Monday, 21 December 2009

Shanghai Baby!

It wasn't that cold! Just ~5 degrees celcius...


Hello everyone!


I am off to lovely Shanghai tomorrow for Christmas. I am feeling excited but just ever so slightly worried about the weather. They forecast rain. I hate rain. Rain will make my feet cold and wet. Rain ruins the feathers in my hat. Cold rain makes me want to curl up in bed with a hot water bottle and a good book. You get my drift. Now, if the temperature drops a Celsius or two, then we will get snow! :) I don't mind that! :)


I am rethinking my wardrobe. We are supposed to go to find ourselves men with too much money and too little sense who need women to spend their money for them. How am I suppsed to do that dressed like a snowman with a red nose? If I am left to my own devices, I will spend the whole trip holed up somewhere warm like a bear; a very fashionably dressed one at that hahaha.


I know the motherland does not like blogs. And my ability to update photos regularly is pretty dire. No worries. I shall just stand in photos in someone else's camera *evil laughter*.


Have a blessed Christmas and a joyous New Year! May Christ bring peace, love and happiness. to one and all.


Oh, and happy glutinous rice ball festival tomorrow! It's the Winter Solstice. It is one of my favourite days of the year as it is the shortest day and the longest night. Some people may find this depressing, but I like the fact that after the longest night, the darkness will only get shorter!

Saturday, 19 December 2009

The Medic has Landed

This the week before Christmas. Yours truly was debating the wisdom of sending home Christmas presents for the Fifth Sibling etc era. Then I remembered that the little brat sulks and will refuse to talk to me for a month if I did not send anything back. So a massively overpriced parcel was duly dispatched to the sunny land of Nasi Lemak. The postman stuck about a hundred stamps on the parcel. You would think that they have large denomination stamps that would suffice, but no, he covered the side of the parcel with colourful Cantoland stamps. I wouldn't let him put the fancy gold/silver/bronze East Asian Games limited edition stamps because that would guarantee the non-arrival of my parcel.

We had a Christmas party at work where we had to bring along a dish we made ourselves. Everyone else had parents/helpers who made the food, while I made my own. I am so proud of me. In fact, I deserve a prize. I won the lucky dip! I never win anything! :) So I am now five hundred dollars richer! :)

The medic has come back to visit Cantoland this weekend. I am so excited! It's been a whole ten months since I last saw one of my Powerpuff sisters (who happen to be grown men but it's okay). It will be fun to catch up and drink lots of alcohol without guilt, because no matter what, I will never out-drink a doctor.

Three days till Shang Hai! :)

Saturday, 12 December 2009

Skin is Big Money

I went to the dermalogists' annual christmas dinner last night with the boss. Skin is one of those specialist fields that all women would like to have as a friend while all major beauty product companies would love to have as clients.

Needless to say, we always come home with loads of goodies. I have enough beauty freebies to last me the next three years no kidding! Am aiming for the free laser treatment and botox next hahahaha! You seriously do get scutinised by dermatologists for any textural imperfections, acne, thread veins. Just like your dentist would be staring at your teeth when you are talking to them, or your podiatrist at your feet and highly inappopriate footwear.

But when your friend the dermatologist decides that the lone pimple on your forehead does not become you, he will give you loads of freebies to get rid of that pimple. I like my dermatologist! :) Or maybe they were staring at my cleavage wrinkles. =/

We met quite a few unmarried doctors in various specialties. Medicine can be such a small hunting ground. They were surprised to find that we have loads of single and available girls for sale attractive young women in our department. If you do look at the percentage, 80% of our professional staff are unmarrried and 60% are female under 30 years of age. There aren't very many of us to start with anyway!

So the boss is scheming to matchmake us all up. I get to play charporone and pick a fight when the doctor 'makes the move'.
Work is fun! :)