Tuesday, November 29, 2011

Gone nasal ...

The only bright spot about having a flu is that my voice will change a tone lower, giving off a husky note that I find quite pleasing to my own ears. Well, not all things are bad, right? Have to find the silver lining somewhere, even where there isn't any at the time.

December brings with it the rain, the holidays, the food, the festivities, the weddings, the birthday (mine), the year end sales, the gatherings, and of course the snivels. The only thing December is not is snow, at least in this part of the world. But since our environment is not really equipped for winter, I better not wish for something I can't handle as of now. You want snow, go to where there is snow.

Anyway, funny thing about bosses: This morning I went to see mine to seek approval on something, and I started wheezing and sneezing the minute I walked into his room, 4-ply tissue in hand, all teary eyed from the effort. Yes, I am a bit of a teddy bear when I am in that mode, looking for whatever sympathy I can get. But he just took one look at me and went "Flu? Aww, really? That's nothing. You can still walk, can you?" with a grin.

Okay so I may have exaggerated a little, but that look he gave me was unmistakably a "Oh so you can fall sick after all. Not so immune now are you?" I gave one big sneeze, just for good measure, smiled and hoped in my heart the virus will find its mark. "Yes boss, I can still walk. I'm here aren't I? If I called in sick this morning, you would get worried." I retorted, then belatedly remembered I once bragged about having a no-MC for almost a year. Hah. Should have kept my mouth shut.

The only reason I turned up to work this morning was because I have so much to do before I take a long year end holiday. The second reason is because I would berate my subordinates should they call in sick at the first sign of a sneeze, even though they can still walk, so here I go proving I can so so should they. The third reason is because if I did call in sick, my so-called smart-phone would still be ringing all day and sending work emails my way, so I don't see the point in being at home when I would still be expected to work.

I wish you could hear my voice right now. It's downright sexy!

P/s: That's the Panadol talking.

Monday, November 21, 2011

Thou shalt eat only when hungry ...

Forgive me, Father, for I have sinned. It's been months since my last diet, and with each attempt I've either lost weight (yes really) or gained back a stone for every pebble. I shall persevere. 

Allow me, Father, to recite the 10-commandments of weight loss:

1.  Thou shalt honor thy health and good spirits above all else.

2.  Thou shalt not go on crash diets; therein lieth the way of madness. 

3.  Thou shalt not clean thy neighbor's plate. 

4.  Thou shalt not eat when thou art miserable, for food is not a medicine unto the soul. 

5.  Thou shalt eat not when thine eye lusteth, but when thy stomach requireth sustenance. 

6.  Thou shalt sup chiefly on the fruits of the earth, the grains and vegetables thereof; on the fowl of the air and the fish of the seven seas, whence donuts cometh not. 

7.  Thou shalt take exercise daily, for why else hast thou sinew and bone, legs and sneakers? 

8.  Thou shalt be patient but not forgetful. 

9.  Thou shalt take delight in every good friend and good song, in every good walk and good day, for to enjoy them more is why these commandments are given unto thee. 

10.  Thou shalt not knit thy brow if thou transgress a commandment, but forgive thyself, for it is written, nine out of ten is not bad.

I mean, hello, who could resist this? 9 out  10, Father, 9 out of 10.

Wednesday, November 16, 2011

Online Shopping Junkie ...

I am unrepentant.


Proud to be.

 Comstock/Comstock/Getty Images 

Why, just last week I bought this gorgeous baby for a wedding I was supposed to attend. 

 And it my first time buying heels online! What risk. Thank God they fit. 

Will I repeat the deed?

Oh yes, definitely!

Friday, November 11, 2011

Tag: 11 things you should know about me ...

Ah. Coincidentally it's 11.11.11 today. Very special day. I bet you saw a lot of wedding cars on the road today, either on their way or back from churches or some other wedding reception venues or places of worship. I don't know any of my friends getting wedded today, but I wish the rest a good blessed marriage life ahead. Luck has nothing to do with it, effort does.

Anyway, I've been tagged! Been awhile since I got or initiated any of these. This goes to Ms Rose Ragai who kindly thought of me when she did this tag and passed it along. So, to reciprocate, here goes 11 things you should know about me (although in no certain terms could you prove any of it without really knowing the real me).

