The Cycle of Worries vs Counting Your Blessings

Incidentally, after Sunday Service on Being Happy -- Enjoying Life, a close friend of mine and myself embarked on an email conversation on how life is full of worries. (No, this friend did not attend the same service as me)

We joked on Sunday that service was similar to a motivation talk and pastor did laughed about it. Then, he went on to show examples of Jesus's mundane life. As such - we always think that divine beings have more exciting life... but, after re-looking at what pastor pointed out - true enough - life can be borrrring even if you're God. Tee-hee-hee.

Anyway, this fren of mine, lets call her J - was talking about the various problems that one can worry about. For starters, it'll be the GST hike to 7% in the next budget. Subsequently, we went into how expensive things are going for these days.

The conversation went about discussing on why there are so many things to worry about - and it is NATURAL to live a life full of worries. Its a vicious cycle that one gets all worried and depressed about the following :

- the future : What the future might hold ? No money? No love ?
- the past : Past ghost catching up on you
- the present : Worrying about immediate problems

So, be it current problems, past problems or potential problems - they are suppose to bother us, and its natural that we get bothered by them.

Honestly, guys, why are we overly indulging ourselves in past issues.. or worse, potential problems. So, not only are we preoccupied with our current problems that we need to resolve, but we have to share our time-pie with previous problems that have occurred. Plus POTENTIAL problems?????

Doesn't sound very smart does it.

Its a thin line guys - Look at the rising 'sudden' deaths occuring around us - There seems on the rise of cardiac arrests to normal, young, healthy people. Before you go : "there, i told you - you better start worrying about dying young and better start being obsessed in being a health freak least I fall dead the next second. "

STOP.

My question to you is : Is it all worth it ? The time spend worrying about the future problems ? About worrying if I have to work till 65, when one just drops dead at 35? Was it worth spending time worrying about potential problems when we could have use the time to be happy and count our blessings

Of course, we are not talking about not planning here - the key word is "WORRY". I guess, sometimes we do see potential problems in the future to allow one to plan soundly. By all means, plan. I'm not saying that one shouldn't plan.

But, indulging in it and putting all your eggs in the basket labelled "future", having your entire life revolve around future at the expense of the NOW - you ough to think twice. If one starts spending 100 % of one's time worrying about tomorrow, when are you going to stop and 'smell the roses' and enjoy the now ?

Maybe, its time for us to stop -- and enjoy some time with our love ones - or, go out and spurlge on that lovely something that you've been meaning to get. (",)

Phui Phui gets ready for Primary 1

Phui Phui was at orientation camp yesterday -- and his peers, 1 malamute and 2 other huskies. Small class. (",) But, his playing very well with the 2 huskies. The malamute was out of bounds as both Phui boy and him are territorial creatures. So, a big no-no.

Most part of the orientation, Phui was having fun either strutting his stuff (because he thinks his the most adorable creature there), or, playing with Chase, the female husky. Finally, Phui has found a friend. YIPEE! They play extremely well, and I'm really proud of him. Was getting really worried that his going to be a really lonely dog. Now that his murdered his only "playmate" - the snowman and his squeaky.

We've gone on a shopping spree yesterday to get him some toys, but, alas, there was none found. Phui will have to make do with the toy maltese that we bought him. *evil laughter* -- it looks exactly like a small maltese - actually, its a Yorkshire Terrier. "P The mascot of doggie wet food sold in a pack. That was PD's idea... and he keeps callling that dog - Gin Gin (My mum's maltese - not too sure why PD hates Ginny. Its probably the fact that she bite him once. But then again, that little maltese bites EVERYONE... so... YES.. she's a pampered little brat that my mother has made her to be. But, we still do love her heaps)

Hello puppies... i'm Ginny - RUN FORFEST... RUN. I BITE! MUHAHAHAH!

If Phui Phui's Daddy retires

We were discussing about the possibility of Pd having an early retirment. It would be nice to have someone around the house to look after Phui Phui, to play with him and watch over him.

But then again, we realise that its only what WE think he'll think.

Phui may jolly well hate that idea. He'll probably go -- DAMBQ

I will have to under the same roof as daddy for a full 24-hours a day! That means, no more naughty activities... And, no more bullying of mah-mah (which means grandmother) when both daddy and mummy are at work.

ARGH! I wouldn't be left alone at peace to chew on the door mat, the cane chair.... and all other goodies I can sink my teeth on.

I can't party in peace, running around the house, dragging daddy's bermudas around the living room and have a ball with MY imaginary frens. I can't "manupilate" mah mah to give me yummy treats and chase her around the house anymore.

Daddy will be breathing down my neck! He'll chase me! and beat me! YIKES !!!! Horror of Horrors...

Nooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo
Daddy, please-please-please-please-please go to work. I'll be a very very very good boy when
I'm left alone. And, I'm already a big boy now, I can take care of myself.. *try-to-look-convincing-with-his-paws-in-front-crumpled-ears-to-go-along-with-the-convincing-look*

Please-please-please-pretty-please....


Poor Phui boy for the sake of his doggie sanity, I hope it that doesn't materialise anytime soon

Battle between Phui Boy and Daddy

The battle begin.

Lets just put it that Momoo, aka, Phui Phui's Daddy(Pd), loved his new piece of furniture, courtesy of his wonder, fabulous and absoluately generous partner.... *drum roll* ME ! (",)

However, Pd isn't the only one who took interest and favour in the new addition. Phui boy immediately fell in love with it the minute he saw it walk through the door of his 'castle'.

He inspected it, sniff at it and tried tearing the cupboard protecting the new piece. Once the wrapper was off, he begged to get up onto the chair. Day 1 with favourite chair went on fantastically.

Whoopie!!! I looooove me chair !!!

Phui Phui was happy. He enjoyed resting, sleeping on his new comfy chair. Much to Pd's disgust. With little Phui on it, he wasn't able to enjoy plonging himself into the chair, which was HIS present from Phui Phui's mummy (Pm) ....

The animosity builds on

Day 2 :

Spies found that Phui has been bitting the cane chair!!!! Pd came back, furious. What was worse was that the unsuspecting Phui boy got onto the chair and started his routin "inspection" with his small, but razor sharp teeth. Chomp! Chomp! Chomp!

Pd went easy on Phui Phui for a start, but when Phui decided that this was one situation that he wants to have his way with - he continued on to challenge his dad. Daddy got into a fit -- and Phui boy got a hard smack on his rumf and a stern warning.

The rebellious teen decided that since he got off yet again that easily, he decided to try his luck again. This time, he chomp the chair with his full grown back molarS! Mind-oh mind. That was it - it was "imprisonment" for little phui. He was put behind bars and ignore for a good 1/2 hour, of course, with a good smack.... .

While all this was going on, I felt guilty - for buying the cane chair in the first place. Sigh.

I couldn't intervene too, because, Phui boy was being mishevious and destructive. Someone had to put that deliquent teenager in his place. So, there's little phui, being punished for being naughty.

The new addition

Hello all - its been a good day of cruising along in work. Coupled with pleasant phone conversations and emails throughout the day with members. Goodie. Goodie.

Things are so much quieter now since Christmas is around the corner.

Mmmmm... christmas, my favourite time of the year. Somehow, Christmas has a magical feel in the whole festivity. I looooove Christmas. I don't usually get alot of presents, but that's not really what I'm excited about. The whole mood of Christmas really gets me all in the mood of festivities... and fairy-tale nice-ness.

Strangely, this year has past by extremely rapid. I wonder why. Is this because age is catching on ?? I didn't use to remember my teenage school years had time zip by that fast. I still remember we were counting down the days painfully to school holidays, or, to our final year... or to graduation. It seem awfully long. But now, time just seems to vanish. I reckon its an age thing.

Just got my new piece of furniture 'ship' from Barang-Barang back home. Whoopie! Can't wait to see it. Hmmm.. should it go to the living room, or our near to empty Master Bedroom.

It'll make a good furniture for little phui too. (",) - provided he doesnt' take fancy to tearing the rattan or the throw pillows... or the white cushions... or anything he can sink those pearly whites into...

A Change of Heart

Was seriously contemplating if I should change my blogskin - again. Pretty sick of that green shade. I've been trying to do something fancy, but just never really got round to doing that. Its shameful that my profession revolves around computers, networks and ecommerce. HA! But honestly, I'm not about to wind up at home, back in front of a pc, doing up my blog skin - especially after 8 hours of work. True, i don't do web programming now --- but stilll......

Anyway, enough of winching...

Had a girlfren over for a quiet dinner and some catch up during the weekends. And I had a great time. We were reminsancing about our younger partying days. We gossiped about the people we met back then - and what a slim ball they were. It was hilarious. We talked about people that we haven't met in years on end .... Goodness! Where were all these people now -- probably happy and settled with babies and a family. Having better off enjoying quiet time at home with family and kids, to the wild party days of chain smoking and drowning in potent liquor.

We've gone along way together - girlfren and I - We met each other through a mutual friend of ours, and we've been friends since. Man! That was more then 5 years ago ? Close to 8 years I suppose. How time flies!

It was great time having girlfren over. :) And, my little phui phui simply adore her! He was extremely fascinated by her toes! Throughout the night, he was trying to sneak up to her to chew her lovely digits. That little rascal!

