Chairchu's Journey

Me: I can't imagine myself with anyone else. Him: Then don't. --- It's been a whirlwind recently. CNY gatherings, juggling with different projects at work. My mood has been going up and down. Tonight is one of those nights when I feel blessed. Blessed because I am working together with my best friend. Blessed because my husband is so supportive in every way he can, whether it's looking out for my happiness, or literally helping me with my work. I cherish my relationship with everyone around me -- my family, friends, significant other. Sometimes, I give more thought about one aspect more than the other. The eyeshadow incident on 16 Feb triggered me to think more about the importance of choosing the right partner. I used to be doubtful when people said, "You'll know when you meet the right one." But then I met Lenson and I felt that those people were right. I don't know how to express how thankful I am for Lenson but let me just try. H...

"Let me do it," he said. "Forget it," I replied, "Just leave it." "Just let me do something for you," he insisted. --- Besides being my husband, Lenson is also kind of like me personal pharmacist, doctor, best friend, chauffeur, and to top it all off, my finance manager. Today, I seek permission from my finance manager to buy a new eyeshadow palette. Not those atas expensive one from Sephora, but an affordable one from Catrice at Guardian. I've previously bought one to leave it at work (yes I have a makeup pouch at office) and thought it was quite easy to use. My convincing point was that I was going to throw my $3.50 Focallure palette that I have been using for more than a year. Lenson gave the green light so we fumbled around the shelf for that palette colour I wanted. Heng ah, have. After we paid, we chucked the palette into the Watsons bag (we bought a Hiruscar gel because Lenson said his pimple cream was finishing, plus I also ...

Angbaos going out like "shiuw shiuw shiuw"! It kinda feels weird giving out angbaos. To be honest though, I do enjoy the angbao packing. Lenson wanted to do it on his own but I kindly volunteered. LOL. Thought it was more loving and meaningful to do it together at least for the first time. Then I realised, I actually like the process of sorting out the money into stacks and getting them ready, then putting in the money (not the sealing part though). The feeling of being armed with red packets appeals to me too. The amount of money in angbaos from relatives never mattered to me. I still remember how I use to stash the angbaos in a random corner in my room because I was so lazy to open them. For the past few years, Lenson has been opening my angbaos with me for me. Obviously there are lesser angbaos to open this year, but the blessings from the relatives are what truly matter to me. It's totally expected, the cliche questions. Following are some of the answers that ...