Marital Life

I have been married now for a month. People have been asking me how is married life. Seriously, I do not have an answer for that.

Do people ask for the sake of asking? Really, how different does a a month of marriage make? What do people expect me to say? No freedom? Can't go out with friends? I feel more domesticated? WHAT???? Stop asking me that! I hate it!

Life (strangely) remains the same. I don't feel any more different than I was before I was married or even before moving in on my own (except the house chores which is a killer). So when I say that it is the same, most replies sound like this "That is good for you!" What is the world does that mean? Do people have this secret secret wish that they hope that your life is not going to be as fantastic as their single ones? Do they expect you to complain about it and how you miss being unmarried???? And that will make them feel better about themselves??? I do not mean all singles, I do know some really bitter ones out there. I am in no way dissing those singletons or do I feel that I am better off because I am married.

Or am I missing the point? Maybe I am really suppose to feel some changes and I am not, and shite, my marriage is not normal because I do not feel any difference! Gosh, give me a break... ask me that in a year's time, maybe. just maybe I will have an answer.

Trippin'

Gosh, the China trip will be my first and last package tour of my life! It was horrible. It was not all bad, we did have fun along the way, but something was sorely missing.

It is great to have everything packaged for you. The hotels, meals, the transport. But arranging all that is part of travel for me. Perhaps I am a control freak, I like to know where I am going to stay, what I will be eating, and where I am going. I was like a sheep, being herded wherever I went. I hated it. We went from factories to factories, eating the same old thing again and again. Everything was packaged, but package tours forget the most essential part of travel. The essence of the place. I hardly get to even lightly brush the surface of the places I went. Such a pity. especially when it is China, with such a rich history, all I get out of the trip was buying expensive paintings, expensive feng shui accessories and all. What history??? Just nuggets of information here and there. I think Song Ching Ling is rolling in her grave since Shanghai has turned her memorial place into a opportunity to sell expensive feng shui accessories under her charity foundation.

The highlight of the trip was a meal at this local store selling the most amazing spicy sze chuan style fish ever! For ten dollars, you get a huge serving of the fish, an equally generous portion of fried dried chilli chicken and 2 big bottles of beers Beat that! That was one of the most memorable meals ever. The lady was friendly, the little store has a that little local charm to it. I was having some kind of Bourdain moment!

FINALLY!

YAYAYAYAYAYAYAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I have been waiting for the day for months! It is finally over, I am so so glad. Everything went on well, no hiccups, everybody seems happy and the weather was fantastic. It was raining a little and it was cool, so that kept me going too. My photographer was a dream! He is so easy to work with!

The tea ceremony was fun, Aunt Grace went a little crazy, but it was good crazy fun! Didn't know she can be that side splittingly funny. I needed that kinda humour that day.

By the time we checked into the hotel, I was beat. I hated to think that I still have the wedding dinner to go. Somehow I found the energy to pull myself through it. The sense of relief I felt after the dinner was immense. I suddenly feel much lighter and a lot happier. Heck, I could even walk back to the hotel! Heck! We even have supper with my family at Chatterbox! My mum used to hang out in Chatterbox when she was younger, I used to supper there some many years back too, so it was great to go back after such a long time.
The moment we got back to the room, I was totally gone, I slept at 130hours. Quite an early bedtime for me, since I normally go to bed past 2am.

Now that the wedding is all done and over with, people are going to bug me with questions about kids. I can see that one coming........

The Wedding

I am glad that we had a separate dinner do for friends. Boy, did we have fun! The V Tearoom reception was fun too. I had a great time catching up with friends, it is great to see most of them at the wedding. How many times can you see all your friends at the same time anyway???

The solemnisation took place so quickly, I had no time to feel nervous about it. Happened so suddenly, one moment I was talking to a friend, the next moment, I was sitting at the table, with Mr Cheong, our JP reading out the vows, with both fathers sitting next to him. It felt really unreal, almost surreal... I think the next time I feel this way, is when Liverpool wins the league.... I always pictured myself being really solemn, all serious, no smiles. But, no, I had to steal glances at my friends and family, and sneaked and stifle a smile or two. It all went on pretty quickly, and after 5 minutes, we were married! Just like that!

