The dish caused quite a stir and even managed to make its way to national news outlets. Those who tried the dish found it quite tasty; however, the general public found the mere idea of healthy adults consuming human breast milk disturbing.

As an avid Friends fan, I couldn't help but be reminded of the episode where Ross, Chandler, and Rachel freak out upon witnessing Phoebe and Joey try Carol's breast milk.

I think that once I start breastfeeding my children, I wouldn't mind trying a bit just to see what it tasted like. I asked J if he would try my breast milk, and he said, "Sure, why not?"

That being said, I can't imagine trying someone else's breast milk.

Are you comfortable with the idea of dishes made of human breast milk? Would you ever try a family member or a friend's breast milk?

(And if you've tasted breast milk, does it really taste like cantaloupe, as Susan and Joey state?)

"Do you know how to change a diaper?" I asked J.

"No."

"Why don't you practice on this teddy bear? Or the dog?"

He looked at me like I was crazy.

Can you guess where I got the idea from? If you guessed the promo clip for tonight's The Office one-hour special event, you're correct!

I am so, so excited to see Jim & Pam's baby. When I first became pregnant last August, one of the first things that popped into my head was, "Ooh, I'm gonna be pregnant at the same time as Pam!" I was devastated when I lost my baby, but continued to cheer on the Halpert baby. And now that I'm pregnant again, I'm extra psyched and extra excited for my favorite TV couple.

Is anyone else looking forward to tonight's The Office?

"Hold on, I'm almost done with my stuff. Why don't you use my laptop instead?"

"It's ok, J's laptop is right here; I'll just use this one."

"Ermm...I don't know the password to unlock his computer."

"Really?"

Obviously my sister thought it weird that I didn't know my own husband's computer password.

J and I have always been like this. We do not know each other's passwords, PINs, social security numbers, account numbers, etc. We do not have a joint bank account. Heck...we don't even open each others' mail!

I had a slight problem with this in the earlier stages of our relationship, but it no longer bothers me. We have nothing to hide from each other, and if one person ever needs the other's information, we just simply ask (and forget).

In an old episode of HIMYM, Marshall and Lily create "death folders" for each other in case one of them dies unexpectedly. Each death folder contains all important account information, passwords, PINs, and instructions. J and I will be making death folders as well, but we have yet to do so out of sheer laziness (we will soon — I promise!).

If you are in a committed relationship, have you created a death folder for your significant other? Or do you just openly share passwords, etc with each other?

Do you think it's weird — as my sister does — that a husband and wife do not openly share this important information with each other?

Do colleges really set a higher standard for Asian Americans? If this is true, as the article implies, the same must hold true for places of employment, no?

When I applied for colleges, or whenever I applied for jobs, I always happily volunteered my ethnicity on application forms. After all, my last name is nothing but Asian. But at the same time, I knew that being Asian gave me a slight disadvantage.

(Going slightly off tangent, I have always envied my Filipino-American friends for their Hispanic-sounding surnames. You can't deny that they are more likely to be offered an interview because the college/company would like more diversity in their communities.)

Berate me all you want, but I have never been a fan of affirmative action for this reason (ETA: to be more specific, afirmation action based on race.). I strongly believe that people should be accepted to colleges and be offered jobs based on merit, not ethnicity.

Previous generations of Asian Americans have given up so much so that their kids (and grandchildren, great-grandchildren, etc) can have the same opportunities as the Caucasians of this country. I know Asians have come a long way in America, but what is the point if we are considered "model minorities" who are held to a higher standard solely based on our race?

It sucks that my kids will have to earn better grades than their white friends just to be accepted to the same schools. Or that I, as well as my many intelligent, creative, and outstanding Asian-American peers have been subjected to this reverse discrimination all our lives.

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Our first grooming experience was the stuff of legends. Fur flying everywhere. Sneeze attacks from the fine fur that refused to settle to the ground. J shouting "Be careful!" every time I got within an inch of Comang's manhood. Then...a blackout.

