30 May 2012

Shopping with the daughter

SHOPPING is not exactly my thing. I love to buy stuff; but to shop ie. walk in and out of stores, sampling, comparing prices and tempting my heart-purse-strings is not really for me or my feet (and today my head joined in the protest when it quivered after only 2 hours).

But, the nearly twelve needs some clothes and hey, a mommy-daughter bonding time...come on...!

We went to really, the nearest mall, 2 train stations away..and at first could absolutely find nothing for her size (she's a puny teen). One kind salesgirl said, "er..teen shops..don't have..go to children's and buy the bigger sizes?". This little trick worked well, even for me when I was a teen, but this time it was a no-go. Her very definite taste buds said no.

So we traipsed on some more..and finally found the rather ubiquitous Hang Ten and Bossini. O well. Last year when we were all the way in HongKong, shoppers' paradise - we ended up in Bossini (we could not find Hang Ten). So you know where my imagination borders.

A hundred dollars poorer --yes and this is because it's HT and B not Mango or Abercombie [hey i do know some stuff]...we realised we were done in already! Our feet were protesting and our heads seemed to lag behind our bodies..

We stumbled into a bookstore where we both grinned at the sight of a book with a nice Burmese kitty on the cover and a tagline that went: cats and daughters are alike: they dont come when called. Touche! I felt a secret triumph as my girl squeezed my arm tight and we exchange a warm hug...and agreed that shopping - except for books - isn't really our thing.

The icing on the cake came when she said, "i dont understand why some people must have so much clothes!" Bless her heart; may she hold true to this thought forever..and long live affordable stores!

a view of the Mall - and the shop i had vouchers for but she found nothing she favoured!


18 May 2012

to or not to - deciding about stuff

OK, in a few things i am truly undecided. Let me guess, you are too.
Well then, gather a little picnic basket and let's exchange our indecision snackeroos...

Let's see, there is kitchen equipment. Really. I mean, who does not want Efficient? Clean? Trendy? I am not a fad freak but i have been thinking months now over a machine. It's called Thermomix. You have probably heard of you if you are remotely interested in kitchen affairs. The quicksand moment ie. you thought you have decided then you sink back into more analysis, wait and see, there is something not quite right... for this is the cost. I wont even mention it. So here i am waiting, hoping for either:
a windfall or
a price fall

No. 2 in my basket (yes quite apt. indecision can make us feel a bit of a basket case coz we are so get-go in Singapore)..is my blog. O the thousands of meaningful, pretty, astounding things i wanna do! Increase reach, win awards, write far better and ...hardest of all, make it really work (i still don't know what html stands for...good grief right?) I've been told there are professionals you can pay to do this for you. The quicksand: the word 'pay'..and the reality of life called maintenance and repairs. Even blogs suffer from wear and tear.

No. 3 is DO I MOVE to Belgium now? No just kidding. But i think living in Europe, Nepal or even Ipoh for a while is good for the soul. One just gets too familiar, comfortable, and downright preserved and preserving in mindset...that sometimes even the wind and the earthquakes serve only to entrench us further; and if so, how then do we hear the still small Voice?

So what do you have in your basket?


O by the way, i wonder how this fella salvaged this old index cabinet...from the National Library? Things filed away for later consideration...aka cannot decide la!

file it!

1 May 2012

a lovely poem by Jane Tyson Clement:
"they are not mine"

enjoy the truth and feel freer --