I'll be there for you...

All of us will grow old someday. This is a reality that none of us can dispute and run away from. It lurks in the future reminding us that it’s there and its happening whether we like it or not. That our body will grow weak, we will not be as strong as before and we will be dependent on the children to do the things that we once were able to do. Just like what we are doing now for our parents.

Somehow sometimes that is not the case. A lot of kids nowadays are “washing” their hands off their parents the moment they get married or are too busy to care for them. Their parents are considered a burden that needed to be looked after until their last breath. That is why in certain places of the world, parents are given the opportunity to claim “parents support” from their kids. Yet, because these parents are so understanding, they refuse to even take advantage of the system that was designed to give them a better old age. Such is a parent love.

Although I would never consider sending my mom to any nursing homes, I believe it is the better alternative than leaving an aged and sickly parent home alone to take care of themselves. At least there, they would be taken care of professionals that is especially trained to take care of the aged.

What do you think? Is it the better choice?

Water, Water, Come to Me!

Being Singaporean, we are really spoiled. Very rare occasion do we experience “no-water” supply. Although most of us live in flats and get our water supply from that huge water tank on top, we (or I) have never had a moment when there is no water supply, without prior notice, that is. So, as naive as I am, when we moved into this condo unit, basically a flat lah, I thought it would be the same thing. Boy, was I wrong. Not only are we being a charge a hand and a foot for our water supply, we also found out that if anything were to happen to the water tank up there, we would be “water-less” until something got done.

So far, the two years that we’ve been living here, we had to go water-less two times. I’ve blogged about it once before and the most recent happened tonight. We just got home from my IL’s anniversary dinner and it was too hot to shower, so we both thought we rest a while cooling down with a cup of hot cocoa (special offer going on – the brand “Super” has Cocoa with Tongkat Ali and Misai Kucing and with every pack you get a free umbrella. The pack only worth RM12.90 – but I digress).

Anyway, when we were in the lift, we heard this “waterfall” sound and upon reaching our floor, we peeped down from the corridor and noticed that the third floor was basically flooded. We thought nothing of it until around 10pm when we heard the “waterfall” stopped. Again, we thought it was nothing until I decided it was time for shower and went to kitchen to place my mug at the sink, turned on the tap and “Arghhhh!!!”…. NO WATER!!!.. Then only we sort of put two and two together and figured someone must have called the maintenance people and they must have shut down the supply to fix the problem – hence the “waterfall” stop. We found out later that the culprit was a water pipe that had burst.

To make a long story short, we were waterless from 10pm to 1am (although it seemed like eternity). After hubby’s short talk with the maintenance man, I also found that our water supply had to travel from the topmost floor down to the ground floor and then travel back up again to whichever floor is calling. Weird right? I thought it would travel from the tank straight to the requesting pipe outlet. Oh well, you learn something new everyday!..lolz..

The water supply still comes in squirts now and sometimes it’s cloudy and dark, so I’m postponing my shower for a few more hours I guess, while hubby calls me “his assam girl” – translated to mean… “sour girl??” heheehh…

Cheerio…

When you type too fast...

You know I love being able to type fast. It’s one of the skill that I’ve always wanted to pick up when I was in school and so when I actually went to take up secretarial studies and was able to pick up the skill, I was so damn happy that now I would not only be able to type fast but also not need to look at the keyboard.

Throughout the years then, that skill was taken for granted. It became automatic like breathing and eating. However, one thing that came out of it was, the faster you type and the faster you think, the more spelling error you make. I tend to miss out in between words. I also tend to misspell “the” and “and”.

I found I was not alone. A few blogger friends of mine have the “problem” as well.. Just take a look at this screencapture..

If that don’t deserve an award, I don’t know what does…hehehhe, ..where before I awarded it to GK for the Best Male Speller Award, this time the winner for the Best Female Speller Award goes to…

MARIUCA

Come up here girl and claim this wonderful award for your MAD SPELLING SKILL…heheheh

Cheerio…