Two more hours before the long weekend starts! This coming weekend will be very eventful - my biannual visit to the hair salon, inspecting the new house (the flooring and tiles are done!), buying accessories for the new house, pop concert, prison ministry, yum cha with my family and welcoming BBM from London!
Next week is Golden Week in China, that means my clients are on holiday and I will have less work!
There are days when you feel like shit, but today is not one of those days :)
The protest is over, but the killing surely will not stop overnight.
This world would be a much better place to live in if we are more animal-friendly.
Had lunch with B and H in Central today (yes it's a long journey for me, covering 16 MTR stations). Over seafood linguine and Tiramisu, the topic of earthquake popped up, and I felt left out when I told them I didn't feel anything when it happened last Thursday in Hong Kong.
How could I miss it? It only happens like, once in a century! And the quake measured 3.5 on the Richter scale! According to some press description, "an earthquake has rattled Hong Kong, causing skyscrapers to shake and sending people running into the streets in rural areas". Some people said it felt like a plane crashing into their building. How could I not have felt anything?
At the time when the quake happened, I was AT HOME! COOKING! Just doing what all other people were doing when they felt the shake! My friend B said it must be because I had the kitchen hood switched on - the noise of the hood plus the fact that I was engaged in a battle (i.e. cooking) had made me oblivious to the shakes and moves outside my apartment.
Whatever the reason maybe, part of me feels bad for missing out on this "collective experience" (I have never experienced any earthquakes in my life (Thank God) but it would be quite exciting to feel it once, not the major fatal ones, but minor ones like what we just had), but at the same time I couldn't help but think that maybe ignorance really is a blessing sometimes. Something bad happens but I am ignorant of it, so life goes on, every one's fine and dandy at the end and we all live happily ever after.
Life cannot get any better than this.
A Saturday afternoon. We just had lunch at home. You were sitting at one corner of the livine room, I the other corner. We were both reading the newspaper. You always let me read the City section first as you know I never read the Sports news.
We were just there, occupying our own little space, reading our own inked papers. We didn't exchange a word, not even a glance. And then I had a look at you, and a sudden sense of peace overwhelmed me. I thought to myself, "This feels good. I probably can do this for the rest of my Saturday afternoons."
At that moment, I knew I had found The One.
我跟男友分手，你看見我在哭，你比我更傷心。你對我說了一些話，讓我感動至今。
有時我心情不佳，對你説話語氣不好，但你永遠不會怪責我，事後又如常的對我好，令我内疚非常。
你一有空就會駕車過來陪我吃午飯，儘管吃完之後又要馬上駕車回家跟你的老友喝下午茶。
你知道我們不常煮飯，沒有湯水，便會多煮我們的一份，然後山長水遠駕車把飯餸帶過來。有時你還會照顧我的娛樂需要，把八卦雜誌也一并帶給我。
每逢打風下雨，氣溫稍降，你總是第一個打電話給我，告訴我要多穿衣服，帶雨傘出門。
從小到大，我的一切需索，你都統統給我滿足，我從來不曾缺乏。
你給我無限的自由，讓我做我喜歡的事，跟我喜歡的人交往。要給兒女這麽大的自由，其實是挺冒險的，但你們對我信任，知道我不會亂來，也知道即使我在外頭吃了苦，受了傷，我永遠可以回到家裏這個避風港。
謝謝你讓我知道什麽是無條件的愛。
We have waved our goodbyes to the Asian casino land. The hen trip was full of fun and warmth, and once again I am so glad God has blessed me with so many wonderful sisters.
Squid and fish balls
Pork chop bun 
Egg tart with bird's nest
African chicken
A little surprise birthday cake -- well, it was meant to be a surprise, you know the way it works: the waiter brings out the cake and people sing the birthday song, but in our case the waitress came to our table and asked very loudly IN FRONT OF THE BIRTHDAY GIRL "Do you want us to bring the birthday cake out now?". Naturally, no tips for Miss Stupid.
is what we are NOT having for our hen weekend (well, maybe a bit of booze, but strippers? No thank you, it is so cliche). Counting down: 20 hours.
