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Archive for November, 2009

Of baby blues and pinks

Excerpts from an old 3 way email conversation:-

R: morning comrades! …
B: Hey babes, How’s the doing? 🙂
A: Babes!??! THere’s only one babe around here. LOL how does it feel like, to be referred to as a babe huh? Muahaha.
Now you realize dude has its merit ehh..

B:I’m happy to be a dude but babes … them rock my world 😀
R: say man..put the JD down and step away from the bar.. its freaking 11am in the morning..
AND NO, I ain’t no babe! even though the word has only been implied to feminine use and not defined as so, I still AIN’T NO BABE! agreed on the babe rocking your world part! 😉
A: Correction, It’s probably whisky or vodka, straight. LOL  Aww, it ain’t so bad. He sees your “feminine” side. Aint that great?!!!Muahaha…i seem to think I get more wicked everyday. Why’s that eh? You guys are BAD influences.
As for the last part, I represent the babes of the world in saying a thank you. (a curtsy is required, use your imagination!)
B: “He sees your “feminine” side. Aint that great” Quote – yeap sure thing. I’ve also had visions of R with lipstick? 😀 smokingggggg. Lol… that’s why. We’re not bad, we are angels …. Without wings and golden hoops over our heads that is. You’re most welcomed Ash, awww what’s curtsy? Lemme google  

make a curtsy; usually done only by girls and women; as a sign of respect; “She curtsied when she shook the B’s hand”

Wow, don’t you love google.

R: what!! lipstick!! ..hmm ..okay what color though? Thats right, we are angles who dont play harps but guitars!
Google rocks!!!
B: I don’t know Bright Pink or Baby blue maybe? HAHAHA … the thought alone send shivers down me spine … Need to refill my Green Tea BRB.
A: Hmm…Curtsies are nice feminine things to do i think. Though I don’t think you will catch me doing it anytime soon. Muahaha and certainly i will NOT do it when shaking your hand B! When do I ever shake your hand anyway? Whacking it is more often yeah? Think my sister!! MUahaha
MEN?! (shakes head) IOnly you can think of baby blue lipstick. You’ll look like a drag queen with tubercolossis.
And bright pink? Drag queen after a night’s performance. Now don’t even get me started on greens and purples.
And google? Use blackle to save energy!

B: Me goodness …. You are hilarious Ashlee, you make me laugh so hard people in my department were staring at me … think I’m crazy or something. 🙂
R: well news flash dude..they are staring at you cause you are crazy..hahah baby blue.. hmmm  always liked that color…but the mental picture of drag queen with TB just about ruined it for me!
A: Who me?! I didn’t do anything. (mental picture: halo on top of my head) And I betcha never look at baby blue the same way again. *winks
Phew that fish cracker was hot!I’m hungry


Sunglasses: to shield one’s eyes from the sun
Having got that definition cleared up, I have always wondered why some people choose to wear them inside buildings, the best example would be inside shopping malls. (Ha! Could it be those spotlights eh?)

Me, the innocent shopper walking past a person who behaves like that, after noticing them, cannot help but swivel my head up to check if there were indeed glares anywhere.

Well, more often not, and I will make a face, shake my head exaaperatedly and walk on. 

What took the cake was, I was watching a television series and this girl who rode a bike when to have supper delivered to another actor. When they had finished, she got on her bike, PUT on her sunglasses and said “Ciao!” breezily to the guy and roared off on her bike.

I cracked up, can’t help it! Well, technically, the movie set would contain lights and she would be able to see her way even with the sunglasses, but it was actually hilarious to me. Just another movie blip.

Random thoughts, random thoughts. Time to be getting some beauty sleep. Hmm, I think Chamomile does help, my headache’s almost entirely gone. Whoopdee doo. And I’m relaxed enough to sleep now. What could be better than a full 8 hours sleep?

Answer: A full 8 hours’ sleep with sweet dreams!


Parking Spots

Mr.R found a parking spot by the roadside just near the place he wanted to eat. However there was a lamp post that took up some space. No matter, he started reversing his car into the spot while Mr. C and I continued chattering on.

Once, twice. A little too near the lamp post, again, reverse, front.

I spotted a car easing smoothly out of the space directly opposite us.

“Oh look, a perfect parking spot right opposite,” I said, casually.

Mr.R stops reversing and makes a mock scowl, “Hate it when this happens.”

“Well God has a sense of humor,” I said. 😛

“YEAH!” agrees Mr.R.

I started laughing,”I’m sure He’s cracking up, up there.”

Lo and behold, Mr.R eased the car to the space opposite, and reversed and parked it straight when, the car in front eased smoothly out from it’s space!

I cracked up, I really can’t help it! “I love it when He agrees with me!”

fun fairs, sunshiny day, heavy rain, late night

So, so pooped!

Now that didn’t come out right, poop means err…ah well…

My eyes are closing, I’m autopilot…what a day! Phew, and I’m still unshowered, eww, ah but the silver lining being, a nice, nice dinner!

The bad thing being, out in the sun the whole morning, being shoved about by throngs of people, late nights, early rising tomorrow (earlier than a work day! 😦 ), my family here and I can’t spend time with them!


I’ve no strength left to be pissed, is that bad? I need a shower, and sleep…and sleep…and sleep….and sleep…


但有时,‘珍惜’, 只得一次。

I got this phrase from my sister’s blog. Sometimes, the flowery, lilting Mandarin language seems to give so much depth to a word.

珍惜 = cherish/appreciate

The entire phrase means, to lose something, then only will you learn to cherish it, but sometimes, the opportunity to cherish only passes once, to lose that chance, you might not get another.

I’ve been there, I know that bitter, metallic taste of losing something or someone that you would’ve loved to cherish, maybe even for a lifetime, but that opportunity has passed you by.

What should one do? Mope and cry? Rant and rave? Shrug the shoulders and soldier on? March ahead, with unshed tears?

Had me some time to calm down, think, accept the facts, learnt the lesson, gathered the shattered pieces and memories in a heap, put them in a bos, locked it, kept the keys and moved on. Once in a while, I take the memories out, shake the dust from them and reflect on the lessons learnt, now without bitterness, instead looking to weave them into my tapestry.

My tapestry of life.

A Rant and then some…

I got really pissed off today…honestly. I hate being threatened. It’s so bloody  below the belt!

But the great thing: there’re always lights somewhere…we just have to turn our heads around sometimes.


But somehow, dinner with some friends and some time to chill with dessert, drama series, a Vitamin C scrub, an oatmeal and honey mask mellowing me, my sister’s blog giving me rip-roaring side splitting laughs, I feel calmer. Or maybe it’s that Chamomile Green Tea.

I am looking forward to my family being here tomorrow.  One of my favourite sister and my favourite brother’s coming to town, ooh my favourite mom and dad too. Looking forward…looking forward…looking forward…

I’m feeling much lighter now after everything has been settled and I am able to breathe a little easier…

A new year, a new leaf…

Crossing Bridges

What lies on the opposite side of the meadow? I see lush green grass, cows grazing, lilies on the field, a merry gurgling brook. Does it mean that there won’t be thunderstorms once in a while, does it mean that there won’t be flash floods and rainy days and running cows? 🙂

I do not think so. But it’s a journey that I must make to discover more, more of myself. To leave behind familiarity, to leave behind what I’ve known and am comfortable with, to uproot.

To cross that bridge, into a place I’ve never been.

Life is not measured by the number of breaths we take but by the moments that takes our breath away- George Carlin

*these days sure are taking my breath away…