From Music To One Nite Stand

Saturday 26 January 2008




I blog 'better' when i have music playing in the background, especially if it's one that used to be on my repeat mode. Not sure about you, but i have this habit of putting a song i like on repeat mode for several days straight without getting bored of it. That i call 'my songs-of-the-moment'. Different songs-of-the-moment have different special meanings to me. Sometimes it involved certain people and other times, a particular peiod of my life.


What makes a good song? Lyrics or music? For me i think it's more the music that chains me than the lyrics.


Was chatting with Jen, somehow our topics went from music to kids to men to ONS - one nite stand (casual sex). We have very different views about ONS. Me, coming from a rather traditional family, i am glad to say i have never once indulged in such dalliance. I don't think very highly of it and i feel such intimacy shouldn't happen between two people who barely know each other or who just want to satisfy their physical needs. Moreover, being a mom, makes it just plain not right. Not that being a mom can't, but being a single mom somehow makes me wanna set things right for my son, and cultivating the right values from day one. Having said that, i also do not abhor those who particpate in this. For this is just me, my own preferred way of living my life. You have a right to yours.


I am someone who have issues detaching physical (read: intimacy) from emotions. Therefore, should i ever allow myself one chance at this frivolous affair, it definitely must have that little touch: feelings. Which will then lead to another reason why ONS will never be part of my life: commitment. Not that i have issues with commitment, but sharing such intimate indulgence with someone who regarded it as another afternoon high-tea is just so 'not for me'. That guy must share the same level of commitment as me for i dislike having my feelings trampled all over nor having my emotions tossed out of the window like a used condom. Especially now with my status, i can't just 'do it'. I have my son's pride and feelings to think of. I'm no longer just me. I'm a mother and i want to be a responsible mother and the best that i can be and one who thinks not just for herself but for how her son will feel or how people will look at him. It's not easy being in my shoes but hey, i like it this way and trust me, i do not dislike my life, not the slightest bit :)


Having Shane is the best thing that happen to me, apart from being born into a family of great parents and wonderful siblings. I count my blessings of having the bestest boss and great working colleagues. Unlike the famous phrase "We are not friends, we are just colleagues", i'm happy to say "We are not just colleagues, we are also friends". In fact, good friends! It's so nice to work in a place where you have more friends than colleagues and it makes coming to work a lot bearable :)


Was on a conference call on Thursday when Champion popped his head into my room asking, "Are you going to Key Biscayne?" I told him "no" coz i wasn't being invited. So now, i'm hoping someone somewhere will wrech me an invite for i know Champion is going to buy his three "Stars" a special dinner at Key Biscayne. I want to tag along for some free trip, free food, free wine and an opportunity to bask myself in Champion's 'intellectual philosophies'! Yes, i'm very much a playful mom too! ;p


Oh, did i tell you i'm part of the parents supportive group in Shane's school? It's so exciting and my first assignment? A Yakult trip. It was so fun but it's most tiring too. Being teachers are not easy. I truly salute them for i can't imagine myself handling 24 hyper active and super cute kids who seem to have inherit a super ability of talking incessantly without the need for breaks. I am most impressed!









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Off to some packing now. Mommy is jetting to cold Shanghai next week. I will miss my baby and his snuggling close to me at nite.



Somethings's Gotta Give

Monday 21 January 2008




So, can liking or even love be based on looks alone? When i'm 56 years old and still single, if a hot, cute thirty something doctor comes along and falls madly in love with me, and i for no particular reason, choose him and not a four-year-older than me man, then i probably may have fallen for the good looks of the young doctor. But what about that young doctor? Well...ahhem, he probably choose me and not some sweet-looking girl his age because he must have think me is the hottest woman in the world loh, what else can that be right?


Or if i'm one of the richest women in the world, haha :) then i'm sure you peeps will probably say the young doctor falls for my golds and diamonds, stocks and shares. How boring, so predictable!


