Sunday, January 30, 2011

2 year-old candy

Like a hamster, Silver Bullet loves hoarding his food, and as a result we hardly would ever run out of food or snacks and such whenever we feel like doubling up our waistlines. Not surprisingly, sometimes, we do forget what we have in our food storage.

This is a box of candy Silver Bullet discovered just a few days ago which has incidentally been in our pile of food storage for more than 2 years, of which we have forgotten about...


Thinking that he could do with a snack since he loves these kind of fruit candies, he opened it up only to find it looking like this:


Every single piece of candy had hardened and somehow fused together, hard as a fossilised rock! You should have seen the disappointed look on Silver Bullet's face...

 Not surprisingly, it ended up in the bin. It expired more than a year ago!

I wonder what other expired items we'll find in our pile of stashed food. :p

Saturday, January 29, 2011

Open-door policy

The cats are a happy bunch again since we re-introduced the “open-door policy” to our bedroom when Spud began sleeping in her own room.

They don’t seem too bothered that they have been banished from Spud’s room, but every so often, they try their best to sneak in whenever we try to get to Spud’s room. But at least they have become slightly less needy in the day, as they can now come and go into our room as they please during the night.

I have, several times, woken up at night only to discover that Fudge and Donut had took turns to crawl underneath my armpit or curled up next to my head to snuggle up with me whilst I’m fast asleep. Forget about Andy – she only showers her affection to Silver Bullet.

It’s nice to have them snuggling back with us after all this while. I guess for them, it is a long time coming.

Here's Ah-Nut snuggling away with Silver Bullet - a rare occasion, indeed!

Friday, January 28, 2011

Bad mom no more

A colleague of mine has kindly MMS me a picture she has taken of Spud when we attended her birthday brunch a few weeks ago. She thought it was the cutest picture ever.

All this stemmed out from the time when I shamefully admitted that as a mother, I have, to date, failed to have any pictures of my child in my mobile.

Thanks to her, I now have a shot of my own baby in my phone. I guess it's about time...

Funnily enough,  it "only" takes another person to snap a picture of Spud using her iPhone, of which then she willingly shoved it to me without me having to ask for it. No, actually, come to think of it, she insisted that I have it and could I please have at least ONE picture in my mobile phone.


That's Spud and her "Huh?!"  curious-looking face.

I guess it was not a bad picture after all.

Uproar in SG

I'm a few days late behind this one, but I reckon the recent news of LKY urging Muslims to be "less strict" may have caused quite a bit of an uproar within the local communities.

When I read the article though, I thought it was a little bit out of line...especially when it comes from a very well-respected man of a high stature.

I am not about to comment on the grounds of religion as I think that is something extremely personal. What anyone does with their own interpretation of God is between the individual and God alone. Whether the fellow Muslims want to exercise how strict they want to be in practising the religion is not for me to judge.

What appalled and caught me off-guard, as well as had me shaking my head were the following quotes:
1. "A poll says 90 percent of Chinese Singaporeans say they will elect a non-Chinese as PM. Yes, this is the ideal. You believe these polls? Utter rubbish. They say what is politically correct," he stated.
I cannot believe he said that! I mean, this was the guy who used to preach racial harmony, and as a nation, we grew up learning to respect the beliefs and traditions of those who are different from us - "regardless of language, race and religion" to quote from our pledge. While I still do believe racism still exists deep beneath the surface of the society to a certain extend, such words from a man of influence should never come out of his mouth. It becomes a means to propagate racism. What he said will, in my mind, further instigate already the deep-seated issue of Racism. It will very well slight the presence of minority Malays, Indians and those defined as "others".

What he effectively had said is that, unless you are a Chinese (and I guess that includes those from the Republic of China who become a Singapore citizen ), there is no space for you to be a PM.

That is just very unhealthy.
2. He also defended the policy of promoting marriage between highly-educated Singaporeans, a policy seen by critics as a form of social engineering, and dismissed the notion of love at first sight.


"People get educated, the bright ones rise, they marry equally well-educated spouses. The result is their children are likely to be smarter than the children of those who are gardeners," he said.

"It's a fact of life. You get a good mare, you don't want a dud stallion to breed with your good mare. You get a poor foal."
This, to me is very disheartening. It tipped the big insult scale more than anything else. I resent the fact that he thought "children of those who are gardeners' " cannot be any smarter than the "highly-educated" ones. If everyone thinks like that and actually embraced what he said, I wonder what kind of society we will be breeding as our future generations. (I see snooty, ill-mannered, selfish, social retards). It is an unjust sweeping statement.

I personally do think that the job of a gardener is NOT less noble. In fact, the likelyhood of a gardener's child actually working harder to get himself educated to earn the priviledge would potentially make him a better human being, Or that this gardener child could be a "highly-educated" individual who just chose to be a gardener. Either way, it hardly makes this person or his future brood less intelligent, me-thinks. If anything, more deserving. Being smart is subjective.

