I am thinking about getting my boys to start writing.
My first boy is an introvert who doesn’t have much friends. Doesn’t enjoy reading, in fact, he doesn’t read at all unless it’s a Marvel comic or Mr MidNight and friends. Summarizes things he reads into different news altogether. Has a bad sense of written English. Proud to call himself a gamer (which he happily spends hours doing if we don’t stop him).
My second one is a lot a lot different. Full of himself with a really creative mind. The stories he make up (which are mostly lies) are believable. You will be fooled not once but over and over again.
My last baby who is 6 this year is still a baby… I’ll not include him in.
I really want them to improve on their writing and social skills. Learn more about the computer and IT world. Find answers from reliable sources over the net and not just believe in something because it’s pops out first on your search engine. And most of all, I want them to expand their mind and look at the world from a different perspective.
I’ve thought about online safety for kids and I understand that most blogging site only allows children aged 13 and above to start a site. So, I’ve decided to let them tap on my site for the space they needed. After all, they will need to go through their dad or myself before posting something.
Almost 20 years ago, I was sponsored to take up a Personal Trainer certification by one of the well established sports organisation. Halfway through it, I underwent some life changing events which somehow got me another calling. Something which I keep close to my heart to this very day, something which I contributed a part of my life returning back to the society. But never once did I forget that “Almost 20 years ago”. So when I had the opportunity to, with all the support I got from the person I trust the most – Dy, I decided to give it another shot. So this morning, I was greeted with something wonderful in the mailbox. Thank you coach Eugene Lee, for leading us through 😉
Where I feel like a total failure.
I failed to smile when I woke up today to greet the boys good morning as I had house chores running through my head.
The little one had been running a temperature since 4 days ago. He had a school trip earlier and I was worried that he will not be okay. I failed to focus on him being happy and excited for the trip as I was more worried of him not getting better, but in actual fact he was.
I failed to keep it cool with the D before he left for work as I felt like he didn’t care enough.
I failed to get some nap as my mind was occupied and I cannot rest.
I baked some vanilla cupcakes which ended up really moist which was not to my liking – of course I failed in that department too.
I failed to show restraint and respect, lack of maturity and started telling the boys off, using my wonderful book of limited vocabulary, if you know what I mean.
At the end of the day, I failed to keep everything to myself. I rather avoid talking about them, after all, D had a long day in the office and I do not want to tire him down with the unnecessary but one of the boys had to do something which triggered me and i revealed everything. What a total failure!
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It started out with a decent gesture. Something that most people will not pay much attention to. A thank you text that lead to a lot of other texts and you know you will have to put a stop to it before it gets out of control. Marital affair is nothing but messy.
Infatuation – an intense but short-lived passion or admiration for someone or something.
We are both married. Although marriage is hard work, I am very much in love with my partner.
So he tells me he admires me for the choices I make and compliments me on my looks. I try very hard to keep my replies to his texts friendly and professional. I don’t deny the fact that compliments always brighten my day. And the texts eventually get a bit off topic, to the extent that I knew he had an affair before which cost him his first marriage. You can sense when the conversations get a little deep. He started to sound creepy. We are in the fitness industry and I am sure we will have to work together at some point of time. And I do not want it to be awkward. I tried to reject his offer the best I can without hurting his feelings. Well, that didn’t work.
I confided in a few people that I trusted. And of coz, I told my partner about it. Do I need to be nice to him? Is he going to help me in the future somehow? Is maintaining this friendship that important to me? Do I really need this?
But I realized that as far as men goes, you must tell them straight in the face that you are not an interested party to make them understand.
My last text to him was….
“You know what? I am going to be straightforward with you. You took me being friendly for all the wrong reasons. We should stop texting each other. We can talk in class but I guess that’s about it. I am not interested in doing this thing that you are doing. And I am not interested in you. I think you should treasure your wife and family more. I’m sorry.”
And his reply…
“Thanks for being frank! Still, I apologize for crossing the line. Will respect your decisions.”
And this was about a month ago…
I started chewing ice since I was a little girl. It wasn’t so much of a habit until just recently. I discovered I craved ice and I can be chewing it throughout the day. I understand that ice chewing is a serious addiction. I may be suffering from anemia (I have not done any blood test to determine this) and it’s not doing any good to my teeth. I’d try so hard not to chew on it but the urge would become so overwhelming. At this point of time, I am not sure how to quit on it.