May I ask then, what do you look for when qualifying 'the one'? Are looks and money really that important?


I had the pleasure of giving my qualifications to Lynn over lunch last Friday. What started the conversation was Mommy Al telling us how Champion asked a certain Mr. Tan to source for 'candidates' for me! And he told Mr. Tan "not too ugly" ya. Champion is so cute lah, i think he is secretly worried i will just work and work and stay single my whole life. And i know for certain, he shared this concern with my current CIO when she happened to be in town last August.


What exactly am i looking for in a 'mate'. About two years ago, i wrote this entry:


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And, i still maintain my stand. I'm looking for someone who can make me laugh, no matter he is twenty years younger or twenty years older, no matter he looks like Mr. Bean or Mr. Reeves. Physical 'looks' are subjective. Your trash could be my treasure ;p


But that person must be able to support himself. I don't need him to support me or Shane but of course, if he can support both of us, why not right? I promise to be a good, obedient stay-home wife/mum and cook all his favourite dishes at mealtimes. Haha.


If you know someone who is funny and is able to support himself, please email me at wei1616@gmail.com. Hmmm, but i can't promise i will reply though ;p




We made some bookmarks together last week, with pictures we found on the internet. Everyday at home now is very challenging. It's like 'racing against time' and i know it's gonna stay this way for a long time to come.


Shane goes Primary One and so is his Mommy. Shane does his homework every nite, so does his Mommy. Shane goes to bed early but not Mommy. Mommy has to pack school books for the next day, wash school shirt, socks and shoes (still can't understand why the school shoes can get so dirty after only ONE day!) and ironing as well.


Please tell me, who is the one going Primary school these days?


A New Year, A New Begining

Wednesday 2 January 2008




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Going for his haircut on NYE.

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At least for Shane, it is definitely a new beginning, a new chapter in his life. Primary school life. Shane has reached a new milestone.


I get teary easily, especially when Shane is involved. Watching him joining his class queue last Friday during the school orientation made me teary. Seeing him dressed up this morning in his school uniform made me teary. Sending him to school and watched him go up the staircase leading to a room far from me, where parents were barred - made me teary. Watching him from afar during his break time, watching him eating his food, talking to his friends, washing his tender hands and joining back the queue after the break made me teary. Waving to him when he was on the second storey on his way back to his class, made me teary for the last time today. WE have made it this far. It's also an achievement for me, for i can tell you, it's not easy.


Looking back at my life is like watching a TVB long-running drama except i don't have a wicked step-mother nor ex mother-in-law who snatched away my baby son and made everyone weepy. I always wanted to be a mother but I never imagined myself to walk this path all by myself, let alone walked this far with Shane. Now young Shane is in Primary One. He told me that he's now a young man, no longer a baby.


And this young man has certainly made me proud, in many ways and not just once. Growing up without a constant male influence has somehow turned him into a mini-me, except of course, Shane is much smarter and cuter. And my biggest worry now is whether does he know how to use the boys' toilet in school!


I once wrote, We have come a long way. Life with him is ever so enriching and entertaining. He has been through so much with me. For his tender young age, he is mature in a way. Shane, the Star of my life. Twinkling in the darkest moment, like a mini torch guiding my way through. I can’t imagine my life without him anymore. He shares everything i have, my love, my joy, my fears and my tears.


Today, i love him more than yesterday. And tomorrow, I will love him even much more than today. My love for him is growing more and more each day, to the point that i want to hold him like this forever, not doing anything, not going anywhere, just holding him close to my heart.


I had a fleeting moment of sympathy for his father, the man who has never known what true love is, the man who has never heard his child's first cry nor his first word. The man who doesn't really know how to love a child. The man who has never gave himself a chance to experience his child's great love. The man who missed his child's many first time. No matter who's right and who's wrong, i am happy with the way my life turned out to be. I'm contented with what i have because Shane completes me.



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A happy Shane after a day in school.

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