texting back, such waste of time?

It's the battle of the wills, until now I'm still waiting for a text back.

It's not because I'm a super perfect "text-back" person, I'm sometimes guilty of not replying immediately to a simple text query. But there are texts that need urgent answers and despite the hectic pace of having several kids, a marriage, a job, there would be a slot in the time-space continuum for a tiny text in one's high tech phone for a friend or colleague.

hunky dory

I'm forever in pursuit of the very definition of cool. Who are the cool people? That is opening Pandora's box and I don't have a friend called Pandora. I know quoting from Notting Hill is not cool. But I find the film enchanting. For Anna Scott to own up to plastic surgery, I guess is kind of liberating.

So the cool people are those who are kind. They may not own a Chanel hand bag or decorated in the finest accessories but they're ever so generous and hardworking.

And they listen, they analyse, they lend a hand, without turning up their noses, arching those eyebrows, being stiff upper lip.

Sometimes they upload those very magical photos, sometimes social media just takes too much time for them. But they always return text.

the curve

I've been looking for ways to lift up my spirits from the doldrums and I've been reading business ideas, on how to be my own boss, how to earn the keep with utmost insight and determination. And it's a monumental task. Where art thou, savings in order to create a brand? It would probably be liberating to have the capital to establish a business and nurture it from infancy, experience its growth, see it prosper.

But as we dare to dream, we might as well write fiction. I've read and seen people open and close shops over the course of decades. Sustaining a business, catching the public's interest, discovering a gap in the market, require a lot of luck. But with in-depth research, there's should be hope.

wishing for green thumb

for Valentine's Day. it's gone.
slowly wilted.







for Mothers Day. it's still here. I have to learn how to keep this alive and going.

let's bake again

I'm still not doing enough baking to calm my nerves whenever I see piled-up laundry and dirty dishes or the thought of yet another round of tidying up, shredding and hoovering as part of the usual routine.

Peppa Pig would just label my concerns "boring," bitchy little piggy. Peppa is one competitive animated character. My world has been soaked in animation for almost two years. I don't mind, anything that would grab the toddler's attention is more than welcome in this journey of screams and wails.