Sunday, My Fun Day
I wish Sunday’s my fun day,
If not, at least my pun day?
Puns are sometimes not fun, is my say,
But it does oft times make my day!
Sunday is my rest day,
Not a paid work day.
Yet I am a maid on Sunday,
Without pay!
Yet, it isn’t my fun day,
Appointments With Mum’s Doctors
I hardly have a chance to sleep in on weekends although I am on a 5 day work week.
Week days, I am up at 5am, in the office by 7am latest and out of office by 9pm, home by 10pm. My routine repeats Mondays to Fridays.
Saturdays, I am up at 6am most times as I have arranged for mum’s or dad’s medical appointments to take place on Saturdays where possible. It is also the day of chores like ironing, laundry, grocery shopping or errands for mum and dad.
Sundays, I need to be up by 6.30am as part time help comes by 7am.
Today was mum’s bloodwork at the clinic.
Next Saturday she has 2 medical appointments. So I need to do a quick act of race car driving to get her from point A to Point B.
If only I had a great sounding car horn!
I will not have time for meals for myself as feeding time for mum and dad is when I dash off to pick groceries whilst I leave them to eat and wait for my return.
Today mum had tissue Thosai with fish curry and tea with milk.
I left her to eat and used the time to grab newspapers for dad and pick up some groceries and takeaway dinner for mum and dad tonight.
I dashed off faster than Dancer or Prancer!
No time even for reservations for self!
I have taken Monday off as mum has 2 medical appointments.
I wonder if the manliest soup can feed a woman too!
I need fooooodd!!
Or I could be like the fish in vodka…yaay!
Happy Friday and weekend ahead.
I am so famished. No lunch and now desperately rummaging for food in my fridge!
A Tie
A fleeing Taliban, desperate for water, was plodding through the Afghan Desert when he saw something far off in the distance.
Hoping to find water, he hurried toward the oasis only to find a Royal Marine selling regimental ties.
The Taliban asked, “Do you have water?”
The soldier replied, “There is no water, the well is dry. Would you like to buy a tie instead? They are only 5 pounds.”
The Taliban shouted, “You idiot infidel! I do not need an over-priced tie.
I need water! I should kill you, but I must find water first!”
“OK,” said the soldier, “It does not matter that you do not want to buy a tie and that you hate me. I will show you that I am bigger than that, and that I am a much better human being than you. If you continue over that hill to the east for about two miles, you will find our Officers Mess. It has all the ice cold water you need.. ”
Cursing him, the Taliban staggered away over the hill.
Several hours later he staggered back, collapsed with dehydration & rasped…
“They won’t let me in without a stupid tie!”
CM’s Food Porn #47 – Much About Shells
CM or Classmate is a regular foodie who scours the earth to find a good sup.
Today he shared his meal of shellfish.
Cockles or local clams are a rarity these days as overharvesting has led to smaller clams in size.
I used to remember seeing large juicy bloody cockles that were sold in the markets.
These days, they are really a quarter of the size.
Eaten after it has been blanched with hot water, the cockle is dipped in a soya bean sauce with chilli.
He then goes on to eat more food before ending the meal with fried rice.
Acts Of Kindness – Around Us
Today was my 3rd bus ride in my life.
Whilst waiting at the bus stop, a man pointed to me to sit in a bucket that was clean. He told me the others were dirty or wet.
He stood. A gentleman indeed.
He left before my bus arrived.
As my bus arrived I took my seat.
3 stops on, I saw an act of kindness by the bus captain who waited patiently for a commuter to rummage through her wallet to find her bus card. She was nonchalant about who she is inconveniencing.
The traffic lights changed 3 times before she found her bus card to tap her fare on boarding the bus.
The bus captain waited patiently as she looked through the many compartments of her handbag and wallet slots. No grumblings or scoldings or growls!
Yet the lady did not see fit to thank him for his patience nor apologise to us commuters who were delayed by 8 minutes just waiting for her before the bus moved.
I kept my bus card in my jeans pocket as I was mindful to tap in and out.
Lucky no other vehicle tooted the stationary bus to move it.
The other vehicles just drove away.
Guess what? She did the same when alighting! Sheesh! She was not even elderly. She is at most in her late forties, travelling with another lady with a 5 year old.
I laughed when I saw this meme on the internet. The person who posted it, commented that their “town council planning leaves alot to be desired” – so true!
Happy Friday folks. Laugh at my gentle reminder as you hit the pubs or bars or taverns tonight!
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