Have you read this?

This has to be read, laughed at and passed on. There is not a woman alive today who won’t crack up over this!  Came across this piece while browsing on the net and forwarded to friends. This is really funny – I really laughed! In case you have missed it, here’s the story…

I was due for an appointment with the gynaecologist later in the week.  Early one morning, I received a call from the doctor’s office to tell me that I had been rescheduled for that morning at 9:30 am.

I had only just packed everyone off to work and school, and it was already around 8:45 am. The trip to his office took about 35 minutes, so I didn’t have any time to spare.

As most women do, I like to take a little extra effort over hygiene when making such visits, but this time I wasn’t going to be able to make the full effort. So, I rushed upstairs, threw off my pajamas, wet the washcloth that was sitting next to the sink, and gave myself a quick wash in that area to make sure I was at least presentable. I threw the washcloth in the clothes basket, donned some clothes, hopped in the car and raced to my appointment.

I was in the waiting room for only a few minutes when I was called in. Knowing the procedure, as I’m sure you do, I hopped up on the table, looked over at the other side of the room and pretended that I was in Paris or some other place a million miles away.

I was a little surprised when the doctor said, “My, we have made an extra effort this morning, haven’t we?” I didn’t respond. After the appointment, I heaved a sigh of relief and went home. The rest of the day was normal. Some shopping, cleaning, cooking. After school when my 6 year old daughter was playing, she called out from the bathroom, “Mommy, where’s my washcloth?”

I told her to get another one from the cupboard. She replied, “No, I need the one that was here by the sink, it had all my glitter and sparkles saved inside it.”

I am NEVER going back to that doctor, EVER!

do you see what i see

“Mom! Look!, Ian screamed.  When I looked at what he was pointing, I saw grass, lots of leaves and shadows.
Then, he shouted again, “There’s a heart on the ground, Mom!”.
Still unable to find or see ‘the heart on the ground’, I asked inquisitively, “Where?”
He ran forward and pointed at the specific spot. “Look at this… !”, he said, now almost running circling the “heart”.

I just had to grab a picture of the “heart on the ground”. I wouldn’t have noticed “the heart on the ground”  if he didn’t specifically pointed it out to me. Do you see it too?

For a moment there, what transpired actually got me thinking about life and people in general.

…. that we don’t always see the way others see
…. that we don’t always see what children see
…. that we don’t always see “things”, ”‘problems”, “beauty”, “situations” around us
…. that we don’t always realize what we have until we have lost it .
…. that we, sometimes, think we see when we actually don’t 

We may pass someone by everyday and not notice them, but once they are gone, only then we realize.

Note:  this post was first published in 2008

Simple note

I was reading my friend’s article about simple living  when I suddenly remembered that I have something closely related to the topic which I jotted down in my note book awhile ago.

As soon as I found the note book, I patiently flipped through the pages . In a matter of seconds, I reached the page where  I phrased my simple note on simple living.  Like I said, it’s simple.

Date: 22nd October, 2007.  This is the simple note:

The happiest people don’t have the best of everything – they just make the best of everything they have.

Remember: Live Simply.  Love Generously.  Care Deeply.  Speak Kindly.

And remember: the richest person is NOT the one who has the most, but the one who needs the least.

interesting conversations

Late last night, I did what I normally do best during that period of time. Re-read “old journals”.  Can’t help but share here one particular entry that really amused me; put a smile on my face, defintiely. This entry was posted back in 2008 – my older son was just 3 years old then.

This was the entry 

Chicken In Black!  One of  my all-time favorite things to do is driving through kampungs or countrysides, so my son of course gets to tag along whenever I am in the mood to drive out.  In one of the trips,  he saw lots of chickens, black in color. There were probably 6-7 of them, yup all black in color!

He said, “Mommy! Look! Chickens!  All black chickens!  All are naughty chickens!”

I asked why he said the chickens were naughty, to which he replied, “Because they did not take shower and they didn’t wash up properly.  See… they are all back! “Lor soo miao!”

He looked so convinced that the group of chickens ‘did not take shower’ so I explained that some chickens are black, some are brownish in color etc. LOL

Climbing Mt Kinabalu    Driving to work and sending him to his playschool, we could see Mt Kinabalu almost everyday. Two days ago, I was telling him how both tiring and interesting it is to reach the top.  I wasn’t exactly sure what he was thinking but judging from his facial expressions, I could see he certainly had a lot of questions and wonders clouding his mind!

Yesterday after lunch, he shared something really cute about climbing Mt Kinabalu.

First, he took the ladder off of his  toy “cherry Picker”, then turned to me and said, “Mommy. We can use this ladder to go on top of Mt Kinabalu!. Use this ladder, Ok?”

Then, I asked him, “What happens when we reach the top of the ladder and we still haven’t reach the top of the mountain?”.

He rushed to his playroom, came back with his toy helicopter.  He said hastily, “Then, we go inside the helicopter and fly up! I drive the helicopter, and then daddy, you and mama(MIL) no need to drive. And then, we fly round and round and round…”

Believe me, he went on and on and on 🙂 Simple conversations like these always make my day – certainly make me laugh and stress-free:)c

Missing those moments.