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Wednesday, December 31, 2008

A Man's Take on Marriage - tres true!

HOW TO SURVIVE

Important advice to husbands, by Matt Rudd

Men, don't do it.
Save yourselves.
Marriage is awful, absolutely awful.
At least female spiders have the good grace to eat their husband when they'vefinished mating with him. Women are far less compassionate. They choose to nag their husband, with death arriving only years, and sometimes decades, later.So say my cynical friends.

I, of course, completely disagree.
I think marriage is wonderful.
However, I have learnt a thing or two during my time of blissful wedded bliss that every man should be aware of.
First: women really genuinely do like to talk.
Ideally, they like talking toyou, but they will also talk at you if necessary.
To a woman, talking is themost important aspect of a relationship. Joint-membership savings with the National Trust, free chauffeuring for life and the regular availability of sex are insignificant by comparison.

And, unlike sex, a woman's propensityto talk does not diminish with the years.
If anything, it increases.
Rules, I'm warning you, will be introduced to create a culture ofconversation.
If you're not careful, eating dinner in front of thetelevision (unless it's Strictly Come Dancing) will be banned. Returning from work, finding a dark corner and rocking back and forth, muttering toyourself, will be permitted only after a how-was-your-day exchange of notless than 12 minutes.

Trying to adopt your own rules for the grounds upon which interaction takes place (eg after Match of the Day/pub/sex) is pointless.
You will lose in the end, and the longer you resist, the more painful it will be.
Resistance, my young, idealistic friends, is futile, and this applies not only to conversation, but to all things marital.
If, for instance, your wife wants to eat more healthily, it means you will have to eat more healthily, too.
Persisting with microwave curries is just pig-headed.
Accept that you are going to have to eat vegetables.
This will make her disproportionately happy.
When she is disproportionately happy,your life is much, much easier. And you can always do a McDonald's Drive Thru when she's at yoga.
If she thinks you drive too fast, you do. If she insists it would be quicker to stop and ask directions, she's right.
You and I both know she's wrong, but absolute rights and wrongs are irrelevant.
Perception is everything. Her perception.
The sooner you grasp this, thesooner it will be all right.

The same applies to all the marital battlegrounds: remote-control control; where to hang a picture and whether it'sstraight; whose turn it is to do the supper/get the tea; whether war is everthe answer.
It never is - not unless you want the nagging to start.
And nobody wants that.
None of this is to say you should do everything your wife orders.
It's justthat if you don't, things are going to get difficult.

I can't think of one male friend who isn't lucky, in some way or another, to be married to hiswife. This is not because I keep bad company.
It is a grim acknowledgmentthat the fairer sex is - and don't tell them, because it will only go to their pretty little heads - superior.

They're better at A-levels and degrees. And they would be better in boardrooms, if we'd let them in.They're the ones entrusted with childbirth. They can even do more than one thing at once. So, the secret to a successful marriage has nothing to dow ith sickness, health, poverty or death. It's simply to give in early. That,and to make a vow, preferably during the service, never, ever to go to Ikea.


William Walker's First Year of Marriage: A Horror Story (Harper Perennial£6.99), Matt Rudd's first novel, is published in 2009

Happy New Year

Can you believe this?
Today IS the last day of 2008.
If i had to sum up this year in a word, it'll be 'difficult'.
January through to December was just difficult, but i guess, positively difficult.
For if adversity were not for growing/learning/persevering, what would we all be?
More difficult than childbirth - that's how tough it's been.
What a ride.

Every New Year's Eve, instead of having a big bash, i like to quietly contemplate the year.
Better still if you have someone beside you to chat about it, reflect and just chew over things.

Happy New Year!

Saturday, December 27, 2008

my calling

I think i've found my calling.
It's so simple, it took me only till today to realise it.
It's motherhood.

There's no point kidding myself.
I have simply outgrew my old lifestyle.
Before i had Marco, i thought i loved fashion.
I thought i loved travel.
I thought my passion was in words, beauty and style.
No longer.

There's just no afternoon better spent than with my son.
I feel a new zest for life ever since i had him.
Watching him grow is the greatest thing on earth.

Whether we're heading to the playground, to the harbour or to the mall.
Nothing fills my heart more fully than his laughter and smiles.
There's no denying it.

It doesn't matter if i don't look my best.
It doesn't matter if i'm in scruffy berms and sporting unwashed hair in the mall.
All that matters is what we're doing together.
Sharing the precious time, whatever time i have not spent at work.

