Monday, September 29, 2003

Hey, thanks to Wena, I now have a moving calendar. I love it. hehehehe, .....

Saturday, September 27, 2003

My neck is stiff, and now the doc thinks it may be a pinched nerve in the back of my neck. The last three weeks, I have been put on the rack and stretched so that the tingling and numbness in my right leg would go away. Although the tingling and numbness are less intense, I still experience some of it. It is a good thing that the doc is young and handsome. At least something good to look (sigh, ....). I even had an emg; the doc said that the sounds should be like raindrops on a tin roof. It has been a long time since I heard raindrops on a tin roof.

A weird thing happened to me at work yesterday. I answered a call from an obviously Chinese man speaking English with an accent, a Malaysian accent! After we talked for a while, I asked him, "are you Malaysian?" He said, "eh? how can you tell?" He was asking me about our graduate program for his son in Singapore! We talked for a long time. I hope that his son will come or at least he will come. This man is working in Chicago. I am trying my best to build up our graduate program again because 9/11 has such an impact on it. I found it a little strange that the son did not contact me himself.

I got involved in the Rotary radio auction today; and bought too many things. I became so engrossed in it that I bid on too many things. I listened to the announcer and heard my bidder number! Oh, dear, I had to watch myself because I was even bidding against myself. So, I bought 5 cubic yards of hardwood mulch, 10 cubic yards of screened top soil, and 3 20-lbs of fertiliser. I think I also bought $100 worth of legal service from a lawyer friend. I was feeling sorry for him because no one was bidding on his legal services. I bid $10 and then I found that someone else bid $15. I think I paid $17. Oh, well, I will use his services to write my will.

I bought a blueberry pie, a raspberry pie and a raspberry cinnamon roll. Then I took them all to Roger and Sandy for dinner. We had a piece each of the raspberry cinnamon roll but not the pies. So, after dinner, I took them to Elizabeth and Burl and had the pies with ice-cream them. Now those pies are in my van in the garage. It is cold outside, around 49 degrees F. No need to put in the refrigerator. One thing I like about the winter is the fact that I can put food in the garage or in my covered porch and not have to worry about them being spoiled. I think this is enough blogging.


Saturday, September 20, 2003

Hee hee!! Had a good laff when read Mum's posting on my quiz results. I didn't write it. Came from taking a quiz at Quizila.

Thursday, September 18, 2003

Wow! Mother and Wena must have ESP (Extra Sensory Perception). I was thinking that I should update this blog now because it has been quite a while since I had the energy or the time to write here. I still have a lot to do but this is something I want to do.

Work has been really busy. I am in a lot of meetings where people are not very focused on getting outcomes from each meeting. So sometimes I use meetings to relax and let my thoughts flow free. Hehehehe.....

I agree with Wena that a woman can be okay with or with a man. First of all, you have to love yourself and be happy with yourself. Many men are attracted to confident women. I am quite sure that I will not marry again because I like my life as it is, by myself. I can come home and flop on the chair with a sigh of relief. I do not have to worry about getting dinners ready or having to do something to please someone else. I can also eat ice cream for breakfast if I want to. I can snore all I want to in my bed. I can fall asleep with the TV on if I want to.

Most important of all, I am trying to learn to be patient with those around me. Being alone is easy to be patient. No one goes home with you. This is enough soul searching for now.

Monday, September 15, 2003

A Glimpse of the Future

you'll be a cool fab indie!
enjoying a succesful career,
having fun at parties and concerts,
self sufficient and independent,
you're okay with or
without a man,
you're content
just happuly living with someone -
your beloved dog!


What will you be like 10 to 15 years from now? (girls)
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BTW, it's Wena here. :)

Monday, September 01, 2003

I am in my office reading my emails so that I will not be too rushed tomorrw. I will have to work tonight on my classes so that I will be more prepared next Wednesday. This past weekend is Labor day weekend in the U.S. I went up to the Upper Peninsula in Michigan to see my boyfriend and also to help him with his fundraising 5K run. He raised about $1,200 for his cross-country team and the Tiffany Foundation. That was pretty good considering that he did everything by himself. He has a tendency to do that--do everything himself. He is so used to being a single parent that he is not used to asking for help (gr..r....r). Anyway it was nice to see him again and it will be at least six weeks before I see him again. Many of my girlfriends do not understand how I can maintain a long distance relationship. In my case, it is the best option since I am usually so busy with work and he is pretty busy himself with his daughter and his students. Besides absence makes the hearts grow fonder. He lives in Newberry, Michigan and that is a 4-hour drive. Check out this site, http://www.exploringthenorth.com/newberry/home.html to see what Newberry, Michigan is like. One of these days, I will buy a little cottage up there by Lake Superior. That is my dream.

My mother sometimes wonders why I need a boyfriend at my age. She thinks I am too old! I tell her that I am still young and actually feels on top of the world. Besides, just being old does not mean that I do not need any love or affection. I can see myself creating havoc in the old folks' home, getting the seniors all roused up. Have you watched, "Waiting for God?" There is feisty old woman who reminds me of myself and an old man who is gentle and kind. They both get into all kinds of pranks and cause more gray hairs on the manager's head!