Wednesday, January 03, 2007

In For a Big Surprise

I didn't post this earlier because the find and the photos were disgusting (so please prepare yourself mentally before you read further). To satisfy his craving for chocolates, Grimlock bought a box of Merci chocolates on Sat, 23 Dec at the Giant supermarket, Sembawang Shopping Centre. Happily he tried out one each of the flavours in the evening. On Christmas Eve, he wanted to have more Merci chocolates so he took out two bars and we were in for a shock.

We found wriggling worms on the chocolates! You can imagine our disbelief. The chocolates were still way ahead of their expiry date. My stomach started to churn but I didn't see Grimlock's face turning white. Good thing I hadn't ate any of them...yucks!

One of the worms had already made a hole (circled in red)

"Life is What I Make of It"

Today's ST "Mind Your Body" published two pages on readers' health resolutions for the new year (pages 6 & 7). I particularly like this one by Ms Chiang Suat Har:

"In 2007, I will treasure each day with great respect. Health to me encompasses physical, spiritual and mental components.

Physically, I will eat and exercise wisely, knowing that I have only one body with an original anatomical structure that I will not want to damage or lose because of an over-indulgent or unhealthy lifestyle. Spiritually, I will choose to live in love and peace with all whom I know and come in contact with. Mentally, even at age 60, I am never too old to learn, for life is an adventure to enjoy. I will look forward to each day with great expectation. Life is what I make of it and no one owes me a living."

Have a Break. Have a Kit Kat?

Nay, I'm not having a Kit Kat. I'm enjoying an extended break because I'm on medical leave today. Having a breakout of rashes on my limbs. The rashes have subsided quite a bit after taking the medication.

I think I'm allergic to Braun's medicated shampoo. This was prescribed to alleviate her fungal infection. I bathed her with it on Sun, 31st Dec 06 and my wrists started to itch. On the first day of the New Year, we discovered insects that resemble fleas on Mikki (no idea where they came from). Grimlock cleaned up her room while I bathed her with Braun's medicated shampoo. To be on the safe side, I also bathed Skoda. That was when the itch got worst and I started to have rashes the size of a 20-cent coin on my thighs. I've always had sensitive skin. Didn't sleep well last night because of the itch. This morning, the rashes had grown to patches and spreaded.

Having a good time so far :) hee hee; went back to sleep after seeing the doctor, took a late lunch, put out the laundry (now they have a nice, fresh smell), read my newspapers, play with Mikki and updating my blog now. This is better than having a Kit Kat!

Monday, January 01, 2007

Remembering to Forget

I subscribe to the online version of "Christianity Today". Came across an article today by Ellen Vaughn which was adapted from her book "Radical Gratitude: Discovering Joy, Through Everyday Thankful". A timely reminder that starting the new year off right means looking forward, not backward.

Here goes:

Forgetfulness comes naturally to most of us. But it is highly selective. But why is it that we forget the wrong things? Why is it so easy to forget the spiritual truths we need to remember, like God's incredible love for us, His gracious work in our lives, His Word? And conversely, why is it so easy to remember what we'd just as soon forget?

Why do many of us remember in great detail every embarrassing thing we've ever done? Why are some of us haunted by sins from our past, carrying their shame as if it was yesterday?

Remembering God's faithfulness is a key part of our spiritual development. But, at the same time, before our spiritual vitality can really flow, we must forget three things.

1. We must forget our sins.
Obviously we must remember our sins as we are able, in order to confess them! But having done so, we must let them go. This is basic, but we need to preach it to ourselves every day, for it is at the heart of the gospel: "If we confess our sins, He is faithful and just to forgive us our sins, and to cleanse us from all unrighteousness" (1 John 1:9).

A friend told me about his son's challenges with his car, and consequently with his auto insurance. It seemed that the son had incurred some reckless driving offenses that were an indelible part of his record. Accordingly, his insurance costs were approximately astronomical.

My friend went through a number of procedures; his son went to driving school; a judge was gracious. And the record was expunged.

It was too good to be true. Just for fun, my friend called the dmv, cited his son's entire name and Social Security number, and asked about the citations on his record.

There was a long pause while the staff person checked the computer. She came back on the line. "Sir," she said, "we have no record of any offenses at all."

