Friday, August 24, 2007

I'll carry you...

I've read the story below numerous times and it is so touching....

When I got home that night as my wife served dinner, I held her hand and said, I've got something to tell you. She sat down and ate quietly. Again I observed the hurt in her eyes.

Suddenly I didn't know how to open my mouth. But I had to let her know what I was thinking. I want a divorce. I raised the topic calmly. She didn't seem to be annoyed by my words, instead she asked me softly, why? I avoided her question. This made her angry. She threw away the chopsticks and shouted at me, you are not a man!

That night, we didn't talk to each other. She was weeping. I knew she wanted to find out what had happened to our marriage. But I could hardly give her a satisfactory answer; I had lost my heart to a lovely girl called Dew. I didn't love her anymore. I just pitied her!

With a deep sense of guilt, I drafted a divorce agreement which stated that she could own our house, 30% shares of my company and the car. She glanced at it and then tore it into pieces. The woman who had spent ten years of her life with me had become a stranger. I felt sorry for her wasted time, resources and energy but I could not take back what I had said for I loved Dew so dearly.

Finally she cried loudly in front of me, which was what I had expected to see. To me her cry was actually a kind of release. The idea of divorce which had obsessed me for several weeks seemed to be firmer and clearer now.

The next day, I came back home very late and found her writing something at the table. I didn't have supper but went straight to sleep and fell asleep very fast because I was tired after an eventful day with Dew. When I woke up, she was still there at the table writing. I just did not care so I turned over and was asleep again.

In the morning she presented her divorce conditions: she didn't want anything from me, but needed a month's notice before the divorce. She requested that in that one month we both struggle to live as normal a life as possible. Her reasons were simple: our son had his exams in a months time and she didn't want to disrupt him with our broken marriage.

This was agreeable to me. But she had something more, she asked me to recall how I had carried her into out bridal room on our wedding day. She requested that everyday for the month's duration I carry her out of our bedroom to the front door ever morning. I thought she was going crazy.

Just to make our last days together bearable I accepted her odd request.

I told Dew about my wife s divorce conditions. She laughed loudly and thought it was absurd. No matter what tricks she applies, she has to face the divorce, she said scornfully. My wife and I hadn't had any body contact since my divorce intention was explicitly expressed. So when I carried her out on the first day, we both appeared clumsy. Our son clapped behind us, daddy is holding mummy in his arms. His words brought me a sense of pain. From the bedroom to the sitting room, then to the door, I walked over ten meters with her in my arms. She closed her eyes and said softly; don't tell our son about the divorce. I nodded, feeling somewhat upset.

I put her down outside the door. She went to wait for the bus to work. I drove alone to the office.

On the second day, both of us acted much more easily. She leaned on my chest.. I could smell the fragrance of her blouse. I realized that I hadn't looked at this woman carefully for a long time. I realized she was not young any more. There were fine wrinkles on her face, her hair was graying! Our marriage had taken its toll on her. For a minute I wondered what I had done to her.

On the fourth day, when I lifted her up, I felt a sense of intimacy returning. This was the woman who had given ten years of her life to me. On the fifth and sixth day, I realized that our sense of intimacy was growing again. I didn't tell Dew about this. It became easier to carry her as the month slipped by. Perhaps the everyday workout made me stronger.

She was choosing what to wear one morning. She tried on quite a few dresses but could not find a suitable one. Then she sighed, all my dresses have grown bigger. I suddenly realized that she had grown so thin, that was the reason why I could carry her more easily. Suddenly it hit me; she had buried so much pain and bitterness in her heart.

Subconsciously I reached out and touched her head. Our son came in at the moment and said, Dad, it's time to carry mum out. To him, seeing his father carrying his mother out had become an essential part of his life. My wife gestured to our son to come closer and hugged him tightly. I turned my face away because I was afraid I might change my mind at this last minute. I then held her in my arms, walking from the bedroom, through the sitting room, to the hallway. Her hand surrounded my neck softly and naturally. I held her body tightly; it was just like our wedding day.

But her much lighter weight made me sad. On the last day, when I held her in my arms I could hardly move a step. Our son had gone to school. I held her tightly and said, I hadn't noticed that our life lacked intimacy. I drove to office... jumped out of the car swiftly without locking the door. I was afraid any delay would make me change my mind... I walked upstairs. Dew opened the door and I said to her, Sorry, Dew, I do not want the divorce anymore.