Rules & Regulations:
♥ each person must post 11 things about themselves in their journal
♥ answer the question the tagger set for u in their post and create 11 new questions for the people u tagged the answer .
♥ choose 11 people to tag the post and link them the post .
♥ go to their page and tell them u have tagged her/him .
♥ no tags back .

11 things about Coffee Girl (in random order)
  1. Loves coffee, obviously. Mostly Black on normal days, but 3-in-1 will do just fine sometimes.
  2. Must have coffee at least a mug a day.
  3. Visits Starbucks once in 2 or 3 months only, contrary to popular belief.
  4. Been asked by a doctor once about average consumption of coffee a day, when I complained of sleep disorder and menses irregularity. Queer, that.
  5. Lost nearly 10kg within 3 months in 2002, due to a diet of 3-cups of coffee a day and 2 cans of diet coke, and not much else. (a subconscious unplanned diet and not recommended by the way)
  6. That, and the fact that I was a subeditor in a now-closed-down press company, doing 10 hours work a day and 1 off-day a week, with real pressing deadlines. There wasn't much room to go out and have real meal.
  7. Plays guitar in church.
  8. Once spent 2 hours being interviewed for a Senior PR post in a reputable company, won a second-round interview, but lost to another girl who were taken in favor of her race and religion. Politics never play fair. But it was a wake-up call for me.
  9. Loves fried Tempoyak (fermented durian).
  10. Is a December baby, 3 days shy of Christmas.  
  11. Is quite a private person. Although some people would think I am secretive.Heh. Not so secretive now leh.

11 Qs From Rose Ragai:
1. What is your favourite food?
A: Does coffee count?

2. Do you have enemy(s)? Will you forgive them?
A: I'm not sure about that because they won't tell me to my face, but I'm quite a nice person. Yes of course I would.

3. Do you have BESTFRIEND(s)? How many?
A: Yes, I do. They change with time and place. How that happens I'm not so sure.

4. Outdoor or indoor?
A: Depends on what you mean by that. Both, I guess.

5. Nicol David or Nicole Scherzinger?
A: None of the above. 

6. Love your JOB? Is it your DREAM JOB?
A: I won't say it's love. It's a job. And no it isn't.

7. Why you LOVE or HATE your job?
A: I don't want to have to work, per se, but if I have to, it would be for me.

8. Singing, dancing, sitting, gossiping .... which one you prefer when you are at a party?
A: Eating!

9. Do you have pets? What is it?
A: Does pet peeves count? That would be squinting my eyes to read a distant writing even tho I have perfect eyesight. Habits copied from bespectacled siblings.

10. What is your crazy bad habit? (i.e: kentut di khalayak ramai...kih kih kih)
A: Blabbering.

11. What is your phobia?
 A: That he won't find me attractive. Kidding! I have none. I am fearless!

So there you have it. Since I suppose not many will answer this even if I tag you, I shall let it rest here. Happy weekend, you all!

P/s: My birthday will be 22.12.11 this year! Nice number ok.

Wednesday, November 9, 2011

Respite Session: The Single Ms Plural ...

[Note: I have not been myself lately. I've been somebody else... ]

Ok if you're so smart, then riddle me this:

We'll begin with a box, and the plural is boxes;
But the plural of ox should be oxen not oxes.
One fowl is a goose, but two are called geese,
Yet the plural of moose should never be meese.

You may find a lone mouse or a nest full of mice,
But the plural of house is houses, not hice.
If the plural of man is always called men,
Why shouldn't the plural of pan be called pen?

If I spoke of my foot and showed you my feet,
When I give you a boot, would a pair be called beet?
If one is a tooth and a whole set are teeth,
Why shouldn't the plural of booth be called beeth?

If the singular is this, and the plural is these,
Why shouldn't the plural of kiss be kese?
Then one may be that, and three would be those,
Yet the plural of hat would never be hose.

Gnat would be gnose and pat would be pose,
And likewise the plural of rat would be rose.

Now if mouse in the plural should be, and is, mice,
Then house in the plural, of course, should be hice,
And grouse should be grice and spouse should be spice
And by the same token should blouse become blice.

And consider the goose with its plural of geese;
Then a double caboose should be called a cabeese,
And noose should be neese and moose should be meese
And if mama's papoose should be twins, it's papeese.

We speak of a brother and also of brethren,
But though we say mother, we never say methren.
So plurals in English, I think you'll agree,
Are indeed very tricky--singularly.
- Author(s) Unknown. 

I snatched this from Google but have adopted it as mine since...

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