As the date of my trip to Malaysia draws near, the apprehension of being bombarded with questions that I dread also looms over me. I don't think all of the people whom I would be meeting read this blog, but if they do, well, here are your questions and my answers.
Q: So how? Any baby in the making? When are you popping babies?
A: No bun in the oven just yet, and when we decide to start a family, well, that's respectfully our business.
(I don't understand why people even ask this question in the first place. It's such a personal question and decision. And even if we do want to start a family, how does it affect them, other than to satisfy their nosy curiosity? I'm sure there are better topics for small talk.)
Q: Goodness me, have you put on weight?!
A: Why hello, how are YOU doing? Yes, thanks very much for noticing *with the widest grin I can muster*
(Another personal question which has no effect on the other party whatsover. It's just like me asking a man with receding hairline, "goodness me, are you losing your hair?")
Q: So, have you found a job yet? Are you working yet?
A: Yes I have, and yes I am. Here's my card *whip one out*
(Any way to spread the word about my store is good. Even if I have to be completely shameless about it)
It's inevitable that I'll be asked these questions quite often. I'll just try my hardest not to be sarky about my answers.
*fingers crossed*
November 25, 2009
November 20, 2009
Three Weeks To Go
Time is a-ticking, and I'm counting down the days to my trip back to Malaysia. I'll be back for a month, and I'm super excited. Looking at my diary of events, boy oh boy, it's going to be a busy month.
- Spending precious time with my family and friends.
- Attending a dear friend's wedding
- A pampering session of spa, manis, pedis and lots of girl talk with my girlfriends
- Going to Bangkok with Bee (I'm really excited about this one; we've been talking about this trip for ages!)
- Celebrating Christmas with my family
- Celebrating the New Year with Tim's family
In that list, you can bet there's going to be a LOT of eating.
Man, that's more life and activities I have in a month than I do for six months here!
November 19, 2009
Loving Some Things
I'm the kind of person who can read the same books and watch the same movies over and over. If I really like the book, I'd read it countless of times. The same goes with movies.
For example, I'm a huge fan of Sophie Kinsella. It's not everyone's cup of tea, but I could never get bored of her books. I've read her Shopaholic series over ten times PER book. I've listened to the audio books over three times per book. Obsessed much? Yes I am.
I love the movie "You've Got Mail", and watch it very often (it's even on my iPod). Sex and the City series? I love it so much; I've watched all seasons at least five times.
It's just the way I am, I guess. When I like a particular type of food, I love and stick with it for ages. I could have chicken rice or scrambled eggs with rice every single day for two weeks and not get tired of it.
Some people call me obsessive-compulsive. Me, I just call it love.
For example, I'm a huge fan of Sophie Kinsella. It's not everyone's cup of tea, but I could never get bored of her books. I've read her Shopaholic series over ten times PER book. I've listened to the audio books over three times per book. Obsessed much? Yes I am.
I love the movie "You've Got Mail", and watch it very often (it's even on my iPod). Sex and the City series? I love it so much; I've watched all seasons at least five times.
It's just the way I am, I guess. When I like a particular type of food, I love and stick with it for ages. I could have chicken rice or scrambled eggs with rice every single day for two weeks and not get tired of it.
Some people call me obsessive-compulsive. Me, I just call it love.
November 11, 2009
Summer Is Here, and I Hate It
The summer has finally hit us. And it has hit me bad. The heat (this week, the temperatures have been around 35C) and very low humidity have turned me into an extremely unpleasant person to be with. I'm cranky most of the time, and unfortunately, the husband bore the brunt of it. If I was living in my own home, I'd be walking around in my shortest pair of shorts (that has a torn hole on the bum) with the bedroom door wide open. No thanks to having a housemate, I'm bloody stuck in the room if I want to be cooling down in my birthday suit. Well, not that I do, but you know what you mean.
This summer is going to be really bad. I can feel it in my bones. This time last year, when my in-laws came to Melbourne for a visit, we were still in our jackets enjoying the crisp, cool air. Now, I need a standing fan and an evaporative cooler just to keep me comfortable. Sunscreens are being used like water.
I can only imagine what January and, worse, February would be like. Time to see what else we can do to keep the place cool.
That, and my sanity intact.
This summer is going to be really bad. I can feel it in my bones. This time last year, when my in-laws came to Melbourne for a visit, we were still in our jackets enjoying the crisp, cool air. Now, I need a standing fan and an evaporative cooler just to keep me comfortable. Sunscreens are being used like water.
I can only imagine what January and, worse, February would be like. Time to see what else we can do to keep the place cool.
That, and my sanity intact.
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