Big O Doggy!

I don’t know what is wrong with me, first the push cart incident yesterday and now I had a huge doggy fright this morning. Ok read through my words again. It is “doggy fright” and not “doggy fight”. If it is a doggy fight, you won’t see me blogging any longer. I could be missing an ear or some parts of my skin.




I don’t know, is it because that now I have a child and since their safety is my priority that suddenly I have fear for dogs? Or is it because of the recent news of dog attacking human?



This morning is a perfect morning to take my toddler son to go to the park because he woke up very early today. So, after pointing to the sky, the birds, the trees and baby talk about things in the park, we set to walk back home again. The morning breeze is absolutely refreshing today. This is the first morning I took my son for a walk since we moved. Yep! I know I should have taken him to the park more often but I am still juggling with the new environment after 3 months. I am a slow learner you see.



I was walking back carrying my toddler when I notice a lady walking a dog with a leash on her hand on the opposite direction. I feel my hair fang out like the tentacles of an ant signaling that that could be an oncoming danger to my son. My eyes were hooked on that big giant golden retriever although I know that golden retrievers don’t have a history of human attack but yet I have to be cautioned. I mean that dog certainly look very gigantic to me that I feel so small and vulnerable.



All of a sudden the dog changed its mood and keeps on wanting to pounce out of the owner’s hand. Finally she released it and the dog charged towards our direction. In my heart I was thinking both me and my toddler will be a goner.



How could the owner do that? Turn out the dog wanted to greet the ladies walking behind me and not to pounce on me or my toddler. I had such a fright that I began to see the danger of walking to the park. The lady even have the heart to smile (I don’t know at me or her friends behind).



I should think that no matter how safe you think your dog is, never to let go the leash because it could pose danger to other people especially kids. I had a negative impression on that owner; that she is not considerate enough. But what can I say? Each and every one of us lived within our own world that we can’t be considerate enough to suit everyone. But isn’t this situation obvious enough for some consideration?



Oh well, there will be no more walking to the park. I think it will be better to drive there although it is such a short distance.




Tags: near dog attack, afraid of dogs, golden retriever.

Zombie Push Cart

I was at the vegetable stall looking for some parsley when I feel a tug or someone trying to push my handbag which was at the back of me. I turned around and saw a lady in her 60’s trying to push her cart in between me and another cart. I thought she was rude because she could have open her mouth and say “excuse me” rather than keep on pushing as though she is trying to clean a gunk of sewage from the water pipe. Lucky my bag didn’t get snapped from me. I said “Hey” and she still keep on pushing without looking at me. For a second I thought she must have come out from the zombie land or maybe suddenly I turned into a super powerful “Invisible Woman” (that will be nice but not in this circumstance) because she never looked at me once. Her face is cold and expressionless and she looked straight ahead as though everybody else is invisible.

So I just forcefully pull my bag and walk out of it to give her way and still she doesn’t look at me. That is so plain rude.

A nice looking auntie like her with spectacle and decently dressed really deceive people into thinking she is a nice and polite lady with a lot more civility than most of the young people here. But turn out she is the other kind.

I mean I always thought that the older we got the wiser we will be and of course when it comes to simple rules of politeness it is an easy finger snapping task.

I know I couldn’t avoid people like that but I do hope it’s only 1% in the world and it is not growing like cancer.




Tags: rude people, push cart, shopping centre

Chinese New Year With Much Stress and a Bore!

I don't know whether it is my age of getting older or whether it is the timing for Chinese New Year that is not right this year. First, our house did some minor renovation for a few days before Chinese New Year where we have to clean up the dusts and dirts in the house, not to mention the house preparation for the Chinese New Year. It is all very tiring and stressful having the house cleaned up for guests to visit. It adds more to the stress thinking about all the stuff (unopened boxes since we moved) occupying rooms that were meant for my son's room and guest room.

Then we spent two days mingling with our parents, in-laws and relatives. And another two days we spent at home recuperating. The wet market is closed for a few days and the streets are all very quiet. The other headache is giving "ang pows", to make sure they are enough. Chinese New Year is not as fun as when I am in my younger and cheeky days where I get to wear new clothes, collect lots of "ang pows" from uncles and aunties, lots of favourite food to eat, fireworks, chatting and running around with my cousins. For a second , I thought that life would be different for my son because he won't get as many cousins like I use to have because not many of us have more than 2 children nowadays. Well, those were the days!

The only thing I find rewarding is eating Chinese New Year cookies but it also mean I could gain a few pounds of weight. Then I will look more like an aunty. Sigh!

I saw this nice mural on the wall when we go shopping at the newly opened SS2 mall.


And for this Chinese New Year, I found my favourite cookie. It's a chocolate mixed with cornflakes and peanuts with crunchy biscuit in the middle. I can finish the whole bottle in one day.

I will try to make this cookie myself in one of these days.......

My treasure......and I don't leave any crumbs behind.




Tags: Chinese New Year, biscuits, events, family