Auld Lang Syne – Goodbye 2017, Hello 2018

As I bid 2017 farewell, I took stock of my life. 

2017 – have I been naughty? Yup! I fought tooth and nail with my siblings and decided in October 2017, it was best to ex communicate them. It made my life less complicated and me a happier person. I was tired of trying to be nice to an abyss whereby I am never regarded as a sister nor a family member.

I was also naughty in telling off those people whom I found to be false friends. Yes, in our lives we meet heaps of these people. I realized that by giving no end, there is truly no end. Why not give to those who really deserve the time, money or effort. I was stupid to keep giving and being nice. I booted these buggers out, including MR EX.

Mr EX provided laughs. Period! Nothing more. He is not a friend, much less a loved one. He only cares about himself and how to make that extra million – yes, you heard right, not thousands but millions! His greed and appetite for wealth has no bottom and I was not going into that bottomless pit with him! LOL! He is history, discarded as thrash in 2017!

Have I been good? I try!

It is hard to be always being the person that my parents would go to for help or assistance. I become their “go to” guy and I cannot say no despite how busy or tired I am. They have no one else. Their other 2 doggone children are literally dog – gone!

I have not been as active doing charity work as much as I want to. Firstly the economy has not been doing well and donors have scaled back on financing some of my projects. I do not blame them as they must feed self first before they can feed others.

Plus my health plus errands for parents’ renovations of new unit plus move has taken a toll on me.

2017 has been bittersweet.

It was sweet in that I need not be surgically chopped. I was unwell but these were acceptable by my standards, despite the pain.

2017 is bitter as I opened my eyes to see the truths in things.

It was ugly. It was revealing. Worst of all, it hurt knowing that the people I thought as family or good friends were non existent.

As I bid 2017 farewell, I enter 2018 with trepidation. I have more challenges ahead of me and I hope, I will continue to have the tenacity, guts and gore to fight on and keep afloat as no divine intervention would throw me a life buoy!

As for happy moments, I dug deep into my brain to discover that the happy chats exchanged on WordPress with blogger friends kept me going.

I also got job confirmation though I am waiting for formal paperwork. This gave me some pocket money.

I am grateful for the less than 5 friends in my life – these are whom I can call upon for physical help if required.

Happy New Year folks….have a fantastic 2018, filled with good health, good money and most importantly, peace, happiness, joy and safety from silly terrorists. May N Korea’s little man behave and keep his paws off the N button 😀

Meanwhile I am glad to throw 2017 out the ruddy window with all the garbage that came with it.

Maybe yes?

Maybe no?

We’ll see!

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Happy New Year 2018

In less than 3 hours, my lil red dot will ring in 2018!

So here’s wishing all my friends and readers on WordPress, including the administrators of WordPress….

For my friends reading from Hong Kong, Taiwan or China…

For those who are  above 21 years old or seniors…😆

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No matter how I say it…the best way is to say with all my heart….both my inanimate furball Garfield and I wish one and all Happy New Year 2018!

Solutions Not Easily Found – Part 2

🐥Bird’s saga was not a good catch up for anyone, unfortunately.

Her father is at end stage lung cancer and is weighing less than 45kg in weight.

Nightly she has to cope with her father’s coughing and waking up to see to his needs.

Her mum has back pain and she has to do daily massages or rubs for her.

She has to also cope with long work hours that see her leaving office after 8.30pm daily.

The lack of sleep and good rest has made her sickly and she must plod on.

She bemoaned not having any self time as it is work and then home with chores.

Her 2 useless siblings are also non existent and we both commisserated with each other. We were both in the same boat for siblings that we both had ex communicated.

Without sounding wicked we both felt that it would be better for her father to pass quickly as the pain and suffering is too much.

We stopped texting when 🐥Bird reached her train destination station.

I feel for her. 

Keep chin up Bird..🐥all our woes will pass over time!👌

Solutions Not Easily Found – Part 1

I have not been catching up with Bird 🐥and Chicken🐔of late as we have all been busy.

So when I could since I was resting at home, I was deeply saddened.

