in every man, there’ll always be a boy
Liz and I decided to stay home on Sunday night, have a few friends over and cook! It was a little .. disorganized .. as my kitchen isn’t full featured. We lacked a table for food preparation, a shelf to keep all the spices/miscellaneous stuff for easy retrieval.
But we made do with what we had and managed to cook up a great meal!
I was in the shower yesterday, doing my whole head-to-toe sanitization routine when I thought about Liz. I reflected on what we’ve gone through these past .. *scratches chin* … hmm … *scratches head* AHA! 7 months. July, August, September, October, November, December, January, February .. March .. 8 months!
These 8 months have passed in a blink of an eye.
It sounds so trivial, when put in that manner. But on the contrary, these 8 months has taught me so much about women. Well, of course .. Liz in particular. But an insight to how and what women think .. which brings me to my point today.
Yeah, firstly .. apologies for not keeping my word on “tomorrow’s entry”.
Anyhows, better late than never .. right? And no, I didn’t forget our first Valentine’s .. nor did I do it later.
Hmm… Liz and I realized that we don’t take a lot of pictures .. Haha. Time for me to invest in a better camera! Maybe not an expensive one .. but rather, a point and shoot one. Hmm .. but here’s a picture of us!
For those who’ve never met us, hello!
Just to share, here’s a shot of the watch I am giving to Liz for Christmas …
Bling or not?
It’s a dress watch, so I suppose it’s supposed to be quite bling. Can’t wait to see it on her.
Plus, I’ve just collected RM300 from my office admin lady. My wallet sure does feel fatter! WheeEEeee!
These past couple of weeks have been a time of discovery, particularly of the women kind. It’s interesting how women’s make-up is so different from men. The way they function, the way they think, the way they react to their circumstances and situations.
My own family is predominantlly male, and having spent more time with Elizabeth’s family which is predominantly female .. gave me a new perspective of family life. Women talk 3 times more than men, so having 66% of the family talk 300% more than the males in the family .. that’s quite .. fuh.
And it made me think about what God had in mind when He crafted women.
What do you think God had in mind?
Keith Urban - God made woman
Liz made me breakfast over the weekend on Saturday, and boy .. I sure did feel like a boy again.
My mom used to make us breakfast on Saturday mornings, where we’ll be treated with pancakes, sunny side up eggs, baked beans, sausages, and french toast. But as we grew older, the Saturday morning breakfasts became less frequent .. and our demand for it dwindled too.
Yeah, I do have breakfast everyday now .. and weekends, I treat myself to expensive dim sum breakie sessions together with Nick .. but nothing beats .. home cooked breakfast of champions filled with love!
Thanks, love.
.. is something that hasn’t come easy for me.
It took a while, not because I didn’t but because I didn’t know how to. It’s something that isn’t natural for someone who grew up in a typical Asian family with a distant father and a disciplining mother. Of course, I thank God for who they are and how they have shaped me, and that they are still together, alive and well .. but I can’t help to think if things would have turned out differently had they verbally affirmed their love for us while we were growing up.
It’s no matter, really. I’m learning to express my love more verbally, and I did.
I whispered into her ear, and meant it with all my heart.
I did some work on Photoshop last week, and sent it to ah girl. Just thought I’d share it here.
Two Saturdays ago, I celebrated my 24th birthday. As always, birthdays aren’t all that significant to me because I never grew up with celebrations surrounding my special date. How different should it be, this year?
As I sat down with a bunch of friends at mamak, they asked me if I had changed or grown the past year. So, a logical place to start was to date one year back and reflect on how I was then. However, I couldn’t remember what happened my 23rd birthday. Maybe I’ve grown forgetful. Hmm…
All I could do was to look forward to the coming year, not that the year that passed was bad that I couldn’t remember anything. I suppose, what’s ahead excites me more than what’s behind.
But … it’s always good to reflect. So here’s a list:
Of course, the cell threw Alvin (who’s birthday is one day after mine) and I a cell-ebration .. in which I took full advantage of. I brought ah-girl there, and took most of them by surprise. So .. for my birthday, I surprised them instead.
This year, the celebration’s a little different. Karen Lau put it in a very nice manner, saying …
Doesn’t it feel different, celebrating it with someone special alongside?
It was, and it does.
I’ve never had a private celebration before, so I was like a boy, all over again. Over and over again.
A birthday I will always remember.
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