Shame ! Shame! Phui Phui!

Some pictures , girlfriend took of him.

Puppy Look

Helo all - I have got all the pictures of my little precious boy loaded into my system. FINALLY! Whew!

DAY ONE - where we got little Pui Pui : his sooooooooo tiny! notice the little marks on his cheek. Those are fungus. poor boy, he got that from the pet shop. Also, that mark on his snot - he bore that during a fight with his brother, Patch. Naughty!

Hahaha.... (below pic) his looking really skittish - his got 3 dogs surrounding him (2 lovely ms and 1 very grumpy goldie and 4 adults) Tee-he-hee...

As the days go by, Pui-boy's more comfortable... here's a picture of him and his snowman toy that he loves.

Hee.. notice anything different in his snowman below ?

Ok. One more try --- a close up --- spot any difference ?

Tell me if you can spot the difference.... .Ha Ha Ha..

There's a lot more of his puppy photos - his still very much a puppy, but his got a more mature look now. Notice the super-puppy look in the above pics - and the recent ones doesn't show that much babyish anymore. (",) My little boy is growing up!!!!

see the little whiskers ? Hehehe... his a cute little boy - but his ears are a tad too big for him, don't you think ? :P

The Moment of Truth about Frustration

hello all! Strangely, the frustration that i had weeks ago has dissolved. The exasperation that I felt having week in and week out rotting at home on the pretext that Phui boy cannot be left alone was was slowly eating into my bones. A little at a time. Well, and thank goodness, it sort of stopped. For now. Hopefully for good.

I haven't been out shopping at all for a really long time. Even the thought of having a simple meal at a nice, quiet restaurant seems far fetched. Gone were the days where we can go catch a movie whenever we want to, or, to just simply head down town to meet up with friends for a coffee or two. Or, to decide that we should join our friends for some partying.

There just wasn't any activity anymore. Well, at least, no more fun activities - the only ones involved purely chores - cleaning the house, throwing out tonnes of newspaper that were soaked-in by pee and poop. More cleaning of the house. Cooking. Laundry. Cleaning of the house - again. Even with so much cleaning, it seems that there's still so much mess lying around. So much things to be put back in place.

Thankfully (or maybe not) we still do watch DVDs at home. Movie weekend. That will mean enjoyment of the show intermittently. We'll have many pauses during the course of just 1 movie. We just have to pause each time phui was up to some mischief or momoo was too lazy to get up to make his own tea. Either that, or let the show run and I will have to be about, being the slave of the 2. Literally.

I was very very upset. Well. Was.

I guess I was overworked -- from work from office, and more work from home. Honestly, i never seem to be able to fully rest till 10 in the evening. And by then, I will be dead tired. And, the whole routine starts all over again tomorrow. Sad isn't it. Strangely, married life can be really sad in that way. So, all you singles out there - savour the moment of dating/single-hood.

I don't hold it against phui boy or momoo for causing my life to fall into such a sorry-state. But, I couldn't help feeling frustrated and easily irritable at the "plight" we were in. I fell terribly sick with the last couple weeks - in fact, since I've moved into our new place. In the midst of it, I probably have lost all my precious kilograms in mass that I had worked so hard for previously(argh! my precious mass !)

In the end, i blew up at momoo - and oh boy! Am I glad I just rant at him on all my frustration last week. No more cooking during weekday. No more tea making/serving. And, he has to learn to fix up milo and ribena for me!!! HMF - I don't care anymore.

His mind must have went... "oppss.. think I've hit her ceiling". Its strange, that although he knows he can't exactly wallow in the mud when he gets home because both of us work and he couldn't, possibly let me play house all on my own. But he just refuse to do anything! well, to be fair, he does clean up the entire house - mop + vacum every saturday. But strangely, even if he does that every week, it seems that I have so many other chores that is left undone! And, without fail, I can't really sit in front of the tv and do NOTHING till 10. Strange!

But thankfully, now that I have winch about my 'pathetic' lifestyle that I so hate to Momoo, things are soooooo much better.

True. Married life is a wonder - there is someone you can rely on(not that you need one) - you have someone to witness your happines/joy, someone to share the little thrills that both of you go through. Not to mention to wake up to the one you love and say good night to. Of course, despite all that horrible complaints I have about life being pathetic and sad, I am glad that Momoo and I are married, and happy. Its a feeling that I can't describe. It makes me happy just to know that at the end of the day, I will get to see Momoo and Phui boy. To hug them and talk to them.

Given a choice, I wouldn't make another choice. I am happy in this one - despite all complaints I have about those little winches.