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Random Thoughts of a Lioness

The reward of conformity was that everyone liked you, except yourself.

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This is me. Like it or not. 'I have long since come to believe that people never mean half of what they say, and it is best to disregard their talk and judge only their actions' - Dorothy Day, 1952

Friday, December 23, 2005

And I'm off!

A week away from the office that is.

Not that we are going anywhere pun. My idea is to just laze around the house and pamper myself.

may try to update, if I can find an internet connection.

Merry christmas and have a wonderful new year, everyone!

Monday, December 19, 2005

Breaking the silence..

Gosh, I just realised how long I haven't been writing. Maybe it is because the little time I have after office hours and during lunch. Since I have been starting this habit of going down for lunch again, and leaving slightly after 5.30 p.m. The fallback of doing so, apart from never getting to type my scribbling is that I don't get to save as much money. Lunch here is EXPENSIVE! Not that there are no cheapo places nearby, I am just too lazy to drag my now-very-big-butt out of the complex. Serves me right when I got comments like 'Waaah, you takde shape la sekarang!' (Courtesy of Cindy the consultant and Ms Gold the tailor). *PFFFT*

Aaaanyway, it is already the start of the 3rd week of December. I am getting more and more excited by the day because:

a) Crazy is on leave. Enuff said.
b) I'll be on leave starting this Friday until next year
c) Mama and Aboh are coming for Edie's wedding this weekend and staying for a bit.
d) I get to play Eric Leong for T's new apartment, once his wiring and plastering work is done.
e) I'll be AWAY from the office *YAAAAY!*


On a more interesting front, my long-awaited holiday may just materialise. Not one, but TWO!Although the tickets for the first one is still on wait list *sigh*, Emm has managed to grab FREE tickets for us girls to go for our beach holiday in February! Oooh, the idea of sun and sea is just so very tempting.

*Note to self : Need to tone up and get some 'shape'.*

T is staying with u s for the time being. He calls himself the squatter, but I am secretly glad. With him around, the house looks more 'lived-in' rather than a place to sleep. Plus, we get to be home more than those stop-overs and sleep-overs in Daddy's place. T is also rather helpful around the house. At least, the laundry doesn't take 2 days out to dry and the garbage is always taken out on time.

Enough ramblings for the day. Meeting awaits.

Tuesday, December 06, 2005

On this day, 2 years ago..

Today, two whole years has come and gone
Since the day your heart and mine
Met and agreed to twine
Themselves in conjugal bond as one.

Today, the globe has returned again
To the spot where it began its journey
That moonlit night, sweet as honey,
When our journey of love first began.

Today, we have counted two whole years;
Next, we shall count another still,
And yet more and more years till
Our children’s children begin to rear.

O what boundless joy thrills my heart now
That Heaven should mark me out above
All His creatures to bless me with such Love
So perfect, and a goodly man such as thou.

Today, the globe has returned again
To the spot where it began its journey
The moonlit night, sweet as honey,
When our journey of Love first began.

Monday, December 05, 2005

A Mother's Birthday

Today marks the 57th birthday of the person who brought me into the world.

Before I was myself you made me, me
With love and patience, discipline and tears,
Then bit by bit stepped back to set me free,
Allowing me to sail upon my sea,
Though well within the headlands of your fears.
Before I was myself you made me, me

With dreams enough of what I was to be
And hopes that would be sculpted by the years,
Then bit by bit stepped back to set me free,

Relinquishing your powers gradually
To let me shape myself among my peers.
Before I was myself you made me, me,

And being good and wise, you gracefully
As dancers when the last sweet cadence nears
Bit by bit stepped back to set me free.

For love inspires learning naturally:
The mind assents to what the heart reveres.
And so it was through love you made me, me
By slowly stepping back to set me free.


Copyright : N Gordon

Happy Birthday Mama. I love you.