Sarah who?

"Do you know what they say the difference is between a hockey mum and a pit bull? Lipstick!"
- Sarah Palin, Republican VP candidate -

However, after watching her very embarrassing/bimbotic/incoherent interview with Katie Couric, the answer to Palin's above question would be more like this:

"Do you know what they say the difference is between a hockey mum and a pit bull? The pit bull has a brain!"

And here we are just 35 or so days away from finding out if America will be electing her to be the highly possible next new President of the US of A...should John McCain die in office. This is a woman who gives answers during interviews as the below:

Couric (interviewer): "If it (the $700 billion financial bailout) doesn't pass, what are the alternatives?"
Palin (Miss South Carolina): "The....the alt.....uh.....as I say, inaction is not an option....we have got to shore up our economy...this is crisis moment for America."

Anyway, I just found these spoofs online that are quite funny. Go check them out ;o).

Palin/Clinton
Interview with Couric

And this just takes the cake. She can't even answer the specific question specifically! Come on, if you read a "vast variety", surely you can name just one? Times? Economist? Newsweek? Harry Potter? Is she listening at all? Can she understand English? And take note of Couric's expression at 00:39 - it's *priceless* (like she's thinking "What did I do to deserve this assignment?").

RepubliCAIN or DemOBAMAcrat?

I don't normally follow much on what goes on during the Presidential election in the US, but somehow the progress of this year's elections interests me quite a bit. Probably because there is FINALLY a candiate who seems interesting and fit to be the next US President, and that would be without a doubt:

John McBushCain!!!

Yeah, right. Seriously, if he becomes the next US President with his joke-of-the-year Sarah Palin as his running mate, then there is something really wrong with America. NO MORE REPUBLICAIN REPUBLICAN RULE PLEASE! George Bush's 2nd term as President was already 1 term too many - we don't need another 4 years of Republican rule.

Let's go back to the good ol' days of Bill Clinton (minus the scandal). Let's have a CHANGE, a FRESH mind, a NEW PERSPECTIVE! Yes, I know that Obama has age and his lack of experience against him, BUT HE HAS THE BRAINS! HE HAS THE RIGHT ISSUES PRIORITISED! And he has the personality! And he is at least having the support of an experienced Joe Biden as his 2nd hand man to make up for his own lack of experience.

So what if McCain has had more experience? It doesn't mean he's better. He could just be having more experience in making wrong decisions. If "experience" is so important, then why is his running mate the inexperienced, scandalous SARAH PALIN? So what if he is a war "hero"? That doesn't mean he'll make a good leader. In fact, it could bring more questions to his state of mind because all who had been through war do suffer the effects of it in their mind.

Anyway, I don't want to make this a very political post, but after watching the Presidential debate, I am more convinced that Obama's the man I want to be the next President of the United States, and I really do hope that Americans will not make this election superficially based on RACE or SEX.

I am pretty sure that if the rest of the world could take part in this election, Obama would have already won by a HUGE margin never seen before. Somehow though, for a country who had elected Bush twice, I fear that McPain's going to win. I really hope I'm proven wrong.

OBAMA FOR PRESIDENT!!!

The end is a new beginning

Oops...I almost forgot that I have a blog ;o). Well, this week has been pretty eventful in a bittersweet way, so I haven't been able to make a new post until now.

Anyway, NEWSFLASH - my company is 99% certain of closing down our Copenhagen office by the end of 2008. This is not an "April's Fool's Joke"; it's for real this time (which reminds me that I should ALWAYS be careful about what I say because they seem to come true).

What does this mean? It means that our office will cease to exist, so all 10 of us who are currently employed in the office will be laid off. Well, almost. That's the bitter part.

Now the sweet part: 3 positions will remain, and 1 of them is the position that I'm in right now; a position I've been having for many years. That means technically, I'll still have a job after this year. I'll have to apply for it though (after receiving my termination notice) as it'll be under a new contract, but it's pretty much a given that I'll get it...if I want it.