As my friend says, that's how forgiveness is. The fact that God forgets is like calling heaven and hearing, "There is no record of any offense." It's not that the offenses are still on the page, crossed out with heavy marker, and everyone can tell there was a big mess right there. Nor are they partially erased, but still visible. They are expunged. It is as if they never existed.

We need to take God at His word. The extent to which we dwell on and obsessively noodle on our own sins from the past—sins for which we have repented—shows the extent to which we really believe God.

Satan would lure us to live in guilt and fear. He pulls us into the shadow boxes of memory, in which our worst sins replay on the walls of our minds, flickering with their shameful power … what if we just can't forget our sins?

We need to be very clear here, or we'll miss the liberating point. It's not as if forgiveness is real only if we experience some kind of holy amnesia. It is not up to us. It is up to God. And the Scriptures say that God forgets our sins (Heb. 8:12).

2. We must forget our shame.
Sometimes, even if we have mentally let go of various sins, their residual shame still sticks. Shame can spur depression, and dysfunction of every kind.

The apostle Paul could have been a prime candidate for shame, hopelessly glugging first-century wine in order to forget the horrors of his past sins. He writes of not just his pharisaical pride, but the fact that he had presided over the harassment, imprisonment, torture, and murder of innocent human beings.

When I am tempted to despair in shame over past personal choices, I have found Paul's "Popeye prayer" in 1 Corinthians 15:10 enormously helpful: "But by the grace of God I am what I am, and His grace to me was not without effect" (emphasis mine).

God's grace is stronger than our shame—most supremely, because it was defanged when Jesus died and rose again. We can choose to believe this or not. But God's magnificent provision is more than ample: we can forget our slithering shame, for Jesus took it. He scorned it, beat it, broke it. We need not take it back.

3. We also must forget our successes.
This doesn't necessarily mean that we must forget how we won the sixth-grade spelling bee, or the great projects we've completed, or viable accomplishments in various endeavors. We are to work and live with excellence as unto God, and He takes pleasure in our successes as they are offered to His glory.

But we should forget past successes if they have defined our identity or caused us to be complacent, smug, and self-congratulatory. We're not to fondle the past, dwelling on past glories. (Similarly, we must make sure that our stories of God's work and grace in our lives are not all old. If we can only point to instances of God's faithfulness from five years ago but have none from this week, then our connection with Christ is not very current.)

Again, Paul is a great model. In one of his letters he warns the Philippians against those who would put their confidence in human criteria and accomplishments.

If anyone else thinks he has reasons to put confidence in the flesh, I have more, he said, citing his power résumé that many of his day would have coveted. He could have been a total prig. But his focus was not on his past.

"But whatever was to my profit I now consider loss for the sake of Christ," he said. " … One thing I do: Forgetting what is behind and straining toward what is ahead, I press on toward the goal to win the prize for which God has called me heavenward in Christ Jesus" (Phil. 3:7-14).

Again, Paul had learned that the secret of being content did not depend on what he had, but who he knew. He knew the Lord was near. He knew how to live so immersed in Him that gracious gratitude—and the corresponding peace of God—overwhelmed his earthly fears.

The only obstacles that keep us from the rich freedom that Paul enjoyed are our own cheap snares and doubts. We get lost in these when we look to ourselves, preoccupied by our sin, our shame, our success, as if it were all about us. But if we can forget these tangles and leave them behind, like Paul, we begin to see that God's love is bigger than we ever dared to dream.

(According to the photo caption, this is the world's first pair of sports shoes)

If you too are a Christian, some questions to ponder:
1) What sins, shame, or successes are holding you back from living freely?

2) Ellen Vaughn suggests "we must make sure that our stories of God's work and grace in our lives are not all old." Name some of the ways that God has worked in your life recently.

3) Read Psalm 103:8-12. What does it tell us about God's character?

To read the full article, go to: http://www.christianitytoday.com/tc/2006/001/6.54.html

Hello 2007!

HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!

No matter how 2006 turned out to be, it is time to close the chapter and move on to 2007. A brand new start where new experiences, learnings and discoveries await to unfold.
What I wish for 2007 will be:
  • To grow in my walk with God;
  • World peace and Mother Earth will be less angry;
  • Good health and lots of laughter;
  • Happiness for Grimlock and my girls;
  • And that you love and be loved always! (This point is best illustrated with the "rare" photos below. Pls excuse the inconsistent quality because we're in the midst of trying out our new Canon IXUS 850 digital camera.)

