Reflections on My Calling

Recently, by a marvelous series of events, I came to read this book called "The Call" by Os Guinness (I know, what a name). The moment I started reading the Foreword, the words just started sucking me in, and I found myself falling in.  I don't know if you know the feeling, like finding something that is in your very nature to do.  Like a duck that had waddled around all its life, picking at its its bruised feet every day, suddenly slipping into the water and finding that it so delightful and so easy. It was what my heart was yearning to do all along, and I didn't know it.  Gosh, what does this tell me?  That I am made, or called, to find my calling?  Or to rediscover it?  Perhaps.  

As I read the book I marvelled in the old but deep truths I had learnt when I was a youth reading "The Alchemist" - like how we often get a glimpse or a good idea of our truest deepest gifts early in life.  Let me recall, I remember precious words like Guofeng commenting to me, one day, holding onto the MRT handles and swaying around dangerously, smiling in that wise, sagely and bumbly way of his, "You always seem to come up with the most apt words to describe something", and being young and reckless then, I smiled and laughed delightfully, and went on to the next thing.  But oh, how I stored it down inside the depths of my heart and how it still nourishes me today to think of those words!!!

And when I was young, I naturally read voraciously, I would get lost in stories, in books, and try to recreate them.  I almost did it unthinkingly.  And time just flew as I wrote my short little stories, and I took such joy in them.  I used to draw a lot too.  And I remember the first time watching a Disney movie in a movie theatre - it was The Little Mermaid and from the first scene, the watery depths and moving images just held me spellbound.  That people could draw and illustrate like that was so wondrous to me.  I have somehow lost that desire to draw, but I know I can still draw better than most people.

And something which stunned me in the book was how giftedness was only one factor in discovering one's calling.  Another one was your heritage.  This is a quaint and somewhat unused word in Singapore.  In modern, pragmatic, always-looking-forward Singapore, always on the cusp of new technology, whose people does not care too much about history.  But from reading the Bible and seeing the lives of people, one cannot escape from the fact that lineage and your ancestry does play a part in your calling and destiny in life. I started wondering about what my ancestors may be like, and all I know is that my father's father was a successful businessman, who was also a really good painter.  And somehow, almost all of his sons went into careers that involved drawing in one way or another - one became an electrician, another a designer, another a renovation contractor, etc etc.  I remember drawing comics with my cousin when we were young as well, so maybe he has a bit of that too (I remember his He-man being unnaturally muscley).

I also loved the chapter "To an Audience of One".  My Whatsapp profile message!  It starts with this insightful and honest observation of human nature - how most of us, whether we are aware of it or not, do things with an eye to the approval of some audience or other. The question is not whether we have an audience but which audience we have.  Living before an Audience of One transforms all our endeavours - "he doth it all comfortably though he meet with little encouragement from man, whereas an unbelieving heart would be discontented that he can find no acceptance, but all he doth is taken in the worst part.". This is why Christ-centred heroism does not need to be noticed or publicised. The greatest deeds are done before the Audience of One, and that is enough.  Those who are seen and sung by the Audience of One can afford to be careless about lesser audiences.  Another funny story from Winston Churchill, that beloved leader of mine: "I hear it said that leaders should keep their ears to the ground. All I can say is that the British nation will find it very hard to look up to the leaders who are detected in that somewhat ungainly posture." "Nothing is more dangerous... than to live in the temperamental atmosphere of a Gallup Poll - always feeling one's pulse and taking one's temperature".

Churchill was described by his friend as being "as impervious to atmosphere as a diver in his bell".  Basically these people listened to their inner voice, were guided by something deeper, other than public opinion.  How can the church, and we as Christians, hope to be a thermostat that transforms the mores of society rather than a wind vane that points wherever the wind is blowing? To truly be the salt and the light of this world, we must respond to this Other, and not the world. 

