Thursday, April 26, 2012


So I was blogging about my erm, new glasses, and then I went, shoot, the car’s at home (the Jason’s outstationing)! Let’s not get cooped up! Shall we?! Yessss, LET'S! But mom says no! It’s dangerous! I mean, a 5-year-old-trapped-in-an-adult-body adult against two babies in a moving car on a super highway? Seriously?! BUT C’MON!!! You only live once! I’m sorry mom :( 

So I packed the Frap and Oli (who is sick! Poor baby!) into the car, blast the radio, and off we went on a trial drive (trial because this is a first. Duh). And we drove up to McD’s and got ourselves chocolate sundae and a fix of black liquid. And then! And then nothing. We headed home. Haha! 

You know the thing where women say about giving birth makes them feel so empowered? Well I feel nothing of that kind during both deliveries. But this! THIS makes me feel alive! Feels happy! Feels like an adult! No, wait. Feels like a mama. A real mama! 

Oh, and the iced, cold black liquid is oh so yum! Ahhh. 


Daddy says he won’t be home until Saturday? Hehehe.

Thursday, April 19, 2012

Nice Junk In The Erm… Tum

It happens all the time – at the end of a tiring or stressful day, I keep going back to junk like this:

So bad yet so good.  Ugh I hate myself. T_T
And I don’t know why, but for the past few days I keep lusting for a pair of red skinnies (where do I get this oh please enlighten!), nerdy gray thick-rimmed glasses (it has to be gray! And nerdy.), and get this, red lipstick! What in the world! I don’t know. Some kinda post-oli hormone kicking in maybe. 

On a slightly different note, let's together salivate over these Anya Hindmarch’s mini gracies. Oh I never knew love could feel this way. I want the blue. And the green. And the orange. And the beige oh shoot I want 'em all!

 Yes, my girls are learning fast, aren't they?

Chanel. No less.
And to end this uber random post, of course I must throw in an unglam pic of yours truly. And the little pint-sized mini-yours-truly. Blurry, but heart this shot. 

Ugh, red skinnies, where art thou? Haiks. K. Time to hit the sack.

Wednesday, April 18, 2012

Quirky Truth

Dined at Bubba Gump’s and found this on its wall. 

So. True. 
It’s gonna be up on my wall very soon. Every wall.

Tuesday, April 17, 2012

The Obligatory Growth Progress Report: Oli’s Turn!

Today in the Jason household, we are celebrating another milestone – Oli turned 7 months old! So now she’s graduated from the newborn phase, it kinda saddens me a little. I know, I know, I’ve been saying how I can’t wait for her to grow up a little bigger a little faster, and now that she is all grown up a little bigger, I’m all sad and nostalgic. It’s just I’m gonna miss those new baby smell, and the fragile, angelic look when she yawns. Ah, human. The grass is always greener on the other side.

Anyway, Oli is a real big girl now! She’s since learned to turn over and back at the age of 5 months old, and she squirms and wiggles everywhere now, and I do mean, EVERYWHERE! Recently I’ve seen her lifting her butt up so high it almost touched the sky (haha I just have to!), and was almost in the kneeling position, I guess she’ll be crawling soon! 

She’s cut 2 bottom teeth 2 months back and she’s so cute! I’ve started her on solids, but the progress is slow; fed her applesauce, pureed pumpkin, and plain porridge, she doesn’t seem to like it or maybe it’s just an auto reflex thing where babies will spit out? Anyway I bought a can of rice and soy bean cereal, and she managed a spoonful yesterday! According to the directions on the formula can, she should be fed 7oz of milk by now, but she’s still on 6oz, most of the time she can’t even finish the bottle leaving an oz. I’m gonna try banana next! Oh and the teething biscuits and rusks! I keep forgetting those! Heck, I don’t even remember what I’ve done with Frappy when she was this age.

She’s a fast learner and loves to hang around her big sister. In the mornings, Frappy would wake up and head straight over to Oli’s cot, climb right in and both would have a gala time yakking and laughing about nothing. Even when Frappy thought it funny to piggy ride on her, Oli would still laugh like a madwoman instead of crying for help. I dread the day when both would gang up against their poor mama. 

She responds well when we call out to her and ask her to come. She’d flash the sweetest smile when heard her name and wiggles straight towards us with a smitten face. It’s really very cute.  

Earlier I blogged about giving Oli the pacifier, thinking it will help soothe her without needing me around her all the time? But looks like it’s not entirely working, because she’s much clingier than Frappy; she actually needs to hold our finger to sleep! And she’s at this stage where no one can hold me except for mommy! And daddy. OK and jie jie Frappy too, but she’d always drop me! So now here’s another thing that I can’t wait for her to grow out of soon! 

When you become a second time parent and counting, you’ll automatically be relaxed about what your baby plays with and puts in her mouth. Very relaxed, in fact. With Frappy, we were so paranoid that we confined her mobile perimeter to within the mattress (sandwiched between 2 couches) because oh you know, she’d bang her head on the floor, the floor is dirty and dusty. Let’s wait until she’s much older. And then the second child comes along and all things go. Oli gets full access to the toy cabinet, hands and mouth, plus she gets to roam the floor like she owns it. And we’re so freaking relaxed about it, you’d want to hand us the worst parents of the year award. But really, hey, if there’s anything we can tell you, is that children grow, thrive even, in every living condition you put them in, as long as we are careful about keeping hazardous items out of reach, and she gets fed, cleaned, and loved, I think she’s fine… uh, right? No? Yes, please? OK fine, stone me now. 

In any case, I’m truly thankful that despite our relaxed attitude, Oli is growing healthily and is a happy baby, uh, when she doesn’t cry as if we’ve abandoned her, that is. I do pray that as she continues on this journey of life, I’ll be able to leave her a legacy to draw inspiration, strength, and love from. 

I love you, Oli! - credit Sharlene

Monday, April 09, 2012

Project: Gem & Junk

In line with my new year’s resolution, I’ve finally decided to grow up and dress my age de-clutter and update my wardrobe. Can you believe it, I still keep and wear my high school t-shirts! Major fashion faux pas. Tsk! But like I really care haha.

So with that, I did some digging and cleared out boxes of clothes that, though still make my heart skips a beat, but won’t be wearing them anymore, and decided to put them up for sale. It took me a very long time to make this decision because for whatever reasons, I really, really heart these clothes, and so parting with them really makes me sad. But I also realized that keeping them and collecting dust (and wasting space!) is not going to do them any justice either, they will only be labeled as junk in the closet. Le sigh.

AND SO! I’m putting my precious junk up for sale, hoping they will find a special place in someone’s wardrobe and be turned into some funky gem. My junk, your gem. :) haha lame dao~ but the sentiments are sincere ok! 

I’ll be listing these clothes here, a sort of blogshop, if you will. As I sort through my stuff, I realized that I won’t be just putting up clothes for sale, but also accessories, books, CDs, and all kinds of things that I don’t think I’ll be needing anymore. Some are actually brand new and are unused. So please do take a look see, and feel free to get in touch if there is anything that pique your interest, I’ll be happy to provide you with more details! 

So yeah, do check back regularly and happy shopping, I guess :)

Tuesday, April 03, 2012

My Alphabetic Mess

Most days, that's how my brain is - choked full with words and ideas, inspirations and frustrations, yet they are all jumbled up in a tangle of mess!

Anyway, this photo was taken when I accidentally spilled half a packet of my alphabets pasta! The mini cuties went flying all over the kitchen floor. It was so maddening yet... strangely beautiful, peaceful even. I stood there for a good 2 minutes just admiring the mess. Reckon I'm going nuts? :/ Hah.