run, run, run

as i was walking to the shops and buy some drinks this afternoon, a scary mature guy broke away from a group of young men standing at the end of our access road, darted his sights and walked straight towards me, ready to attack or grab or whatever. i was so scared, i had to turn back and run for dear life. i heard him shout in a language i didn't understand. did he run after me? no idea. i didn't turn my head even once.

i guess it's just our area, they were standing near the local. but it's very petrifying and after almost seven years, concerning.

how horrible?

I really enjoyed my early evening viewing of Horrible Bosses. I couldn't envision a better, more erudite word. But it's funny.
The plot, the writing, the comedic timing of the cast is fantastic (Jennifer Aniston is no Rachel here). It could be crude, homophobic or racist. The kind that people with limited view of the world would frown upon and place it in a box of politically correct quips. But all the elements work and complement each other.

It's hard times (all my life, is hard fiscally) these days. So difficult that our degree of tolerance of whatever state of horrible is breaking richter scale records. However, we should persevere and divert our attention like catching this gem in a digital video disc, movie channels or web portals.

3 months

baby girl celebrated a milestone last week, three months and such, the time she can finally utilise her tita jan's baby shower gifts (pictured). her smiles are now more infectious than ever. she still cries just before and after midnight, mummy's trying to cope, gathering strength.

the lulls and the likes

if only chores don't exist. i should be efficient but not so much. what gives? it's mostly lurking for good reads, not necessarily gossips. not being able to blog, that hurts.

 i hope to keep the promise of being organised, of not procrastinating, of writing.

that means less Come Dine with Me reruns and more documentaries, or just tidying up for the zen-like moments. i've learned a lot about cultural nuances just these past few months. how the west perceives the east, how imperialism crumbles, it's not new thoughts but teach us more about humility in a myriad of ways.

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my back aches right now. it's not something chronic, only a one-off, just this moment. i love to sleep and staying awake for feedings is a challenge. there are sacrifices we need to do for wishes to be granted. i'm so slow in exploring a few areas for improvement in my routines (like penning this blog) while a bit better in some others (pacifying baby screams).



with a portion of clothing covered in barf, i look almost as dishevelled as SJP in I Don't Know How She Does It. if only i could have an enormous an abode as kate reddy's in that movie. my family of three is in the process of moving house and its mechanism is a mind-bending undertaking. there are tons of issues to consider, which means dipping into a non-existent pile of coins under the bed.

 hope we can still eat.