Tubby Hubby (TH) is the most deliberate person I know. He never makes a decision without thinking it over at least three times and even then, would tell me: "Wait, don't be too hasty."
I, on the other hand, just can't wait to get things out of the way. Need to find a condo? See one in the morning, decide on it by the evening. There, all done – now I can sit back and relax.
TH ribs me on being too impulsive but even he had to admire my "faiti faiti" (Cantonese for "hurry up") personality recently. I was up in Hong Kong for a week and in that time, I found us a condo, opened a bank account, applied for two jobs and even located a vet for Bimbo the cat.
"At this rate, you would have adopted two babies by the first month," TH observes. "Not if you had any say in it," I retort.
I'm now back in Singapore so TH can finally relax. He can now take two hours to decide what sandwich to have without me bugging him.
Monday, August 20, 2007
Wednesday, August 15, 2007
Crazy week in Hong Kong
Sorry I haven't been blogging but I've been running around like a headless chicken trying to sort stuff out so Tubby Hubby (TH) can stop living out of a suitcase - or, in his case, two humonguous bags.
Top on my list was finding a place to live. Rents are crazy in Hong Kong and yet, there still is so much demand. I went to see six condos on Monday afternoon and by the next morning, all but one had been rented out.
Anyway, we've found a place. Photos will come soon, when I can get TH to take a break from his busy worklife to load them for me.
Today, I went to sign up for a postgraduate diploma in cultural heritage management. Tomorrow, I have two (part-time) job interviews and then it's back to Singapore again.
Phew, the life of a jetsetter can be so draining.
Top on my list was finding a place to live. Rents are crazy in Hong Kong and yet, there still is so much demand. I went to see six condos on Monday afternoon and by the next morning, all but one had been rented out.
Anyway, we've found a place. Photos will come soon, when I can get TH to take a break from his busy worklife to load them for me.
Today, I went to sign up for a postgraduate diploma in cultural heritage management. Tomorrow, I have two (part-time) job interviews and then it's back to Singapore again.
Phew, the life of a jetsetter can be so draining.
Monday, August 13, 2007
All in the family
Pictures of me and Tubby Hubby (TH), my two brothers and their wives. You won't believe it but all three of us siblings got married in the same year: 2004.
Actually, my younger brother, Darric (the pic on the right), and his girlfriend had been planning for ages for their wedding. So theirs was the "proper" one with full wedding dinner and all - which helped my mum get that out of her system.
Mine and TH's was a surprise one. We were going to get married in secret but since everyone was already down for Darric's wedding, they got a two-for-one deal.
Darryl (the pic in the middle) was supposed to get married the year after. But he got his condo early so they decided to bring forward the date.
My dad got to wear his good suit all in one year. And my relatives are still talking about our bumper crop of weddings!
Thursday, August 9, 2007
Off to Hong Kong
Flying off to Hong Kong to meet Tubby Hubby (TH) tomorrow. Can't wait.
There are some good things about being single again. For one, the toilet seat stays down (TH always leaves it up so when I get up for a sleepy midnight pee, I almost fall into the toilet). For another, the water heater is always set at the perfect temperature for me.
But I miss having someone to talk to just before I go to sleep. And watching CSI is just not the same without TH playing the air guitar/synthesizer/drums during the opening sequence.
Well, I've got a week with TH anyway in that spiffy hotel room of his. For those who've been asking me where it is, it's Bishop Lei International House along Robinson Road. Cheap (S$130 a night) and what wonderful views! http://www.bishopleihtl.com.hk/
There are some good things about being single again. For one, the toilet seat stays down (TH always leaves it up so when I get up for a sleepy midnight pee, I almost fall into the toilet). For another, the water heater is always set at the perfect temperature for me.
But I miss having someone to talk to just before I go to sleep. And watching CSI is just not the same without TH playing the air guitar/synthesizer/drums during the opening sequence.
Well, I've got a week with TH anyway in that spiffy hotel room of his. For those who've been asking me where it is, it's Bishop Lei International House along Robinson Road. Cheap (S$130 a night) and what wonderful views! http://www.bishopleihtl.com.hk/
Wednesday, August 8, 2007
My role models
That's my Mummy and Daddy. Aren't they sweet? They've been married for nearly 40 years now and I look to them to get an idea of what a good marriage should be.
What I've learnt:
- Bickering doesn't mean divorce is imminent.
- The wife is always right.
- Love is washing the other's car.
- A couple only needs two bank accounts: joint and hers.
- Why say "I'm sorry" when a nudge will do?
- Why say "I love you" when a packet of mee rebus will do?
Monday, August 6, 2007
Long-distance relationships
Tubby Hubby (TH) has started working in Hong Kong already but I am stuck in Singapore settling things like bank accounts and the movers.
Long-distance relationships are a common thing nowadays. People don't stay put in one company (or even one country) all their lives compared to our parents' time.
But that doesn't make it any easier. I find myself packing my days full of activity to make sure I don't miss TH too much. Thankfully, IDD calls to Hong Kong are free on Starhub so we keep in contact quite a bit.
It is exciting to be a real jetsetter now, though. I get to divide my time between Singapore, where I am still freelancing, and Hong Kong. How cool is that?
Speaking of cool, check out the view from TH's hotel room window. Yup, it is just opposite his bed. He keeps raving about it over the phone so I have to see it for myself. Flying there this Saturday to take over his double bed. Poor guy.
Long-distance relationships are a common thing nowadays. People don't stay put in one company (or even one country) all their lives compared to our parents' time.
But that doesn't make it any easier. I find myself packing my days full of activity to make sure I don't miss TH too much. Thankfully, IDD calls to Hong Kong are free on Starhub so we keep in contact quite a bit.
It is exciting to be a real jetsetter now, though. I get to divide my time between Singapore, where I am still freelancing, and Hong Kong. How cool is that?
Speaking of cool, check out the view from TH's hotel room window. Yup, it is just opposite his bed. He keeps raving about it over the phone so I have to see it for myself. Flying there this Saturday to take over his double bed. Poor guy.
Saturday, August 4, 2007
TH is officially middle-aged!
Tubby Hubby (TH) has had perfect eyesight for the past 43 years. So he'd never felt the pain of being four-eyed. Grrr.
He used to have this irritating habit of touching my glasses and leaving fingerprint smudges behind. And if I complained, he'd just say innocently: "Why? What's so bad about smudges?"
Well now he knows. Age has finally caught up with him and he had to have reading glasses made. Ha ha...
I can't wait to leave my grubby fingerprints all over his lenses!
Wednesday, August 1, 2007
Setting the cake bar
Tubby Hubby (TH) prides himself on being quite a good cook. He wooed me with a fantastic lamb navarin.
But since I took over the kitchen, he's become lazy. The last thing he cooked was sausages for himself.
I don't really mind because, whenever he cooks, he manages to use up every saucepan, dish and utensil in the kitchen - which he then leaves to me to wash up.
"Let's face it," a friend told me. "Men are just not good in the kitchen."
Obviously, she hasn't met my friend Mark. Here's what he baked for a friend's birthday party:
But since I took over the kitchen, he's become lazy. The last thing he cooked was sausages for himself.
I don't really mind because, whenever he cooks, he manages to use up every saucepan, dish and utensil in the kitchen - which he then leaves to me to wash up.
"Let's face it," a friend told me. "Men are just not good in the kitchen."
Obviously, she hasn't met my friend Mark. Here's what he baked for a friend's birthday party:
And, since he's single, he even washed up everything afterwards himself. Now tell me men aren't good in the kitchen!
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