For a long time, i tried to 'maintain' my old lifestyle, alongside motherhood.
I tried to still indulge myself in things i loved...until i recently realised,
i simply don't 'love' these things so much anymore.
I don't enjoy trawling the malls for the latest jeans or bags.
I don't enjoy all these if it meant time away from my son.

And i think this is God's gift to me this xmas.
The wisdom to realise this.
The courage to come right out and admit it.
This is my life, unapologetically.

It's as 'boring' and unfashionable as it can get.
But how do i put it?
Perhaps only a mother will understand, the immense joys & pride of parenting.
How humbling it is.
And how much we can learn from kids.

Thursday, December 25, 2008

Happiness

For no reason at all, things that Make Me Happy:

- watching Sex & The City, again & again & again

- a great book

- playdays with my son

- gazing at my son

- dates with my husband

- house parties (cosy, unpretentious and fuzzy-warm)

- a good sweat

- Zara/Topshop/Mango/Wisma Atria/Paragon/Vivocity

- decadent pedicures

- eating by the sea

- a deserted beach

- watching Orchard Road from the garden atop Shaw House

- wrapping gifts

- admiring my scrapbook

- conversations with my brothers and sis

- money [ esp when i don't have to work for it]

- French movies, French songs, French women, French magazines... you get the idea

- starbucks' hot cocoa

- passport stamps

- checking into a hotel

- Brisbane's cafes at night

- late night DVD-fests at home

- my fave jogging haunts

- stepping on the scales and surprise, surprise, i've lost, erm, 200grams

- finding all my old favourite songs in an almost-vintage MD player

- worshipping in church

- grey rainy days

- solitude

- homemade roast and curry and anything at mum's

- anything by Crowded House

- dingy old pubs

- mood photography, esp those featuring people i know

- kids and how genuine they are

- a good massage

- horses

- Australia

- free parking

- hearing my husband sing cantonese songs to me

- Pasir Panjang/ Kent Ridge Park

- photo frames

- dressing up, high heels

- waking up and feeling the softness of my hair, the bed, my son, the morning light...

- going to work when my boss is on leave

- receiving Xmas cards

- wedding gowns [ i want those corsets!]

- pink/brown/green/yellow/white

Wednesday, December 24, 2008

Merry Xmas

Been such a great week, isn't it?
Nice Xmas jingles everywhere, gift boxes here and there, cool rainy weather.
Just perfect.
You can almost forget we are smack in any recession.

Had a splendid time at a Xmas house party yesterday.
The house was beautiful, and the company was perfect.
All my reuters gang.
What can i say? I love them.
I just feel that they are the best colleagues i'll ever have, hand to heart.
I bought simple gifts and a mean Sheperd's pie.
And we just sat back, chatting, catching up, laughing, playing against the backdrop of a lovely glittering Xmas tree.
Great company, food & wine, hugs & kisses all round, genuine love & friendship.
What else can i ask for at Christmas?

Merry Xmas to you & yours.
Remember Jesus on the cross.
Live your life with love, honour, faith, and hope.

Monday, December 22, 2008

Perfect Day



Football fun with dad




Grandma's birthday celebration at home [ which felt more like Marco's]
Dec 13 2008

His favourite machine at Great World City


Anatomy-play at BakerzInn.


Yesterday was a day as good as any.
It was really quite perfect.
And we all know how rare these days are. For me, anyway.

Attended a Sikh wedding in the morning at Serangoon/Balestier area.
Took me like half an hour to find the temple, but what an experience.
I really bemoan the fact that in the first 16 years of my life, i had almost no Malay/Indian/Sikh friends.
Until now, i know so little about other religions and races.
I ask my frens/colleagues questions about their race/traditions and i feel like an idiot.
A complete ignorant fool.
The wedding was so lavish and glam.
All those dazzling, shiny Indian-esque saris, jewels, beads everythere.
Beautiful. My 1st time inside a Sikh temple.
My friend, the bride, was resplendent and dazzling head-to-toe.
Brighter than a Xmas tree!
She was so beautiful, and looked dramatically different from her usual laid-back self.

Reached home about 1+pm, had lunch with Marco and then waited for his dad to be back.
About 3+pm, we headed for Paragon.
Cos Terence was supposed to buy me this handbag, which was really expensive.
He's really sweet about it, says that I can use it for Xmas and CNY, i seldom buy expensive stuff etc.
I thought about it for a few days, and initially said no.
I even asked my mum, who went on to make me feel super stupid for even asking.
The markets are so bad, we shouldn't be splurging like this..... etc etc.
But on Sunday, we decided, what the heck, the nice sales lady has kindly reserved it for me for 3 days.
The least I can do is show up and see it + see her.
And it was on sale!