There are two brides-to-be (me and my friend K - we decided to do a joint hen weekend as it involves similar participants) so it will be doubly fun!
I don't know what we are doing except that we are going to Macau. I do believe it will involve a lot of yummy Portuguese food (and Port!).
On the other hand, the guys are having their stag night on Saturday. As expected, the two grooms (BB and R, K's fiance) insisted that they have separate stag nights (excuse to have two crazy night outs instead of one). Boys will be boys...
Will post some photos when I am back!
昨天終於拿到遲了足足2星期才起貨的請帖了。出奇地，沒有什麽錯漏（在過去6星期裏，我每天也在擔心，如果印刷出錯的話，便來不及再印，到時便“大檸樂”了）。可能神看見我這麽擔心，生怕如果真的有什麽出錯，祂這個女兒一定會爆血管，所以便大大保佑這事 ^O^
媽咪跟弟婦也很好，昨天特地到灣仔陪我去拿總共4大袋，厚典典的大小請帖啊，信封啊，利是封啊，諸如此類。
這代表漫長的入帖/寄帖/等回復/排座位表/確認回復/修改座位表/等等等等的重要工程正式開始。當然還有美容/減肥/試身/造鞋/教堂程序表/揀歌/試菜/場地佈置/等等等等的事宜要陸續處理。
嘩好忙啊！連食薯片和雪糕都沒時間！
The cleaning lady just came into my office and gave me a little individually-wrapped cake. She said today is her last day at work. She is not an employee of our company, but works for a cleaning company that we engage to clean our offices. This lady only comes into our office at the end of each day to take out our trash.
I suddenly feel a bit sad. All this time my converation exchange with this lady does not go beyond the simple "Hello", "Thank you", "You going home soon? - Yes, about to", so I should have no reason to feel saddened by her departure. After all, people come and people go.
But the cake. Why did she give me the cake? And from the way she gave it to me (in a hush hush manner even though there was nobody else in my office), I figured that she gave the cakes to selective people, and I was one of the lucky few. What have I done to deserve the cake? I don't even know her name! I haven't ever asked about her, whether she has kids, how long she has been in this job. And yet she gave me this cake, perhaps thinking that in some way there is a connection between us (which I failed to notice).
It seems that the cleaning lady and I are in reversed positions. As a Christian, I should be the one reaching out to people, regardless of whether the recipient understands or appreciates such friendliness. But here I am, sitting in my office, receiving a cake from an almost stranger, while wondering why I should be getting this gift in the first place.
Make me a channel of your peace
Where there is hatred let me bring your love
Where there is injury, your pardon, Lord
And where there's doubt, true faith in you
Make me a channel of your peace
Where there's despair in life let me bring hope;
Where the is darkness, only light;
And where there's sadness, ever joy
Oh, Master, grant that I may never seek
So much to be consoled as to console;
To be understood as to understand
To be loved, as to love with all my soul.
Make me a channel of your peace
It is pardoning that we are pardoned
In giving to all men that we receive;
And in dying that we're born to eternal life.
--- Make me a channel
"Do you ever hold the door open for somebody and they just waltz right through there? No eye contact, no thank you, no nothing. You're just standing there "Well you're welcome Your Majesty! Sorry I didn't sprinkle rose petals for you!""
---From Ellen DeGeneres - Here and Now
This stand-up comedy is brilliant! As always, Ellen rocks!
I have completed this questionnaire. If you care enough for our fluffy friends, please help.
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Survey on HK's Aaimal Welfare
虐待動物法例問卷調查
The government has proposed heavier penalties on animal abuse in April this year. In order to gauge public opinion on the overall animal welfare
situation in Hong Kong, Animal Earth, an animal rights organization, wishes to collect your views through an email questionnaire.
港府於今年四月建議加強虐畜罪行的罰則。為了解市民對法例罰則和香港整體動物福利的看法，動物權益團體《動物地球》現進行一項電郵問卷調查。
Please help us by finishing this simple survey. The overall results will be published afterwards while detailed information will be kept confidential.
