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Tag Archives: parenting
Ah, Sunday Brunch
Ah, Sunday brunch in Sai Kung… Ah, HKD 4 foam planes that look just like the ones from our early childhood in Sandakan and Seremban… Maybe because they could be… The faded packaging looks that old… Ah, Sunday papers… Bemoaning … Continue reading
Lunch In Sheung Wan
Kings’ right hand in the the office is relocating back to Singapore to be with her widowed mum. 6 months after her application, the bank has now come thru with full relocation package… T’s dedication in the market is legendary. … Continue reading
I Killed The Pierce Brosnan James Bond Laptop
Message for Kings: Darling, the Sony dealership is conveniently located in Sogo, Causeway Bay and they have confirmed the entire laptop casing is replaceable, but you will need to leave the laptop in their shop for 4-7 days. Henry helped … Continue reading
Dengue Alert At ESF Kindergarten
In a cab, on my way to lunch, my cellphone rings. It’s Kings, on business trip in Singapore. From the din in the background, I imagine him scrolling his Berry as he exits one meeting, then calling me as he … Continue reading
I Never Wanted To Get Married
Kings is the romantic, of the two of us. He believes in sunlight, and green grass, blue skies with fluffy clouds, and eternal love. I uh, don’t. Which one of us do you think thought a lot about marriage, growing … Continue reading
Penang For The Weekend
We’re visiting the ‘rents… Doesn’t this look like the bag you haphazardle “pack” to drive back to your folks’ place for the weekend? Except for the toddler training pants… Spot the mooncakes… One tiny yee see box, along with what … Continue reading
Thoughts On Sacred Influence By Gary Thomas
Kings and I had zero marriage counseling on the way to what was quite a shotgun union, so periodically I like to attend marriage courses or do temperature checks… Sacred Influence (by Gary Thomas): What a Man Needs from His … Continue reading
Operation Procure Lantern From Queen’s Road West, A Rockstar Late(ish) Night Caper
We are so late, sometimes I think we make our own holiday celebrations as we go… But well, excuse du jour is Rockstar has been recovering from a killer bout of flu all week. Kings chanced upon this beautiful local … Continue reading
Periodic Pains
Sunday morning, I’m up with the sun as usual – except I’m not. A sickeningly sour pain in my abdomen is now rapidly also making itself at home in my lower back and thighs. We should be old friends – … Continue reading
My Friends Do Sex And The City The Realistic Way
Just leaving for lunch at Nicholini’s – a treat for birthdays and sometimes just because (we’re having a crappy day). I like this picture because I live this picture. Rockstar’s potty-training toilet seat in the background puts everything in perspective. … Continue reading