Chicken as always keeps a positive outlook sharing that her Mum in law aged 85 years is contemplating brain surgery as her “screws” were loose.

She shared that the CEO of in laws *her bro in law* called for an AGM of all shareholders i.e. all children and their spouses.

“It was a match fixer as there was no democracy” she texted. CEO put down his foot and said MIL is opting for operation. All will pay equal shares for hospital bill!

Without surgery MIL will have 2 to 3 years of life left!

Gee! At age 85 years MIL desperately wants to live on and on till 150 years old whereas I was ready to cash in all my chips!

I offered to Chicken that her MIL can have whatever years left of my life for her use. I do not need to live on and on as I don’t wish to. Life is literally a pain to me.

Chicken then shared that her MIL then went to obtain an oracle from the Goddess of Mercy.

She texted a laughing emoji and said that the oracle advised her against going for operation as she would die immediately. This means that surgery will see her die on the table.

I loved Chicken’s outlook of life. To me she has found zen. 

Nothing bothers her as life is factual.

Our texting ended as she reached her train station and said that she will be going for a brisk walk as her work day ended earlier.

I miss Chicken! 

Fruit Cake Recipe Hic…Hic

Fruitcake Recipe

Ingredients:

1 cup water

1 cup sugar

4 large eggs

2 cups candied fruit

1 teaspoon baking soda

1 teaspoon salt

1 cup brown sugar

lemon juice

nuts

1 bottle whiskey (sample the whiskey to check for quality) 

Directions:

1. Take a large bowl. Check the whiskey again – to be sure it is the highest quality, pour one level cup and drink. Repeat. 

2. Turn on the electric mixer, beat one cup of butter in a large fluffy bowl. 

3. Add one teaspoon of sugar and beat again. 

4. Make sure the whiskey is still okay. Cry another tup. 

5. Turn off the mixer. 

6. Break two leggs and add to the bowl and chuck in the cup of candied fruit.

7. Mix on the turner. If the fried druit gets stuck in the beaterers, pry it loose with a drewscriver. 

8. Sample the whiskey to check for tonsisticity. 

9. Next, sift two cups of salt. Or something. Who cares?

10. Check the whiskey. 

11. Now sift the lemon juice and strain your nuts. 

12. Add one table. Spoon. Of sugar or something. Whatever you can find.

13. Grease the oven. 

14. Turn the cake tin to 350 degrees. Don’t forget to beat off the turner.

15. Throw the bowl out of the window, check the whiskey again and go to bed.

Enjoy!

P.S. By now you would know this isn’t an actual recipe ha ha😂

Shanghai Beach Sung In Western Classical Style

A classical twist to a beautifully rendered Cantonese song…Shanghai Beach.

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I hope you will enjoy it as much as I did😊

Extravagant – One Word Prompt

Christmas is a festivity of extravagance to me.

Christmas has become comnercialised as presents become “what one, wants” and not “what one, needs.”

Christmas used to be gifts of values that is akin to “the thought that counts.” This is quite dead!

Try giving presents such as a handmade whittling out of a stick gift.

The giver may have spent hours painstakingly carving a hand made woodcraft but the look of a person receiving an iphone X versus the handmade craft is way off!

Givers do not want to lose out and so they buy extravagant gifts to compete for affection or I call it that 2 second look.

This year, I stopped giving gifts since my siblings no longer exist in my heart.

I used to buy extravagant gifts to “buy” their “love” but realised how foolish I was; as no amount of hundreds of dollars spent on them would make them appreciate me. I do not even get a 2 second thanks.

I bought boxes of After Eight Dinner Mints for my nurses, emoji keyrings and wines for my doctors. They gave me more care and love😆 and enjoyed their gifts. I enjoyed giving them a thought and they appreciated me for it.

Call me old fashioned…but Christmas is another day whereby I am reminded of unpleasant things.

And I don’t even have snow to cheer me up. Bah humbug!

Aah well 2 more days of meds left…I will be so glad when my 17 days of antibiotics end.

Die you darn germs….die!!!

Poor Garfield did not get a new set of clothes either😲

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