She looked at me, astonished. Then touched my forehead. Do you have a fever? She said. I moved her hand off my head. Sorry, Dew, I said, I won't divorce. My marriage life was boring probably because she and I didn't value the details of our lives, not because we didn't love each other any more. Now I realize that since I carried her into my home on our wedding day I am supposed to hold her until death does us apart.

Dew seemed to suddenly wake up. She gave me a loud slap and then slammed the door and burst into tears. I walked downstairs and drove away. At the floral shop on the way, I ordered a bouquet of flowers for my wife. The salesgirl asked me what to write on the card. I smiled and wrote:
'I'll carry you out every morning until death do us apart'

The small details of our lives are what really matter in a relationship. It is not the mansion, the car, the property, the bank balance that matters. These create an environment conducive for happiness but cannot give happiness in themselves. So find time to be your spouse's friend and do those little things for each other that build intimacy. Do have a real happy marriage!

Tuesday, August 21, 2007

Almond Crisps

My niece was over at my house this week due to school holiday thus we tried our hands at making Almond Crisps. Found an easy recipe with easy steps. It does not even take 30 minutes to prepare the whole thing.

The turn out was not so professional but edible. The sides were a bit burned tho, so wasted some of it. Overall, we gave it a ranking of 5 out of 10 scale. Will try making this easy snack again!

Almond Crisps broken into pieces

ready to be eaten

and here my son enjoying the new snack :D

Monday, August 20, 2007

Sunrise and Sunset in Hong Kong

This is an interesting link. Move your mouse up and down to see the effect!!

Kid's Bedroom

Wednesday, August 15, 2007

More Cuppie Cupcakes

Made another batch and some of it will land in the hands of my colleague. They've been 'complaining' that I did not bring and let them try.... So 'pai-seh' but anyhow, I promised the next time I bake, I bring them some so here goes....

I've also realised that in my posts, the photos are all the cooked version, so here is the uncooked version for a change.

cuppie cupcakes ~ the raw stuff!!

So those who tried, if it's good let me know. And if you happen to bump into this post, you can leave your comments here. If you find it otherwise, eerrr.... I don't wanna know!!! hehehe....

'pai-seh' - a hokkien word that means shy

Tuesday, August 14, 2007

Song : Tu Amor by RBD

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Mi amor I’m not sure of the right words to say
Maybe these simple words will do best to best explain
What I feel in my heart
What I feel more each day

How to make you see
How to let you know
How to say how to say how I love you so
With words you understand
Words that get right through to your heart
Here’s the place to start

Tu Amor, I will always be
Tu Amor, means the world to me
Esteras siempre en mi corazon
You’re the one in my soul
And I live for tu amor, tu amor

Mi amor love you more with each look in your eyes
Maybe these simple words will do best to best describe
What I feel in my heart

What I’ll feel for all time
How to make you see
How to let you know
How to say how to say how
I need you

With words you understand
Words that get through to your soul
Words that will let you know

Tu Amor, I will always be
Tu Amor, means the world to me
Esteras siempre en mi corazon
You’re the one in my soul
And I live for tu amor, tu amor

You’re the one that
I need in my arms
Believe me these words
I say are words that come straight from my heart
How do I make you believe
Nothing else means as much as what you mean to me

Tu Amor, I will always be
Tu Amor, means the world to me
Esteras siempre en mi corazon
You’re the one in my soul
And I live for tu amor, tu amor

Sunday, August 12, 2007

Pat a cake, pat a cake.....

Pat a cake, pat a cake
Baker's man
Bake me a cake as fast as you can
Pat it and prick it and mark it with 'B'
And put it in the oven for Baby and Me....

Decided to bake a batch of Banana Walnut Cake but this time in cupcake form. Find it easier to eat this way. Just tear away the cupcake paper, eat and discard!!

This time I left out the fresh milk as in previous attempt, the cake was too soft to cut.

Saturday, August 11, 2007

Lousy n Bad Day!!!

Today is such a lousy day!!

Now it's 4.00pm and I'm still in the office!! Been here since 9.30am!!

Missed Cavan's Shichida class this morning and now missed his Kindermusik class as well. All these because the contractor that suppose to turn up at 9.30am to rectify my office pantry's flooring only turned up at 12.45pm!!!!

Oh yah, my vent up frustration went to the installer for making me wait so long and now they are near finishing the job and what happen?? Not enough material one of the guy have to drive back to their HQ in Puchong to get more material!!!

On the other hand, I had to argue with the Kindermusik's admin gal on the number of classes per payment. Not in the mood to explain it out here but it is no fault of ours. She miscalculated which led us to make the wrong decision and finally finally after voicing my frustration louder than her voice over the phone she understand our point and know where the error comes from. Hopefully I receive more pleasing news from her end.

