Some people ascribe to the old saying “my ears are burning” nor “are your ears burning?” when talk is somebody who was not present but is the topic of discussion. However it’s 9 o’clock hour in the Philippines right now, the late dinner hour for my parents. I know they are talking about me.

Some parts of Asia think that one sneezes when being talked about behind their back.

I’m sneezing… I woke up sneezing, I’m sneezed on my commute, and I continue to sneeze here at work.  I have a feeling that my parents are laughing it up… talking about me and shoving food in their mouth.  Yuk it up mom and dad, I know you’re proud of me but I took a Claratin and you’ve got to go to sleep sometime.

I’m getting around to reading my feeds, and I stumbled upon one that was slightly obscure post that totally got me… because it was about food.

Below, Alicia’s mom is telling her to eat noodles with red sauce (spaghetti) instead of noodles with black sauce (ZaZangMyun or Jajangmyeon [link]).  I assuming mom wanted her to have a red Valentines day… in the form of carbs.

http://mymomisafob.com/2009/02/13/parents-are-the-best/