And that's where I have to decide. Do I want it? You see, there are many factors to consider as these 3 positions will very likely be based on a "work from home" contract. Working from home is great because of the flexibility, but there are of course cons too, like I might go TOTALLY INSANE if I have only me, myself and I as colleagues 5 days a week for a whole year! Of course, I could as well just work on my tan at the beach in the summer and have people around me... . For crying out loud, I could even be at a beach in SPAIN if I wanted to! Or in my apartment in Sunny Beach, Bulgaria... . Provided I have online access, of course.

But yeah, I also need to think about the compensation. By law, I'll have SIX months of full pay if I'm laid off, and the company will give an extra month plus the year's bonus on top if we fulfil certain conditions, so that means SEVEN months++ for me. You gotta admit that that's a LOT. Especially if I can manage to get another job such that I can enjoy double pay... .

I can definitely use this opportunity to find something else, because sometimes a kick in the @$$ like this is what is needed to search for something new. I mean, I've been working in this same company for almost 11 years now. ELEVEN! That's more than a DECADE! I started when I was 19, stayed throughout my 20's, and am now in my 30's! It's therefore GOOD that I'm getting a good kick now because before I know it, I'll be close to retirement there!

Anyway, my near future's going to be exciting. I'm looking at this from a positive perspective, so if you're a friend reading my blog, please don't worry about me because I at least still have the luxury of a choice here: to stay, or to go, so I'm not in such a bad situation.

Do you want to know what I believe regarding why I'm the only "lucky one" in the office out of 10 (including my office manager) who knows for sure that she can stay if she wants to? It's not so much "luck" really. Nor has it got anything to do with my work performance. You'll have to hear the story of how I got my job in the first place, and I'm not going to tell the full story in this post because it's quite a long one, but I can put it in a short summary:

I had prayed for a job 11 years ago (desparately. You have no idea how desparate until you hear the history of my job applications then). God answered within 2-3 days. Therefore, since I strongly believe that this job was given to me by God from the very beginning, I also strongly believe that He honours His gift by keeping it for me till the very end. What God gives, He never takes away, and this is a big proof of it for me in my life.

You can say it's just a coincidence if you want to - that's your prerogative. For me though, I'm believing it was God from the beginning, and very clearly God at the end. I'll give credit where credit is due. If this plan goes ahead, our office will close on 24 December. That's the day Danes celebrate Christmas, otherwise known as the "celebration of the birth of Christ" (in case you've forgotten). Is it me, or does God really have a sense of humour? Well, it's pretty symbolic for me anyway - like He's just putting His signature everywhere on this part of my life.

Anyway, a toast to a new beginning to come!!! Oh, and btw - if any of you hear of a job opening somewhere, please do think about me :o). I'm open to anything except prostitution... ;o). Well, it should be a job in Denmark too, at least. Preferably in the tourism industry, but I'm willing to venture out of it if the job description is good :o).

And yes, I will have another conversation with God about my new situation, so if you're sarcastically thinking "Why don't you just pray and wait for another gift from God?", I can assure you that I will :o). Except of course, that it's not just about praying and doing nothing, but rather, being active in the search, and praying that things will wonderfully fall into place with His help.

Video from the German Mahjong Open

I don't really like being on videos, but since there's not much of me in this one, it'll be allowed on my blog ;o).

5:23 - 5:32 and 6:32 - 6:45 are showing my hand (as in, my mahjong hand, not my hand hand...even though that is also true).

German Mahjong Open 2008 in Hamburg

I was in Hamburg last weekend for the German Mahjong Open 2008. It was a real tournament, much like poker tournament, just with mahjong instead of poker. There was no gambling involved though, so you can't get rich (or poor) from this. Everything is counted in points, so the only thing you "fight" for is your honour.

I had never been to Hamburg before, unless you count connecting trains at the central station to continue further to other parts of Germany. However, I can't say that I saw much of Hamburg during this trip since most of my time there was spent either in the Museum of Ethnology playing hours of mahjong for the 2 days I was there, or home at my friend's apartment sleeping for the 2 nights I was there.

The other places in Hamburg we had spent time at were Chinese restaurants and the underground (U-bahn). So much for checking out the city.

Anyway, part of the reason why I went to Hamburg was also to visit my friend, Christophe, who had moved there. He used to be a former colleague, but we still keep in touch even after he left, so it was wonderful to see him again, even if for just a short time.