And so we went.
Terence had trouble finding parking space, so I brought Marco in for a walk first.
He was so happy with all the festive lighting everywhere.
Then we went into Metro and I thought, i'll just take a quick look at the bags section and see if i can find anything i like, for cheaper.
I did!

In fact, my son led me to it!
He wanted to sit on this ledge at the Nine West counter,
which had 3 fab bags proudly on display.
It was beautiful! Love at first sight.
It came in 3 colours, i bought the brown one.
Plushy, roomy, unique textured design, and only $165!
I was sold.
Didn't need my designer bag no more.

Then Terence came up, and I showed him the bag.
He said we should still go and see that designer one, cos the lady was probably waiting for me.
Sure enough, she was. She had it reserved in her storeroom, i felt so guilty.
I looked at it, Terence looked it.. and we both knew I'd fallen out of love with it.
Phew, saved a few hundred bucks there!

Then we brought Marco to the play area + Toys R' Us.
Where he had so much fun we almost forgot his feed.
And i managed to get some Xmas gifts for frens too.
Plus a great dinner at Fish & Co.
It was just altogether a great day with the family.

Sometimes, i think, this is all I need in life.
Days and times like these do that to me...
Perhaps I don't need a career.
Perhaps I don't need all that crap in the office.
Perhaps I don't need that much in life.
Perhaps i don't really need designer bags and shoes and clothes.

Perhaps the things I need have nothing to do with money at all.
And even if it goes against everything else I know...
Perhaps I should trust my instincts more?














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Friday, December 19, 2008

A Prayer for Mums

Dear Lord,

It's such a hectic day,
With little time to stop and pray
For life's been anything but calm
Since You called on me to be a mom
Running errands, matching socks,
Building dreams with building blocks
Cooking, cleaning, and finding shoes
And other stuff that children lose
Gitting lids on bottled bugs
Wiping tears and giving hugs
A stack of last week's mail to read
So where's the quiet time I need?
Yet when I steal a minute, Lord
Just at the sink or ironing board
To ask the blessings of Your grace
I see then, in my small one's face
That you have blessed me
All the while
And I stop to kiss
That precious smile.

-- The Small Blessing Prayers

Friday, December 12, 2008

Gd News!

My sis-in-law is pregnant.
I can't tell you how happy i am for her.
She has been trying for 2 years or so... it's been a long long wait.
And the good news came just a day before her 25th birthday.
What a great gift from God.



She tested five times... you know, just to be sure.

I'm so happy that she's going to have a baby.
She's so great with kids... even Marco loves playing with her.
And she'll make a fantastic Mum, i know that for a fact.





*******



On a different note, last nite, i was kept up till 3.30am by yet another great film.
The last in my week-long home-movie marathon.
The Great Debaters, directed by and starring Denzel Washington.


Yea, you are right... with him in it, just about nothing can go wrong.
How true.
It's an entirely black cast, suitably.
And is set in the 1930s.
But to say it's simply about racism / debates is to miss the point.
It's about intellect, the way things were, integrity, education and eloquence.
To not react with spite, violence or crudeness, but to express your hatred and dissent intellectually through words.
Thoroughly brilliant.


Best thing is: it's actually a true story.



Tell me if you are not struck by the force of the script.
Or the charisma of the actors.
There is a reason Denzel W. is the best black actor around.
Or best actor, for that matter.








Wednesday, December 10, 2008

What Xmas??!!

It's right after all.... there's no Xmas spirit this year.
I think it's primarily the recession at fault.
With such grim bleak news everywhere of severe job cuts and plunging markets,
who would dare whip out their wallets and have a jolly good time anymore?

Whether it's going for a feast, throwing a party, organising drinks, buying party clothes and festive gifts... you have to admit X'mas does come with a bit of spending.
How to avoid spending? Skip the celebrations, for one.
And i'm guessing that's what most people are planning to do.

I go to town on the weekends and I'm kinda freaked out.
Not by the lacklustre lighting but... by the space available this season.
I've alwaz avoided going to town in December..cos it's jam-packed even on wkdays.
But for the last few Saturday evening, a time as prime as it can get,
there were lots available in the carparks and space to walk in every shopping mall.
It was seriously strange.

And if you need more serious indications of the spiralling economy, wait!
There were actually A FEW PARKING LOTS at Holland Village on a Saturday nite.
Crazy but true!

With signs like that, really, who dares to spend?!?!

You feel like the rich cow splurging and indulging away while everyone comes to their senses and tightens their belts.
I've not bought a single piece of clothing in December.
Honestly.
You don't want to be the only one at the cash register.