Yes, our neighborhood experienced a power outage midway through our first grooming session. What timing! Trying to locate a flashlight in the pitch black dark is never fun. Try doing that in the midst of a crazed dog grooming session. Needless to say, Comang got loose in the dark and we found his fur in every conceivable corner of the apartment for the next few months.

It was a sign. We called it a loss and decided to have Comang professionally groomed from then on.

Luckily, there is a fantastic dog groomer (they call themselves a "pet spa") just two blocks from our house. I love them, because not only do they have a top-notch groomer, they are a local business and I am always apt to support "the little guys" over the likes of Petsmart.

Comang loves it there too. He's quite girly and loves to be pampered, petted, and be made pretty. Everyone fawns over him at this groomer and they constantly tell me that he's one of the best-behaved dogs on their clientele list.

Since our monthly grooming session was today, I decided to take some "before" and "after" pictures...

Before. When it is time for a haircut, Comang tends to resemble an old drunk. Here he has some horrific bedhair from the nap I interrupted.

After. For about a week following his haircut, J and I call our dog "Pip." Pip the British schoolboy. Doesn't he look like a Pip, all prim and proper?

All he's missing are a waistcoat, a hat, and a walking stick!

Not surprisingly, this makes naming our children quite difficult as he is one of the most natural connectors I've ever known.

Luckily we were able to settle on two names (one boy, one girl) quite early in the baby-planning process. So when people asked if we have any potential names, I happily obliged...

...and experienced the wrath of my husband.

I know that many couples choose to keep the names of their unborn children a secret for various reasons. Some may want to leave it a surprise so that when the baby is born, a proper introduction can be made to the world. Others decide not to reveal the name lest someone will make a snide comment about the name (apparently, negative comments about the name are more likely to stay silent once a live, squirming baby is attached to it).

J wants to keep it a secret because he's scared that someone will steal it.

I personally think his reasoning is ridiculous — we would only reveal the name to friends and family, and what friend/family will steal a baby name? In addition, if we keep the names a secret, isn't it more likely that someone we know will use that name?

But he stands firm on this decision. He says that he's seen it happen before, and he does not want to go through the entire name-choosing process again.

Do you, or did you, have named picked out for your unborn children? What is your stance on the keeping-the-name-a-secret issue?

"Um...why not?"

"Because you're so petite."

"What does being short have to do with anything?"

"I always wanted to marry someone tall and lean, with long, graceful limbs so that our kids will have the same traits."

I took a cold hard look at him. He stood tall at 6'1" with the lean build and long limbs that he so desired in his partner. He was fairly attractive and had the physical attributes of what our modern world considers genetically gifted.

I then considered myself. I do not think I'm too attractive, but I wouldn't label myself an uggo either. However, I am flat-out short at 5'1". I have short arms and legs. And while I'm short, I'm also curvy. I am by no means "lean."

This guy and I got along well, made each other laugh, and the physical attraction was definitely there. I really thought I could see a future with him...until we had this conversation, that is.

Needless to day, the relationship did not progress much after this date. Who was I to deny this man [what he considers] genetic gifts he would like passed down to his children?

Soon, the guy faded into memory, stored in the deep corner of my brain labeled "assholes I've dated prior to meeting J." However, I was forced to revisit the file when yesterday, I read an article entitled "Kim Yu-na's Body Shape Sets Her Apart" in The Chosun Ilbo (one of Korea's most prominent newspapers).

The Korean media is known for tediously analyzing celebrities' physical attributes, even going as far as to whipping out measuring tapes mid-interview. This article is no exception; the Olympic gold medalist's body is placed on a pedestal for observation and admiration.

Kim's body proportion is often said to be the perfect golden ratio. The Chosun Ilbo has obtained her measurements from uniform maker INS 102, which measured Kim at a hotel in Seoul in December.

Standing 164 cm tall and weighing 47 kg [104 lbs], Kim's lower body from waist to the ankle bone measures 96 cm [38 in], almost double the length of her torso, which is 50 cm [20 in]. Fashion stylist Kim Seong-il said, "With normal people, if the ratio of the upper and the lower body is 4.5:5.5, we consider them long-legged. Because of her long legs, Kim's jumps look bigger and more elegant."

