My Ovaries

'Li Yen aka Right Ovary'

'Jamie aka Left Ovary'

Nope not the ones inside me but the ones that sit across from me.

Li Yen (Right Ovary).
Jamie (Left Ovary).

My little Planners. Both very sweet and very strange all at the same time. They make random noises and come up with some of the most random statements at the most random times.

Li Yen has a scary resemblance to Simba (furrowed brow and confused expression) and she speaks earnestly to her computer screen when the numbers in her reports don't tally. She also goes into 'Kangaroo-lish' whenever she gets on the phone with a Caucasian person.

Jamie is a cross between a bunny rabbit and a cat. She purrs, hops and does manja faces all at the same time. She doesn't realise I know she's just messed up something on one of her campaigns and is trying to get away with it! Hahah!

Until their next act of random-ness... adios!

Gosh has it been that long?

"I am a DIVA and Simba is an imbecile' (Lola)

Mr 'Good Canine Citizen' (Simba)

...wow! I didn't realise it's been more than 2 months since my last post. I knew I wasn't going to be one of those regular 'bloggers' ...posting entries every other day about every damned thing they eat, drink or s**t...but 2 months is such a long time for my fans (HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA) to have had to wait.

My life has been hectic to say the least. Simba and Lola (my 2 cockers) are growing up fast and are lovely beyond belief! Simba still only knows 1 trick - 'Shake' which he is extremely proud of..he recently graduated from obedience class and is now officially a 'Good Canine Citizen'.

(Refer attached pix)

Lola is still too cool for school. All she wants to do is cuddle and kiss. Oh and whack Simba with her paw while she pins him down and proceeds to bite off his ear. And he lets her! Haha..

KP has a new job waiting for him and I think I am more excited for him than he is. It's at NagaDDB and he's going to be great! About time he gets paid for goofing around and telling un-funny jokes! Haha...just kidding, oh brilliant husband of mine.. :-)

Christmas is around the corner and while I am feeling more in the mood for it this year than last, I find myself having to keep my happy feelings under wraps whilst work continues to come at me at 100 miles per hour. Not that I don't like my job and all...but I just wish Jesus's birthday and brand planning season wouldn't clash every single year. It sort of takes the 'Joy' out of 'Joy to the World'.

Oh well - such is life. It has to go on.

Back to work now until next time.

XOXOXOX

Wet Weekend!

I'm exhausted beyond belief at the moment so am sneaking a 5 minute (ok, ok 10 minute, but who's counting?!) break to breeze through some recent photos. Came across this lot, which were taken a few weekends ago at my aunty Ann's house. Simba and Lola, my lovely cockers in her garden and me and the man trying to convince ourselves that they'd actually enjoy the new pool we bought them...sigh... Lola ran around the entire 2 hours sniffing everything..staying totally clear of the pool and Simba jumped in, only because I kept tossing a ball in..so the poor fella really didn't have much of a choice!

Haha...ENJOY!

Bangkok Calling

It's been a few months, I know. Life kind of took over and pushed me into 5th gear. I woke up this morning and it hit me that it's almost October. I want to begin planning for 2010 but there are some things I want to do before 2009 takes a bow and retreats into the shadows.

I think my highest point this year (so far) has been my trip to Bangkok. I admit I had extremely mixed feelings about going and had been postponing this pilgrimage for awhile...I thought it'd just be too sentimental..me having lived there for 2 years, made so many dear friends and left them all behind, found my precious dog, Xena there (who has since passed)...I just didn't know if the whole thing would just be too....emotional.

It was.....amazing! Yes, I totally avoided going anywhere near the vicinity of where we used to live (cos that would've just been too much!) but the sights, sounds, smells of Bangkok...aaahhh.....absolute heaven for my soul! It was like I was going HOME.

The food, the shopping, the coconuts, the traffic, the manholes, the people, the nightlife, the BTS stations, the Chao Phraya in all its muddy, overused glory!

The signboards that were completely in Thai except for a few odd ones that made you giggle because the English was so childlike and innocent. You knew they tried.

Anyway - I'm glad KP and I went. We caught up with old friends, spent an hour on the Chao Phraya from the city to its fringe and happily paid the 330 baht (RM30) excess baggage fee at the end of it all. It was an uplifting trip and gave me a renewed sense of myself. It felt good to know that I feel at home someplace other than Malaysia. I dare say I feel even more at home there...now that's another story!

"ANTHEM"

This is one of my favourite songs. I especially love the chorus (Highlighted in Yellow).

Listen to it here: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OMasuK9OvYQ

The birds they sang at the break of day
Start again I heard them say
Don't dwell on what has passed away or what is yet to be.
Ah the wars they will be fought again
The holy dove
She will be caught again bought and sold and bought again the dove is never free.

Ring the bells that still can ring
Forget your perfect offering
There is a crack in everything
That's how the light gets in.

We asked for signs the signs were sent:
the birth betrayed the marriage spent
Yeah the widowhood of every government -- signs for all to see.
I can't run no more with that lawless crowd
while the killers in high places say their prayers out loud.
But they've summoned, they've summoned up a thundercloud
and they're going to hear from me.

Ring the bells that still can ring ...
You can add up the parts but you won't have the sum
You can strike up the march, there is no drum
Every heart, every heart to love will come but like a refugee.

Ring the bells that still can ring
Forget your perfect offering
There is a crack, a crack in everything
That's how the light gets in.

Ring the bells that still can ring
Forget your perfect offering
There is a crack, a crack in everything
That's how the light gets in.
That's how the light gets in.
That's how the light gets in.

What will people say at YOUR funeral?

My mum's cousin collapsed and passed away on Monday night. I attended her funeral yesterday. The church service ended with her brother Rohan's eulogy. Some of the words he and many others used to describe his sister were as follows:

KIND

GENTLE

HONEST

SINCERE

GRACIOUS

RESPECTFUL

FORGIVING

LOADED WITH FAITH (IN GOD AND IN PEOPLE)

COMPASSIONATE

My uncle (Dato Dr Charles Vijayan David) once said 'She is close to being the perfect person'.

Rohan said as far as he remembered, his sister only ever displayed anger, or a semblance of it once. And even that was a feeble attempt! She simply could not get upset or angry about anything or with anyone. She lived her life in service to God and to the people around her. She was a qualified Pharmacist and a person of high standing in the Consumer Association of Penang (CAP). She travelled the world and attended international conferences as well as spoke at them. Her voice might have been soft and gentle and her personality humble and reserved; but she left a huge imprint on the world and on the lives of the people she touched.

My memories of her are of a lady who always smiled. Smiled like she cared and like she herself didn't have a care in the world. She was calm and reassuring. Always asking how you were and very interested in what you had to say. She took the time and she took the trouble. She was a devoted mother, a loving daughter and a wonderful friend.

It was a lovely funeral. Very sad but everyone with so much good to remember her by. And for those of you who believe in heaven (I know I do), she is definitely there right now, feasting and dancing. Another angel to watch over us.

Her passing got me thinking. What have I done that's good in my life? Whom have I touched? What worth will I leave behind?

What will people say at my funeral?

Kireen Marion Marshall was 45 when she passed on. She leaves behind her husband - Peter Louise and their darling son, Joseph - 6 years old and with a smile just like his mother's.

Christian the Lion - the reunion of a Lion with his owners!

I will reserve my words. See for yourself.


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zVNTdWbVBgc&feature=fvst