And mind you, it is tiring to go against the stream, to go uphill.  Far easier to float downstream, to slip and slide down... We need courage, bucketloads of it.  We need grace and patience.  We may get battered.  Looked at funny. Misunderstood. Disliked. I recall my recent experiences of being looked down upon, viewed badly, and it feels really rotten.  I felt myself feeling battle-weary and scarred after a day like that, and literally crawling into bed with a need to heal.  And I realised, this was without me even taking a stand for God. This was me just living every day to the best of my ability.  And it illuminated for me a story I read before, that this prayer warrior who changed a lot in the spiritual atmosphere, this pastor, used to lead a small group of women to pray daily. Wekk he would spend a lot of time after every prayer session to be alone with God, for God to minister to him, recharge him and heal his wounds.  And he would be fresh for the battle the next day.  I never really understood what battles those were - after all he was just praying.  But after going through a few rough days, I began to have a feel. So when we live for God, we can expect to run up against the world, and we will need the recharging from God all the more, to keep on keeping on.  I find this "turning a deaf ear" on the people around us quite helpful.  If we are to pursue our calling.  Cos it's going to be countercultural.  

Another interesting truth - Jews were called to be set apart.  When the Jews were in difficulties, they were distinctively Jews.  When they were enjoying easy days and normal times, they were at the most danger of being assimilated.  A mom in a prayer group recently told us that it was funny how the prayer groups in mission schools often had low attendance (well I pray we shall change that!) but the ones in the secular schools had the most fervent and blazing prayer groups.  What does this tell me about my pursuit of my calling?  I need to put myself deliberately in some hardship.  In a way, that troublesome, exasperating verse "Consider it pure joy, my brothers and sisters, whenever you face trials of many kinds, because you know that the testing of your faith produces perseverance" suddenly makes a lot of sense! Or put it another way, we should greatly rejoice when we find ourselves encountering a trial, because we will get a chance to show our difference from the world, for our counter-culturalness to shine!  

So to bring it all back to my calling. The book continues to say, apart from giftedness (use of words, drawing), heritage (drawing, maybe teaching?  My mother was a teacher, and she was immensely patient), our own life opportunities.  I guess that is where I need to consider my current station in life.  The country I am born in - the blessed Jewel of Southeast Asia, the crossways of the world. That may play a part in my destiny as well.  Why did God place me here, and not in some other country? Could it be to teach? I have also had the privilege to be pastored by Brent, who introduced me to missions, and I have always encountered God in a more real way when I am there in the mission field.  I am enamoured with pastors like Bill Wilson, Keith Green, the heroic Christians who lived uncompromising, active, action-oriented lives.  In the Bible, secretly, my favourite character when I was a young Christian was Peter - the reckless, straight-talking, shoot-his-mouth off, Peter.  I also was drawn deeply in my heart to David, the man after God's own heart. The brave warrior whose faith was so pure at the start, and who was also so emotional about God and unabashed about his passion.  I always found it easy to worship uninhibited, tuning out the world, and I feel that my own worship can lead others to worship more whole-heartedly too.  I am passionate, animated, positive or cheery, and love to laugh. In fact I think I am quite good to seeing the humorous, lighter side of things and in narrating them to others later on, to bring some laughter to their lives.  I also have this recklessness in me, this desire to be heroic and do great things for God.  I desire to have a great impact for God.  I love big battles.  A sense of fighting for right to prevail.  I may even take joy in being counter-cultural if I have a clear idea of what God is wanting me to do.  In fact, trying to get my child through PSLE in a different way is like a challenge to which I want to rise to.

As I leader, I see myself leading a charge, inspiring people to heroics, or driving a team of sled dogs, all pulling together for the same goal, giving it their all.  

Last but not least, is God's guidance.  What is He telling me?  Where is He leading me?  I am rising higher and higher in my organisation.  In fact, I have the distinctly uncomfortable feeling that I am now at a precipice where the edge is too narrow and I am falling off.  Promoted beyond my capability, probably.  Why did He give me this job when I was so happy where I was?  Ah yes, I suddenly am drawn to the trials verse again, James 1:2-3.  Perhaps that is why.  To make me lean on Him again, go to Him.  Draw near to Him.  So He can display His glory in a greater way through me?  Well I am willing.  In fact I am puzzling right now about how I can glorify God in the PSLE year next year.  It will be a first, and there are so few good examples of holy Christians, where God is totally victorious and glorified.  O that You would glorify Yourself through me and my family!