I respect that man for building Singapore as to where it is now, but I cannot subscribe to his values and ideals. At this point, it feels wrong. I can see how his speech will become a cause for concern for it will spark off a greater divide between race and religion, rather than bridging the gap.

For now, I choose to ignore it. It is hard to take a smart old man, given his current age at present, too seriously.

Thursday, January 27, 2011

I am a bad mom

I am probably not the most baby-crazy mom I know. That being said, I am simply not the kind of person to rave about my baby, offering to show everyone her pictures or volunteer information about me and my life in a casual everyday conversation especially with an acquaintance or a stranger I just met. I don’t even do this with my friends, unless they specifically asked for it.

I’m with the notion of why would anybody be interested in my baby? My baby is a cranky pooper-trooper like everyone else’s and it’s like the most boring topic ever!But I digress from my story.

Recently though, a few business-related acquaintances asked me about Spud. And true to its form, they wanted to see a picture of her.

Guess what! I don’t have anything to show for it as there and then, I realised that when I am away from my laptop and digital camera, I actually do not have a single picture of Spud in my phone!

No, ma’am.
Not a single one.
Just only a few of my cats, and perhaps just one of Silver Bullet’s.
Him together with the cats, actually.
And perhaps, some photos of food I'm eating taken mainly for my blog,

And I'm ashamed to admit that I don't really like putting up her photos on the wallpaper of my desktop for the world to see.

For that, I got supremely funny looks. They all must have thought I am weird. After all, what kind of mother doesn’t have a picture of their precious child in their phone?

Yikes! Don’t ask me why I don’t have any pictures of Spud in my phone, I just don’t. Is that really a bad thing?

I do know that I don't love her any less, though! :D

Wednesday, January 26, 2011

My Sister's Keeper

So I am about a few years late.

The only reason I bought this book was because of the rave I heard about the author. I just had to find out for myself what the rave was all about, and so decided to pick up this very title out of sheer randomness on one of my book-shopping spree a long while back. (I also heard that the author tend to go for heart-breaking and gut-wrenching content)

I must have had this book for at least a good 3 years by now, but somehow have never been compelled to read it. I would inevitably wound up fishing for other books instead.

It has obviously been collecting dust on the shelf for quite some time, and since Spud came along, I hardly ever had time to do any reading at all. That is, until last week when I had a small window of opportunity to read while on a flight to upcountry on a work-trip for a day.

The book was a pretty easy read, with a story of a young girl who was conceived and genetically engineered to save her sister’s life. Her mother is hell-bent on not losing her sick child; her father is struggling to do ‘the right thing”, her brother is quite the rebel in the family, while this young girl is trying to define her being within the family and her “outside” life.

I did think the book was average initially. For a while I did not think the book was as poignant as other readers made it out to be. The gut-wrenching sadness I have heard about eluded me as I was reading the book…until I got towards the end. Without giving too much away, I must say that the ending came as a shocking surprise.

So unexpected the ending was, that when I started reading those sentences in the book towards the end, I actually had to pause, put the book down and take in a deep breath just to take in all the moment which happened in a split second. As soon as my eyes glazed over those words, I had this huge lump in my throat. Tears rolled down my eyes soon after

[I kind of feel cheated though…I mean, I was cruise-reading for several days, a few sections at a time; all the time thinking there’s nothing so sad or powerful in the way it was being written, and then BAM! I crumbled just like that]

I guess I would not understand the big hullabaloo behind this book had I not been a parent myself (probably the reason why I put off reading the book for so long).

I know that this book is made into a movie. However, I don’t think I’m going to watch it as, apart from the fact that I don’t really like Cameron Dias, I somehow think that movies tend to  always bring great injustice to the content of the book.


*Image from Google Images

Tuesday, January 25, 2011

Why mothers kiss their babies

I stumbled upon this (of what I thought as an interesting) article by sheer randomness. It was nicely written, and I didn't see the need to try to re-write it as my own:
“There's a natural, instinctual phenomenon among, not just humans, but all mammals to kiss or lick their babies faces. This seems normal, right? After all, we love our babies! But all mammals? Do they really understand the societal connection between loving someone and slobbering all over them? Maybe, but the fact is, they do this, they have the instinct to do this, because they make milk.

You probably know that breast milk contains antibodies. You probably also know that it can contain antibodies tailored to germs the baby is exposed to because the mother makes antibodies against germs she's been exposed to, and since moms and babies spend so much time together, these are typically the same germs their babies are exposed to. But what happens if your baby is exposed to germs you haven't been? These germs, if they're going to make your baby sick, would be entering through the mouth or nose. So the rational thing to do, of course, is to ingest a sampling of the germs on your baby's face so your body can start to make antibodies to those germs! Or maybe it doesn't seem that rational, which is why the instinct is there. So all you have to think is "Awww, you're so cute. I'm gonna kiss your cute little nose!" Betcha didn't know that kiss could be protecting your child from illness!”
Source: Live Journal
Well,as it turned out, I didn't know either!