Wednesday, June 13, 2007
Life of a tai-tai wannabe:
if WakeUpTime(Jo)<= WakeUpTime(Hubby)
make breakfast for hubby
say goodbye to hubby
endif
make breakfast for self
if Level(LaundryBasket) = High
do laundry
endif
if Level(Sink) = High
do dishes
endif
if Level(Kettle) = Low
boil water
endif
if Level(Mess) = High
pack house
endif
if Cooking(Dinner) = True or Cooking(Lunch) = True
buy groceries
endif
Take lunch
Check Email
Create Websites
if Cooking(Dinner) = True
prepare dinner
endif
if LindyClass = True
go to studio
elseif YogaClass = True
go for class
end if
Meet Hubby
If Hungry = True
eat
endif
Shower
Sleep
Repeat.
if WakeUpTime(Jo)<= WakeUpTime(Hubby)
make breakfast for hubby
say goodbye to hubby
endif
make breakfast for self
if Level(LaundryBasket) = High
do laundry
endif
if Level(Sink) = High
do dishes
endif
if Level(Kettle) = Low
boil water
endif
if Level(Mess) = High
pack house
endif
if Cooking(Dinner) = True or Cooking(Lunch) = True
buy groceries
endif
Check Email
Create Websites
if Cooking(Dinner) = True
prepare dinner
endif
if LindyClass = True
go to studio
elseif YogaClass = True
go for class
end if
Meet Hubby
If Hungry = True
eat
endif
Shower
Sleep
Repeat.
Tuesday, March 06, 2007
It's been so long, hasn't it, dear blog? Yet, this seems to be the perfect time to pick up from where i left off, with that love poem. First was the mother of all Indian wedding in Madras, followed by the most perfect dream wedding party at the Art Museum, I finally feel satiated, satisfied, settled. Even now, two days after the party, the both of us are still bathing in it's afterglow, reminiscing every lovely detail. It was truly magical. And i know that it was so for many people as well.
You know what, it's for real - dreams really do come true.
You know what, it's for real - dreams really do come true.
Thursday, October 12, 2006
During one of those rare inspired moments:
i love you
or maybe i don't
for love is such a difficult thing
to grasp
but some things i know
you're never far from my mind
and the moment we part
i long to be where you are
being with you
there is laughter
there are tears
i feel alive
i fear the unknown
of what may come
for what we have seems too beautiful
for what we have seems too beautiful
to last
yet
i will choose no other way
than to love as i best know how
as long as it's called Today
Wednesday, October 11, 2006
In jest i said, "I no longer know what to write coz there's no angst to drive my writing." Just when i thought the end of my writing career is near, something comes along and drives me here once again.
i am totally dissatisfied with my work. I swear this will be the last time i ever get myself a 'propah' 9-to-midnight job. Tired of being overworked, underpaid, and feeling guilty about getting my much deserved beauty sleep. Sick of being a worker ant, churning out lines and lines of code and having my price tagged by the number of hours i put in... Show me the money, else I'll stay in bed, or do whatever catches my fancy.
Right now, oats feels like she deserves much much much more.
i am totally dissatisfied with my work. I swear this will be the last time i ever get myself a 'propah' 9-to-midnight job. Tired of being overworked, underpaid, and feeling guilty about getting my much deserved beauty sleep. Sick of being a worker ant, churning out lines and lines of code and having my price tagged by the number of hours i put in... Show me the money, else I'll stay in bed, or do whatever catches my fancy.
Right now, oats feels like she deserves much much much more.
Friday, September 08, 2006
Monday, August 21, 2006
India Week 2.
My mantra for this trip is: THE TOTAL INDIAN EXPERIENCE! It's a fabulous mantra, if I may say so, allowing one to sail through the highs and lows of a country that can bring out the best and the worse in people.
The Indian Experience List
1. Washing your ass after a poop with water instead of toilet paper
2. Seeing people hang off buses. It's definitely not the same seeing it in person. The bus really tilts to one side, and once, a man was spread spiderman like on the back of a bus. Wish i got that on camera *sigh*
3. Have a 530pm flight postponed to 1145pm, and then having the flight cancelled after waiting 2.5 hrs.
4. Swearing in Tamil
5. Saree shopping!!! No one saree is the same, and you have to let the sales guy fold out the fabric and throw it over your shoulder!
6. Lazing the whole day in the backwaters of Kerala on a houseboat
7. The million dollar question in India: 'Your Name?' and this is closely followed by: 'You're from?'
8. Indian men in their dhotis/lungis worn ultra-mini style
9. Cows and goats lazing by the roadside
10. Non-indian food in an indian restaurant... be afraid, be very afraid.
My mantra for this trip is: THE TOTAL INDIAN EXPERIENCE! It's a fabulous mantra, if I may say so, allowing one to sail through the highs and lows of a country that can bring out the best and the worse in people.