Geez what other stuff are there to make this day more bleary than this??

Saturday, August 04, 2007

Song : Starry Starry Night

Another song from the TVB drama Heart of Greed. Enjoy!

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Vincent (Starry, Starry Night) Lyrics

by Don McLean

Starry, starry night.
Paint your palette blue and grey,
Look out on a summer’s day,
With eyes that know the darkness in my soul.
Shadows on the hills,
Sketch the trees and the daffodils,
Catch the breeze and the winter chills,
In colors on the snowy linen land.

Now I understand what you tried to say to me,
How you suffered for your sanity,
How you tried to set them free.
They would not listen, they did not know how.
Perhaps they’ll listen now.

Starry, starry night.
Flaming flowers that brightly blaze,
Swirling clouds in violet haze,
Reflect in Vincent’s eyes of china blue.
Colors changing hue, morning field of amber grain,
Weathered faces lined in pain,
Are soothed beneath the artist’s loving hand.

Song : My Love Will Get You Home

Watched TVB drama Heart of Greed and this song is really meaningful and touching. Enjoy!

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“My love will get you home”

by Christine Glass

If you wander off too far, my love will get you home.
If you follow the wrong star, my love will get you home.
If you ever find yourself, lost and all alone,
get back on your feet and think of me, my love will get you home.
Boy, my love will get you home.

If the bright lights blinds your eyes, my love will get you home.
If your troubles break your stride, my love will get you home.
If you ever find yourself, lost and all alone,
get back on your feet and think of me, my love will get you home.
Boy, my love will get you home.

If you ever feel ashame, my love will get you home.
If its only you to blame, my love will get you home.
If you ever find yourself, lost and all alone,
get back on your feet and think of me, my love will get you home.
Boy, my love will get you home.

Bleary me...

It has been 24 hours and I've not gotten any sleep so far. A record breaking for me!!!

Reason? Son developed fever, flu and cough and this time it's really terrible as he can't sleep well, whining even though it's very very late & pining for his maternal grandmother!

So what did me and hubby did? At 2AM (yes you read correctly, 2AM we went and fetch my mum back to our house). On the way to and back, my boy slept soundly in the car!! Reached home and from there it was a whirlwind!! Both me and mum did not sleep at all!!! He just can't have a straight sleep due to his throat irritation. Worse is he wants to be carried and refuse to go on his bed. Add to that, he wants to be carried around the house walking which means the carrier CANNOT SIT!!!....

Brought him to the specialist in the morning, went thru a Nebuliser which helped him to de-congest his flu. Tonight, we need to go again for another round of Nebuliser. Cross my fingers that after the 2nd round of Nebuliser, he can get a good sleep and so does my mum and me. If not it will be 48 hours marathon contest of who can hold on longest being awake!!

Friday, August 03, 2007

Happee Burf-day to my other half!!

Continued the birthday celebration for hubby at home. Bought a mini mud cake from Zen (a spin-off from Secret Recipe) earlier as a surprise from my boy to his dad.

All of us were too full to really eat the cake. Told my boy to pose with his dad for a picture but he was rather curious as to how the cake taste thus did not bother to pose but stuck his thumb into the mini mud and tasted it without waiting for us!!

Hope that you enjoyed yourself hubby and HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!

Daorae Korean BBQ Restaurant

Went to a Korean restaurant in Kota Damansara to celebrate hubby's birthday today. Food is not bad, so is the pricing. Interior is simple and nicely decorated. Couldn't help but noticed that there's a lot of Rain's posters pasted in the whole restaurant!!

Some of the stuff we had...

Daeji Gal-Bi (pork) - uncooked version

Yang-ngum Dak-Gal-Bi (chicken) bbq - uncooked version

Cooked version bbq pork

Cooked version of chicken

My favourite dish!! Dilsot-Bibim-Bab (a rich layering of fresh and seasoned vegetables, slices of beef served in
hot stone bowl over a bed of steam rice topped with fried egg. Mix with the korean chili
paste and YUM!!)

Kimchi-jiigae (combination of belly pork, kimchi and tofu in a rich kimchi soup)

Served with lots of condiments that occupy the whole perimeter of the grill area, we really had loads of food. To top it off, the owner bestowed upon us a free plate of what I call 'Korean pizza' (hehe, I don't know the name of this dish but its good!!)

Free 'korean pizza' from the owner

Cinnamon and ginger tea to end a satisfying meal!

BURP, oops!! excuse me!! :p
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