Our 1st Thanksgiving Day...

22 Nov 2007.

Thanks Giving Day falls on the 4th Thursday of November, and this year, it falls on the 22 Nov, which coincidentally is my parent's 33rd Wedding Anniversary (i have checked, my bro is 31 this yr, and i came in 6 yrs later...)


Like the tradition, i wanted to share a huge female turkey together, but all we can find are some frozen/roasted birds(they call it chicken) in the supermarket.


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On the same day, i got him a wedding present and presented it in the most romantic way.


(Pulling the car over)
Me: Have you received any present in the car, during peak hour, on the bus lane before?
He: No....what is it?
Me: (Took out the Lee Hwa paper bag from the back of my car) Here, my present for u, see if it fits, it is a ring.....
He: Why can't we wait till we get home?
Me: Why becoz junction 8 is just round the corner, we could change it for something else if you dont like.... (Ha, he dare!)



So the day ended up with us going to J8 for dinner, no turket, no pumkin pie.
But we are happy.


I certainly look forward to our next thanksgiving day.

Do I call this telepathy? If yes, where is that gucci bag i saw?

It was our usual routine, nothing extraordinary really popped up that day, just a normal lazy Sunday night in the shower.

We hugged, we smooched, we touched, we talked about our plans.

Then Jack hit a spot. By that i am not referring to the erogenous one.

I realised that Jack has the same ideas and dreams as me as we broached on some topics of our lives. It was so similar and it was scary. It is as though he can read my mind and can see the bubbles forming above my head.

Having the same thoughts/ideas/dreams and even the details of them are 100% cut and paste from my cpu.

It just reaffirms my belief that this is the man to keep, love and to have babies with.


I love my boy.

Jack in Korea~

Nothing to blog about...just 3 words.




I


Miss


You





The 'missing him' got so bad that i find myself not washing the dirty dishes,not folding and washing the clothes and not making our bed...........


I like the way the house is now.
It makes tidying easier( is there a need now?) & rampaging/searching a breeze. Gone are the days where we need to buy boxes to store stuff.... Picture this, you now have a sofa-cum-wardrobe-cum-shelf all roledl in one. Wala~ the world is a better place....


Organization & orderliness is for BMT, and i do not want to evoke memories of his army days,do i?

The house looks better in this state, at least it looks inhabited. All i need is to get Jack to agree with me on this.




Now where is the aircon remote control?..........ermmm

When it keeps coming back....

i tried to stop.

i really do.

but it keeps coming back and haunt me.

The bad memories that is best left out on this blog. or rather i do not want to be reminded of in future. the bitter taste of hauntings and the scent of betrayal still lingers.

"Hatred stirs up strife, But love covers all transgressions." - Proverbs 10:12
- the small voice within me reminded me what love is.

There is always a vindictive self in me wants to resurface and take charge of the situations.
Then there is this Grip called Memories. It will grip me in the most unkind way and roused me from sleeps, jolted me to past and with a sober mind and perfect visuals, i withness the awful scenes of the deeds he did. i swear it is as clear and real.

I broke down.

This must not go on.


Holding on to whatever little faith i have in me, i made a silent prayer.

When is this going to end?

I have no answer. I walked up to bed,plant a kiss on his forehead.

I am still battling a war with self-esteem and confidence. On my shoulders there are still my dreadful job cum dilemma and my emotional struggles, sometimes i am really tired of fighting, the flight of escapism is what seems lik3 a logical choice.

The flight of escapism = future hauntings

It is my choice to marry him. Now it is really up to me to build up my marriage. The ball is at my court, roles have changed.

The battle continues, i have but only, an amour of love over me.

Finally,our Venue!

Yipee~

The place is decided.

We have finally confirmed our place in The Raffles Town Club for our special day.

I lurve the high ceilings at the entrance. In fact, that was the reason why I have chosen this place.

Jack was slightly more rational than me. He decided on the place because he saw this.

But sadly, they dont allow us to hold our solemnisation at the poolside. So we settled for the lounge function room on the mezzanine floor, which is equally awesome and much more comfortable.

Seriously, everything would have been perfect if not for the sales person, who really did a bad job in trying to 'humour' us, we see through it right away but still go ahead because of 2 reasons.....

The ceiling & the pool.

She never call as promised; she fixed the appointments in such a way that we can only have 45mins with her; her way of saying no is "NO" - i hate it. you should at least say you have tried/will check; overall we can't really negotiate for the things that most people would have gotten it elsewhere (ie Free parking for my guests.waiver of cockage charges,wedding favours); her favourite line is "for that, we need to charge extra..."

Ok, let's give her some credits for saying YES to me for certain things.

• WE managed to get her to give us a free parking lot for our bridal car at the side entrance. Bear in mind it was a straight NO at first, she took a week to get back to me on this. Hooray.
• WE managed to get her to give us cockage waiver for 10 bottles of wine for my 50 guests. Her reason for saying NO - NO ones drink during hi-tea.

Jack was the cooler between the 2 of us, I was already losing my patience with her, if not for the ceiling & the pool....

Super inflexible & calculative!

Nevertheless, I am still looking forward to the wedding and I know it is going to be a beautiful one :)

Sneak Preview - Dress No 2

This is not a lampshade you are looking at.

It how one of my dresses is going to look like on my ROM.

ok fine. I am a trader, not an artist ok.

Solemniser woes

For the very same reason why I left my former church, I am facing a similar problem on for my solemniser - I have nothing against christianity, I love God and I acknowledge the fact that I sin everyday. What irks me most is when i meet christians who actually 'noticed the speck on people's eye and totally oblivious that they have a plank on their own'.

As i pretty much wanted a Christian wedding,well not necessary to be in a church, but at least it has to be prayed over by a man of God and an union honoured by God.

My dad's pastor expressed his concern about solemnising the wedding as we are already staying together.

And he has to asked me intimate details about how far we have progressed...what my parents felt about us living together and whether my dad has any idea as to how intimate we are ( WTFish??? Do you actually know how many men your wife sleeps with before you???) ,which added insult to what I am already feeling inside me.

What's the issue here? I don't get it.
We are going through a Christian Pre-Marital Counselling, we are very in love and very much want to be blessed and remembered by God, and we spent so much effort working on our issues.
As much as I am holding back any negativity I have towards the pastor aka the servant of God, I am still not too happy with what was conversed.

Pastor A: Let me speak to your dad first.
Me: Regarding?
Pastor A: *Long Pause* I need to see what your dad got to say.
Me: What exactly is your concern? Surely this has nothing to do with my dad. If anything you need to find out and want to talk about, it will be either me or Jack you should be talking to, not anyone else. I believe this is our marriage, not my dad's.

Pastor A: So let me put it this way, I have agreed to solemnise the wedding only because you have no pastor to turn to but me and I am only do it out of my personal favour to your dad.
Me: Put it in whatever way that you spiritually feel comfortable with, you know my intention. We came to you JUST because you are our family friend, beyond that any pastor will do. My stand is clear, I just want God to honour the wedding, nevermind how spiritual the pastor is.
Pastor A: ok let's talk tonight then when you guys come over to my place.



Seriously, I really dunno if this pastor is the kind of person I wanted to solemnise my wedding.