"Motherhood takes the strength of Samson, the wisdom of Solomon, the patience of Job, the faith of Abraham, the insight of Daniel, and the courage of David."
Wednesday, June 30, 2010
Dallen's First Vocab!
Tuesday, June 29, 2010
Time To Work That Fat Body
Yeah!!! The threadmill is finally in and I dun have to feel guilty and worried everytime we go for a nice dinner. Cos now I can work it off. So hopefully I can still meet my targeted weight before we go back for Dallen's birthday in August. I wanna look good, not FAT! There are so many clothes waiting for me cos I can no longer fit into them after pregnancy. But now I have hope! Slowly, bit by bit, I'm shedding weight and I hope they dun come back to haunt me for the rest of my life!Gadjah Wong
Saturday, June 26, 2010
Tuesday, June 22, 2010
Supremely Pissed!
As the title of this blog suggested, I'm supremely pissed. Dun go fuck around so much if you cannot afford it. I dun ask you to raise my kid (there's no contribution from that side of the family to begin with). So dun expect me to raise yours. If you cannot afford to sustain your lifestyle or support your children, then go ask them to get a job or beg. That's what most of the underprivileged children in Indonesia do anyway. And yours are Indonesians right? So do what their own people do. They can go sell newspapers, sing, play dumb or beg at traffic junctions...I dun care. Why should I pay for you fucking cunts that are younger than your daughter's. You're no Romeo man! Wake up! This is totally shameless! Fucking CB (pun totally intended!). Monday, June 21, 2010
Just A Thought
Saturday, June 19, 2010
Dixie, Happy Puppy & Quality Hotel
Bentos are more of a common sight.
Quality Hotel is one of the very few places that serve dimsum. Although without pork, it still leaves us satisfied till we go back to SG or HK to have real dimsum.
Dimsum without pork. This is like one of the VERY few places that serves dimsum..and it wasn't half bad.
Dixie serves a variety of food and we usually order Italian when we dine there. It's also where a lot of the locals go for internet access. And cos they serve drinks on refill, ppl just stay and surf. I especially LOVE the Chocolate Fondant, which is similar to the lava cake in SG. Except, they do it better here than in SG.
Yummy fried chix with mayo. Our choice starters at Dixie.
This has got to be my fave dessert. The chocolate in the cake actually oozes out. Better than most laca cakes in SG where the choc remains in the cake as a semi-solid piece instead of oozing out like it's supposed to.
Dixie and Happy Puppy will be the places to bring any of you who comes to visit.
Friday, June 11, 2010
Cashmere Mafia
I was watching Cashmere Mafia, a display of 4 extremely successful women in their respective field, who struggles with what’s expected of them professionally and personally. Many a times, sacrifices are made on a personal level to attain what they ambitiously want in the office. Familiar storyline? I’ve known many women who fall into the same category in life. They climb so high up there on the corporate ladder. But seriously, I think they bite off more than they can chew. I mean, there’s only so much a person can juggle. Can there really be a perfect equilibrium where bosses and families are concerned? We try so hard to juggle the various roles we have in a society as a woman; so much so that sometimes, we end up being like clowns (pun intended). Of the many women who gave so much of themselves to their job, a huge percentage ended up losing their partners, only to regret in later in life when they get lonely or fired from the job.
Is it really worth it? Dun get me wrong. It's not like I'm against it. It's a life's choice and I used to be like dat. Frankly, I still miss it. The sense of power, The adrenaline rush of closing a deal and fire-fighting the moment you step into the office, the sense of satisfaction and achievement at the end of a very tiring day. But...to wat end?
Friday, June 4, 2010
Bandung Trip
I set off on the trip with the objective of getting clothes for the lil one. But we couldn't find any nice ones and ended up buying clothes for ourselves instead. Oh well....man proposes, God disposes.
