Saturday, August 7, 2021

July Heighten Alert Heighten Alert (HAHA)

We are back to Phase 2 Heighten Alert! HA is now officially HAHA. This round is exceptionally hard on everyone, mentally…

Friend just sent me a link that Minister will make some updates tomorrow, calling for citizens to “continue to stay united, look to the road ahead, and overcome this as one people”.

Typical Singaporean reading : he is asking for unity, means no good news liao. HAHA is going to be HAHAHA soon.

Vaccine.

Ken and me are done with our second dose.

One thing about the male species: being sick means they need lots of tender loving care to nurse them back to health. I am prepared to sayang sayang… But Ken is perfectly fine after the jab! Impressive.

Me, on the other hand…. A disaster. I am freezing then perspiring as if I have constipation and trapped in a stuffy toilet until something comes out from the other end. Which is not far from the truth. Aches, giddiness, gastric, reflux, nausea, arm pain, chest pain, head pain, back pain, finger pain. Imprisoned and drowning in my fatigue body, even a single movement cause my eyeballs to hurt. Ah yes, eye pain as well. Deardear, please draw the curtains… the lights hurt.

Ken seizes the moment like a knight in shining armor with over the top loving concern. I look at him from the bed and just want to go HAHAHAHAHA! So weird to be spoiled like a baby. So sickeningly sweet. I can so get used to this.  

Love.

Matt and Feli are finally married. Congrats! The fluctuating Covid gathering regulations have seen them postponing the big event again and again. Luckily, the small window opens and here we are, attending a small and sweet ceremony.

Family. Pet.

“Shall we buy a fish tank?”

Oh no no no. Terrible idea. So many families fall apart over fish tanks. Everyone loves to stare at fishes but nobody wants to clean the tank. Fast and violent deaths to all fishes reared on impulse. When the novelty ends, there will be an empty tank in room: too expensive to throw, too ugly and bulky to repurpose. I object.

“Let’s get a chihuahua!” 

"Are you way too bored?

We actually do own a house pet already : Max, Maxim and Maximus. They live under our sofa and nobody is certain how many of them we have. Introducing Maxim, our friendly family lizard.  Megan is convinced we have three, I have only seen Maxim.

I feel a connection with Maxim. He is really handsome. Loves to come out and watch TV beside Morgi’s feet, after which we will hear a scream and both of them will run in opposite directions. How do I describe the camera shy Maxim? Ah he looks something like this:

(disclaimer, I don't know who he is but these eyes, they are my Maxim's earnest eyes when he watches TV with us)

Entertainment

Mr Morg pester me every single day to buy him the Wheel of Fortune. So I make him a big one. How to make it spin? Luckily, nothing a glue gun and LEGO wheels cannot solve. I am a genius.


SPIN!!! (Clap Clap Clap)….. Morgan wins 2 pages of homework!!! Yeah!!!! We all celebrate in unison.

But that is not the REAL wheel! He complains. He loves to complain. Ok fine, make one yourself! And so he did. It can spin too! 



Apparently, still not satisfied! Until he finds an online Powerpoint template by Timothy Hsu (!!), downloads it (!!!) and spends everyday modifying and setting new rules on his Powerpoint (!!!!)… plus fight with his sister who wants to “program” the game more and he wants to spin the mystery wheel now…

Kpop

Didi suddenly demands BTS Fire. So many demands, this boy! Holy, this is a Kpop dance song!!! And Morgan dances energetically to it… he knows the moves!!! What have young kids been watching these days? Megan joins him…. I join him…. Ken declares this flash dance as the beginning of our daily morning dance routine.

So here we are, moving to the groove of BTS before 7am every morning. I have to say, it is a real work out moving my arms left and right! Megan says not fair, I want Black Pink Kill This Love! Meaning: we all have to learn a second dance…

“Mummy, you need your own music video dance too”

 I think for 3 seconds. 3. 2. 1. Aaron Kwok. 爱爱爱不完.

The look on Megan’s face as she watches this cheesy low resolution 1990 MV. After the first chorus, oh never mind, let’s turn 郭富城 off. You can return your jaw back to position now thank you.

Practicing Kpop Dance Tutorial with the kids is fun. After a while. I feel young, real confident that my moves are sharp and on point. That is until Megi decides to face the wall mirror instead of the TV.

Mirror mirror on the wall. Feel good self-illusion no more.

Hey mimi, don’t try too hard, this can get very demoralizing.

Death.

Mimi explodes exciting news to me. Hey, the new Yio Chu Kang Garden of Peace now allows for family to scatter the ashes of the deceased in the garden! Apply for me!!! This is the way I want to go!!! I give her the bored look. I thought you and your crazy sisters and brothers have all gone shopping for your columbarium spaces and preferably all ten of you (or all 12 to 14 of you including the grandparents) can be together in your afterlife?

But ok. Noted. This plan sounds way better. Will get you a shady spot.

Over the dining table one day, my MIL also agrees that this is a good idea but she prefers having her chatty sisters as ghostly neighbors. Apparently columbarium niches are like real estate condominiums. If there are no available slots left, one can buy them from others at a higher price. There are people who will let go of a slot. Hmmm. Very interesting. Megan chuckles.

In other news, so so bored. Something interesting, please happen soon.

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