The Indian Experience List
1. Washing your ass after a poop with water instead of toilet paper
2. Seeing people hang off buses. It's definitely not the same seeing it in person. The bus really tilts to one side, and once, a man was spread spiderman like on the back of a bus. Wish i got that on camera *sigh*
3. Have a 530pm flight postponed to 1145pm, and then having the flight cancelled after waiting 2.5 hrs.
4. Swearing in Tamil
5. Saree shopping!!! No one saree is the same, and you have to let the sales guy fold out the fabric and throw it over your shoulder!
6. Lazing the whole day in the backwaters of Kerala on a houseboat
7. The million dollar question in India: 'Your Name?' and this is closely followed by: 'You're from?'
8. Indian men in their dhotis/lungis worn ultra-mini style
9. Cows and goats lazing by the roadside
10. Non-indian food in an indian restaurant... be afraid, be very afraid.
Friday, August 11, 2006
Mad in Madras.
Day 1: Singapore-Chennai
Mom drove me to the airport today. We chatted over coffee for a while, and when it was time to go, she gave me a hug at the departure gate. Undramatic, but a major milestone nonetheless. To be able to receive love, and to be able to give love. Considering the struggle we had over the past two years, this experience is priceless.
Chennai has a lot of white cars. To reflect the heat, S says. And oh i love the Ambassadors! A car brand that has an old world feel to it. http://flickr.com/photo_zoom.gne?id=123753088&size=s
Chennai also has the 2nd longest beach front in the world, after Miami, and i'd be staying in a room that looks out to one bit of it.
Ayush is the ayurvedic spa that's found on the resort grounds, and after having a doctor take my pulse, he declares me a very healthy Vata-Kapha. And after filling in a 2 page questionnaire, i'm declared the only balanced Vata-Kapha-Pitta he's seen. Hmmm...
Day 2: Chennai, GRT Temple Bay Resort
Had the whole day to myself, and have lots of work to do. I can only stare at the beach from my room, and try to remind myself that I'm in India with some Tamil music from the ipod.
Day 3: Chennai, GRT Temple Bay Resort, GRT Grand, Train to Kerala
Went out on a short ride to sea on a catamaran (like a long boat). The sea was choppy, which makes it all the more fun. Saw the tops of some submerged temples off the shore. And floated happily in the sea for my 'sea water therapy' for a good 15min.
Left my bling bling gold pouch at the resort, one hour after checking out, and too hungry to head back. Fortunately, it's kept in a very safe place by the resort staff. Will get it once i'm back from Kerala.
Now at GRT Grand Hotel lobby. It's in the city centre, and S has left me here to work while he goes to the office. In two hours, we'd head for the train station to get on the overnight train to Kerala.
I was expecting a lot of stares, but interestingly, the only one I got was from a chinese looking guy at the restaurant today.
I suspect India has not hit me yet.
Day 1: Singapore-Chennai
Mom drove me to the airport today. We chatted over coffee for a while, and when it was time to go, she gave me a hug at the departure gate. Undramatic, but a major milestone nonetheless. To be able to receive love, and to be able to give love. Considering the struggle we had over the past two years, this experience is priceless.
Chennai has a lot of white cars. To reflect the heat, S says. And oh i love the Ambassadors! A car brand that has an old world feel to it. http://flickr.com/photo_zoom.gne?id=123753088&size=s
Chennai also has the 2nd longest beach front in the world, after Miami, and i'd be staying in a room that looks out to one bit of it.
Ayush is the ayurvedic spa that's found on the resort grounds, and after having a doctor take my pulse, he declares me a very healthy Vata-Kapha. And after filling in a 2 page questionnaire, i'm declared the only balanced Vata-Kapha-Pitta he's seen. Hmmm...
Day 2: Chennai, GRT Temple Bay Resort
Had the whole day to myself, and have lots of work to do. I can only stare at the beach from my room, and try to remind myself that I'm in India with some Tamil music from the ipod.
Day 3: Chennai, GRT Temple Bay Resort, GRT Grand, Train to Kerala
Went out on a short ride to sea on a catamaran (like a long boat). The sea was choppy, which makes it all the more fun. Saw the tops of some submerged temples off the shore. And floated happily in the sea for my 'sea water therapy' for a good 15min.
Left my bling bling gold pouch at the resort, one hour after checking out, and too hungry to head back. Fortunately, it's kept in a very safe place by the resort staff. Will get it once i'm back from Kerala.
Now at GRT Grand Hotel lobby. It's in the city centre, and S has left me here to work while he goes to the office. In two hours, we'd head for the train station to get on the overnight train to Kerala.
I was expecting a lot of stares, but interestingly, the only one I got was from a chinese looking guy at the restaurant today.
I suspect India has not hit me yet.
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