Monday, April 30, 2007

Hot Lips

A couple of weeks ago, Kayrin pulled out a photo of daddy from his PDA case. A smart mommy that I am, I asked the cheeky one who that is.
"It's your hot lips," she said, without batting an eyelid.
Thanks to an Arthur book on Valentine, Kayrin knows what hot lips mean, and will often declare that she doesn't love mommy's hot lips some days.

Thursday, April 12, 2007

Clothes

This wasn't a good day to start with. Shaw Feng reminds me to think of the pay cheque when things get bad at work. I enjoy dressing up so I guess that's where this job comes in fine..a chance to dress up to come to KLCC. I recall the time when SF brought me to The Weld in 1994, before he left for Australia, and being terribly awed by how the ladies dress for work. Never seen those power dressing or the smart garbs among the 'factory' crowd in Butterworth, even though a few stood out. I shall learn to live in the present. Enjoy each day. I could be looking back, if I get so lucky, at this period and wondered why I had not savoured every moment.

But it is so hard some days.
On moments like this
I just want to stay for a while
With no goodbyes to say.
And yet have the strength to walk away
with a wave and a smile.
And nary a care for
what lies beyond today.

Wednesday, April 11, 2007

Someone Knows

Some days, the grind of working is what it's described as -- a real slaving away with nothing much to achieve. Some days it feels like there's nothing to look forward to except for that pay day, which comes pretty early here, by the 22nd or the 24th most months.
On days like this, I think, why buy more clothes, why want a new home, why get a more expensive car. Why increase my liabilities and be tied to this job, this ingratiating place, the irritating boss.
And I get through days like this thinking about the money that comes in at the end of the day. Hence it irks me if anyone thinks that money comes falling out of the sky for me. I work hard for the money. I take on lots of nonsense before I get to enjoy what I earn. How dare anyone suggest money comes easy to me. Well, today, this aptly came on the Daily Bible Verse site. How coincidental is that? God knows! ;)

You may say to yourself, "My power and the strength of my hands have produced this wealth for me." But remember the LORD your God, for it is he who gives you the ability to produce wealth.
Deuteronomy 8:17-18a.

I hand it all to God then. He knows and He has a plan. Just as He has a plan for Woan, whom I miss terribly these days.