it’s contagious

I have never really understand what’s the big fuss about it, until I got one in my palm and started to navigate and played the free downloaded games. Many hours of playing, I have to admit without shame.

Yeah, it’s the Iphone 4 I am talking about. I am not those really into latest gadgets; give me a Nokia phone and I will be smiling away. Or so I thought.

Now, ever since I first played “angry birds” where I have to catapult angry birds to destroy those proud-faced pigs, I am hooked, forever. I find myself, now frequently sneaked Carment’s Iphone into the bedroom and I will be catapulting angry birds with all seriousness!

Wait..mommy is still playing..

Now is my turn, Celeste said to mommy


pony ride

I love animals but never really get near to a pony before.

Celeste has never really show her love for animals until last Christmas, where she had her first pony ride. And it was at the Capella; it organizes activities for kids to free parents from babysitting for the next hour or so.

We were a bit apprehensive as we did not know how was Celeste going to react when she rides a pony. Is she going to freak out? It turned out that she grabbed the very first opportunity and quickly mounted herself on the back of the pony. And she started to gallop away, with the assistance of a trainer.

It was her first ride and she enjoyed herself immensely. And I bet it is not going to be her last.

the mexican fisherman and the harvard guy

I came across this rather interesting story recently(unknown author) and I would like to share it with you, hoping all of us learned something from this story. Enjoy the read.

An American investment banker was at the pier of a small coastal Mexican village when a small boat with just one fisherman docked. Inside the small boat were several large yellowfin tuna. The American complimented the Mexican on the quality of his fish and asked how long it took to catch them.

The Mexican replied, “Only a little while.”

The American then asked him why didn’t he stay out longer and catch more fish. The Mexican replied that he had enough to support his family’s immediate needs. The American then asked, “But what do you do with the rest of your time?”

The Mexican fisherman said, “I sleep late, fish a little, play with my children, take siestas with my wife, Maria, stroll into the village each evening where I sip wine, and play guitar with my amigos. I have a full and busy life, senor.”

The American scoffed, “I am a Harvard MBA and could help you. You should spend more time fishing and with the proceeds, buy a bigger boat. With the proceeds from the bigger boat, you could buy several boats; eventually you would have a fleet of fishing boats. Instead of selling your catch to a middleman you would sell directly to the processor, eventually opening your own cannery. You would control the product, processing, and distribution. You would need to leave this small coastal fishing village and move to Mexico City, then LA and eventually New York City, where you will run your expanding enterprise.”

The Mexican fisherman asked, “But, how long will this all take?”

To which the American replied, “15 – 20 years.”

“But what then?” asked the Mexican.

The American laughed and said, “That’s the best part. When the time is right you would sell your company stock to the public and become very rich; you would make millions!”

“Millions – then what, senor?”

The American said, “Then you would retire. Move to a small coastal fishing village where you would sleep late, fish a little, play with your kids, take siestas with your wife, stroll to the village in the evenings where you could sip wine and play your guitar with your amigos.

first day of the year

Yesterday was the first day of 2011 and do you remember what you did?

Do you remember what you ate and with whom? What time you woke up?

New Year used to be laced with new resolutions (old even) where we vowed to make good of our resolutions with much vigour and enthusiasm but sadly, never really come round to make good.

Since I was not working, new resolutions took a back seat and we went out to enjoy ourselves silly. To end the first day of the year, we watch a local move, “the ghosts must be crazy” and laughed to our hearts content (but of course, Celeste asked me to cover her eyes numerous times :))

Waiting for our ride to Orchard hotel

my first bowl of katong laksa

first karaoke for the year