So I turned 25…

10 04 2012

I hope everyone had a wonderful Easter filled with love, laughter, happiness… and chocolate… or whatever 😉

Our weekend started off with a near-literal bang. My Significant Other’s car gave problems on Thursday, thus necessitating that (a) he take it in to be looked at, and (b) I work from home. Not the worst thing to happen… although we then found out they’d be ordering the new parts for his car after Easter weekend, and that the parts would only arrive on Thursday *huff*

But despite being carless for two days, a bit of family ‘drama’, borrowing my brother-in-law’s noisy little Golf from Saturday to Monday (and much, much more!), we managed to have a great weekend.

When it was just after midnight and ‘officially’ my birthday, Smudgy woke me up about 6 or 8 times. I think she was grumpy/frustrated that it was cold and wet outside and she didn’t know what to do about it since she obviously really wanted to be outside, but I’d like to think that she was being affectionate and excited about my birthday.

Here’s a basic rundown of my day: lemon & poppyseed muffin (sans candles, since my Significant Other couldn’t find any) plus a warm mug of tea in bed; a visit from my parentals and younger sister Addy, with gifts and a suprise; tea, cupcakes and gift opening; lunch at Ocean basket with my Significant Other, parentals and sis; curling up on the sofa under a blanket with my Significant Other and watching series; dinner at the Hildebrand (V&A Waterfront) – so fancy and romantic 😉

Exquisite orange roses from my Sweetheart

Lindt chocolate bunny! This little guy has been in the kitchen cupboard for a few weeks already

Pretty little forks to aid in the cosumption of treats

Smudgy was trying to escape/go outside when I snatched her up for a photo with her mommy

Addy baked birthday cupcakes! I had to assemble the stand myself - it was part of the 'fun'

Addy & the parentals baked me a super awesome Scooby-Doo birthday cake! 😀

All my gifts assembled on the livingroom table

Sushi for two: my Significant Other and I decided to share a Rising Sun sushi platter and added extra salmon roses & rainbow rolls. Mmm, sushi...

Such a happy couple! Ready to head out for dinner

Here Smudgy's more accepting of having her picture taken. She even struck a pose for the camera! Isn't she just the loveliest little thing?

Taking a nap on daddy's jeans after we arrived home ❤

PS: Did I mention that we went to watch THE HUNGER GAMES last night??! *happy dance*


I (almost) see what you mean

19 10 2010

There isn’t much that bothers me on any given day of the week. Sure, most of the time it’s the headaches I get, but those I’ve learnt to live with. Sometimes it might be people, comments, something I heard on the radio, or general worries that then develop into irksome things. But on the whole, I think I’m all right when I go to work – no complaints there, since I’m working for a great company who treats me well and values my input.

Today, however, there is something bothering…

…and that is the fact that I. Forgot. My. Glasses. In. My. Significant. Other’s. Car. Surely  not the best way to start off a Tuesday morning (especially when you woke up with what feels like an ice-pick jabbing into your right-side temple).

To quote Velma from SCOOBY-DOO: “I can’t see a thing without my glasses!!”

It’s a good thing that I’m nearsighted, since I mostly sit at my desk and work with books or texts on my computer screen. (For those of you who don’t know or cannot make the deduction from what I just said, a nearsighted person sees near objects clearly, while objects in the distance are blurred). It’s only when I have meetings or want to see what’s going on on the other side of the room/ hallway that it becomes a problem.

I never used to have bad eyesight. In fact, my optometrist always said that I had perfect vision. Then again, things usually change once you set off for university. I’ve read somewhere that many people tend to get classes a few years into their studies (strange but true, though it is understandable). I had to get glasses at the end of my second year (this would have been right before Christmas in 2007). I had to go for a check-up at the end of last year, only to discover that my eyes had worsened, necessitating stronger lenses. And although I suppose my next appointment should be made for the end of next year again (two-year intervals), I am strongly temped to go again this coming December.

Because these old eyes, they ain’t what they used to be.

Of course, I could consider getting contact lenses… but that would annoy the living daylights out of me – having to remember to put them in and take them out, not to mention the ‘odd’ sensation of having to put something in my eye, which with my luck will irritate my eye. The other alternative is laser surgery (drastic, I know), yet I don’t believe I can afford that…

I can see it now: walking down the aisle next May, not being able to see anything, and smiling at the blurry vision of my friends and family in the reception hall… because there’s no way I am wearing my glasses while walking down the aisle (although, technically, it’ll be across a carpet on a lawn outside). Super nerd bride, here I come…

[Aside: if I’m nearsighted, does that mean that I’m not allowed to tell people that I ‘see’ what they mean? What if the meaning has to be reached and come by from a distance? Can I say, wait, hold on, I need to put on my mental glasses for this one (now where did I put them)…?]