Posts Tagged ‘Random’

An OCD Moment


I confess. It’s a hidden part of me… sometimes it kind of escapes. Every now and again I just have to release it… actually truth be told, when the moment strikes I simply cannot contain it.

I get very obsessive about neatness, orderliness and not having anything out of place

Well, that moment occurred a few days ago. I took a look at these files and my fingers itched. Do you see what I see? They look neatly arranged don’t they? Looks can be deceiving. Look closely.


Only those inflicted with the same conditioned eyes, the same wired brain can see ….

The comb binds…. they are not all the same size!!!! How offending to the eyes!

Now please excuse me while I go sort this out. By the way this photo was deliberately taken from a skewed angle. To further “enhance” the dreadful sight!

Ma Friend


First to greet us when we get home.

Always keen to go for walks with us.

Alert whenever someone new comes.

IMG_4576 But

Runs away when strangers approach her.

Barks at even the little children.

Doesn’t like unfamiliar cars.

Considers motorbikes the enemy to be chased off the premises.

Yes, meet my nine-year old canine named Sprite.


Whiter Shade of Pale


We were just sitting down and our legs were outstretched. Suddenly someone commented on mine.

My first thoughts were “What, are they so fat that they have drawn attention?!”

I need not have feared. Attention was drawn because of the colour.

IMG_7778I have to admit, I look kind of anaemic here…… !

Some Days Ahhhhh



My day of rest.

Once a week.

I just want to laze about.

Today is the day.

Just like my cat.



Do Not Eat



I don’t know about you, but to be given an appetite-inducing box of chips and see this written on it just as you are about to open it is just……! One can either laugh or go HUH????! IMG_2270I laughed and opened it … to find that it was already partially consumed!

NO WONDER I was “forbidden” to eat it!


She Peeks


She loves her new spot.

She rules.

She observes.

She waits.

She peeks at all and sundry.

And she feels safe there. It is a warm and snug Mitten size hole …

That folks, is my letter box without a door! Haha!


A Gift


It is customary during the Chinese New Year that the married folk give gifts to the unmarried. Called the ang-pow, or red packet, it is the norm which all children look forward to. In some cultures, parents will still give to their married offspring. Mostly however, over time, it is the grown up children would give to their parents.

This year, after thirty years of marriage, surprise surprise. A stranger decided to give me an ang-pow! Was I wearing my poorest, oldest looking top? Who knows? It’s not much, and quite fun!

Blink Blink


Blink and you’d miss it.

Can you see it? Haha! At first I thought I was imaging things. You know, old age and not being able to see well.

But then I realised I wasn’t the only staring!! And now, you see what I saw – this car has “eyes”. Well, at least it has eyelashes. It’s cute.

Do you know what is even more cute?

The driver. One would have thought it was a female driving. But it was a young man. Honest! I blinked with confusion!

Where there is smoke….


From a distance we could see it. The plume of white smoke rising up. We wondered what could be burning so badly. Was it on the main road? Was it off the dual carriageway?

It seemed to be a major event, whatever it was.

As we grew nearer, I steadied my camera in my hand. I didn’t want to miss the shot.

No, I wasn’t driving and taking photos! Hubby was at the wheel!

In seconds, we saw it!

That’s right. We saw…. nothing. There was absolutely nothing that was causing the smoke. Nothing that we could see anyway…Just a lot of dissipating smoke.

And here endeth another post…. !



I was sent this today

A young wife sat on a sofa on a hot humid day, drinking iced tea and visiting with her mother.

As they talked about life, about marriage, about the responsibilities of life and the obligations of adulthood, the mother clinked the ice cubes in her glass thoughtfully and turned a clear, sober glance upon her daughter. ‘Don’t forget your sisters,’ she advised, swirling the tea leaves to the bottom of her glass. ‘They’ll be more important as you get older. No matter how much you love your husband, no matter how much you love the children you may have, you are still going to need sisters. Remember to go places with them now and then; do things with them.’

‘Remember that ‘sisters’ means ALL the women… your girlfriends, your daughters, and all your other women relatives too. ‘You’ll need other women. Women always do.’

What a funny piece of advice!’ the young woman thought. Haven’t I just gotten married? Haven’t I just joined the couple-world? I’m now a married woman, for goodness sake! A grownup! Surely my husband and the family we may start will be all I need to make my life worthwhile!’

But she listened to her mother. She kept contact with her sisters and made more women friends each year.

As the years tumbled by, one after another, she gradually came to understand that her mother really knew what she was talking about. As time and nature work their changes and their mysteries upon a woman, sisters are the mainstays of her life.

After more than 50 years of living in this world, here is what I’ve learned:


Time passes.

Life happens.

Distance separates.

Children grow up.

Jobs come and go.

Love waxes and wanes.

Men don’t do what they’re supposed to do.

Hearts break.

Parents die.

Colleagues forget favors.

Careers end.


Sisters are there, no matter how much time and how many miles are between you. A girl friend is never farther away than needing her can reach. When you have to walk that lonesome valley and you have to walk it by yourself, the women in your life will be on the valley’s rim, cheering you on, praying for you, pulling for you, intervening on your behalf, and waiting with open arms at the valley’s end.

Sometimes, they will even break the rules and walk beside you…..Or come in and carry you out.

Girlfriends, daughters, granddaughters, daughters-in-law, sisters, sisters-in-law, Mothers, Grandmothers, aunties, nieces, cousins, and extended family: all bless our life! The world wouldn’t be the same without women, and neither would I. When we began this adventure called womanhood, we had no idea of the incredible joys or sorrows that lay ahead. Nor did we know how much we would need each other.

Any thoughts anyone?