And as for work, well, I find my heart leaping for joy whenever I consider this other verse: Whatever you do, work at it with all your heart, as working for the Lord, not for human masters, since you know that you will receive an inheritance from the Lord as a reward. It is the Lord Christ you are serving". It strips me of all my filthy, impure motives.  Purifies my motives, making me clean as snow again.  I feel cleaner before God when I continue to work hard amidst adversity, feeling unappreciated, unvalued, second-rate, or worse, treated as the runt of the litter (which is how I feel sometimes when I am, in the senior management team!).  This is a very important lesson to impart to the working population at large.  

Ok I got it.  I am called to be an inspirational speaker.  To inspire Christians and non-Christians alike to holy, higher living that pleases God.  

Top Gun 2 Review

My husband and I snuck out to catch Top Gun 2: Maverick the other night, simply expecting a night of entertainment.  Once in a while, you experience something which inspires you.  That was the night.

I think from the start, when the soft, understated music started playing, which was very unlike that you would expect from a big budget movie, which should aim to blow you away from the get go with stunning setpieces and sequences, I was really impressed.  The music never aimed to overwhelm you, was actually quiet and slow-building, and so patient and self-assured.  It built up the atmosphere and showed you something about what the movie was about, which was men maintaining planes, and the teamwork that went into it before a plane could take off.  

Then the movie started with our favourite character, Tom Cruise, getting ready to do what seemed to be a Mach 9 test.  I shall not spoil the rest of the movie, but I particularly liked Bob, the awkward-looking nerd who is actually a great flyer and surprise surprise, the wingman of Phoenix, this sharp-looking girl who seemed like she MUST be a love interest of someone, being in the presence of so much testosterone, but actually she isn't.  I also liked the casting of Hangman, who was this boyish, impishly good-looking guy but whom nobody liked. 

Jennifer Connolly was quite good as Penny, not a super hot lady, but just an old flame, but she seemed tired and wan, the  kind of look women past menopause, in their 50s, tend to have. The skin a bit paper thin, the eyes a bit tired-looking, wrinkles starting to appear along her jaw. Not like the plump, moist, dewy, glistening look of youth. I guess cos Tom Cruise isn't exactly a spring chicken himself, they decided not to pair him with someone overly young, which is tasteful I guess.  But they could have picked someone more likeable, like Helen Hunt (maybe too sad) or Reese Witherspoon, Isla Fischer (my fav!), Amy Adams or Alicia Silverstone.  Even Kate Winslet could provide for an interesting dynamic, if she wasn't too high-and-mighty for such simple roles.  However, she hardly stars as just a faithful, supportive wife.  She is always fiesty, gritty, determined.

There was a very tastefully done, touching scene between Tom Cruise and Val Kilmer. The moment between Yoda and his pupil, so to speak. Where more is conveyed in the silence than in words.  At one point, when Tom Cruise is busy justifying himself, full of emotion, Val Kilmer doesn't let him get away but just points again to what he typed.  The typing was a realistic touch, a reminder that something you take for granted can just be taken away, and how people then adapt, and try to carry on life with a semblance of normalcy. But it is a looming spectre at the back, that all our days are limited, and even our abilities cannot be assumed to be there for us at our beck and call always.

In that scene, Tom Cruise broke down very convincingly. I think it is a testament to his acting, similar to Russell Crowe breaking down in Gladiator.

I also loved the reunion scene between Tom Cruise and Rooster, when Rooster went back to save him. It was so comical and funny.  And touching at the same time. Of 2 men who are trying to be better versions of themselves.

There were other funny moments, like the ascerbic black guy next to Jon Hamm, spewing out funny one-liners to help Tom Cruise out at criticial moments.

And of course the flying, action sequenecs, aerial cinematography, whatever people keep crowing about. I guess you need that to make the show compelling, but I don't particularly feel for it one way or another.  What I liked was the many twists and paybacks, when the character gets out of one sticky situation, only to get into another one, and the way the many tensions and unresolved issues set out in the first half (e.g. Hangman's unlikeability and rivalry with Rooster, the animosity between Rooster and Tom Cruise, the ambiguity of Tom Cruise's relationship with Penny, whether a man flying a plane is still needed or can drones do the job) all had a satisfying payback in the second half.  So it was very gratifying for the audience to watch.  