Other than 2 birthday presents, I really am hardly spending.
And for my mum's birthday, we are giving her cash.
I'm sure she'll appreciate it a lot more in these dour times.

And NBC has cut jobs in our American offices.
Even some on-air correspondents were let go.
Sorry state of things really.

Monday, December 08, 2008

3 Great Movies












Three **GREAT** movies that i caught this wkend.
I know, it's my special DVD wkend, and i have 2 more on the list.
I love them all, what great great fantastic films.
I love film folks - they are so brilliant in depicting life and its complexities on celluloid.
It's hard enough grappling with the nuances of life in real life, let alone portraying and interpreting and translating all that into smthg people can watch, love, discuss, think about.
It's just an amazing process, i hold these people in the highest regard.
I mean, it's not just the doctors and scientists who change the world, is it?
What about these underrated peoples behind the scenes who subtly change the way we view life and who, in their ways, make life better, more enjoyable?
The Blueberry Nights is classic Wong Kar Wai, down to his cafe lights and dreamy undertones.
I love it.
The reds and greens in the background, as characters contemplate life and love.
Simple film, but well-shot and just a pleasant movie, with a very endearing cast of Jude Law, Rachel Weiz and Norah Jones.
The Jane Austen Book Club, that's a nice surprise.
I dunno what drew me to pick this up from the shelf, cos i'd thought it may be slow and just full of talk about books or worse, Jane Austen.
Never read any of her classics, never interested.
But i'm glad the movie is way above that.
It just kinda puts Austen's themes of life & love into modern settings.
Brilliant script. Really really good and clean and striking.
And of cos, I love Emily Blunt and Mario Bello.
This film also introduced me a super underrated actor Hugh Dancy - cute as hell.
[ see pic above]
Definitely a must-watch -- love the tingly post-show feel-good vibes, yes it's one of those.
And the last - Evenings.
The best of the 3, in my opinion.
And to think I was reluctant to watch it.
You have to agree the DVD cover was a terrible job - what does that scene make u think of?
A slow and boring, little-conversation 5-hour flick.
But I'm so glad I sat through it.
It's about the reflections of a mother on her deathbed, as she tells her 2 daughters of her "greatest love" and her romantic mistakes along the way.
Very real, and anyone can relate to it.
It made me think.
It's all the what-ifs of her life.
I dunno about you... but in my life, the one area I have the most regrets in is in matters of the heart.
Nothing else is worth regretting.
But love, once that slip of an opportunity passes you, there is certainly no revisiting, no going back, no way it will happen again.
So precious, these chances, these people, these feelings.
I love this show - the premise is so unique, so quietly provocative.
When we are 80 and on our deathbeds, will I too think of the loves that could have been?
It's funny what we do in our lives and what we think in our heads.
One thing leads to another and before you know it, you are 50.
What's there left then?
So seize the day really. Make every encounter count.
Be sincere in everything and make sure, at least in love, leave no stone unturned.













Sunday, December 07, 2008

All I want for Xmas

2008 is winding down.
I was looking through some old notebooks in my closet.
And looking at stuff I'd written in 2006/07.
It's kinda nice to keep not just your diaries, but your day-to-day notebooks as well.
It's such a quick snapshot of your life the whole year, filled with the things you busied urself with, wanted to do, lists & endless lists, money stuff etc.
A very different take from the introspective, reflective perspective of a diary/journal.

There are some goals/resolutions/targets that pop up year after year after year.
Seemingly impossible to achieve, but you just wanna list it down anyway.
The female's version of "earning a million dollars" must be "losing 10kg and looking like a supermodel".
But its true, every year, that's my classic - to lose 5kg and to keep running.
To NEVER gain weight and to always have the body i know, essentially.
In a way, i've achieved that [ not strictly, but passable effort].
But does that stop me from listing it down in 2009's list? Hell no.

It's interesting, the priorities of my life.
But i've grown up.
And for 2009, i want slightly different things...
Will think about that.

What do you want for 2009?

Wednesday, December 03, 2008

dinner at hyatts

Had a nice cosy dinner with 2 ex-colleagues last night.
My 2 favourite guys in the world to work with, if i can ever pick.
FX and DenY.

It was such a grrreat time that i was wishing the night wouldn't end and we all can hang out till 3am like in the past.
But alas, everyone has early wake-up calls and we parted abt 11pm.

All of us have left the workplace where we met and had wonderful memories.
But the ties are still so strong.
It's transcended the domain of work.
I love them!