As for the mahjong tournment itself, I had a lot of fun experiencing it indeed. We were 2 teams from Denmark - the Flower Power girl's team, and the Danish Red Dragons boy's team. I went there with the goal of not being in the last position out of 32 participants, and I'm glad to say that my goal was achieved; I was in 30th place ;o).

I'm not that lucky in mahjong yet as I'm still learning, but I am proud to say that out of the 5 rounds in the tournament, I was actually the winner at my table in round 3. Not only that, I was also playing against the #1 and #2 ranked players at that point in time during that round, so by being the winner at that table, it meant also that I had beaten the top 2 ranked players!!! Woohoo!!! That was the best and LUCKIEST round I've EVER had since starting to play mahjong 3 months ago.

I have to confess though, that I was not so popular after my very last game of the tournament. It was quite an interesting round, because I was playing against the #3 and #4 ranked players at that time, and though I welcomed the pressure after a successful round against the previous #1 and #2 before, that round didn't go too well for me. It started well 'cos I won a hand at the start, but then I made some stupid mistakes, the worst one being that I didn't call "HU!" when I self-drew a winning tile because I wasn't sure if I met the minimum 8 points needed to call for a win. So I threw out a tile instead to continue the game, and the realised that I shouldn't have thrown out that particular tile (5 bamboo) as it was better than another tile (7 bamboo) that I opted to keep!

Anyway, in our last hand, the game was almost going to end as a "dead hand" since nobody called a win yet and there was just 1 tile left on the wall. I was the "lucky" one to pick that last tile, and it was a green dragon tile. It wasn't a winning tile for me, so I could either discard it, or find a safer tile from my hand to discard.

I wasn't thinking about risks. I thought instead "Well, chances of anyone winning on the last tile is very slim, so nobody's going to need this green dragon anyway," so I threw it out.

"HU!" cried Morten (#4) and Joe (#3) together when they saw the last green dragon tile!!! They were BOTH needing that tile to win! But Joe was after me, and Morten was after Joe, so the tile belonged to Joe, and I had lots of points deducted because the winning tile came from me.

Before the appearance of that green dragon, Morten actually had more points than Joe, so he could be in top 3, but because Joe now won that hand and there was not enough time to play another, it meant that Joe overtook Morten by...get this...ONE point!

So yeah, Morten...who was part of the Danish Red Dragons team (in other words, one of our guys), ended up in 5th place...all because I unnecessarily threw out that 1 deciding tile. Now he never wants to play with me again :o(. I'm sorry, Morten!!! Please forgive me ;o)! Thing is though, if Joe didn't need that tile to win, then Morten would have gotten it, get lots of points, and possibly become either 1st place or 2nd place in the tournament! So if his luck was better, I could have played a big part in helping him get that spot... .

Anyway...here are some pics from the event.

Constructively spending the time away on a 4½hr long train ride from Copenhagen to Hamburg.


Museum of Ethnology


Flower Power girls!


Check out his heavy headgear!


Preparing for Round#1


My 1st round was at Table A.


Everyone getting into position.


And so begins the tournament!


Concentrating hard.


Here's happy Morten...while he was still in 4th position and enjoying it while it lasted for the next 2hrs until the nasty Green Dragon flew out of my hands and took it all away from the defenseless Kung Fu Panda... .


Flower Power girls again! 7th position out of 8 in total combined mahjong table points, but definitely 1st position in total combined beauty points ;o).


Danish Red Dragons. Well, I see 2 Red Dragons, 1 Flower Power wannabe, and 1 sad panda... .


The whole "Danish" team who made up 1/4 of the total participants.


The Lamborghini I drove around in while in Hamburg. I would have driven it all the way back to Copenhagen, but didn't want to seem anti-social so I joined the rest in the train instead.

My 3 daily "S'es" in reverse

I've been meaning to blog about this for some time but have been pushing it, yet every time it happens, I keep telling myself "It'll be blogged about today!"

So yes, today's the day!

Do you know how annoying it is when, after a nice refreshing shower, especially in the morning, and you're feeling clean and ready to take on the world, when within minutes of stepping out, the guys in your rectum go:

"BREACH ALERT! BREACH ALERT! People, listen up! Our outer walls have been breached - it seems like our dear Anus here has been scrubbed cleaned...AGAIN!"

