Tabula Rasa

I can sooo identify with this..

 

They are brilliant these two. Just so brilliant. 

This is why I find Mondays so hard

One question I am asked often (in the past 6.5 months) is "how do you feel being a mum"? 

Hmm... it's a tricky question this -On one hand, wonderful and great seem too vague.. (i.e. they can also be used to answer questions like how are you today, how does that dark chocolate icecream taste for example).  On the other hand I don't think a soliloquy on how my life has changed would describe how I feel either.

So... getting to the basics on how I feel? 

I feel happy; 

I feel thankful; 

I feel like I have a birthday present waiting for me at home everyday. 

Midweek rumination #2

Our heads are round so that thoughts can change direction 

- Francis Picabia, painter and poet (1879-1953)

And because I was not joking...

when I said I would be terribly addicted to this new toy here's another one based on the about me text of alphabets:

A wordle a day keeps the blues away

Ooooooh I found this delicious wordle thanks to a tip provided in the yummy creative blog u-handblog. It's such a great toy - you basically input some text and the program produces these word clouds... with the most frequent word being the biggest. Anyway, I thought it would be quite cool to submit words from my fabulous trip to Cuzco, Peru (you know the one where I had hopped on to the plane with no plastic nor moolah) into the wordle and see what it threw out.  And so I did and got this:  

 

How neat is this? (You can also mess around with colours, fonts etc) Now I feel like printing this out on a giant poster and sticking it on the wall in the bathroom so I everyone can sit and stare at it when they're sitting on the bog having a shower.

Wait till I get my paws on other text...  I could be stuck here for ever... Thank you very much Wordle creator, Mr. Feinberg (all together now, for he's a jolly good fellow...)

Check it out, check it out people.

Ps: Leave a note here once you have made one of your own so I can go ooooh ahhhh over your wordle too.

Monday Rumination

Crime is contagious. If the government becomes a law breaker, it breeds contempt for law. 

- Louise D. Brandeis, lawyer, judge, and writer (1856-1941)

A Proper Holiday

SFM and I are dreaming of a proper holiday. The kind of break where we get to kick off our shoes, unwind and r-e-l-a-x. Unlike our last 'holiday' in Blighty in mid August where we just seem to spend all our time running from one place to the other trying to do 1000 things and meet 1000 people all at the same time. Whilst it was great to catch up with everyone and see the things we did, we came back knackered and are still getting over the trip. It probably did not help that Bubba D had severe jet lag; his body clock only got back to Singers time last week. In the meantime I was Panda Bear wandering around half asleep.

Its funny, I used to be one who like to DO stuff whilst on holiday and yet these days I dream of a DO- NOTHING-break, i.e. I would love to go somewhere peaceful where I can roll around in a four poster bed full of fluffy white pillows and beddings with a pile of reading material stacked on one side of the bed. On the other side would be a oil burner producing the scent of sandalwood.  Then, not too far from me, SFM and Bubba D would be playing games, swimming, laughing and eating mangoes & peaches. Of course in this dream of mine, Bubba D would be in a jolly good mood the entire time and follow his eating/sleeping/playing routine.

In addition to the above Azuradec, Best Bud, Sof and famile would be in the adjacent villas. The girls would have spa retreats during the day and then later on we'd all meet up for drinks and dins.

7 things I find bewildering

1. Blokes who choose to carry their partner's dinky handbag whilst partner's hands remain unencumbered (why don't they just purchase their own?);
2. Women who chat on their moby whilst sitting/lounging in the loos (and do not hang up even after they flush and wipe);
3. Women who chat on their moby whilst hovering/lounging in the public loos (does the sound of other women flushing not travel all the way to the other moby?); 
4. People who remain stationary on travelators (hello they are there to make you get to your destination faster not so you can be lazy buggers and block others who would like to continue walking); 
5. The Singaporean habit of adding 'so called' before every adjective (If it is, it is matey);
6. Sudden urgent requirements of the agricultural sector in La Malasie which requires 52 MPs to fly to Taiwan at short notice for fact finding mission (at a time when opposition promises a mass MP crossover);
7. Resto owners/butchers that put smiley animal face on the front of their shops when we all know that animal certainly cannot be happy about the state of affairs.
   

Midweek rumination

The living are soft and yielding, the dead are rigid and stiff.  Living plants are flexible and tender; the dead are brittle and dry.



Lao Tzu, philiosopher (6th Century, BC)


 

Mirror mirror on the wall

 

I am not sure when/why it was that blogging got me feeling so down. All I know is that each time I logged on to 'Alphabets' I would just feel overwhelmed, as though I had not done enough or anything at all in the past 1.5 years.  And though my rational self never failed to  point out the flurry of activities that have taken place in the preceding months (i.e. change in career, moving house, being preggers and having a bubba) I still cannot shake that feeling of not doing much/enough. It is because of this that each time I went to typepad I would not be able to proceed beyond the home page- despite my having to urge to post an entry (or two).  I knew things had to change when I could not even click on the blog roll on alphabets and had to rely on type delete retype providing me the links instead.

So here is the solution - a new site, a clean sheet, a blank slate. Hopefully this will work and I will be able to blog as before (for I do enjoy writing nonsense really). And if the paralysis were to hit me again, the idea is to obtain a word from my random word generator (i.e. closing of eyes and picking a word from Chambers) and string a sentence (or two) together. And if you should find this site bereft of updates and feel like providing me some help, drop me a word from your random word generator and I will try and spin a yarn, one not so wordy I promise.