Archive for September, 2014

I have just committed my birthday to tile-shopping.
Which reminds me of skipping school to play The Sims.

My birthday is not a hearing date.
I would've thought that after 10 years, it might mean something.

And then my best friend said:
"Of course I am buying you lunch! It's your birthday! I keyed it into my handphone calendar!!"

Everyone needs a friend like Jeffrey.


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On the way to school –
"Mummy, where is the cat's penis?"

Jeffrey text me this morning to ask me for lunch this week while I was wondering about how to fit the annual Children's Day lunch into my schedule and thought he might have forgotten 😀

Some nights I pray that a sign is gonna come to me.
But usually I'm just trying to get some sleep.

Monday mornings –
When you find out you forgot to wash your drinking cup before leaving work on Friday evening…

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Mummy, can you wake up? I'm hungry already.


In a fit of madness, I went out and sprinted 3km for the first time in about a year and a half. Well, I sprinted most of it at least. I didn't dare risk my tilted patella on the downhills.
But I am pleased to note that neither my broken toes nor my bad knee gave way.
Time to build up to sprinting the whole way again.

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Daddy comes home from grocery-shopping to a messed up hall –
Daddy: What are you guys playing??!!
Mummy: Looks like trains. And stuff.
A: It's Trains and Train tracks and other stuff that are on the floor.

Wouldn't you like to be the same size as a pillow too?

While watching Daddy play Plants vs Zombies –
A: I certainly hope that you win, Daddy!
Daddy: Thank you, Ally.
A: But Daddy, what does "certainly" mean?

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爸爸: 真的是走路都不可以走!
妈妈: 家太小。没有办法。
爸爸: 不是家太小! 是妳太大!!

When one URGENT is not enough…

Tequila is evil.
I can't believe that it took me so many years to realise that I don't actually like tequila.

I think I did too many side planks this week.

I just put a whole lot of stuff into my slow cooker so that when I wake up I will have glorious soup stock for porridge for lunch.

Do you know that I eat the same porridge for lunch almost every Saturday of my life for a few years now?

It's got pumpkin, scallops and fish. Not really what you usually get in porridge but Husband likes it. Then I stir it through with a small bit of Bovril before serving it to the kids.

Usually I stick everything except then protein into the slow cooker on high. Then I marinate the protein and leave it in the fridge. We go swimming. When we got home, I put in the protein and go wash out the swim suits and cut up 2 century eggs.

Then it's time for lunch.

I love my slow cooker. It's probably the 2nd most important thing in my kitchen next to my oven.

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My doctor says that I have a malformed public duty gland and a natural deficiency in moral fibre and that I am therefore excused from saving Universes.

I just had a meeting with this old man who said to me, "Your dress is very nice."
I thanked him for the compliment.
Then he said, "My sister will like it."


Okay. I had too much tequila.

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I'm going to try to get away with wearing my dark red shoes to Court today.

You take up my time like some cheap magazine. When I could have been learning something…well, you know what I mean.

I've gone from unmotivated to depressed.

But I have nice shoes. So I'll survive.

Richard Brautigan's Karma Repair Kit Items 1 – 4
1. Get enough food to eat, and eat it.
2. Find a place to sleep where it is quiet, and sleep there.
3. Reduce intellectual and emotional noise until you arrive at the silence of yourself, and listen to it.

On my birthstone –
A boy once allegedly bought me an opal.
I only found out about it on the day I decided to break up with him, one of those tumultuous days leading up to my A levels.
My girl friend thought I was being a cold hearted bitch and we didn't speak for more than 2 years after that.
Sometimes I still wonder how the opal was set.

You are the last drink I never should have drunk 
You are the body hidden in the trunk
You are the habit I can't seem to kick 
You are my secrets on the front page every week 
You are the car I never should have bought 
You are the dream I never should have caught 
You are the cut that makes me hide my face 
You are the party that makes me feel my age 

Like a car crash I can see but I just can't avoid 
Like a plane I've been told I never should board 
Like a film that's so bad but I've got to stay till the end 
Let me tell you now: it's lucky for you that we're friends

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