"Oh no!!!" chorus every filthy one. "Why does this keep happening?!? When will it STOP?!"

"We'll discuss the details of a real Republican plan later, but right now, we've just got to unload the bio-chemical S.H.I.T. of the day and see what happens."

So starts the rumble of an internal earthquake measured to an equivalent of between 4-8 on the Richter Scale, and then the power struggle between Anus and The Mind to see who will give in. More often than not, Anus wins, so the download goes ahead as launched...and Anus gets soiled despite being clean just minutes ago. And this usually means that I end up in the shower a 2nd freakin' time! Good that the Rectum Department tends to be out of ammo by then.

I really hate it when literal shit happens like that after being scrubbed clean. I mean, if it happens after a few hours of my shower, then fine. But out of every 10 times I shower, 8 times I end up sitting over the "Black White Hole" within just 10 mins of pure santizied bliss. What is wrong here?!?!

And it's not like I can help it much because:

1. I'm usually fine before I step into the shower (so why waste a good precious 10 mins sitting over the "White Hole" hoping for a download before I get wet).

2. It's not just in the weekday mornings that the launches happen after a shower. It can also be during a weekend afternoon or weekend evening, so it's not that there's a fixed morning timetable that I can prepare precisely for.

Or what? Am I really doing it all wrong? Is there some kind of Special High Intensity Training (S.H.I.T) that all humans go through at age 3 to teach about following the correct sequence of events: Shit-Shave-Shower? I've heard Martin saying this phrase several times before as if he had graduated with top honours from this training. Is this true? Since I seem to be doing the exact opposite all the time (Shower-Shave-Shit)!

Oh well...I think I'll need to have a one-on-one with my body soon because enough is enough!

George Michael - The Final One!

This post is quite overdue, but George Michael was performing his final tour concert in Copenhagen last Saturday (30 Aug), and I went to see him!!! Yes, I'm talking about the George Michael - the guy who gave us "Faith", "Freedom", "Careless Whisper"...and "Last Christmas".

Btw, did you realise that he made a grammatical error in his "Careless Whisper" song? The part where he sings "Guilty feet have got no rhythm". Notice? It should be "Guilty feet has got no rhythm". Oh well, he's British so English is of course not his 1st language... .

Anyway, it was a GREAT concert! One of the best concerts I've ever been too! A couple of people from my group were slightly disappointed that he didn't sing "Last Christmas" though. Nevermind that he was performing in August, and Christmas isn't until...well, December.

Speaking of "Last Christmas", George said that he is going to release a new Christmas single this year. Not sure how that's going to compete against "Last Christmas", but we'll find out soon enough. I mean, do you remember any Christmases in your life when you didn't hear "Last Christmas"? I'm pretty sure that even if you are on the moon, you'll be hearing "Last Christmas" in your space shuttle.

He won't be retiring yet though, so no worries to George's fans. He's just not going to do a world tour again (or so he says), but he'll still write songs and perform. I mean, he's only 45 years old, so why would he stop "working"?

Oh well, just in case he doesn't make a comeback tour in the future, I'm glad to have heard the man live at last. My expensive ticket was very much worth it :o).

Careless Whisper - he really does say "feet have".

My dreams can come true...

...and when they do, it can be quite spooky sometimes.

This was a text message I had sent to a dear friend approximately 2 weeks ago (names changed to keep the couple anonymous):

Recipient: +45XXXXXXXX
Time: Saturday, 16-08-2008 14:46
Text: Jane! Are you pregnant??? I dreamt last night tht u were around 6 months pregnant when we went to visit u and Jack! Maybe it's a sign ;-).

Sender: +45XXXXXXXX
Time: Saturday, 16-08-2008 15:35
Text: Ha :-) i don't think your dream is true:-) in 2 yrs we are not planning to have the ''3th'' one to disturbing our 2 world:-).....Hug/jane

Well, I decided to keep the message I had sent her for at least 3 to 4 months because I had a strong feeling my dream would come true in due time. The reason for this strong feeling was because one such dream I had did come to pass.

You see, back in around October 2005, I dreamt that a colleague of mine was pregnant. I told her my dream, and she said no, she wasn't pregnant, but she'd like to be. I was in Brazil in Dec 2005/Jan 2006 for 3 weeks, and when I came back to work, I noticed that her belly looked bigger than usual.

