i guess i am yellow...

ok, so this morning i woke up in a cold sweat and immediately start relaying the most unusual dream to d...who by the way is staring at me with this utterly confused look on his face. imagine being woken up without a minute to even gather your thoughts and your wife is already talking to you as though you've been up for at least half an hour.

as many of you know, i am a twinkie through and through (yellow on the outside, but white on the inside). i have never professed this or made it my mantra, but i have heard the expression "baby, you're whiter than me" from my caucasian husband on various occasions. maybe it's my stellar *ehem not* dancing skills, or my inability to clap on beat, but this dream i had proved that lisa hoover is in fact a part of her korean brethren ever more so than she ever thought.

so d and i are driving around in our pimped out hyundai, heading towards the korean grocery store with a craving for kalbi (beef short ribs marinated in this special korean sauce). as we're drawing near, we see a glorious mountain made out of...yes, you guessed it, marinated korean short ribs! we're so incredibly excited, we decide to drive up the mountain, only to be dismayed by the fact that the hyundai will only get two tires on before slipping back down to the street. we're bummed, so we contact my korean friend esther to give us advice on how we can reach the top of this decadent mountain. she says that we need to go out and buy a nissan armada as she did when she had the same woes. so after telling her that the armada is just too much car for us, we all decide upon a nissan pathfinder.

so what have we all learned today?
lisa had a dream that she drove a korean car with her honorary korean husband, up a mountain of korean short ribs and got the advice of a korean friend on what type of vehicle to buy to remedy the situation.