A place to ponder over words that matter and matter not and let them disappear like ether in the evening air.
Sunday, January 16, 2011
Love to Snooze
Snoozy the grey striped Burmese kitten crawled beneath my skirt and purred loudly like a machine as she claimed the sacred centre of my lap. She dug her claws and kneaded my bare thighs, careful not to leave a mark on the virgin patch. She deliciously licks her paws. I can feel her sweet motions as even when all I can see a a ball of life inside my skirt. Snoozy is about to snooze now, warm and cosy as only a kitten can be. Her soft purrs as she dozes off send me to dreamland. Snoozy and me we love to snooze.
Etches of the heart
The room is darkening as the skies turn grey and growls of rain-laden clouds make the presence felt. I feel absolutely cocooned and cosy in my three roomed flat and I am looking forward to the hot cereal drink I am making. It pays to work from home when the skies are about to burst asunder.
I have to revise my proposals for my novels projects and prepare to make the presentations to three separate parties. Hope these projects get through.
I made while doodling on my notebook at Dome's cafe at the Singapore Art Museum. Ayesha wanted to study there with me yesterday but it was closed for renovation and so we dined and worked at Hanis instead at the National Library in Bugis. I had a wonderful time with my divine daughter.
Some mumblings:
Life is bliss when the heart is at peace
Life is full when the mind is cool
Life is bountiful when the spirit is beautiful
Life is me.
P.S. I am Yohanna and in Arabic it means Life. In Hebrew it means God is Gracious.
Sunday, January 9, 2011
A Food Change
I just realised my low mood the past week is probably due to PMS or Pre-Menstrual Syndrome. I thought it was due to a change in diet, which was not really that drastic actually.
I am not sure what diet I am on but it involves supposedly cutting down on caffeine and sugar which I did not successfully do for the first week. I managed to get started on eating brown rice and organic baby oats and I am definitely successful with drinking apple cider vinegar with honey before I eat my two main meals. Next week I will be taking wheat grass capsules for added vitamins an minerals.
Today Rah told me I should take raw food, pause here, I'll eat my Chinese pear, and eat fish oil and protein. Then I should be all right, it is another simple diet I can probably maintain. I think I should cut some celery and carrot sticks to eat with some dip. Also always slice a tomato to go with my meals, either with cucumber and salad.
I haven't been thinking of my diet for a long time and it is nice to see a change. But today I made an Indian treat ghulab jamun, it was unsuccessful. But the balls have been mostly eaten. I cannot stomach anymore of these sweets, I had four balls.
Friday, January 7, 2011
Much ado over $5
What can $5 buy you, almost a whole chicken, just add $0.60 and you will get one. Maybe that is why the Chinese woman at the market refused to return to my mother the $5 note she dropped. As the woman was about to pick it, my mum told her that it belonged to her as she had just dropped it. The woman ignored her and walked away.
My mum, annoyed followed her to the next shop and said, "You took my money, you eat the money, you will get bad luck." Still the errant lady staged a "wall face", muka tembok as we say it in Malay.
It just goes to show that different people have different values and even my values from my mum differ. I would think maybe she needed the money more than me and wished her well. Maybe it had been a long time since she could afford a chicken.
My mum, annoyed followed her to the next shop and said, "You took my money, you eat the money, you will get bad luck." Still the errant lady staged a "wall face", muka tembok as we say it in Malay.
It just goes to show that different people have different values and even my values from my mum differ. I would think maybe she needed the money more than me and wished her well. Maybe it had been a long time since she could afford a chicken.
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