And of course, once you read the reviews, you start to realise how so much of the film seemed to have Tom Cruise's fingerprints. I mean it could be an exaggeration, another marketing gimmick tapping on his star power, but I can imagine this to be true to some extent, cos he is known to be a perfectionist and very demanding of himself, and giving a lot of suggestions for the films he is in.  I came away from the film with one thought - this is what you can achieve, when you plug at something until your late 50s, always devoting yourself to honing your craft and dedication to perfection. It allowed me to have hope that I could get good at my job in my current role, much as I feel like a fish out of water in that role.  I mean, the skillsets are known, to have to master. It is whether I am willing to devote that kind of manic attention and energy to it.

On the issue of attention, by the way, quite a few people have pointed out to me my power to focus in the midst of a very noisy environment. A fellow mom said it of me in a car full of screaming kids, and a colleague said he was impressed when I was on Skype and my kids would interrupt and I would mute myself for a period, presumably to scold them, and then come back and resume as if nothing was the matter.  I never realised this about myself. I guess the ability to focus does come naturally to me. It's one of God's gifts.  But I need to translate it into something of impact now. Focus my God-given talents to the tasks at hand, and become really good at it.  And also to identify a worthy cause to devote my additional time to.

How Do You Do It? My Secret Principle for Time Management

 I get asked this question a lot.  Was asked again today, by a young male colleague who asked to meet me before he left for a posting to another organisation. As we were chatting, he suddenly burst out and asked "I always wanted to ask you!  How do you do it?  Manage 4 kids and have a successful career?".  My best friend likes to ask me how I manage to take care of 4 kids and still have time to meet her for long dinners or brunches (once in a few months).  

I must say I always scratch my head to answer this question.  It's something I just do, a bit like asking a fish how do they breathe under water.  I find myself usually giving a combination of replies such as "Well, it builds up, cos you give birth one at a time, and learn to manage them one at a time. So it's not all at once!", or "I have good help. My mum and my maid help me, so I have peace of mind when I work" or "I am not a tiger mommy.  I just spend time with them after work and on weekends, and I monitor their progress in school.  If they seem to be doing ok, I will leave them be and focus on my work. If there are some warning signals, I will focus a bit more on them" or "I have been blessed with very understanding bosses, thank God." or "I don't! I'm going crazy".    

Frankly it is all of the above, plus, well, daily prioritisation of tasks either at work or at home.  As a result I am loving my Bullet Journal, which is basically just my rolling to-do list for both work and personal life, plus a smattering of journal entries when I find time and the mood to. Then whatever cannot be squeezed into what time I have, just have to let it slip.  And trust that you somehow got the big rocks in the tank, and what could not be fit in was the final liquid which overflowed and hopefully was the small stuff.

And actually I always fail to mention the most important time-saving ingredient, which can be summed up in this very popular verse "seek first His kingdom and His righteousness, and all these things shall be added to you".  I have found that when I put God first, somehow my work and family life gets magically done, and magically ordered, such that it didn't require me to put in the amount of effort I imagined it would.  It is a miraculous and magical, and probably God's humorous way of teaching us a lesson.  I can just imagine God chuckling at us marvelling at how come despite us eking out the time from our packed schedule and our unruly emotions to prepare that bible study, teach cell, attend church, keep our Sabbath, when we look back at our work week, it always seems extraordinarily uneventful.  To my immense surprise, I would realise that nothing crashed or burnt, and there might even be a lack of stress.  

It is probably my biggest secret principle of time management.

Tips for Pregnant Mothers

Whenever I find out that someone is expecting a baby, I just want to grab that person and tell her some key tips I learnt from reading pregnancy and parenting books, from experiences of people around me and what I gleaned from my own experience of parenting 4 young children.  

So, I thought what better way to share these tips than to write them down, so here goes. For the expectant mom or new mom:

1) Watch your emotions and try not to be in a bad mood during your pregnancy. I can't prove it, but I suspect your emotions somehow affect the baby in your tummy. I learnt this from my own experience and also from what some others shared with me. When I was pregnant with my oldest kid, I was managing a team of guys who resented my leadership, and hence managing them was like managing a herd of proud, seething cats. They made me exasperated and lose my temper quite often, and my oldest turned out to a very intense toddler. Since young, he would lose it if he couldn't get a proper latch the first time and couldn't drink anymore until you made him sleep and forget about the whole incident.  He had night terrors that lasted an hour, and until now, as an 11 year old, he still is easily angered and cannot stop himself from using his fists and nerf guns despite all our efforts to discipline him and teach him. A friend of mine who suffered from bouts of depression when she was overseas, one day told me her mom told her she had suicidal thoughts when she was pregnant. Is it linked? The feeling of intense despair and helpnessness when a foetus is forming in your womb may have somehow affected the feotus' hormonal and chemical makeup. For my other 3 kids, I was in a much better mood during pregnancy, and they all turned out to be quite cheery kids. I have been surreptitiously asking around some other moms, and it is not always the case, it seems.  Another mom was super stressed during her second pregnancy but her kid turned out very calm and bright, although the baby was often sick. But it never hurts to be as cheerful as possible. 

2) You may not need as much stuff as you think.  I always chuckle to myself when I read posts on Carousell selling baby stuff in "almost new" condition, saying "Hardly used by baby who prefers XXYY".  If you are not the fussy type, try to buy most things second-hand, as you never know what your baby will like (cot vs sarong vs co-sleeping with you? Baby bjorn rocker vs a much cheaper rocker?). For essentials, I think some onesies (those which have buttons or strings to tie in front are better than T-shirt-like tops which you have to slip over a fragile newborn's head), a few swaddles, mittens and botties, changing mat, a bag of disposable nappies, wet wipes, a good sling (for when you can bring baby out!), a baby bathtub, stroller and a baby bag are good things to get ready.  Also good to have a good breast pump (and the bottles) on standby, in case latching somehow doesn't work. As I was latching a lot, I found breast cups (the type which help catch the milk from the other breast when the baby drinks from one side), breast pads (for moments of leakage which happen sometimes when you hear a baby cry) and a nursing cover indispensable as well.  However, some moms prefer to pump and feed, and if so, you may not need those as much. If you drive, get a car seat. The rest (e.g. bottle steriliser, baby burp cloths, reusable nappies, baby toys, mobiles, nursing cushions) can come after you realise what the feeding and sleeping arrangement is going to be, what your baby likes (e.g. really loves music? Get a mobile with music or some baby CDs! Likes to stare at moving things? Get a mobile that moves!) and your energy levels.

3) Latching is the most time-saving way to feed a baby. After doing both latching and pump-and-feed, I must say latching is most efficient as a good feeder usually can get the full meal in under 15 minutes, whereas a full pump can take 30 minutes.  Latching is also less painful, and there is no need to chill the milk, heat up the milk nor wash and sterilise multiple bottles and breast pump parts, which I found very mind-numbing.  I like to joke that the breast somehow doesn't need to be sterilised while bottles and pump parts do!  Maybe our skin is anti-bacterial or self-cleaning or something, as I can feed my baby without him or her getting a tummy ache how sweaty I am or how dirty I feel.  The milk is also at just the right temperature and doesn't need to get heated up.  It is also cheap.  I think a father once joked "My wife just eats bread and produces breast milk!" No need for expensive formula.  Breastfeeding also helps the mom lose weight, and lowers the risk of breast cancer.  I sometimes marvel at how God designed this whole thing.

4) Every birth is different but they are all memorable. If you are pro-natural birth, try to find a gynae who supports this type of births.  You will find yourself more in sync with and not surprised by or exasperated with the gynae when it comes to the crunch time.  Trust your body to do the job (don't be too afraid! You can do it!) and also trust your gynae.

5)  Once your baby is born, give him or her lots of skin to skin contact.  Cuddle him/her, stroke his/her skin, tell him/her how beautiful they are and how precious they are to you.  It all helps them feel safe and secure and of course, loved and wanted.   

6) Delegate lots of other tasks to other family members once baby is born, and focus on regaining your strength and feeding and playing with baby.  As newborns feed every 2-3 hours, I found it easiest to sleep with the baby on the same bed and to sleep when the baby sleeps. The rest of the time, I journal, watch some TV, read and fantasize about the end of confinement - what I'm going to eat, the places I'm going to go!

7) During confinement, I find it especially important not to let any part of my body get overly chilled, especially in the first few days after birth. My right shoulder was exposed to aircon the night after I delivered, and it is the first to feel cold and to ache inside for years after the birth.  

