How Not To Use The Remote Control

Last night, I tried unsuccessfully to switch on the fan using the remote control. I pointed the thing at the standing fan and press as I might on the button, the blurdy fan remained obstinately silent. Out of frustration, I turned to small fry and said to her, "What did you do with the fan? It's not working!"

Note: small fry likes to ambush the fan and constantly turns it off when it is most appreciated. I thought that this time she may have gone so far as to turn it off at the main electrical connection.

She retorted, "Mummy, you're pressing the OFF button!"

"Oh!" replied her sheepish Mummy.

It takes a four year-old to point out that I don't know how to use a remote control. Yikes.

The fan whirred to life as soon as the correct button was pressed.

Leaking Everywhere!

As if reading about radiation leaks at Fukushima is not bad enough, my house decides to up the ante on me and go on a leaky rampage itself.

First, the pipes decide to spring a leak. That's been going on for the past month or more and I've only just had the chance to look into that. The plumber came this morning to fix the leak. And it wasn't until last night when he had come to inspect the leak initially that he pointed out the leak was so bad that the wall was seeped through and sure enough, when I moved the wardrobe away from the wall, I discovered that  mold had ran amok and taken over the whole wall. Which certainly explained the sour milk, pukey smell that the room was emanating and that I was attributing to the various clothes hanging in the wardrobe that was serving as a front to the offending leak and mold explosion.

Now that the pipe has been fixed and the water tank thoroughly washed, I discovered another inexplicable leak, this one of an even more serious nature. From the sounds of it anyway. Though it wasn't till the end of the day that I noticed the low pressure from the shower which led me to investigate the mains which in turn led me to notice the water metre gone berserk and the sound of running gushing water emanating from the whereabouts of the water tank.

Oh gawd! What monster has my plumber unleashed?

To make matters worse, the water has been gushing the whole day since noon. And there is no trace of where that water has gushed to. The plumber has been notified and can only come in the afternoon tomorrow. It'll be a day of water rationing and using only when needed as I don't intend to possibly flood the house or worse, the neighbour's house!

To top it all off, I sat down at the end of it all to turn on the TV only to find that the Astro smart card is inactive. Strange, since it pretty active even yesterday. After a bit of fiddling to no avail, I checked the Astro bill. Looks like someone forgot to pay last month's bill. Sigh.

This is not one of my more enjoyable trips home to KL.

A Girl & Her Best Friend

A sunny day, good company, a nearby beach = a great day out! Small fry went to the beach with Troy, her 7 year-old best friend, and had a blast building sandcastles and getting thoroughly tanned. The 'aunties' were thoroughly amused with the two kids. They provided enough laughs and entertainment to last throughout the trip and the following days.

Morning Radio Is Not The Best of Mood Picker-Uppers

So here I am, a year older, not necessarily much the wiser but then again, what's new, eh?

Time sure flies when you're not on the blogosphere. Not that it doesn't when you're on it either. How I do digress. Anyway, back to the mundane...

Driving to work today, I had the radio on and they were taking calls about relationship issues with an expert from Monash University on hand to dish out advise. A woman comes on saying that she's been married for 3 years and that they've just had a baby. Then she goes on to say that the marriage/relationship is not the same after baby...there's still romance but things are just not the same, etc...but it's just not the same...etc. it's not the same anymore.

Hmmm...

It just sounded like a whole load of whining to me.

Come on, woman! Listen to yourself and grow up already! You've just added another person to your family, of course things are not the same! And you shouldn't expect them to be. It's just not about you or your partner anymore. You have a different priority in life. Of course things are not the same! Even if you haven't had a baby, relationships change, marriages evolve. Of course things are not going to be the same. What tempurung have you been living under?

Anyway, I couldn't stand how the woman was whining so I switched stations even before the expert could come on air. Someone should come up  with a station where there's minimal talking and mostly (good) music. I'd happily tune in.

Sometimes I seriously, seriously wonder what people have in their minds when they wander incoherently, eyes closed into marriage. Or relationships, for that matter.

Nothing remains the same; relationships and people evolve, things change. That is the only normalcy and constant in life.

As to being in a relationship and finding a life partner, like I recently advised a friend: we already strive so hard in life to find happiness - at work, personally, emotionally, spiritually - that we don't need to rush into a relationship or marriage just because we are lonely or that we want to be accepted by society. Being involved with another person should only be an option when that person ADDS to your happiness, not take away from it.

Seriously, what's the point when you're in a relationship and miserable when you can be single and happy? I'd take the latter any day.

It's a no-brainer; if people would realize this rather than fight it or try to live up to society's (friends, family, etc.) expectations, there'd be less miserable couples, divorces and screwed-up marriages.

Of Cats, Crabs And Whatnot

So we love our colours, crayons and pens. And no one loves them more than small fry.

A yellow crab

The letter 'T' poking itself with a pin

A fountain with a hole in the middle from where it exploded out of

Where all her 'diaps' sleep

A black cat

An interesting foray into the mind of a toddler, don't you think?