that that wasn’t the case.
In the middle of the club, I used the gen pop bathroom because the security guard that usually opens the VIP bathroom was nowhere in sight.
The club was empty and when I walked out of the stall, Grace was walking in past me. We were the only ones in the bathroom. Not even the attendant was in sight. We met eye contact, I smiled, she kept walking without acknowledging. I almost turned around and asked, “what’s your problem?” But I didn’t. I kept walking and decided to just send her a text.
“Learn to smile.” That’s all I wrote. I don’t even know when our last texts to each other was since I had reset my phone months back and couldn’t save my texts.
I didn’t receive a text back. I didn’t even know if it was still her number until a couple of days ago. Apparently she was PO’d from the text and they talked shit about me when they got back to the room after the club. From what I heard.
I can just imagine Grace now after getting back to the table from the bathroom, “omg wtf look what Violet texted!!!”
DJ Mike K’s set ended at 2:30 so we were out before the club ended and that’s how this story ends.
Since I’ve been married my Christmases have been much different. We do the whole American way… we’ll I think it’s the American way because I’ve never done it thia way before.
My Korean American upbringing during Christmas was much different. My parents would always throw a huge party at our house and while the adults karaoke’d all night, the kids were off playing. We didn’t really exchange Christmas gifts. My parents bought gifts, wrapped it and put it under the tree for church people, friends, service people, and others. As for me (I am the only child), my mom would ask what I want and we’d go to the mall or wherever the item was being sold. This was basically my entire life. Being the only child, I never appreciated Christmas because I got what I wanted most of the time. Of course times have changed and I look forward to getting gifts during Christmas, especially since Bear has a huge family.
Lucky me, I got in early where one (or two) Christmas(es) I got a gift from each of the sibling and parent. It was a lot. Now we do Secret Santa, limit of $100 and we exchange it Christmas morning.
The only thing I hate about this new tradition is that I HATE opening gifts in front of people. Whether it be birthday, random, valentine, anniversary, Christmas… I hate it. I don’t like it when people watch me open it because they are going to see my reaction. What if I have the look of dissatisfaction? I’d be mortified! Being an only child, you’d think I’d like the attention on me but I kind of get a little weirded out.
Tomorrow morning we’re woken up and we all come down the stairs while the dad takes photos. I get shy but all of it’s really cute because it reminds me of how I look at Tyler, still a little child. Obvi, he is more than we are but parents will always be parents and we’re still children.
I hope all of you have an extraordinary holiday with loved ones!
Tyler is not with us this year again but he will be next year!
I always wondered about Matsuhisa and the quality of the food for a very long time. So when Melissa wanted sushi and when Matsuhisa was picked, I had no qualms about it!
Our “Babes Who Dine” social group makes up of six of us. Each birthday, we celebrate over dinner and drinks, sometimes more, sometimes not. We all met through The Agency, some having a longer relationship than others.
Dinner was always great because the company was ace. However, the food was whatever. I was a bit disappointed in the overall experience in the cuisine area however, I did enjoy the authenticity of the establishment and intimacy of the venue.
I did notice a private room, sushi bar seating, probably omakase in the back which was inconspicuous that I’d like to experience. 🙂
Happiest birthday to you Melissa and until next year!