Friday, November 24, 2006

Clutter
Clutter is not just about clearing a physical space. It's an emotional and spiritual act - Lesley Garner
Do you get a sense of lightness after throwing out a bunch of stuff? I do. I find it incredibly therapeutic. Problem is.....I have too much stuff. And so the process doesn't happen often enough and seems endless when I do get round to it. I find it works best when I have a sudden burst of energy and devil-may-care attitude. Like being trigger happy....I get dustbin happy.
Where does the emotional and spiritual aspects come in? If my junk could talk, they'd be going:
Think about all those good times we had together. Don't they count for anything? How can you do this after all I've done for you? Call yourself a friend? Do this and you'll regret it. Life will never be the same again. Come on....just let me hang around a little longer....I won't take up much space. Promise. Infact, if you leave me here in this dark corner, I won't say a word.

Thursday, November 23, 2006

De-Cluttering
I feel the need to spring clean. My motto shall be: If in doubt, throw it out.

Wednesday, November 15, 2006


Warning!!!!!
That's why he's also got this nasty warning to those of us who might be tempted to gobble any cookie up.
It reads:
DO NOT eat a cookie or be prepared for crazy screaming and to bake a batch of cookies too.

Choc Chip Cookies
Son No.2 has always enjoyed baking. We also enjoy it when he bakes. But.....this batch is for his class party.

Monday, November 13, 2006


2nd Link Singapore Johore Bridge Run
If you find yourself scrutinising this pic and wondering where I might be.....well....good luck! Tim & I ran across the bridge to Johore (without need of our passports)...just a few km shy of Sultan Abu Bakar Immigration Complex, made a U-turn & back....together with about 7000 other folks. That was 10km. This time....although I wore better socks, I managed to get a blister started between my third & fourth toes on my right foot. I'm kind of bummed about how long it took for me to complete. I couldn't get into the breathing-music-rhythm pace that I wanted to. I was very distracted by the incline. Never noticed that before. I hate running up inclines. Some highlights were the African runners that hardly broke a sweat, the Ang-Moh with his kid in the pram that overtook me....and the older lady that climbed over the barricade so she cut short the distance. I realize now that I am not prepared for the Standard Charted race coming up 3rd Dec. Oh well....

Friday, November 10, 2006


How do you react when you see signs like this? Well...it just tickles my toes & gets my heart beating excitedly. The game goes a lot quicker because I just don't bother looking for all those stray balls anymore.
Here it is.....my alligator shoe....about 2 holes later, the whole sole came off. It was a lot easier to walk after that. It was only noticeable when I was putting....then I felt a little self-conscious.

Thursday, November 09, 2006

Definition of Sabotage
deliberate damaging or destroying of property or equipment by enemy agents or disgruntled workers. an action taken to hinder somebody's efforts.
Origin: Sabotage derives ultimately from a French word meaning "clog". The underlying idea was of clattering along in clogs. Through the implication of clumsiness, this came to mean "do work badly", and then "destroy deliberately."
Ha! Dedicated to my two Saboteurs!

Wednesday, November 08, 2006

9 holes, Alligator Shoe & Chipped Golf Ball
I have some swell pics of the above but can't seem to post them. Bug in PC. Anyway, I totally embarrassed myself yesterday by playing like a beginner. My son played much better than me. I lost 3 balls to the jungle & pond. After the 3rd hole, my right shoe decided to do an alligator on me. Y'know, the sole detaching from the shoe. This same thing happened while golfing with my pal in Bangkok. The only way for me to walk was like Quasimodo. The couple that joined our flight was polite & didn't say anything....but I felt like an idiot. Later we found a chipped ball. Either a really cheapo ball or a very powerful swing. By the way, the inside of a golf ball is pink. That was fun though. I need to go play golf again.....real soon.

Monday, November 06, 2006

Words of Wisdom......
I heard today.

Live simply
Walk humbly
Give freely
Care deeply
Love unconditionally

Thursday, November 02, 2006

Recognize this ad? I think it's very, very original.

Wednesday, November 01, 2006


A Funny Book
There is, by the way, no mention of screaming or microwaves inside. I like the title though. So funny. This book is about life balance. She has tried the usual things like time management, prioritizing, delegating etc. Her conclusion is what she calls:

The Connection Solution
1. What should I do?
2. What do I want to do?
3. What do I need to do?
4. With whom should I connect?

I find these examples she cited as quite funny.

Before I leave on a business trip I have forty-seven things to do. As I prepare, I ask myself four questions. For example:
Q. What should I do before I leave?
A. Go to the charity board of director's meeting.

Q. What do I want to do?
A. Exercise

Q. What do I need to do?
A. Wash the clothes so the family will have some clean underwear when I'm gone.

Q. With whom should I connect?
A. My daughter Emily. The charity's board of directors will forgive me (or get over it), I can exercise on the road, and clean underwear every day is an overrated concept. ( I mean, who is going to ever know?)

I must try that on the boys. Clean underwear is an overrated concept. Nobody will know.

A Thinking Book
First Edition: July 1960.
I didn't know this was so old when I read it....can't tell at all. So this must be what is called quality, timeless stuff. Too lazy to do a book review. It's not just about $$ riches. We are rich in so many other ways too. So I'll just borrow lines & whole paragraphs that I enjoyed reading.

You have absolute control over but one thing, and that is your thoughts.

There's a section titled: The Brain. A broadcasting and receiving station for Thought. This is good stuff.

Sometimes men speak lightly of the intangibles--the things which they cannot perceive through any of their five senses, and when we hear them, it should remind us that all of us are controlled by forces which are unseen and intangible.
The whole of mankind has not the power to cope with, nor to control the intangible force wrapped up in the rolling waves of the oceans. Man has not the capacity to understand the intangible force of gravity, which keeps this little earth suspended in space, and keeps man from falling from it, much less the power to control the force. Man is entirely subservient to the intangible force which comes with a thunder storm, and he is just as helpless in the presence of the intangible force of electricity.
Nor is this by any means the end of man's ignorance in connection with things unseen and intangible. He does not understand the intangible force (and intelligence) wrapped up in the soil of the earth - the force which provides him with every morsel of food he eats, every article of clothing he wears, every dollar he carries in his pockets.