Monday, March 23, 2015

black day

When I brought the kids to school this morning, the radio stations all sounded like 92.4. Morose moving piano music, the sort heard in weepie Korean dramas, replaced the usual chirpy DJs and upbeat morning pop.

No explanation was needed. I knew he was gone.

Last night, Manchester United beat Liverpool 2-1. KK was thrilled. The match ended at 1130pm. About four hours later, the man who defeated the odds for our little nation died in his hospital bed in the intensive care unit of the Singapore General Hospital, while we were all sleeping.

The children are not back from school. But I know they would have been informed. Any sort of ‘happy’ school event in the week has been cancelled. It will be a gray week at school.

I am sitting at my computer, reading tribute after tribute popping up on my Facebook feed. Online, I see his son the Prime Minister addressing the nation and I cry a little when he cries a little. On my desk are reams of notes and books about him. One of my jobs over the last few weeks has been to write a commissioned tribute.

But really, like the Law Minister said in his Facebook post, what is there to write that hasn’t been written?

Sunday, March 15, 2015

happy 7

When people do things for me that I don’t want to do.

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* Thanks, Day

Saturday, March 14, 2015

happy 6

The thrill upon seeing KK’s new company logo, designed by PK. It makes it real!

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Friday, March 13, 2015

happy 5

On the very rare occasion when home-cooked food looks attractive. In this case, the outcome looked quite close to the inspiring picture on the noodle pack.

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Thursday, March 12, 2015

happy 4

A date with one child (this one gets a lot of it).

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Wednesday, March 11, 2015

happy 3

Making music with other people. One of my greatest joys in life and one which I pray I will always, always have.

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Tuesday, March 10, 2015

happy 2

Waking up to the mobile phone alarm at 630am and cracking my eyes open to glorious light from the kitchen (someone has already switched it on), and wandering out of the bedroom to see Day finishing his breakfast, Jo tying her hair and Lu brushing her teeth, all in uniform. I go back to bed.

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Monday, March 09, 2015

happy 1

Because I need a perk-me-up, things which make me happy.

The rooster trio at East Coast Park (at the part of the beach near Old White Town Coffee). They always make me smile.

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* Lulu chasing roosters

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Monday, March 02, 2015

snapshot

I am so busy it’s not funny.

Every single day I have to remind myself not to panic or hyperventilate and even as I type this on a break, my heart is pumping madly and my fingers are twitching.

How did I get here again? Oh, because I wanted to do everything, it all sounded terribly fun and exciting when I said yes and yes and yes and yes.

I must focus on eating and drinking, going to the toilet when I need to, and sleeping sufficiently.

Oh and there's the kids of course. And KK's fledgling business for which I'm corporate support.

The eczema, my reliable stress indicators, is flaring up.

I can’t wait for June when I think it’ll all be over.

I’m turning 40 in 14 days. I just want to get my passport, pack a bag and escape, alone, to some cold desolate place with no Internet and no people, away even from my husband and children.

Sick of commitment, sick of responsibility.

Saturday, February 28, 2015

dress test

Dress

That dress hooha.

OK kids (lest you read this in future and are wondering what this photo is doing here) this is the dress which the Internet and the Prime Minister of Singapore mulled over because you either saw white-gold or blue-black.

Clearly, it’s white-gold to Papa and I (and the PM).

Imagine my shock when not one, not two, but all three of you, when summoned over to the computer, declared that it was blue-black and looked at us as if we were mad when we said otherwise.

What the hell.