Lips and no brainer

My current lip situation...

It's not alot alot per se, but given that I don't have much of a social circle or happenings, I wonder why I would need four lip glosses and lipstick in my touch-up pouch.

On an air head moment, as the on-going Commonwealth games is airing on national television, the husband asked if I wanted to watch the Men's swimming competition.

Him: "Dear! Joseph Schooling is competing now! Quick come and watch!"

Me: "Is he handsome?!"

Him: "Erm, no"

Me: "Ok, not interested"

True story.

Black, white, grey

Recently, I've been dressing up mostly in monochromes. Alternating between black, white and grey. I loved it that they're such basic and classy colours and I don't find them boring at all. It's just so simple and classic.

Black and white makes grey and its my favourite colour and I do apologise for all these wash-room photos. Its the only place with full length mirrors and when you get full length mirrors, you take #ootd.

Random and hot

Have you ever had your child asked for your phone and this was what you find when he returns it to you...

There's hundreds more in my phone and he really takes the most random pictures in the most random places.

But nothing beats having him takes his own selfies and no prizes for guessing where he learnt it from.

And how was your long weekend?

We went to the zoo and so did the rest of the country. It was completely crowded and the humidity was just top notch. We're all sticky pads within seconds of leaving the house.

The humidity is really insane.

Well, at least we're all hot now. Have a good week y'all!

Bag in a bag in a bag in a bag in a bag

And this is how my current bag looks like...

I'm organized like that.

To be fair, I was using a tote bag with no additional compartments and its BLACK. Have you tried looking for something in the dark? Same thing here.

So if I just threw all my stuff in it and if I were to hold up the entire bus queue searching for my ezy link card with all my stuff just thrown in, I'll be tsked at like nobody's business and eye balls will be rolling out you know? Can't like that happen yo.

When I first got this bag, I wasn't sure if I liked it as it was a little too big for me, I feel. But I've changed my mind now and have been using it since!

And the original model modelling the bag..

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So, what's in your bag?

Being honest

Lately, I've been feeling rather down. Moody, moody and moody-er, if there's such a word.

Feeling down because I realised I don't have much accomplished in life, not much of a career, not much money, not much of anything else.

And I've also realised that other than being not much in anything else, I'm also not good at much either. Not much skills, not much talent or even any, not much of a mother, not much of a wife, not much of a daughter, pretty much not much of anything. Oh, I just rephrase the first paragraph.

So.

This feeling of inadequacy has been weighing me down so much so that I'm fulfilling my mother's prophecy of me; a failure.

She has been telling me this ever since, like ever since.

As you can probably guess by now, we don't exactly have the best mother-daughter relationship. At best cordial, at its worst, we're invisible to each other. And to add to that irony, she is the main caregiver of my boys and I am hoping or rather, believing that she's doing a better job at looking after them then when she was with us (my sister and I).

I don't even know what I'm trying to convey here, just that I'm feeling really lost right now. I know I am not what my mother says of me. It's just.....

It's just that before I had my boys, I told myself I do not want to have children because I do not want to be like her.

GASP! HOW COULD YOU SAY THAT? SHE'S YOUR MOTHER!

Precisely.

I do not want her mood swings, her temperaments, her depressive traits.

Yet, I've also realised, I am slowly becoming like her.

I'm trying very hard to fight against it and rise up against my emotions and many many times, I failed.

I yelled at my children, I get moody at my husband, I get angry at myself.

To me, it's like a tunnel. A period of darkness that I have to crawled out.

And by the time I get out of it, the next wave would hit me and the cycle starts all over again. If I can't be happy, then no one can be happy.

Don't worry, I'm not suicidal or anything. Just these pent up frustrations I've been suppressing is getting too much to bear recently.

I am thinking happy thoughts and being thankful everyday for every little thing I have.

I have a crazy coconut

This whole turning thirty (technically thirty two this year, but for generic sake, let's just keep it to thirty), is somewhat making me feel really concious of how I look and feel.

I see more grey hairs sprouting out whenever I brush my hair, more dark spots appearing out of nowhere on my face and if I really scrutinize my face up close, I see alot more fine lines too. SIGH. There's just no end to it.

And now I wake up to an angry aching body and stiff neck protesting loudly to me after spending the night sleeping on the floor. 

I know how you feel.

It's Monday, folks. 

Bleah.

Do you like to move it move it?

Ever since we've sold our house last year, we've been renting from one place to another. Along with the packing and unpacking nightmare, there's also the arduous task of moving bulky items like our king size bed and huge ass L-shaped sofa.

We've thought of throwing it away or secretly leaving it at some corner but in the end we did what any responsible citizens do, and that is call our town council to remove it hahaha.

Anyway if you're planning for a big move and looking for a place to sell or give away your items, or if you're moving to a new place and on the lookout for used, vintage furniture, you can try UsedFurnitureSingapore.net website to either list your furniture for sale or grab a good bargain from there.

They have many different categories like movers, furniture stores, pre owned and my personal favourite, Things my Mother Throw section.

It reminds me of how my mother would used to just throw stuff away when we're moving and oh wait, this applies to me too now.

Shucks

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Cheeky and Sullen Selfies

My elder boy just loves to pose with his cheeky expressions while the younger one has mastered the art of smouldering.

 

 

 

I guess they're both experts at selfies now.