Final Work Day of 2006

It wasn't a good start to the last day of work for year 2006. What a way to end the year - though, I sincerely hope that this sort of events do not carry on to the new year.

I'm having a major headache right now. That's the problem when I get angry or upset. I get a terrible headache where I have to lie down to rest and eventually sleep. Strangely, I can sleep for a very long time if something is bothering me. A girlfriend of mine once mention that I'm pretty fortunate to curb unhappiness in this fashion... blessed with sleep therapy. According to her, she says she and many others have sleep deficeit when it comes to dealing with problems. They simply can't fall asleep.

Well - you may label it as a fortune on my part. But, I rather not engage such therapy. Though, I feel really much better after sleeping. Damn! I should have taken that 1/2 day and head back home to rest. Instead, I have decided to toil in the office while the entire office is out.

I'm counting down to half past 5 so I can head off back home and rest my head.... and also my neck.

My dad once mention that fierce dogs could kill. Honestly dad, fierce man could kill too.

Christmas Holidays

The festive mood is weaning ... its pass boxing day. Time to gear up party hats and poopers - loud partying. Alot of hard liqour.

The silver, quiet charm Christmas is over. A usual quiet one. I always believe in spending my Christmas holidays with the people I love and care for. Last year, it was solely with PD. This year, I had dinner with my close girlfriends, followed up by a night cap and a movie. I miss doing such things with my friends, so, its the best way to celebrate Christmas eve.

The dinner was Indian Muslim food which was really fabulous - it was a treat from lil bomb's father. The mutton soup was simply lovely. If kangbeng soup is one of your favourites, you HAVE to try this one. But, not sure if they serve with bread though. Note to lil bomb - can you check with your father. (",)

Our quiet night ended watching our second movie at my home - Seeing Other People. That was definately the most twisted movie I've ever watched. But yet, behind that, it depicted the fundamental basics on sex and relationships. As much as we think that these could be a clear cut from one another, very often, it isn't. Seeing Other People cinematise the growing emotions, the confusion and the distance it created in two very happy couples. I thought it was a good movie. As compared to the much hyped up Zhang Yi Mou's Cursed of the Golden Flower. I'll rate this movie in another entry, just not in the mood to comment on movies at this point of time. :P

The Story behind Our New Rug

PD and I bought our home a little Christmas present since its the season of giving. (",) The present came in a the form of a rug. And most importantly, we got it for a real steal. Honestly, I am really proud of ourselves. From the CARPARK FULL episode to making the purchase.

PD and I decided to be sucidal and got into our heads that we need to go down to COURTs. That mega store.. Yes, the one in Tampines... and Yes, the one that will definately be an ocean full of people. As certain as daylight, the CARPARK FULL flashed in bold red to the long line of cars queueing to turn into the carpark.

PD and I were on the verge of giving up and heading to Tampines, perhaps, for a quickie. I was famished. I'm uncertain why i'm so very hungry that day despite having Bee Hoon for lunch. When we were on our way out, we saw a car parking at the jagged line road. We moved on. We didn't want to risk it.

We went about 50m and the jagged line was gone. We parked and convince ourselves that we will only be away for a short time. We headed to COURTs... our prize destination and was greeted with a huge crowd. But thankfully, no pushing and shoving. Honestly, I have to say that its alot better then mega sale in town. Its not too bad after all.

We went to the tv section intending to scout for a wireless entertainment system. At this point - please do not start pointing the finger ... the system at our home is dedicated AuDiophile. So, its not suitable for movies. There you go - that's justified enough for us to get our movie system... our wireless movie system.... mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm.......

Anyway, we went off empty handed because there wasn't any display of wireless systems. *sad*

We started making our way out because our car was 'sort-of' illegally parked. From the very large windows in the store, we peeped down. From where we were, we could see a long line of parked cars snaking from where we started. (",)

I looked at PD and say : WOW! Cannot believe we so smart hor! Strangely, i feel like i've cheated someone cleverly. No one in particular, but, I have a huge kick out of what we've done.

We were moving around checking out what the mall have to offer when i spotted a huge rug on display in one of the furnished square boxes. We've been looking for a rug for ages, but, it ranged from 800 bucks and above. We weren't willing to spend that much on a lousy piece of rug. On a system - definately, but not on a rug.

We were at the rug rack and went through them. Didn't really like any - but i did spotted a rack of rolled-up rugs on a Super Duper Discounted price. Thinking that its usually the hideous looking type - I casually walked over. No harm taking a look. To my surprise - they were pretty much what we were looking for. (",) Goodie! The colours were off though, PD went to check with the sales people, but they were none too helpful. The sales person just casually look at PD and waved his hand generically in a direction and said, its all there. Of course its all THERE! That's where all the rug racks are located you dumbo!!!! I was so near to walking over to that sales guy, smile my sweetest smile, look him in the eye, lift up my hands and PUT IT ROUND HIS NECK to strangle him. "YOU IDIOT! THINK WE BLIND IS IT???? OF COURSE ITS THERE!!!! WHICH ROW LAH -- CANNOT SHOW IS IT ???????"