As I didn't want to risk offending her about her big belly in case she still wasn't pregnant, I asked another colleague of mine, who confirmed that she was pregnant with her 1st child! "Damn!" I thought, "My dream did come true!" She was 4 months pregnant by that time, which meant that I dreamt about her pregnancy just before she knew it herself or just before she actually conceived!

Spooky, huh? But that could just as well be a one-off coincidence. Nevertheless, it was a "dream record" for me to remember, so when I vividly dreamt of Jane's pregnancy 2 weeks ago, I woke up thinking "Another pregnancy dream! Let's see if this one comes true too!"

So you can see why I decided to keep the message I had sent to Jane as a record of the date I dreamt this, and then wait to see if it really will come true within 3-4 months as I believed it would.

Guess what? I didn't need to wait that long to get the confirmation ;o). When I checked my email yesterday, I received a mail from Jane with the subject: "Your dream is true....:-)" It made my heart beat fast.

Here's an extract of the mail:

From: Jane
Sent: Saturday, August 30, 2008 9:39:58 AM

I was sick since last 3 dags...but I did not think about it was this happened :-) I could not do anything. at beginning I thought stay home for relaxing then I will be better. but until yesterday still I did not feel better. so Jack took me to see the doctor. and I was told that I am PREGNANT. I was surprised. then I back the day Sheila sent the message and asked me if I am pregnant. and I told you (Sheila) no...hahahahaah. I can't belive. it effectived by your dream..:-)

Spooky, huh? 2 pregnancy dreams involving 2 specific people and both came to pass just before the soon-to-be 1st time mums knew it themselves. Coincidence again? Probably, but you'd have to agree that the odds against this are very high. If it happens a 3rd time, you can be sure I will strike "coincidence" off the list and call it...hmm, what should I call it? A gift in pregnancy predictions ;o)?

Anyway, it's good to have nice dreams coming true. Dreams of life! I wouldn't want to be dreaming of deaths and having those dreams come true. Imagine dreaming vividly that a friend or relative is going to die, and it comes true. Would you actually be the messenger of death and tell this person your dream to prepare him/her for it? In Chinese superstition, you should always tell someone (not the subject, though - too sensitive) about such dreams to prevent it from happening. But what if you tell someone and it still comes true? Would you be blamed for that death despite how bizzare that sounds?

Hmm...I guess if I ever dream of such dreams, I'll just keep my mouth shut and pray on behalf of that person that it doesn't come true. I've dreamt of my own near-death before - being chased by ailens who were having a war against the human race ;o). I still remember it quite clearly, also the part when I had time to make just one phone call to say goodbye to a loved one, and I was deciding between Martin and someone else - my mum, probably. I called Martin. Good thing though, I managed to escape death in that dream, so it ended well after all.

Well, so far it's just my pregnancy dreams coming true, so I look forward to see who I'm going to dream about being pregnant next. Hopefully *not* myself ;o). And no, please don't come to me and beg me to dream about you being pregnant if that's what you want to be because I can't decide who I dream about ;oP. But if I do dream such of you, I will be sure to pass on the good news ;o).

"Straight from the mouth"

During dinner yesterday with my dear colleagues...

Sabrina: "So are you both going to George Michael's concert together?"
Rune: "Well...not really. I'm VIP so I have seating tickets."
Sheila: "Yeah, yeah, Rune - whatever. I'm one of the dancing party people, hence my standing ticket."
Sabrina (with the killer punchline): "Ah, so seating tickets are for OLD people."

You nailed it, girl! *High 5*

Harems on Facebook

Right...what should I do when some stranger (in this case, "Marc Leong") wants to add me as a friend on Facebook, and the kind of "friends" on his "friend's list" are like the below:

Click to enlarge. Last names erased to somewhat protect their identities.

Option 1: Join his harem.
Option 2: Make my own male version of a harem and invite him to join it (and I accept only profile pics where men are stripped down to their underwear OR have 6-packs to show off).
Option 3: Click "Ignore" and prays he gets a life.

