Coming to you live from Seoul…..It’s Saturday night. Liam is in the kitchen making Thai Green Chicken Curry for supper and Gina is next door having a nap. We’ve just returned from a jaunt down the bustling and colourful market street in our search for fresh produce and a can opener. (I’m told it’s for the baby corn).

Yum, I just got to smell a fresh lime leaf that’s about to go in the mix, and the smell of the long grain rice has already made the apartment smell cozy and warm. Later, after we all eat, we’re going to crack open the cans of Strongbow that Liam brought back from the UK (mmmmmmmmmmmmmmm) and do Rock-Scissors-Paper to decide if we’ll watch Indiana Jones, or Twin Towers. It’s going to be a quiet evening, since we’re all suffering from different ailments – mostly of the Cold&Sinus variety.

Afterwards, we might do some shopping in the super night-market (it closes around 3am , if it gets around to it.) I’m in search of some ‘professional’ clothes, and purple hair.

Okay, the smells coming from the kitchen are too good to resist. I’m going to go find out how he’s doing it.

So what on earth do you tell your cellmates when they ask you what you’re doing time for……

HOUSTON (Reuters) – A Texas woman was sentenced to 10 years in jail for running over the manager of a McDonald’s with her car because she wanted mayonnaise on her cheeseburger.

So here’s what’s really happening in my world….

As some of you may know, I’ve accepted a job offer from a University in a nearby city. I’m excited about it, and am getting mentally prepared to make the shift from being a kindergarden teacher to a University Instructor within the next 3 months.

Here’s the problem…my current employers don’t want me to leave. (To the point of calling another university that offered me a job, and ‘requesting’ that they don’t hire me!!!!) My contract is finished at the end of February, but even though I’ve tried to tell them 3 times that I’m leaving when my contract is finished, they don’t believe me!! They keep asking me to “think about it some more”. I seriously don’t know how to tell them that I’m really really going. So things are kind of touch-and-go to say the least.

But, on the bright side, I do have the memory of that Chicken sandwich , and all those socks to cheer me up.