8) There are many benefits to slinging your baby when you go out, as they are propped up more upright and can see roughly what you see (as opposed to being put in a stroller semi-horizontal and staring at the sky/ceiling or just at mommy/daddy), they feel secure and "hugged" by you at all times, hence this regulates their body temperature and calma them down, allowing them to focus on exploring the world. They can also hear what you say better, and learn through your reactions to things.  I found a side sling (the kind which is like a loop of cloth that goes over one shoulder and around the waist, often with rings for adjustment) very handy as you can prop the child upright and also easily ease them into a horizontal position once they are sleepy. As you walk, babies also get rocked by the motion and easily get lulled into sleep, which is when you can gently put them down in the stroller at that stage. If you are very pro, you can even breastfeed discreetly with the baby in it, although I've never mastered that.

9) Do NOT expose them to screens at that young age.  In fact, WHO says and I whole-heartedly agree that kids should stay screen-free for the first 2 years, and generally as long as possible.  It is all too easy to get addicted to colourful cartoons with cute songs and constantly moving and changing images, and for the child to not eat unless the screen is placed in front of them.  In the long-term, it changes their minds and lowers their ability to focus and concentrate later on, all very key traits for success.  If not convinced, read "Glow Kids".  It's really scary, what many parents are doing unknowingly to their kids.

10) Children don't need a lot of expensive toys. They thrive best going out into nature and just outdoors (we have a big wide world to explore!), interacting with people, and playing with simple things like blocks, books, music, and everyday items around the house. I think some interactive toys like toys with buttons to push and which make sounds are fine too, although they may not stimulate creative play.  In the long run, investing in toys that can be played in multiple ways, or which kids can play with again and again and not get bored, or which they can play with others are best (e.g. a ball).  I also realised my kids like reading the same favourite books again and again, and hence there is something to be said about owning a set of good books, and not just going to the library (although the library is great!).  With the plentiful book exchange shelves sprouting up around Singapore, often stocked with children's books in relatively good condition, it is easy to do so on a budget.

Ok that's what I can think of for the time being!  Hope this blesses some moms-to-be or moms!  Do share your tips with me too.  Am always on the lookout for hacks which make parenting simpler and more stress-free, and which is ultimately better for baby too.  

 

   

Deliberate Self-Restriction

The other day, when I went to my office's canteen to eat its famous Indian breakfast before I started work, I bumped into M, a guy who did dispatch for my organisation.  I know it seems a bit archaic in today's day and age to have someone on the staff delivering letters and parcels physically, but they probably kept him on as we are a governmental organisation and he has been a faithful staff. 

M is a guy who looks a little, shall we say, mentally-challenged, walks in a bumbling way, speaks with a slightly muffled voice, but is always over-friendly. I try to avoid him often but am always nice to him when I meet him because I am the kind of person who is always polite and has a smile for others.  So anyway, that day, I ended up queuing up behind him at the muslim stall and after I ordered my food, I saw him sitting quite conspicuously in the middle of the canteen and after a moment's hesitation, decided to join him, since I was a bit starved for company since Covid and WFH for so many months.

It was a good decision. We started by talking about work, and he told me that without fail, even when he worked from home, by 830am he was showered and dressed and ready to work.  I felt a bit ashamed as I usually would be still finishing up my breakfast somewhere around that time.  I was also surprised to learn that my organisation had put him to man the office handphone and answer calls from the public, which I thought was a risk.  He said that he felt he didn't need to open in that standard way, nor to sound really official.  He mimicked a typical conversation and showed me how he would first ask them what they wanted, and once he understood their issue, would efficiently "despatch" them to the right organisation and the right number to call (which he told me was all in his head). I was impressed, that one shouldn't judge a book by its cover, and who said a guy who didn't have a good phone voice couldn't answer the hotline?  The main thing was that he was efficient, professional and he got the job done. I was blown away by the open-mindedness and wisdom of the person who gave him the job.

The second insightful thing he said which surprised me no end was when I asked him whether he was watching anything on the streaming websites like Netflix and what not.  He shook his head vehemently and said an abrupt "No! Never!".  He said he only watched programmed channels, where you had to wait for your favourite show to start screening.  He told me to check out some free-to-air channel which showed all the old movies like Godfather.  We both agreed that streaming websites had problems like providing an endless menu of movies to choose from (analysis paralysis), and allowed you to have instant gratification (you needn't wait for any good show to start, you could just click on a button and it would play), and you could binge watch all you wanted, leading to all sorts of problems.