Just when we thought Braun & Skoda were all "lovey, dovey", Skoda decided to pull the brakes. Skoda to Braun: "Ok, that is quite enough!"

Braun to Skoda: "Alright, alright, I'm cool!"

"I gotta have my personal space!"

"Oops, we're on camera...ok ok for the official records, we're the best of pals!"

Sunday, December 24, 2006

Glad Tidings!

Last year, there was only Skoda, Grimlock and I spending Christmas together @ the Cove. This Christmas, Braun and Mikki have been added to the family.

We @ the Cove (from the most to least junior) wish you...

JOY,

(Yes, it has been a joy watching Mikki grow in size, strength and health after the recent X-ray scare. She tipped the scales at 500g on last Fri, 22 Dec, an increase of 150g just over one week! It is becoming more and more difficult to take still shots of Mikki because she is always in action.)
LOVE

(Braun has been afflicted with a skin problem since two months ago. Bald spots and tiny red bumps started to surface on her body. Brought her to see the vet on 18 December who diagnosed the problem as fungal growth or ringworm. This girl would lick off the cream almost as soon as we applied it on the affected areas, so we had to make her wear a cone which is making her rather moody. Bringing her back to the vet on next Wed, 27 Dec for her review. Keeping my fingers crossed that she will make a complete recovery soon!)

and PEACE!
(Skoda also had a outbreak of tiny red spots on her face on 14 Dec so we brought her to the vet the following day. The vet gave her a jab and diagnosed the problem as an allergic reaction. We racked our heads hard but couldn't pinpoint what might have triggered it. Thank God that the spots subsided within three days. I bought two packets of durians yesterday night. Braun came quickly to check out the plastic bag, but when I opened it, she scooted off just as quickly. Skoda came next. And guess what, Skoda loves durians ha ha - I let her try a little and she kept pestering me for more. Now that's my girl, mmeeooooowww!)
Last but not least, from Grimlock and I: you've a jolly good time!! And here is how we might look like...
Ha, ha, gotcha ya!
Grimlock
Ever wonder why I nicknamed my husband as Grimlock? Some years back he had a blog too and that was the name he picked for himself. More importantly, he collects Transformers toy robots. You can see them in a display unit in my living room.
So who is this character. Grimlock? Here is what I found on the Internet: "Grimlock is the name of three frictional characters in the Transformers universe. Grimlock, the most fearsome and powerful member of the Dinobots, is never happier than in battle. He is a valiant warrior whose actions command respect from all who are witness to them, both friend and foe. One of his most distinguishing features is his famous speech impediment, which leads him to shorten sentences and refer to himself constantly as "Me", never "I" - the reason for this varies from depiction to depiction, with some making it the result of true mental limitations, and others a ruse Grimlock perpetrates to allow others to think of him as less intelligent than he actually is."
Mighty Mouse
Bet you didn't know I was a TV star, right?!?! No lah, just pulling off a fast one, hee hee. Some years back, I signed up for a Yahoo account and "MightyMouse" was what I coined as my user ID. Since then, this nick had stuck with me. Kind of fits me well, especially now that I've three cats - well, just so they know who's the boss (don't under-estimate the underdog), ha ha.

Christ is the Reason for the season!

Christmas literally means the Mass or Celebration of Christ. It commemorates the birth of Jesus Christ about 2000 years ago.

For God himself came in the form of a human being to save us from our sins, so that those who believe will be forgiven of their wrongdoing.

JOY TO THE WORLD!
Joy to the world, the Lord is come!
Let earth receive her King;
Let every heart prepare Him room,
And Heaven and nature sing,
And Heaven and nature sing,
And Heaven, and Heaven, and nature sing.

Joy to the world, the Saviour reigns!
Let men their songs employ;
While fields and floods, rocks, hills and plains,
Repeat the sounding joy,
Repeat the sounding joy,
Repeat, repeat, the sounding joy.

He rules the world with truth and grace,
And makes the nations prove
The glories of His righteousness,
And wonders of His love,
And wonders of His love,
And wonders, wonders, of His love.

Thursday, December 14, 2006

"Tick tock, tick tock..."