But, of course, I didn't - I had a better way around. After hoovering around the rug racks to (1) cool off (2) try my luck, I decided to check with another sales person.

Spotted my target - a plump-y bespectacled guy. Goodie.

Me : Hello - i need help with these rugs - could you tell me which of these is that on display?
PLUMP-Y : hello. Sure, let me check
[looked around, walked to the discounted racks and flip the rows of rugs around]
[I went inside my head "WHOOPIE! discounted rack" ]
These are the ones
Me : Oh, only the red and weird coloured ones. Hmmmm.. maybe i should take the red. But, do
you have the same coloured ones in stock as the display ?
[turn to PD] do you think we should get the display? thought, it can be quite gross.
PLUMP-Y : was checking at the back.
Oh, here's one last one.
Me : Great! We'll take it.


Made my payment -- NO QUEUE even. YEAH! and speeded off to our cleverly parked car.

WHOOPIE! NEW RUG!

Phui Phui causing flood disaster

I got an sms coming in at around 2pm.

"Phui Phui has just plucked off the rubber hose of the washing machine, and the water has flowed out and covered the entire kitchen. I'm cleaning up now"

That's a message from my mummy - aka - phui phui's mah-mah and care giver.

I had reports the whole morning on his mischief.

1) He bit off the tip of his toy in the shape of keys - my mum has taken it away from him for fear that he might bite off more chunks and make a feast of it. He whined.

2) He bit off a large chunk of his yellow squeaky ball. 1 down - 2 more to go. That again, have to be removed from him

3) Curtain catching. With most of his toys confiscated, he made do with playing with the living room curtains. He duck his head below and allowed the cloth to swipe by from his coconut head all the way to his tail.

4) Flooding playground.

Reported his last activity to PD - also known as the police dept that governs phui phui's naughty behaviour. Rules with an iron fist. [at this point, i better do justice to the justice fist, else, I will have subtle complains and brought to the supreme court for defirmation.]

Justification for Justice Fist : without any government over phui phui, that little white thing will go crazy, drinking from cups, toilet bowls, rob food from people, make a habit out of eating poop, tearing anything and everything damage-able. Essentially, anything that is naughty. So - Justice Fist is to bring order to the great masses.

*Hail Justice Fist*

Missing My Little Boy

Its been over 2 weeks since my absence from work. Yes, it was a very long block leave - yipee! But it all end too soon..

And, its been rather strange without having a white furry body curling around my legs or lap. Hmmm... I miss my little Phui Phui. I'm so use to having a little white puppy - everytime I turn to my right... or my left... or, when i look back... or when i walk forward... His everywhere!!!! Man.. he sounds sticky.

I use to wish he'll stop "tagging along" everywhere I go. It makes me feel guilty to even leave him alone to buy lunch. And, right now, I miss him so much - I miss his tagging around... and, I miss his 'little' snores during his mid day nap. His disgusting drool as he bites his toys, his smelly and not so tiny poop ... and most of all, I miss catching him peeping at what I'm doing in the kitchen.

Phui boy is so-so-so inquisitive, especially when it means that he may have a chance of having some kind of tidbit. Everytime he hears some noise in the kitchen, he'll drop his toy which his playing with and walk casually to the kitchen. He'll stand behind the island top that blocks him from any 'preying' eyes - that will usually belong to either his daddy's or mummy's. He then leans to his right with slanted legs and peeps at me! Accessing if his going to get anything yummy from the cabinets. I'm not too sure how he manages that angled slant - but it sure looks really adorable when he does that.

I catch him once too many in that position. He'll pretend to trot to his water bowl for a drink - either that, or he walks up boldly and stands in front of me, and expects to be fed! Even if there's nothing in my hands!

His a greedy-greedy puppy.

No wonder his Auntie Sharon is complaining that his a tad bit plump... "Oh NO! I can't feel his ribs!!!" she exclaims just the other day.

Little Phui boy, its time you do MORE exercise, before you ballon up and we can't see your little beady eyes anymore. Sigh....

It is Good to know indeed

My previous outbursts and grunts have caused a little unsettled feelings within me the past couple of days. I was worried - I could be the only person whose feeling that, and that mean.... GASP! Noooo.. it can't be.

An sms from a very close friend of mine reassured me that she's been lending a listening ear, sometimes, a shoulder to her friends who have recently tied the knot. The "guru"counselled that the 'predicament' -- if I have to insist calling it -- was just a usual matter.