Her long and slender arms, which measure 68 cm [27 in], also help boost her expression grade. Dr Chung Jae-young at Jelim Plastic Surgery Clinic said, "Normally, the length of your arms stretched out matches your height. But for Kim, the length of both arms plus her shoulder width, which is 46cm [18 in], is almost 180 cm [71 in]. Her arms are very long." That makes small arm movements look softer and more fluid.

So essentially, Kim Yu-Na's body shape is ideal for being a figure skater. Her long legs give the illusion of higher and more elegant jumps. Her long arms help her movements look more graceful.

It goes by no surprise that the large majority of successful athletes were dealt the lucky hand in the gene pool — what is the percentage of NBA players who stand under 6'4" tall? Or NFL linebackers who weigh under 230 lbs? Genetics definitely go on to play significant roles in many athlete's lives, and Kim Yu-Na is no exception.

Upon further examination of the article, the line "overdevelopment of muscles in certain parts of the body such as upper arms or thighs can make movements look stiff" caught my eye. I have thick arms and legs, mostly due to the fact that when I work out, I tend to easily build muscle mass in my upper arms and thighs. Is this why I have never been considered graceful?

I am obviously not a professional athlete. But after pondering the conversation I had with the man above, as well as what the Chosun Ilbo article implies, I couldn't help but wonder what if. What if I had been tall (both my parents are short)? What if I had been given a leaner, longer body type? Would I have become more successful in my professional, athletic, and romantic life?

I can honestly say that I did not consciously choose to marry J based on his genes. However, the fact that he's attractive, fairly tall, and musically as well as athletically gifted did not hurt. I am certain that the same holds true for J. Whenever I get worried that our kids will have my short genes, he says, "Don't worry — just look at Ray Rice or Nate Robinson!"

How many of you are/were on the lookout for
good genes when choosing a partner?

Would you ever reject a potential partner due to that fact that he/she does not posess the genetic traits you would like passed down to your kids?

Here's a view of my street at 7am this morning. We are expecting several more inches.

Walking Comang was quite an adventure. I can't say that he enjoyed the experience, as whenever he took a pause he would inevitably sink into the foot-deep snow and require assistance.

I don't know about you, but I am sooooo ready for winter to be over. I am sick of putting on layers upon layers whenever I leave the house. I am sick of the dirty brown snow piled on the sidewalks. I am sick of having sore neck and shoulders at the end of the day (because I scrunch up my shoulders when I'm cold).

J and I haven't taken a single vacation together since our honeymoon two years ago. I'm hoping for a big tax refund so that we can at least have a weekend getaway before the baby arrives.

Via tiagovaz.org

Geek in Heels: Are you and mom going to watch the ladies' figure skating segments?

Father Geek: Of course! All Koreans will be watching and rooting for Kim Yu-Na.

Geek in Heels: Don't you feel a little bad for her? She has the weight of an entire country on her shoulders because South Korea has never had a skater go so far before. Nevermind the fact that her biggest competitor [Mao Asada] is a friend...the history of hostility between Korea and Japan puts even more pressure on the 19-year-old.

Father Geek: But that's what winning is about. And that's what will make it that much more special when she wins! Koreans thrive on pressure, overcoming the odds and winning. How else could such a little country be one of the world's most advanced nations?

I have never been interested in figure skating; nor have I followed Kim Yu-Na in the past. However, I made it a point to stay up late (well, later than usual) last night to watch the Ladies' Figure Skating Short Program.

I became nervous when I saw that Kim Yu-Na will be skating right after Mao Asada. I began biting my nails when I saw Mao Asada's beautiful performance which catapulted her to the top of the results.

Then Queen Yu-Na (as she is called in Korea) took the ice.

Her performance was breathtaking. It was spectacular.

Kim Yu-Na's score of 78.50 set the record-high for the current scoring system. The biggest surprise came when analysts commented that this was not her best performance, that she must be holding back in preparation for the long program!

I couldn't help but be proud of my fellow Korean. Who cares if the previous 3 favorites entering the Winter Olympics failed to win the gold medal in ladies’ figure skating? I just know that she will take the gold come Thursday night.