Decisions, decisions... . Well, I think I'll do option 3 for now. Unfortunately, a secondary school classmate of mine had decided to join his harem, and this is the 2nd time that some stranger like him requests for my "friendship" and has her as a "mutual friend". Might be the same guy, can't remember. But if she's just going to add perverts like him to her currently 403 "friends", it's no wonder I keep getting such unwanted requests now and then. Grr... .

Seriously though, I don't understand why some women want to "sell themselves" cheap with the kind of profile pics that they have. Do men really dig that? The line between "sexy" and "slutty" is very thin, but sometimes you just need to open your eyes a little bigger and you'll be able to see that fine line.

As for men out there who have Facebook harems, please don't think that I'll be flattered when you try to add me to it. Arrogant as it may sound, I am in a class of my own, and unfortunately for you, I value myself far too much to want to be seen as one of your "female trophies".

Size and age are proportional

One thing about watching kids grow, is that it makes you feel so old. Especially if these kids are your own, or part of your family. It's hard to accept that my sister, Claudia, is now 18 years old and is legally an adult (in Denmark, at least). I want my kid sister back!!! The one who used to obey my every command... ;o).

The scary thing now is that although my youngest sister is still "only" 14, she's getting physically bigger and taller than me!!! I kid you not (pun not intended)! Check it out:

Have any of you actually seen my youngest sister when she was a toddler? Well, fast forward 12 years and this is what you get.


And here's Claudia, who is now way bigger than me.

But I actually don't mind at all that they are both getting bigger and taller than me. After all, being the smallest means being the youngest, so since I'm the smallest sister, it means I'm the youngest sister! I like the way I rationalise things.

Samba!

Isabel from my mahjong club invited all of us to her 35th birthday party last Saturday. She's from Brazil, and yes, she plays mahjong ;o). Had learnt it when she was living in Malaysia.

It was indeed an active party. Eating, drinking, samba dancing, karaoke singing, lap dances, limbo rocking and socialising. She really wanted to end the night with a mahjong session, but unfortunately, no one brought their mahjong sets along.

Here are some crazy pictures from that night:

Mix of Brazilians, Danes, and 3 Asians.


Our sexy star entertainer.


Don't walk away!


Oooh la la!


We want to learn to samba too!


Yay! Now I'm ready!


Doing the limbo rock.


Believe it or not, this one's PREGNANT!


Always nice with a little help when you're so tall.


3 Brazilian girls. Well, almost ;o).


Lap dance, courtesy of the birthday girl's hubby.


Lap dance, courtesy of the birthday girl's guest (it's a guy btw, despite the very long blond hair).


Karaoke time! Singing Lionel Richtie's "Hello".


She was singing "Maneater", but they're trying to be "Womaneaters".


I believe he was singing "The Final Countdown".


They were singing Britney Spear's "Hit Me Baby One More Time". Morten (left) is really putting his emotions into this song.

Obrigada Isabel, for a very fun party! Feliz aniversario mais uma vez!

Cheesecake Round 2

It is traditional at our office for the birthday boy/girl to treat his/her beloved colleagues to either cake or ice-cream (although not limited to these). I was planning to make tiramisu this year, but a couple of colleagues requested cheesecake instead, so I had to make it a 2nd time around after the one I made for my party. Felt like déjà vu, but I at least I know the receipe by heart now.

STOP SHI HUA!!!


Oh my! Look how much Shi Hua bit off :o(.

Anyway...it was a success, and it was just enough for everyone in the office to have 1 slice each :o).

SIA - simply the best!

Singapore Airlines (SIA) has been named "Best airline in the world" for 2008 by Skytrax. Actually, 2008's not over yet, so how come they can conclude this already? It is still Aug 2008 now, right? I just turned 25 18, so please don't tell me 2008 is over already.

Anyway, where was I? Ah yes, for the 3rd time in 10 years, SIA is on top. Actually, I thought we've won a lot more than 3 times...but well, it's still cool. We always take SIA whenever we travel back to Singapore. Ok, we haven't always done that...but will be doing so from 2007 onwards. Sure, we'll have to pay a bit lot more, but besides the comfort and inflight entertainment, it's also nice to just fly direct for the 12 hours that it takes from CPH-SIN. Besides, there's a lower chance of your luggage getting lost since it's not getting transferred from one plane to another.