The cakes were great! The Bailey's mudcake, the Cotton Walnut ( a personal fave, and they dun have it on the menu no more so i gotta order it! ) and the Mango Yogurt. I did not try the quiche though. In fact, I did not have much at all. Amy remembered I like English Toffee and bought me a cuppa, so sweet! They even have longans too! The V Tearoom thought about everything, I am so very touched! Have I mentioned the wedding cake! It was gorgeous! I did not expect them to dress it up so much for me! WHISKEY BARREL MUD WEDDING CAKE! How cool is that! Hahahahaha!

Seeing so many of my friends there, did put warmth in my heart. From that little affair, I do see clearly, who are so true to me. I do learn a little about some of them from that. sigh... I am blessed, I really do feel blessed, surrounded with so many loved ones.Yes guys, I love you so very much! It is a touching scene really. Everyone seems to be sincerely happy for us, and everyone enjoyed themselves, and that is what is important.
My dad made a few friends during dinner. Goodness, I should have know better than to put him next to the drinking people! He got a drink too many, and soon, he was the life of the party. Hahahaha! And I though it was OUR night. No complaints though, he made it so happening!

I never had so much fun in my life, I was a little overwhelmed by the whole thing, I started to tear when my family left. They are so much of my life, and they had been so kind to me and so so supportive, I can't ask for anything more. I love them to bits!

My brother and his friends did up the place for us, so I have to thank them for making that effort, and taking so much burden off me shoulders. It was beautiful!

It was no fancy affair, I was wearing a simple dress, but we had helluva fun didn't we??? I will not change anything about it at all. It was perfect. Even Liverpool is winning and scoring! What else can I ask for?

Greetings

Elaine came up with this for my wedding? I am a french butter chocolate cookie and scott is a almond biscotti!

Changes

I do not cope very well to changes. Perhaps that has something to do with my obsession with perfection. You see, I am a perfectionist. I hate being one and it is one of my biggest personal flaw. Such irony, perfection being a flaw...

Last week has hell. Nothing seems to go right. There was a sudden want (not from me) to change the venue of the wedding dinner. Gosh, not now! Not when the dinner is just a month away! That piece of news was a tad bit too much to digest. I had wanted to cry, but I can't, my stomach started to churn and I started feeling a little dizzy and I wanted to hurl but nothing came out. It was one of the worse sensations ever. I was cracking up and no amount of alcohol will do to ease the pain, not that I tried drinking away the pain in the first place.
I was mainly pissed with the way that it was being handled. There was no discussion, no form of respect was shown to me or my family or as a matter of fact, to my husband to be. Just a phone called to yell about the displeasure one may have and followed by another after a few hours to say that another place was booked. Where was I in this whole picture????? NO WHERE. And I thought I was the one getting married. I guess I will be not so angry if there was a proper talk for everyone to voice their concerns. Not by yelling, coming up with the most stupid excuses and shifting the blame on us. I hate it when people bully their way into getting what they want or by playing the emotional hurting/manipulative card.

I kept thinking about all the hand made cards that took much time, thought and love. All the people that I have informed about the dinner, the invites that I have given out personally, friends who have taken the trouble and took leave on me wedding day. The stationery that I chose to suit the venue. The amount of thought that I put in trying to come up with a perfect centrepiece. The anticipation, my evening gown that I particularly chose to wear at the venue. The disappointment on the faces of my siblings. It was so so hard when my family showed so much understanding. It broke my heart..I felt so bad about the whole situation.

Throwing away the remaining invites that I have yet to give out was awful. I do not thing I have anymore strength to start all over again planning for another dinner.

And that is what I am going to do. With just a month left, I have to come up with another party, just great don't you think?

Bits and Pieces

The place is soon feeling more like home with the pieces coming together slowly,
I now have cable tv! after 2 long weeks of watching just channel 5 and central, I am finally able to watch EPL again! YAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAY!



I have my internet up too, great! Of the 2 I miss my TV more than the internet. I am a big TV person, I miss surfing through the channels, which by the way annoys someone quite a bit(tee hee)

Oh and my books have a place to live now after buying some shelves. Suddenly the study don't look so empty anymore. But sadly, the magazines still have no where to go. So, they still have to lie of the floor for a little while more. One last (of a few lasts) major piece to get is a study desk. As you can see from the picture how pathetic mine is now...

I have a chest of drawers in our bedroom now to hold my whole collection of beauty products. from lippies to leggings (no I do not have those but it is the only word that goes with lippies) body lotions, cotton buds, cotton wools and earrings.. great storage space, instead of getting a wimpy vanity table (i am too vain for a vanity table anyway)