Lazy Saturday

Baby and I are lazing our day away........me, because I kinda have no choice; Baby, because he can.

Now, if you'll excuse us........

Dream Tableware - My List

I want...

- big white plates and serving dishes

- silverware - forks, spoons, knives with ornate carvings- etched stemware like the waterglass here, which I found at Anthropologie.com:-

...Big cappucino cups that double as soup bowls

.....Oriental lacquered bowls with gilded chopsticks, on (faux) rosewood trays

......China blue painted bowls for the kopitiam look - for serving simpler stuff, of course

.......Stoneware bowls

.....Stainless steel or, even better, brass Indian serving dishes

.....And I have fallen head-over-heels (and I mean that - I've daydreamed of them) these beautiful, beautiful scrolled Turkish/Moroccan tumblers....where can I find them???

(Reminder to self: Lim's Arts and Living, Singapore)

Of course, cheery yellow melamine plates and bowls for everyday use. Melamine stands up to heat and looks so much better than normal plastic stuff. Here's mine holding freshly plucked, washed and trimmed pandan leaves.



Slowly slowly I shall build up my collection..you'll see.

Call to Action

The most important persuasion tool you have in your entire arsenal is integrity.

—ZIG ZIGLAR

Day 3 And I'm Getting It

So it's Day 3 of crutches and am already feeling like it's forever.

Housemate is in Singapore/Europe now so I can drive her Auto car to work. Lucky (?) for me this time it's the left foot so as long as I don't have to step on a clutch I'm good to go.

I've done the following since yesterday:

- packed my stuff, including making myself a bread-and-kaya breakfast
- laptop, oversized handbag and all, get myself from house to car, parking lot to office cubicle - think I got this down to a science now. Leaves me exhausted and sweating by the time I reach my cubicle but at least I'm doing it by myself
- refilled my water and made my coffee
- made Maggie Mee with prawn and chicken balls for my dinner
- fed the cat
- hand-washed and hung up my clothes
- threw the rubbish into the MPM bin outside the house

Wondering how I can cook? See, the biggest problem with using crutches is the fact that both one's hands are occupied with them thus making it real difficult to hold anything. When I made my dinner I pushed the bowl around in a chair.

So - a trolley will definitely make it work...hmm....

Another big issue is that I won't be getting much exercise as long as I'm having to hobble around like this. Adding to this, erm, issue is the fact that I'm so bored at home that the only thing that comforts be sometimes is just to eat anything I can get my hands on. Am gonna need a lot willpower to overcome this. The other temptation, is, of course, online shopping but our wonderful Malaysian exchange rates just don't allow it.

C'mon foot, heal, heal, heal...

Workin' It

I told myself that this will not affect me.

That everything should be as normal.

I made my own breakfast at home.

Then I drove myself to work this morning, then, laptop on my back, oversized Zara handbag over my right shoulder, I hobbled on my crutches from the parking lot to the office.

Then at the office, two arms holding crutches, clinging to a wildly wobbling mug, made my hot coffee-with-extra-Nescafe Gold and refilled my drinking water.

The whole exercise has left me exhausted, and my shoulder and arms are tingling crazily now.

Rancangan Tergendala

Last year, when it happenned, it tought me:

1) That strangers are way more helpful than I give them credit for. People offered to push my trolley at the airport, kept doors open for me and generally were really considerate
2) That this company has some screwed up priorities
3) That my offshore folks ARE so much nicer than I expected - hailed cabs for me even though it takes longer to nail one down than to walk back to the hotel in KL, and hold the umbrella for me
4) That no matter how hard I try and pride myself on being independent, I just have to depend on the people around me. And learn to trust them.

Dear God, did I forget all that I've learnt?

No cooking, exercising, going to Pasar Ramadhan, buying mooncakes and kaya buns by myself. For at least a month.

Can't even do damn own laundry or do my own dishes. (Never thought I'd say this.)

Now I just hope that I can get well enough to be able to get to Singapore in October. Please?

If not for the lousy exchange rate, I would have ordered Mes Confitures to make myself feel better.

Sigh. But that is not to be.

Because I need to save for Singapore. *wink*

Loving Us

Our baby is turning into a real whiner nowadays.

Here he's plonked himself on AK's comic book while he was reading on the bed. Notice the comic underneath him?

Here he jumped up AK's computer table, pushed his mouse away and sprawled in front of the keyboard (where it's easiest to stroke and pet him).

Now, who could resist that? :)