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    Monday, August 21, 2006


    A Slice of My Life
    Had a couple of interesting conversations recently.

    The first one happened with my sis. She's kinda blur recently. Wonder why.
    I offered her a slice of fresh peach and she went...

    "How come peach got skin one?"

    "Peach of course got skin mah, if not lei?"

    She stares at the slice for a couple of seconds then:
    "Why the colour...."
    She had a relevation that she's about to ask a stupid question.

    I narrowed my eyes.
    "Don't tell me you think it's orange like canned peaches?!"

    Of course she was thinking about canned peaches. Methinks she eats too much Delifrance Peach tarts.

    Another weird conversation went like this.
    This happened during the opening EPL match between Liverpool and Sheffield.

    I asked The Chosen One,
    "Dear, wanna take the dog out for a walk tonight?"

    No answer.
    Realising he's totally hooked on the football match, I didn't get upset that there was no response to my question. It totally slipped my mind after that.
    The poor dog didn't get a walk.

    Next day, I had an appointment with the dentist.
    So, early in the morning was a trip to the dentist, followed by breakfast in MacDonald's because The Chosen One was starving.
    After that, was back home to wake the 2 sleepyheads.

    Then The Chosen One suddenly asked the weird question of the day.

    "Dear, did I forget to answer you last night, about taking Lego for a walk?"

    Silence....

    I had no idea my question actually registered.
    But for him to suddenly ask if he forgot to answer me....

    But The Chosen One does the weirdest things at times.

    I think I am going to make it my favourite activity now is to catch him when he's really tired.
    Just recently, he fell asleep rather early in the night and woke up a couple of hours later, looking all bleary eyed.
    I asked him some questions, got incoherent answers, asked him to go back to sleep, got more incoherent answers.
    Finally he said he was going to the toilet, came back and was as incoherent as before.
    It's times like these I get gems like these:

    "Dear, you ok?"

    "If you insert the script, then ok lor."

    "Huh? Insert?"

    "Uh...am I talking nonsense?"

    "Yes. Go back to sleep, I'll talk to you tomorrow."

    Five minutes later. After The Chosen One's tossing and turning was making me irritated. I just had to ask him.

    "Dear, can't sleep?"

    "It's in the Inbox lor."

    Inbox?


    Wednesday, August 02, 2006


    A Place of My Own
    Over the last weekend, I had just finalised and signed for the biggest purchase I've ever had. My very own place!

    Unfortunately, we can only get our hands on it at the end of the year.

    But, nevermind, this will give me more time to research on renovations and decor.
    Actually, I think The Chosen One is more interested in decor than I am. He even bought magazines.... O_o

    After months of search, viewing so many places, we have finally found a place we both liked.
    I remembered there was one place I viewed that was so run down that thinking about the renovation cost was enough to give me heart palpitations.
    Not to mention is was situated on the third floor and was a walkup.
    There was also another place which the agent said was in move in condition.
    Yeah, right.
    Move in after you have finished the renovations condition is more likely.
    I liked another place before settling on this one. But that one was a low floor, walk up, and facing a school. Thinking about the noise gave me second thoughts....

    Of course there was compromise in searching for our place.
    I like high floors, The Chosen One like lift levels, but I was willing to give up the high floor option.
    One thing we both agreed was: minimal renovations.

    In the end, this one we both liked was on a higher floor, in great condition, especially the flooring, on a lift level, and I loved it on first sight.

    But I am gearing up for more arguments and compromise once we get renovations and furnishing underway.
    My colleague has already given me an account of her experience.
    Seems that she was the type that if she liked it, price was reasonable, she will get it. Her husband, on the other hand, loved to spend hours walking around the same few shop making sure he had the best bargain available.

    I think (maybe hope?) both The Chosen One and I have similar values. It will really cut down on arguments and wasting time.

     
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