Diamonds... 2 schools of thought

Last night, I went to collect the Trilogy Diamond ring that my hubby bought for our 8th anniversary.So today, I promptly displayed it on my finger and showed it to a couple of my colleagues.

You would be surprise at the amount of attention and discussion these few darlings of mine created. To sum up, there are basically 2 schools of thought. One which thinks it's an extravagance, waste of money and they would rather eat seafood and the other camp which thinks it is a nice gesture to make your other half happy... nevermind it cost an arm and leg.

As the 2 camps blasted away against each other with their M16s, one common thread was that whichever school they belong to really depends on whether their spouses appreciate a diamond gift or any expensive gift to start with. Those who thinks is extravagance expressed that their wife would have lambasted them if they were to purchase any thing which cost 4 figures.

This is of course a revelation for some on how their spouses had conditioned their mentality. As one of my colleague shared, he had once bought a surprise jewellery for his wife which resulted in him being nagged at for the next couple of days... In his very own words, "WTF, I buy something to make you happy and you KPKB". He learnt his lesson and gifts became history in their relationship, apart from probably a couple of underwear and mops.

As my mom said (the wise old woman) when I told her I turned down a $15K diamond ring my hubby offered to buy, "Always accept a gift from your hubby GRACIOUSLY. Because he made an effort to make you happy. It's a blow to his ego if you turn it down or complain. It's like you're saying "you dope, you didn't think this through did you?".

I agree with her. Who could complain against these beauties sitting prettily on my finger?

Some Poems...

When will you grow up?
~ dedicated to Lucas

Pretty eyes, gummy smile
When will you grow up, my precious child?

Peek-a-boo and building blocks
Teething rings, Hickory-dickory dock
Rubber duckies in the water
Rolling over and pushing walkers

We can have so much fun,
when you turn at least one.

Curious eyes, innocent smile
When will you grow up, my precious child?

Hide and seek and sandy castles
Playing Catch and blowing bubbles
Fly a kite or look at clouds
Net a butterfly or just running about

We can do so much together
when you are three or slightly older.

Bright eyes, mischievous smile
When will you grow up, my precious child?

Scrabbles, Chess and many board games
Have a party with some pretty dames
Rollerblades or cycling wheels
Kick a ball down the hill

We can be such great pals
When you are start turning twelve.

Shining eyes, Triumphant smile
When did you grow up, my precious child?

Exam fevers, friends galore
Lose some battles, win some wars
Shed a tear, mend a heart
Every ending is another start

We were really such partners
You taught me though I’m the teacher.

Blurry eyes, toothless smile
You have all grown old, my precious child.

Have you forgotten me and the fun we had?
I’m the mum and you’re my lad
Hold my hand, through heaven we will soar
Once again, sharing laughter as before.


You Left
~ dedicated to the child I lost on 19 Sept 2007

I knew it was you
I knew your name
I could feel your presence
Long before you came

I wanted to hold you tight
I wanted to keep you safe
Embrace you with love
Nurture you with faith

You did not stay
You did not wait
I did not know you left
Was I just too late?

So many questions unanswered
Appointment you had to keep?
Had you something real urgent?
That you left me here to weep?

Had I known, had I known
If only a farewell bade
I did not know you left
I was just too late.


When flowers sing and angels gather
~ A poem about the Gal's gathering (Gals: Eunice, Karen, Sharol, Pei Shang, Meng Yee and me)

Softly, softly whispers the breeze
Daffodils dance, petals kiss
Leaves quiver in the gentle light
When angels gather close tonight

How many angels? I count six
Each bringing a flavour into the mix
E for Eden giving to all in need
K for Kindness in words and deed

H for Humour laughter to lighten the soul
S for Strength for she is courageous and bold
P for Purity for the youngest is often thus
M for Magnetic drawing us from dawn to dusk

6 angels gather in the mist
Singing giggles in utter bliss
A wonder to the blessed who can see
A friendship that lasts for infinity

Opps... That was long ago...

After my virgin attempt at blogging back in August 2007, I virtually, in every sense of the word, disappeared from the blogging scene. Reason being (1) I completely forgot my blog name, until I tried to create yet another blog today (2) I was just too busy... how typically Singaporean.

Anyway, back to the present. I have got a Facebook friend's request yesterday. And I took 24 hours to decide if I should include this fellow as my friend. No, he is not some long-time old flame which I'm worried about spilling the beans on me. He is a colleague. I hesistated to include him as my friend cos plainly, his friends, which are my other colleagues will clearly be able to start the request and before long, my Facebook will be full of my colleagues... I can already hear some of you saying.. "Wait a minute, isn't that the point?"

No, not for me. Facebook is a personal thing. I keep it for people i don't work with. Why? Becos I play that Fluffball thing during office hour! BUT besides that... I'm really not that close to my colleagues to want to share who my friends are, what's happening in my life, whether my Fluff won or lost a race. Already, I see them and chat with them 8 hours a day... surely that enough to drive some of us mad... So,.. decision is, I'll not have colleagues in my FACE/book.

Now,... just how do I undo that 'acceptance' of the request...

Damn it.