Yes, gone are the good old days when you had to wait and even "order" your life around the start time of a show you wanted to watch, and then when it was over, you had to wait until the next week to continue the series and find out what happened next. I think such a way of living might sound quite unthinkable today ("What? Wait a whole week to watch the next episode?").  But this actually simplifies our life to a certain extent, as you scanned the TV guide for the day, and if there was nothing you liked, you then went on with your life and planned other things.  There was no "buffet syndrome" and you were offered limited choices to choose from.  There was also a certain rigidity to the schedule of programmes, so you had to instill a certain discipline in your life if you wanted to catch that show at that time.  These also prevent TV or entertainment from taking over our lives.

There is great wisdom in choosing deliberate self-restraint or self-restriction in this case.  This is also why I refuse to buy a higher-end coffee machine (e.g. one that grinds your coffee beans, or a Nespresso machine) as I want to keep my taste buds accustomed to freeze dried coffee as a norm, and enjoy only lattes made from freshly ground coffee beans when I am outside.  This helps to keep a certain freshness to life.  

 

The Things We Spend the Most Effort Doing

I hosted a Christmas party yesterday for some of my colleagues, as a way to thank them for working so hard this year and achieving so many deliverables. 

Never did I imagine there was so much work involved in 1) cleaning and organising the house to be in better shape to receive guests, whom I wanted to bring on a house tour, and 2) planning and ordering and buying/preparing the food of the party. It was insane and nail-biting to the last minute and I frankly did not know how the food would turn out until the food was on the table. There was a bit of a hiccup when I started heating up the ribs and turkey 20 to 30 minutes before we were supposed to eat dinner but when I opened the package, realised the ribs and turkey were quite huge and also cold and I didn't have enough rack space in the oven. Plus the quiche also needed to be heated up. One of my colleagues popped into the kitchen and asked if she could help and I said why not (I'm not one to refuse help usually and I can always put people to work).  Another wandered into the kitchen next asking if I needed help and he was very useful.

Well I eventually got all the food on the table and people started eating and chatting with one another, and all I was doing was running around back and forth getting food ready and topping up stuff that was getting low and heating up things. I only started eating when all the policy folks had eaten and the international relations folks arrived. By then the turkey was all out (it's actually kind of yummy and tastes like a tastier version of turkey I've had before) and the pork ribs were thin on the meat bit fatty and divine. My fingers were sticky sweet and fragrant with pork and BBQ juices when I was done. Yum.... 

My kids also surprisingly left us alone most of the time. I realised that when you spend a lot of effort on something, you derive a lot more satisfaction when it has gone well! A bit like Little Prince and what not. Which tells me something about spending money to buy something off the shelf Vs something you made yourself ...

The Gift and the Giver

My birthday just passed yesterday and my hubby mysteriously asked me to keep myself free from 4pm onwards. Turns out he had made reservations at this expensive but authentic Italian place called No Menu restaurant in Telok Ayer area and it was a menu decided by the chef and every dish meant to be a surprise. I loved the focaccia bread the most. Dipped in olive oil. The wine was also horribly expensive and not that awesome. But then again, I don't think any wine should cost above 40 as I'm not a wine connoisseur. 

I enjoyed the ambience a lot (a lot of furniture was brought from their restaurant and home in Italy) and I liked their burrata cheese as an appetizer too although after the first 2 to 3 bites, I couldn't taste the awesomeness anymore as it's a bit bland. But it's light and milky, with no aftertaste as most cheeses do. 

There was a very very thinly sliced Parma ham on top of what seemed like a potato salad that was pretty swell too. And I liked their tiramisu (as always) and the final cheese dessert that was so yummy I ate the whole thing. The roast beef was delicious too except I'm not a beef person. I realised the importance of having enough salt in all the food to make it yummy, from the focaccia bread (salty enough) to the beef (there were salt crystals on the rawer side of the cut beef). 

Even though I didn't feel the dinner was worth the amount that he spent, I think we have to appreciate the intentions of the giver when they do certain things. And appreciate their intentions, the effort of the giver and not the gift itself per se.