To think that wedding is a wonderful, fairy tale and lovey-dovey. Do not be mistaken = alot of us ladies hope that will be the case. But in full honesty, think again. To have 2 very different people from different background and upbringing to be living together under the same roof, and to share house hold chores and to make all nitty gritty decisions together. Isn't a really easy thing to do. Especially when finances are so used to be managed by me and me alone before marriage. Its weird to have to discuss whether to pay out that portion of cash for something we really need - or not need, even though the dole belongs to me. And vice versa.

It is indeed not easy.

No wonder there are so many people wanting to spilt ways after 1 or 2 years of marriage. I guess, one has to understand the fundamentals of the difference in being married, and to stop comparing life being a swinging single. In each role, there are different expectations. Simple as that.

Having that clear as mud - it does make me feel better. At least i'm not the only one feeling that. Thank God!

Time Zipping By Part II

where was I - ah... yes, "reformation". hehe...

somehow, not much angry words were exchanged. but, definately, another extra pair of hands to help out. To be fair, i do get the floors mopped and vacum on a weekly basis without me doing it. i was in charge of the nitty-gritty chores like - wipping hand marks on the cabinets, dust off the furniture, cleaning the toilets and sinks. But it seems that all these little chores, and plus the little chores that spans out throughout the week has taken a toil on me.

Anyway, enough about winching. All is good now.

And, speaking of reforming, our darling little phui phui is a reformed boy. Well, almost. In his second lesson on Wednesday, he and me were taught to go through the command 'Place' and 'crate'. The 'crate' was really easy because our little boy simply walked into the crate time and again without coaxing. Its amazing.

We spend a better half of the time working on the 'Place' command. I was to walk to a placement on the ground and guide phui boy onto it. He was to sit, then lie on this placement and stayed there till his given the release command.

So, it went like this - well, at least, that was what i did :

- walk to the placement and say "place"
- 'sit' .. and get phui boy to sit and give him loads of praises
- 'down'... get phui boy to lie down from his seated position
- walk off. he shouldn't be moving out of the placement

Simple as that sound, phui had master it within the first try. But we repeated that a few times - reasons being - #1, he tries to see if he can disobey. #2, there were distractions (eg. other doggies walking around) that catches his attention.

At the end of the lesson, he mastered it well, even with a golden retriever on his left, whining at him to play with him. And, on the right, a shetland, coming in for grooming session. I am proud of my little boy.

We put this class to good use this afternoon when we were going about our weekly chores. Phui was able to place even with his arch enemy, the vacum cleaner on the loose. He simply sat at his place the whole time!!!!

WOW!!!

That is indeed a passing grade for Phui boy. In fact, it was a high score. My smart, darling little Phui boy. That's my boy.

Time Zipping By

Hours seem to accelerate when one reaches the tail end of one's annual leave. DAMN! I could get use to such a life. Nevermind the ciggarette fumes meeting my nose trails and eyes at every-3hour interval.

Thanks girls for all your support after i decide to winch about married life in my last blog entry. Everything is in order now, and, certainly, dirty cups still stays on overnight, but now, in the sink. Not a complete perfect 'cure'

Oh.. got to go. Blog more about 'reformation' soon!

Irritants that got onto my nerves this past week

Peeve #1 :
why would anyone have the spare bucks to rush into buying a PDA merely for games, and then complaint about another person spending their money on a $7.90 for a pack of tall glasses in which they need ? Or, for a $49 DIY rack for the bathroom?

Its amazing that anyone can 'create-a-scene', after buying the PDA and then refruting to buy the necessary household items.


Peeve #2:
while fixing up racks for the home - one requires to attend to a business call. the other was furious.. why ? was it because the other's a lesser call as the salary package is lesser then the other? interesting that one may portray a grim-irritant look of displeasure

Peeve #3 (with subcategories):
i) Amount of cigarette butts left uncleared for countless number of days
ii) Empty cups with chocolate milk residue left overnight and having it infested the next
morning
iii) Half drunk tea left in the open for the entire night till the next day
iv) Clothes left all around the dinning area.... guys, its the dinning area, we're not even talking
about the wardrobe area

Peeve #4
You've tried so hard, but yet, the other feels that you are lacking in house-keeping capabilities. If one doesn't need to work - one might be able to cook, clean, wait-hand-and-foot. alas, one only can have the cake, but can't eat it.

Peeve #5
Cigarette smoke in my eyes and nosetrils all day long - despite having an aggravated sinus, there was no sign of an cutdown. Nose have gotten worse and I probably can sneeze more then 10 times the minute i am awake. Or more.

I can't wait to be back at work.

Thank God its already Thursday.