Sep 8

Hickory, dickory, dock,
The mouse ran up the clock.
The clock struck one,
And down he run,
Hickory, dickory, dock.

Sep 6

It’s good to consider taking this chickenpox vaccination if there’s intention to enrol your children to playschool.

Check out this website for more information : http://www.cdc.gov/vaccines/pubs/vis/downloads/vis-varicella.pdf

Sep 5

There’s a few versions for this song, basically, you can subsitute your own actions into the song.

If you’re happy and you know it clap your hands.
If you’re happy and you know it clap your hands.
If you’re happy and you know it then your face will surely show it;
If you’re happy and you know it clap your hands.

If you’re happy and you know it stamp your feet.
If you’re happy and you know it stamp your feet.
If you’re happy and you know it then your face will surely show it;
If you’re happy and you know it stamp your feet.

If you’re happy and you know it shout “Hooray”.
If you’re happy and you know it shout “Hooray”.
If you’re happy and you know it then your face will surely show it;
If you’re happy and you know it shout “Hooray”.

Sep 4

Required

1 potato
Expressed breast milk, formula milk or warm boiled water

Directions

Cut the potato into four or five pieces and boil for 15 minutes or until completely soft.
Place soft potato into blender or food processor. You can also use a potato hand mesher.
Add 1 tablespoon of fluid at a time until you have a smooth puree of potatoes.

Sep 4

I went there this morning.

And I walked out of that place, relieved.

What I saw during the whole session made me felt that I am not in the worst situation.

I was 15th in the list. It’s an open court, where one judge hears a few cases.

While I sat there waiting for my turn, a few cases left a deep impression in my heart.

An old man wanted to divorce his wife. The ah ma looks over 70 years old. Her hair is all white. She limped to the Defendant Stand. Her daughter helped her there. My mind was blank for minutes. And questions started filling me. Why, I asked. Both of them had married for over 40 years. Yet they can’t hold each other hands till the day they die? Why? Are conflicts really that hard to solved? 40 years are not something significant? Maybe there could be no more love, but surely there are some relationship? Why?

Another girl wanted to divorce her husband. The husband was absent. (Defendant need not be present in an uncontested divorce). While the lawyer read out her case, I was looking at the girl. She looks young, very likely that she is much younger than me. She has four kids with the husband, and the youngest had passed away. Such a young mother and had to go through the heartbreak of a failed marriage and the death of her child. I let out a heavy sigh. But I was encouraged. Her boyfriend was with her, sitting quietly at the back of the court. Even though I do not know their real story, but at least it seems that she was given a second chance.

There were other cases. Some of them were married in 196x, some in the 90s. My marriage was the shortest of all.

At least I’m glad that I’m not the least fortunate.

Sep 3

Tomorrow will be the day where I close half of the chapter of my life.A life which I had spent most of my twenties in. Or rather 9.5 years of my twenties.

Filled with very mixed feelings. And I guess only those who had similar fate as me will understand how I feel.

It’s no longer the question of love. Nor the thought of spending the rest of my life with a person who is not worth for.

It’s the thought of destiny and fate, together with regrets and hurts, mixed with uncertainty & fear.

On one hand I was glad that I no longer need to try to please him, or pick up his dirty clothes from the floor or sofa, or that to wonder about his whereabouts, on the other hand, I do miss our good times together. I miss the instant mee served when I was hungry or the company to try the new food outlets.

However, coming to think of these, I realised that I rather stop picking up the dirty clothes or enduring the betrayed heart, than to have that plate of instant mee. I have hands. I will cook better stuff for myself. I have many good friends, they will explore new food outlets with me.

Aug & Sep marked one year where things went loose. Last year this day, I was helpless, betrayed, vexed. I was fighting back tears and dragged the heavy tummy with a very heavy heart. I was lonely at night and spent countless sleepless nights. Last year these months, I lost him.

This year this month, I stood up. I stood firm. The wind which is gushing against me is strong. Each of my steps are heavy. But I will endure as much as I can…till the day the wind bring me with her…..

Court is a lonely place. It’s cold. Extremely cold. The people there, the building itself, or even the toilets are icing cold. How much tears were shed there? How much hurt was buried there?
Marriage can be ended with a hearing and a paper. But the tears and hurt will always be there.

I hate to be alone there. Yet I know I can’t have anyone to be with me. Having comfort at the wrong place at the wrong time will only drive tears of sympathy. And I had promised myself that I will never drop a single tear in Court. I do not want to feel sorry for myself.

But once out of court, I want accompany. I need them. But I have no one. I want a shoulder to cry, a hug to tell me everything is going to be ok, I need a space where I can cry but do not need to explain why I am crying. I need that someone who will understand why I cry, that I am not crying because of him, but because of the year of torture had finally come to the end. Tears of sadness, tears of regrets and tears of relief.

Where’s my space? Where is my tears going to flow?

 

Sep 3

My daughter’s favourite song.

Twinkle, twinkle, little star,
How I wonder what you are!
Up above the world so high,
Like a diamond in the sky.
Twinkle, twinkle, little star,
How I wonder what you are!

Sep 3

Dawn is 7.5 mths now and today she started crawling!

She had been practising and trying very hard to crawl forward but only managed to crawl backwards for the last 1 mth or so.

For a beginner in crawling, she’s is consider to be rather fast in her crawling today!

It’s fulfilling to see how this wonderful child grow everyday. =)

Sep 2

I’m a little teapot
Short and stout
Here is my handle
Here is my spout

When I get all steamed up
Hear me shout:
Tip me over
and pour me out!

Sep 1

Baa, baa black sheep
have you any wool
Yes sir, yes sir
three bags full.

One for my masterand
one for my dame
and one for the little boy
who lives down the lane

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