I was just doing some random blog-hopping and chanced upon some bag scoop on Fashion Nation
. Actually not just
bag scoop per se, because what really happened was, my invisible bag-accustomised
antennae went DING DING DING furiously when I saw these PS1 bags by Proenza Schouler.
It looks somewhat similar to the Witchery one that I have, but still. Don't quite know how they will look when carried though. I especially love the one in Mustard. I think I am about to just die from bag-lust now. The down side? They cost USD$1,595 for a medium one.
Labels: mumble jumbles
On Saturday I spent the afternoon making Italian meatballs. Found some recipes for the Swedish variety and I want to make it soon! Making meatballs is such a physical thing. You have to roll them into balls one by one, and sometimes laziness really gets the better of me. Haha.
There was an MPH warehouse sale at expo last weekend so I plopped by to take a look-see after my Sunday ministry in church. I think I probably went into some sort of a trance in there because in retrospect, how I managed to browse around book-after-book for THREE solid hours is really quite a feat. I felt a bit like a little girl in a candy shop. I think I sort of let loose a bit cos I figured that well, I should live a little. This particular internal dialogue happens often, by the way.
I think some of my happiest buys were the Donna Hay magazines which were selling for only 4 bucks each! A Lonely Planet Bluelist 2008 for those stuck-in-Singapore restless moments, and another Murakami book which I gleefully fished out of a box of trashy paperbacks, like finding gold in a sack of rice. I even got two children books for my tuition kid. And all of those cost me only a little more than fifty bucks.
And they were in mint condition, not dog-eared copies falling off their jackets. So satisfying, those buys! :)
Labels: shopping, The domestic goddess at work
There is Amazing Race, Project Runway and America's Next Top Model back to back tonight! I am SO indulging tonight :)
Just made a big pot of Spicy Mac n Cheese with Jalapeno Pepper. *burp*
Two days ago I had a casual conversation with the HR Exec and I was just saying that perhaps it is a good idea to get a toaster over in the lunch room. That way, people can bring pizza or sandwiches for lunch and get to toast them. She said That's a good idea, we can suggest it. And just this afternoon, I sauntered unsuspectingly into the lunch room (my favourite place in the whole workplace by the way) and BEHOLD. A brand spanking new Phillips oven toaster sitting sweetly beside the microwave. YAYNESS!
Sara and I were already thinking up lunch ideas so that we can utilise that shiny new thing. *rubs hands in glee*
I gave away some carrot cake and recipes last week. And I suspect I am slowly but surely spreading my lethal domestic bugs in my workplace. haha.
Labels: The domestic goddess at work
To your last post which I just read, I only have this to say. It's funny how you have so much insults to hurl now. Granted, those were written before you read the email. But that you had pages of abusive comments purposefully meant to cause hurt (explaining was beside the point), while knowing fully well that I was never in the light of things at that time, really leaves much to think about. Regardless of email or no email. Was I supposed to be in calm acceptance of a mere four-liner ultimatum? So it seems that apparently noone else has the right to be angry without being lambasted like a criminal.
So, NO. I do not appreciate being attacked left right and centre like a punching bag, not when it comes a couple of years too late. And NO. You had no business throwing your insults around, because things wouldn't even be what they were if they weren't so mishandled from the very beginning. I have things to say for every single accusation you have, but I guess now they don't matter anymore. And I will not bother with reciprocating your insults, because I will not stoop so low. So this is me responding to those name-callings.
Thanks for eventually bothering to clear things. If I could turn back time, there isn't a single thing I would have been able to change, because I still maintain that your feedback is way overdue. I am not sorry at all, and I am "very maturely" telling you now that I do not agree with what you think, because in retrospect, there were many occasions I can think of where things should have just been resolved there and then, or at least talked about. And all this would have been so damn unnecessary. I guess noone is to blame. Things just happened because probably that's how it's meant to be.
Yay, it is over now. I don't think I want to know anything more. Not now, not ever.
P/S: It's sarcasm. Not sacarsm :)
It is funny, how to some people friendship is like playing a game on PSP. You ride on the highs and lows, and then you get bored because the characters get uninteresting, or you mess up, and to get rid of it you just hit Game Over. Just like that. When the least one can do is give a decent explanation and not just an effing sorry excuse.
You're right. Probably not worth fixing. Because I am not a floor mat for you to trample upon and leave crumbs of your growing pains.
Never felt so stupid before.
Tonight, a part of me just died.