My vocabulary fails me at this point and the title is supposed to describe the various ways to fly. OF course, I could add in flutter, flit, sail, zoom, whiz.

Nevermind. I am now at the airport. It’s such a nice place to be. I wouldn’t mind spending an entire afternoon/day here just on the laptop and eating and relaxing or chatting. And so as the minutes tick away, I am getting more and more pleased with my wonderful purchase of my little mini laptop because it can fit into the smallest places and yet still work like a full fledged laptop. =D And this is the one for carry around and my Fujitsu is the one for use at home because that undoubtedly works at a faster speed. And of course, with such a tiny size, the battery only lasts for slightly more than 2 hours unless one buys the 6 cell instead of 3 cell one. But my battery now states it will last for another 1h17min, which is more than sufficient since the folks are landing at 9.23pm, guess they’ll exit around 9.45-10pm, and now is already 9.12pm.

I am sleepy. ZZZZZZZ

The house is spick and span.

I must say the part time helper did a really great job! Ok, I promise more delicious snacks and dessert treats and sumptious food. I do think I’ve been quite nifty in that area though – don’t you think? I’ve even planned ahead for 2 August! Now that’s advanced planning =)

It’s a really humid day. I’m going to leave home soon for my dear sister’s place – which I haven’t been to for ages. My nice new mini laptop is coming with me to keep me company at the airport too later because SOMEONE has gone off to serve the country.

More later!

I realised I can add photos directly from WordPress! How convenient. Maybe that means this blog will be nicely adorned with photos from the very nice and sleek Canon 850IS which has been severly underused because of my laziness in uploading photos.

Speaking of which, I still have a file on my thumbdrive that says “Photos to be developed” and I’ve changed the date three times – from January, to April, to June.
The photos are too small though. Perhaps photobucket is still preferable.

Today is Saturday.

What an inane way to start.

We’ve seen the times when every day will be a Saturday. =)

We went for a massage this morning and it was great. It’s nice to be out of the house in the morning when most people ain’t up and out of the house yet, when the carparks are empty and there is space on every level to park.

It’s nice to have a hearty breakfast when the restaurant has opened not long before and there are just a few sporadic customers seated at tables far apart from one another.

It’s nice to go shopping in the supermarket and be able to throw Everything into the cart, from every aisle.

It’s nice to be able to be home for a while in the afternoon to relax. Of course, being at home is a little bit of a bad idea because the main attractions in the house are the kitchen which has lots of snacks since the supermarket has come just before =/

But later in the afternoon and evening, it’s time to do some work to take the next step towards making every day in future a Saturday. =)

And tomorrow is “operandi Massive clean up”, as he aptly calls it. Hey, it’s not That bad. Just a little dusty. It’s 80% cleared. They’ll never know what wars the house has been through in the past 6 weeks.

Presents presents presents!

I need to hang the washing soon….BAH.

“I’m lovin’ it”

So goes the widespread catch phrase of the world’s most successful fast food restaurant.

Their marketing strategies, their system, their target appeal that networks through the masses like wildfire (through kids from young (and as they grow older), to parents and grandparents), it pervades.

And as I sit in the Kallang Mcdonalds waiting to go for a meeting at 10am, I just ate a big breakfast. It’s nice to be out of the house this early in the morning, to sit and watch the world go by. And I’m glad I made the decision to come early rather than stay at home and arriving just in time.

And seeing as I have only 10 more minutes before I’ll walk over to my meeting area, I shall go back to revel in the ‘reading newspaper, sitting on the back porch, drinking tea, eating scones and hot cross buns’ and enjoying the simple niceties of life, without a care in the world.

Now that adds (a bit) to drive! =)

And it certainly really flies! The folks are coming back home this weekend, to think one and a half months has already passed! I’m not entirely sure where it went, but it did.

