The aftermath

This is just one thing that bothers me but it's tough talking about this.

The not-to-buy-for-CW-and-Jing-can-testify list I received lately exhausted all items that you could possibly buy a man less those that wifey reserves the right to buy. I rolled my eyeballs and derive at the conclusion that CW's friends can only buy him one thing -- nothing. It may well be the same conclusion you will draw about me at the end of this entry.

While gifts should be freely and gladly received, I have trouble handling them after doing my squeal-like-a-child-while-unwrapping-gifts act. I suffer from this syndrome every Sep and Dec. First thing comes to mind -- I want to give them away. Maybe I ought to be shot but I am the declutter queen leh. Help to keep my life simple, can?

Gift-giving is an act of love yes, but sometimes it kinda gets obligatory making the fun and excitement leak. Like the way some wedding banquets and birthday celebrations are. Is it just me or am I missing something here?

I kinda think that either friends don't know me well enough or I am just too stubborn to accept new things/styles. *doubts self again* But I feel styles are pretty much fixed... If the item doesn't say my name, it's unlikely gonna be mine.

The irony is I for one, loves to buy gifts for people closer to me. I hardly have to search for suitable gifts, they just come to me... A gift I have perhaps? Hope I'm hardly wrong but please do tell if I am. Yet to fulfill one of my dream careers -- a personal shopper. I get paid to spend other people's money! Guess not here on this island bustling with shopaholics.

My list bears resemblance to CW's... Ha, fashion and books. Nothing against anyone really, but I wish never to receive gifts that I don't need ever. I need Apple products, supplementary credit cards, Singapore Dollars, real estate properties, and your time & patience for me. *grins*

Dearly yours,
Pragmatic Minimalist

Of sniggers and laughter

Besides Ks, is it any wonder why I love her and her?

Shhhhhhh...

Pardon my web silence.
It is not planned that I should blog only once a month.
I regret that I have gradually become, over time and age, more of a private person than I ought to be.
Spent these few weeks doing these: trash, think, rest, read, re-org, make Christmas cards.
Tis the season and reason to be jolly again.
O joy.
I can't tell you how happy I am.
I type a shit load of self negating trash you may never understand, and then only to find myself repeatedly press the backspace button.
I am the 100% culprit of my life anyway.
Who am I to blame?
*zips*

http://borninseptember.org/

This site came to me a tad too late... I believe my birthday changed the world, but will change it more next year on. September babies, join me!

Three. Today.

She calls me Yiyi Janice within a few minutes I stepped into the house.
It's been a long time since she's been so warm to me.
I heard her tummy ain't feeling that well after just recovering from a flu bug and doesn't feel like eating, but she wants you tiao after seeing me munch on them.
I fed her and she ate two.
Gradually she started asking for more food and that makes her parents very happy.
She sat next to me and watched TV.
She felt sleepy, snuggled near... sucking her left thumb and playing with her blanket... dwindling my clanking necklace asking why I wear it.
It's all so heartwarming to have her this close and I just can't stop watching her.
She turns 3 today.
I whisper in her ears and asked if she's happy today, she nods her head.

Am really thankful that her parents allow me to be a part of her growing up really and that our relationships aren't strange.
This is the closest that I'll probably ever feel like a mom.
I know my gifts aren't exciting... Just wanna provide warmth and let the girls wear my love on and around them.

She made/drew me a birthday card.
See, I don't need birthday gifts.

She bear hugged me bidding me farewell.
Such loving gestures from her is enough to melt my heart.

It's only a dream

The month of August blasted past like a blur - I have had personal breakthroughs in my business but at the same time having a huge sense of abandonment coming over me... And somehow after watching Inception, I start to think that the world I live in is unreal. 人生真的是无止境的做梦吗？

Someone once said, "Happiness is when what you think, what you say and what you do are in harmony." Some that I have I want not, and some that I have not I want. I guess the common life itself always reminds me that I am not congruent and thus not happy. Need a kick.

Back to what I love

Yoga. Every Saturday morning.