February 11, 2011
Sleep is just never enough even when Spud has started sleeping through the night since she was slightly less than 4 months old. While it is great that we can now get about a maximum of 7 and a half hours sleep with hardly any interruptions on most nights, the sleep we get is just not enough.
We still wake up in the morning feeling extremely exhausted, eyes heavy, and body limp. It takes a lot of effort just to reel ourselves reluctantly out of bed to retrieve the little imp from her room who is wide awake at 6 am in the morning and all ready to play.
Sometimes, I think I feel more tired now than I was when we had to wake up several times a night to feed Spud. I put the blame on severe sleep debt – a classic case of new parents who, over time just could not get sufficient sleep. Judging by how it goes so far, I reckon it will take more than just a few days of good night’s sleep to pay back the sleep-debt I incur after months of sleep deprivation.
Ahhhhh! How I miss those times when I can just sleep till after mid-day and do absolutely nothing while lying in bed even when I’m awake, and only to fall back to sleep again. I miss those early mornings when after opening my eyes, I realised that it is not even 8 am yet, and I can just turn over, pull up the blanket, throw a pillow over my head, turned off the alarm and snuggled in next to Silver Bullet and snoozed away for a few more hours in bliss over the weekends.
These days, I can only dream of being able to sleep in. If I dream at all, that is; since most nights, I am almost completely dead to the world if the baby monitor does not show any signs of beeping.
February 11, 2011
An interesting piece of research comparing love in the internet age in Asia.
Looks like we Singaporeans are quite the advocate of “can do (things) but just don’t get caught!” mentality given that, at 4%, respondents in Singapore were one of the least often caught when it comes to sending sexy emails at work.
Sneaky, sneaky bunch, eh!
February 10, 2011
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Make no mistake – this is no children’s book despite its kiddy sounding title and illustrations.
Where do I begin?
Apart from the fact that this book is essentially a collection of short stories, it is also a type of book I cannot even begin to describe to anyone. The bestiary characters in this book are so humanised such that it feels as if you are reading an R-rated fable-like tales of animals sporting atypical human trait. It is extremely quirky, yet entertaining and hilarious at the same time. You have no idea how many times I burst out laughing out loud while reading it just before bedtime, startling Silver Bullet, making him wonder what has gotten into me(And I cannot quite explain to him why!)
Every story has a depiction of different animals. It was written in such a way that it has an underlying undertone which we humans can so easily identify with…except that it was all captured in a context of animals in and of the wilderness. [Imagine a sycophantic Baboon hairdresser gossiping to a very disengaged cat (his client ) about a dog (his client and friend) so as to make conversation, and at the same time spread some gossips.]
It is a great book and wickedly funny. You just got to have to read it to “get it”. It’s a riot!