I wonder if Singapore Airlines won because of the possibility of having "Sex In Air" (SIA)... ;o). Oops, did I just say that? Sorry, I Apologise! But seriously, it has to be.

I mean, compared to say:

Scandinavian Airline System - SAS - Slow And Sloppy
Air Portugal - TAP - Take Another Plane
Alitalia - Always Late In Taking off, Always Late In Arrivals
(none of these made the list)

Funny enough (or coincidently enough), the best European airlines is:
Lufthansa! (Let Us F*ck THem And Not Say Anything).

There's something about sex that sells, it seems.

:-D...entist

Was at the dentist today for my ½ yearly visit. Actually, I should have gone many months ago, but I had either kept pushing it, or conveniently forgetting about it.

However, since Toey, my summer helper at work, is going to stop next Tuesday, I thought I had better make that dental appointment so that I can leave the office for X amount of time during office hours to clean them. The time taken is included in our working hours anyway, but better if Toey can be there to handle things while I'm gone.

So today was D-day! I figured it would not take more than 1 hour, and I was right! It didn't. It took a record time of 20 mins! Woohoo! It was the fastest, cheapest, most painless visit to the dentist I've ever had! Mr Dentist was very pleased with my clean and hole-less pearlies, so he didn't need to spend much time doing extensive work :-D. And he thought it would now be enough if I visit him just once a year instead of twice a year. Double :-D!

However, there was a piece of bad news (yeah, otherwise it would've been too good to be true, right?). My wisdom tooth on my lower right jaw was starting to show. Actually, I'm not sure when it started popping its head out since I can't feel it nor see it if I don't look all the way in with lights and mirrors. And I had the same dentist "doing me" today as I had last September, but since he didn't point out my rearing wisdom tooth then, it must therefore mean that it had only started popping out between Sept 2007 and now.

It's only partially showing, but it's already growing in a weird position. Anyway, as long as I can remember to clean it to prevent holes from coming, then it should be ok. I hope. I mean, I'm not sure if it'll continue to grow (hopefully not), so there could still be problems later on anyway if the space in my mouth is not enough to accommodate it.

Oh well...I guess I am becoming wiser as I grow older. That's what the wisdom tooth is for, right? To help us get wiser? Otherwise, what's the point?

My presents

Just for those who are curious:

The overview.


In more detail. 100 points if you can guess who the bra and undies are from ;o). The set was VERY expensive though (bought at Wolford), so I would either return them or exchange them for something more reasonably priced (sorry bunny!). Thing is, I did try on the bra, and damn...it was fitting so well and very comfortable too! But still...not for the price.


Evening shimmering dress from mum and sisters.


Sexy leopard print nightie with matching undies from dear Ivy. Bought in China, and sent by post from Jutland when she returned to Denmark.


Georg Jensen key chain from Morten and Karin, leopard mirror key chain from Shi Hua (on top of an evening sequined bag she gave).


Delicious hand-made chocolates from the chocolate shop where Wagma works in.


And this is specially for Ivy, so that she can see that her gift fits ;o).

080808 - my day

As mentioned in a couple of posts below, I had decided to have a birthday party after all this year, since it was a good date and on a Friday. I didn't take the day off from work though, so I had to rush home after work to prepare for the arrival of my guests.

Big thanks to hubby and dear sister, Claudia, who were able to be home earlier to help get the last things (drinks, snacks, etc). Love you both!

And special thanks to all my dear guests who took the time to come celebrate my day with me, as well as those who were not able to be with me in body due to circumstances, but who were nevertheless with me in spirit :o). Also, special honour to Wagma who was the guest who arrived at precisely 08:08pm - you go, girl ;o)!

Anyways, pictures below from the celebration:

Opening presents.


My dear guests.


That's right, Hannah...put it back ;o).


Don't be sad, Claudia...soon it'll be your birthday too :o).


So many lovely gifts!


Chocolate muffins were home-made by sis Claudia. She made 31 (don't ask me why - I'm wondering it myself), but at the end of the night, there were only 19 left. That must be my age then.


Some guests were enjoying smoking the waterpipe earlier. Well, not sure about the "enjoyment" part really, since I heard that the tobacco flavour that they mixed tasted horrible.











"Happy birthday to me!"