And I’m the proud aunt once again, of another nephew, and will soon be the proud new aunt of yet another niece. No, it does not mean I am getting old, it just means my siblings are getting old =p

I’ve discovered that it’s difficult to juggle being a housewife (i.e. having to do the housework) with all the other things going on in life, and I think it’s amazing that my mum manages to do everything to the utmost pristine standards. I’d managed to hire a very helpful help around the house as well as a gardener to do the gardening and I only had to repay him with food and ice cream =p I will feed you well. But not Too much to make you too lazy to do the housework just one last time? Pretty pretty please? With a lump of sugar on it? I wonder how difficult it will be to find a husband who will do the housework. Luckily our personalities are so different (I’m perfectly fine living in a mess, but observing the good state of his room, he likes being neat) Which will work perfectly great for me! Because I love having neat things around, but I don’t want to be the one to keep it neat =)

It’s sometimes sad to know how problems of someone close to you can be solved if they would only listen, but they are not willing to listen…I guess it boils down to the simple notion of knowing that we can only help those who want to be helped and are willing to listen to possible solutions. But it is still sometimes a bit hard to swallow and it takes time to become entirely nonchalant during situations such as these. I guess it’s what makes us human.

Will know that I am not a huge fan of chocolate. But they will also know that I really like a select few kinds of chocolates. We went to Malaysia some time ago and we went to this chocolate store. I bought this box of espresso beans chocolate. It’s so nice! I’ve just finished the entire bag =/

I don’t like chocolate cakes either (prefer carrot cakes, apple crumble, mango cakes etc), but again, I do like select chocolate cakes. I tried the bread talk chocolate cake and it is rich but it is good!

Yes, I am fussy and very picky with the things I like but the bad thing is that when I like something, I can eat a lot (and I mean A LOT) of the same thing.

I really love this laptop. Not as fast nor as savvy as other higher grade laptops, but so small and cute and endearing that it makes up for its deficiencies in other areas =) I haven’t had the chance to bring it out yet to prove to myself that it’s so nice and easy to carry around =p

…Is a very good book to read for everyone, whether single, in a relationship, married, etc. For those with no friends, also need to read because maybe after reading, you’ll know how to find some friends and keep them

So the five love languages are:

1. Words of affirmation

2. Acts of Service

3. Quality time

4. Gifts

5. Physical Touch

Everyone has a primary love language and a secondary love language. Now if in a relationship, one’s partner does not fulfil the primary love language ( or fulfils the wrong one for his/her partner), the love tank will gradually run on empty. For example, if someone’s love language is words of affirmation but her partner keeps helping her run errands e.g. wash the dishes, clothes etc, it would be a nice gesture but wouldn’t fill her love tank as much as a few simple and constant words of affirmation would.

For me, I’d thought for the longest time that my love language is Gifts. I love receiving gifts, but they have to be gifts that I like. If I receive a gift that I don’t like, it means more to me than just a bad gift. It means the person at hand didn’t bother to take the effort to really consider what I would like and then go out and buy it, but just bought a random generic gift that most people would like. And if the gift comes from someone special, then woe begone I’d be even more upset.

Although I’d previously been told by a very dear friend that I tended to see the person I was dating at the time way too often, I just laughed it off. But recently, I’d been thinking about that. And then I realised that maybe quality time is just up on the same ranks as gifts are. I’m not sure if quality time ranks even higher than gifts. I guess that still remains to be seen.

I guess that makes me quite a difficult girlfriend/wife to have. Whichever love language eventually comes out tops. Because that makes me extremely time demanding, and with expensive taste for gifts. Woe to the person who marries me. HAHA.

…you really start.

I hadn’t logged on to this site for ages, although I had been reading the blogs of some other people. But I realised I miss the familiar green.. just like I miss dancing and just like I miss flipping around during Gym days that seem not so long ago (although my last flip was like 6 years ago). Apart from my other commitments, I’m tempted to join a gym adult class that trains once a week, and though I figure I’ll never completely regain my finesse of flipping with the utmost ease, and the cricking and creaking of bones is probably going to be that much more evidently significant, but getting back just the slightest bit of flexibility and agility that allows sufficient reminiscing over the good ol’ days and just enough to keep me well in shape… well that much is appealing enough.