請大家花一點時間完成簡單的問卷。我們稍後將會公佈問卷答覆的整體分析及結果，但個別資料會絕對保密，謝謝。
http://www.my3q.com/home2/115/animalearth/86527.phtml
Thank you.
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Recently I have become a fan of Hugh Laurie, or Dr Gregory House in House M.D. Until House M.D., I never knew who Hugh Laurie was, but BB told me he was already very famous in the UK before House M.D. (he is British, which was a surprise to me because he speaks impeccable Amercian English in the drama series), and was in A Bit of Fry and Laurie and Jeeves and Wooster and Blackaddar (where he plays the dimwit Prince George). I googled him (yes when I am obsessed I am unstoppable, just like I was with the pontikege, and btw I am over pontikege now, surprise surprise) and discovered that he is actually very multi-talented. He plays the piano, guitar and harmonica. He sings very well. He writes novels. He bikes. He rows. He also graduated from Eton and Cambridge.
Oh and did I mention he has the most incredible blue eyes? And I have seen him in interviews, his sense of humour amazes me, and he is nothing like the cranky Dr House character he plays.
There really is something about men named Hugh (Hugh Grant! and Hugh Jackman!).
Last night, I went for a kickboxing trial class with a friend. I have taken kickboxing classes before, but those were the group classes held in a gym, where you jab and kick with 40 other people in a not-very-big room. The experience was not very pleasant.
Last night was a Rolls Royce experience when compared to the group classes I took before. First, it was a private lesson so it's just the coach and me and my friend. The gym itself is not big, like twice the size of a high school classroom, but it has a boxing ring (mini version I suppose - I don't know how big a proper boxing ring is), a few sandbags and enough spare room for you to run about kicking asses. Last night there were no other classes or students, so the coach, me and my friend had the whole place to ourselves. We spend the hour kicking and punching. Oh and we wore boxing gloves and kick real people (i.e. the coach)!!
Strangely, I didn't sweat a lot during the class but I could definitely feel I have had a good work out - today my arms and legs are hurting. But it feels good.
The private classes are not cheap, but being DBJ (and a closet shopaholic) I of course have signed myself up. I hope I can shape up my figure for the wedding. Better spend money on this than on a pair of Manolo right?
I will be an ass kicking queen! BB should be very worried.
我最近愛上了吃麻糬（Pontikege），是瘋狂的那種愛，晚上睡覺時會掛念它，早上返工時會特地在公司三條街以外下車，只為去麵包店買它當早餐。這種小麵包由來已久，但不知道爲什麽我一直沒有看上它，直到現在。
Google了很久,也找不到關於麻糬的詳細營養資料，只知它也算健康食品，但健康食品總有脂肪，有蛋白質卦？就是找不到有關資料。
但也沒關係。觀乎我“新xx，三日香”的性格，大抵會每天吃麻糬，吃它一兩三個星期，然後熱情過了，就再也不會碰它。
In this week's Next Magazine, there is an article about a woman who suffers from delusional disorder, but the focus of the article is on the husband of the woman, who takes care of her all these years.
15 years ago, this woman killed her 13-year-old daughter with a knife and strangled the other daughter, who was 8 years old then. When the husband arrived home from work, he discovered the crime scene. The wife was later diagnosed of suffering from delusional disorder, an illness which led her to believe that the world is conspiring against her and therefore she needed to kill her daughters to protect them. She was convicted of manslaughter and was sentenced to psychiatric treatment.
The husband bears no hatred towards the wife. He quit his job to take care of her and he even blames himself for not discovering the wife's illness earlier and getting her the proper treatment.
Meanwhile, on the other side of the planet, rumour has it that Kate Hudson is splitting with her husband after six years of marriage because of Owen Wilson. Allegedly Kate and Owen hit if off while filming a movie together.
I like Kate Hudson and I am not being judgemental here. I write about her simply because I read about it on the same day I read about the husband, and it strikes me.
What is true love? I think true love is a choice. You make a conscious decision and you stand by it. It takes a lot of faith and a lot of hard work.
Wah, true love is such heavy stuff. No wonder divorce lawyers are making so much money.