Another interesting article that I came across some time back in The Straits Times (13 Nov). I almost must read my papers everyday. Rather than yak about my girls (I mean, cats) and rant/whine on and on about myself, depth and a variety of topics are what I want to cover at the Cove - this is how I see myself keeping up with it.

Back to the article.... Well, before I got married, people with "good intentions" kept asking when I would tie the knot, questioning why I wasn't doing so yet (if I thought I was still young) and so on and so forth. Honestly, I then enjoyed my singlehood thoroughly and wished I had more time to do my own things. I got married two years back (finally, to some people) and I would say I still enjoy a lot of personal space. I'm just as happy being married. I just have enough time to juggle between my job, my keep fit regime, housework, spend time with Grimlock, spend time with my girls, and a little time left for my other miscellaneous pursuits. I don't see how I can cope or fit a baby into my schedule.

And people with "good intentions" have been asking when I plan to have a baby, questioning why I wasn't doing so yet (and again reminding me I'm not that young anymore). Some never fail to ask when we meet up and this gets on my nerves at times. Isn't having a baby something personal? Something that Grimlock and I will look into and "take care of"? I can't be rude and tell the person to please mind his/her own business, right? When I was looking for a job, the same questions popped up too at interviews - employers who are worried that some time down the road, I'll be taking three months of maternity leave. Some of these interviewers are married women themselves, perhaps with family too - shouldn't they be more pro-family?

I've friends who would love to have kids but the stork has yet to bring the good news. And if I were in the same plight, wouldn't the questions add salt to the wound? I make it a point not to ask such questions of my married friends without kids. Maybe some had thought I'm replacing kids with cats. Nope, they are two completely different species - they fulfill different needs in my life and both would qualify as my family on equal standing. I'm definitely child-friendly, don't mind reaching out to carry a baby/child (hopefully the baby/child will be nice to me too) and I love the simplicity and innocence of a child. (Some times, I'm a kid myself too, ha ha.) I'm not going to have a baby just because I ought to or to offload the pressure. I'm going to take my time, and yes, I know I'm not that young - thank you.

Responses from the article:

"I'll Survive!"

Came across this article in Lianhe Zaobao (Sun, 26 Nov):

Cargo workers in England were in for a surprise find when unloading goods. They found a cat that had "sneaked in" from Israel. The cat survived the odds, having spent some 17 days without food and water in the cargo container.

The new owner has named the white cat Ziggy for it has one blue eye and one green eye. According to a trade official, Ziggy had on 31 Oct ran into one of the goods container in a factory in northern Israel. The container was sent to the local harbour port which subsequently was shipped to a nothern port in England. The container was then sent to a warehouse in the west-north area.

When the container was finally open, Ziggy went into hiding for another five hours, possibly triggered by fright. A dish of tuna lured him out. The authorities are trying to locate its rightful owner in Israel.

Sunday, December 03, 2006

Beauties' Parade

I went for the Royal Canin cat show at Chevrons today. Grimlock felt it is always the same cats competing so I went alone. Actually he is right. I just needed to see those lovely cats lah - beautiful, well taken of by their owners and such events are a good way to learn of different breeds.

Once again I conclude that if my Skoda takes part, she stands an excellent chance of being placed among the top three positions. The champion cat for the show's Household category is rather big-sized so if it turns out that the judge has a preference for curves, my Skoda will be a sure-win. What a honour it would be for a beauty queen to be residing at the Cove! (Ah, vainty, vainty, thou art my name!) Beauty aside, I can only think of one obstacle - Skoda is one feisty gal so I dare not imagine if the judge attempts any of the following on her...

Then again, I can't be 100% sure that Skoda will put up a fight. It depends on the "connection"/"chemistry" with her handler and Her Royal Highness' mood. She once exchanged kisses on the lips with a visitor at the Cove - that traitor! Couldn't believe she did that!!

Braun is my next best hope. Underdogs do pull off suprises, don't they? She should score well in terms of temperament but then, she could also end up terrified and give the judges a hard time just as well.

Fine! Mikki is my last bet. I'm gonna watch her physical traits closely and anxiously (ha, ha), and give her lots of human handling.

Alas, MY obstacle will be to get by Grimlock! He is not for sending our cats for such events. So, in the meantime, I'll admire my own cats and continue to oogle at other cats, ha ha. Here are some of the cats at the event:

One of my favourites at the show, an all-black kitten. Wished I could hug him/her!

A Singapura cat!