Now, to decide when I can go for the trial class to see if it’s worth the while to sign up for the entire term of classes.

Sometimes it seems when one wants to get the most there is out of life, it takes a delayed form of gratification to fully embrace what still remains to be seen in reality. And I know very well that it has to be seen first in the mind, then on paper with visuals, and then in reality. I now just need to convince myself that I need to be the one to make the first move because sometimes the men JUST DON’t GET IT. And then they wonder why they aren’t getting anywhere. DUH.

I love Subway. Next on my to-eat list is Cedele. Wheelock Cedele hasn’t seen me for ages!!

Riverside Indonesian Restaurant.

Cafe Iguana.

Hard Rock Cafe.

Cafe Ritazza.

(the next few places to visit)

I’ve taken a certain affinity to the supermarket since my folks have been away… which is BAD, because I have expensive taste EVEN IN THE SUPERMARKET!!! And my favourite supermarkets are Tanglin supermarket, Jason’s supermarket, Marketplace, and Cold Storage is ok too. Those supermarkets have so many nice stuff that places like NTUC just don’t have. And the fruits at NTUC look like they’ve gone through some wars, or were all dropped on the floor or banged around in some boxes before placing them on the racks for sale.

Nevertheless, NTUC still fills some needs. But just like any other experience, shopping in the nice supermarkets needs to be an entire experience, one that leaves me happy in the aisles but slightly unhappy once I travel past the cash register to pay for all the items I didn’t intend to buy when I went in. Once Mum is back I will make less trips to the supermarket because it is an extremely tempting place. Which is even worse than shopping in clothes shops for example because at least in clothes / bags shops if one buys something, there’s something to show for at least the medium term. In the supermarket, nothing to show!!

…setting up another blog site with a new blog name.
And then as I sat on my sofa with my beautiful new 8″ mini laptop (No, I don’t have to squint to see the screen because my eyesight isn’t that bad, yet) on the create new blog name screen, I realised no name was sufficiently satisfactory. Although I really don’t see what the big deal is, since one can create as many blog sites as desired, so choosing the wrong name wouldn’t be too bad. But then again, I decided against it for a multitude of reasons – One, that shakeyourbooty is my age old never-get-tired of phrase, it has a nice edge to it without being too over the top, and Two, that this blog stretches back for quite a while, and it has lots of memories inside it. Some bad, some good, but many memories to be cherished and immortalised.

And after 6 months of not writing (I just realised that my last post was in January), I think it’s time for me to start ploughing the shakeyourbooty site again, at least for now. I guess there’s a reason for everything. I suppose I could say I’ve been busy, as is the cliche, but in reality, I just, haven’t written.It’s been an interesting 6 months, I guess a lot has happened, and time never stands still. So with my beautiful canon 850IS camera that was bought for me as a gift a while back (look time has flown and I can’t even remember if it was a year ago or longer), I’ve decided to make better use of it by loading photos online (maybe not here but at least in a photo log) and immortalising the different journeys in life because memories are fleeting and far between, but sometime in hard (or soft) copy stays more firmly etched everytime they cross the naked eye.

It wasn’t such a good day yesterday (nor this morning) but then again, as time has passed, don’t look back. There’s always tomorrow.

I saw a very pretty green ring in the newspaper yesterday. Ion – will you buy it for me? It’s going for half price from TianPo jewellery! It’s PRETTY…Pretty please… I’m sure he’s realised, I’m not exactly an easy girlfriend to have. And there’s always that age old adage that says, once married, all the gifts will stop. NOT HERE… If and when he marries me, I expect even more gifts because an unhappy wife is even worse than an unhappy girlfriend. =D Long lives ahead! Literally and figuratively.