That Guilt Feeling

I am back. Yes, I did take a coffee break. Didn't I tell you I needed a double shot of caffeine? :D Anyways, as I was sipping my coffee, I felt rather guilty. You know why? This was my third mug for the day. I needed the caffeine but not the extra sugar. I don't like black coffee. I love it when it's sweet and white. And for one mug of coffee, I need at least 3 teaspoonfuls of sugar.

I know it's not a good news, especially for those who are opting for fast weight loss. But what can I do? Black coffees make me puke. Oooppsss... sorry for being blatant about it. I hope I don't offend any black coffee lovers here.

I feel guilty... but other than that, I feel great. Tonight is a blessed night.

Thanks, S!

Where's My Coffee?

I have many types of tea. I have a few types of coffee. During my recent trip to US-Mexico-Korea (that sounds so grand but the Mexico and Korea were only side-trips), we were given different types of coffee. I think each state in the US have their own special coffee. One of our hosts in California gave me a packet and said, California grew the best coffee in the world.

It's the same thing when we went to Colombia. They said Colombia was known for its coffee (of course some others too). In Malaysia, each state grows it's own coffee. And you can tell that each state or town claims they have the best coffee in the world. Hehehe. So much for my coffee story. But I like Taiping coffee... not too strong. Just nice for my taste. I like Colombia coffee too. I like Old Town coffee too. Argghhh...

Anyways... where's my coffee? I need some caffeine shot tonight. Doubly strong, please. It's not the best best rosacea treatment. In fact, it's the opposite. But I do need to have a cuppa tonight. Never mind about the consequence of not having enough sleep. I will take care of it later. Lemme go and have a cup. Will be back soon. Ciao!

If He Only Knows...

One morning last year, my boy woke up, came to me, touched my tummy and asked me: Mommy, why is your tummy so small? I was flattered for awhile until he continued: Today, can you eat so much? Sooooo much Mommy so your tummy will get big. So I asked him why he wanted my tummy to be big. Then he whispered:

So that I can have a baby brother.

LOL.

Sigh... if he only knew how it would be like... Getting pregnant is not easy. You have to do a once-a-month wellness checkup, take

prenatal vitamins daily, sibling preparation, pregnancy exercises, to list a few. But of course, kids don't know all these things. But of course, pregnancy is not at all that difficult. It actually depends on the situation because some would go through bad morning sickness and some would feel it's a happy 9-month affair. I belong to the second category. I didn't have morning sickness for both my pregnancies which I was really thankful about. It's a blessing.

Back to my boy, he only asked me once. So I didn't really feel bad about it.

The Difference

I got tired of my profile photo in my Facebook profile page. So I thought of changing it. When I was browsing through my photo albums, I spotted a single photo of me... meaning, my family's not with me. I kind of liked it. The only problem was when I looked at the photo closely, some lines were a bit obvious, as you can see the image below:


Then I tried doing a post-processing of the photo, turned it into grey-scale, applied wrinkle serum - yes, there's a feature that takes away wrinkles in the photo editor I was using. Funny hey. If only we have that kind, meaning, you apply the serum and then poof! They go away. But it's not the way it is... But hey, look at me... grey scale, sans the smiling lines:

Can you see the difference? It's now up in my facebook.

In Pursuit of...

... being a domestic diva, God must have honored that desire. Now that my father-in-law has been coming home to us (after work) since after Chinese New Year this year, things for me has changed... or has become better. If last time, I would wait until after dinner to wash the dishes I used for the whole day, this time I do it after every meal. If, last time it was okay to cook just one dish or two for one meal, this time, I am encouraged to cook more dishes. Dad-in-law still prefers curry dishes. So now I can cook sambar (it's a dahl curry dish) with my eyes closed. I am getting used to this... hmmm... I am getting closer almost closer to becoming that Proverbs 31 woman... modernly known as domestic diva.

Of course, equating Proverbs 31 woman to being a domestic diva is an overstatement. There's more to being a Proverbs 31 woman... it's not just doing the physical work... but it's an attitude of the heart too.