"That's what you say every year! We shall see!", my good (mommy) friend Sheryl quipped, when I mentioned during our play date earlier in January that I was probably not going to throw a birthday party for Liam this year. She was right, I've been saying it for the past 4 years. Yet every year, I seem to be able to come up with a convenient excuse to host a birthday party, although the lead time ... Read More
Turning 33
I cried on the morning on my 33rd birthday, during my commute to work. It was peak hour, the train was going a lot slower than it ought to, and I was swamped amidst peak-hour crowd. Maybe it was the pushing and shoving, or the seemingly warm temperature in the cabin which was getting to me. Maybe my brain decided that it could no longer bear my pensive state of emotions without involving the ... Read More
