My nephew is four and I think he's adorable!
me: OK, how about I'm Batman and you're Robin?
him: ughmmm....how about you're Catwoman and I'm Batman?
me: How about I'm Batman and you're Catwoman?
him: How about I'm a boy and you're a girl?
He won. Hands down!
September 17, 2012
December 22, 2011
I've coined a new word: Dem-minar
That's right, Demo + Seminar = Demminar!!!
I accidentally coined this word while I was having dinner with a! She laughed when I said it by mistake and encouraged that I use it, so I give her half the credit for this new word!
So there you have it, you heard it first from me! Demminar! Now go and spread it around! I think it has great potential AND it's effective!!!!!!!!
Happy Holidays!
That's right, Demo + Seminar = Demminar!!!
I accidentally coined this word while I was having dinner with a! She laughed when I said it by mistake and encouraged that I use it, so I give her half the credit for this new word!
So there you have it, you heard it first from me! Demminar! Now go and spread it around! I think it has great potential AND it's effective!!!!!!!!
Happy Holidays!
April 11, 2011
Stopping at a Red light
I was one traffic light from home after spending some quality time with my little munchkins (nephews) last night. Foot firmly on the brakes, I indulged myself in some head bopping music on the radio when I realized that the car to my left had a passenger half way out the rear passenger window, making faces my way with his tongue hanging out. The boy was perhaps 13-15 years old. I decided not to make eye contact and kept my eyes on the traffic light that was still red, but then to my surprise, I saw two police cars right behind me. Yikes, was I speeding earlier?, I thought to myself.
The light turned green and I slowly accelerated. The police flashed its lights as soon as we passed the intersection and with one quick ring of their siren, the idiots in the SUV were pulled over! :D
Moral of the story? Stupidity never goes unpunished!
I was one traffic light from home after spending some quality time with my little munchkins (nephews) last night. Foot firmly on the brakes, I indulged myself in some head bopping music on the radio when I realized that the car to my left had a passenger half way out the rear passenger window, making faces my way with his tongue hanging out. The boy was perhaps 13-15 years old. I decided not to make eye contact and kept my eyes on the traffic light that was still red, but then to my surprise, I saw two police cars right behind me. Yikes, was I speeding earlier?, I thought to myself.
The light turned green and I slowly accelerated. The police flashed its lights as soon as we passed the intersection and with one quick ring of their siren, the idiots in the SUV were pulled over! :D
Moral of the story? Stupidity never goes unpunished!
April 06, 2011
Do you think God will give me that boat if I prayed long enough?
This was what the unfortunate man said when I approached him with the intention of offering him my leftover pizza from lunch. My heart broke a little after hearing what he said.
"Would you like some pizza?" I asked. He told me he didn't want to impose nor did he want to take anything that I was going to have for myself. I should point out that I live by the water and there were many boats docked by the harbour and he pointed at the largest and prettiest one.
He accepted my pizza and I walked on, but I didn't get very far until I decided to turn back. He had an effect on me. Perhaps it was because he was very polite, or maybe it was because he didn't ask for anything, whatever it was, I turned back to speak with him. He briefly shared his life story with me and my heart broke a little more. Life works in funny ways, not that I had forgotten to be thankful for my life, but I think I had grown a little tired and exhausted with many things.
I digress.
This unfortunate man, in my opinion, was to himself a fortunate man. His perspective on life is not something that I regularely contempt. To me, he was a man who was expecting his first child with his wife when he suffered an aneurysm at work. Though he has no recollection of what had happened, the incident had left him in a coma, which he, luckily, recovered from after a week. He was unable to return to work afterwards, and his wife left him shortly after their daughter was born. His wife remarried, asked him to sign a piece of paper, took their daughter to the states and he had not seen his daughter since. That was 5 years ago...
To me, that's a devastating story, but to him, in spite of what had happened, he is thankful that he's alive today, he was able to see the birth of his daugther and that with hard work, he will see his daughter again.
I left out many details as to not bore you, but really, what's more important in life, to be rich in spirit or to be rich in assets? I probably am not making much sense...but I was impacted by my meeting with this person and his story deserves to be documented (even in this small way)...
This was what the unfortunate man said when I approached him with the intention of offering him my leftover pizza from lunch. My heart broke a little after hearing what he said.
"Would you like some pizza?" I asked. He told me he didn't want to impose nor did he want to take anything that I was going to have for myself. I should point out that I live by the water and there were many boats docked by the harbour and he pointed at the largest and prettiest one.
He accepted my pizza and I walked on, but I didn't get very far until I decided to turn back. He had an effect on me. Perhaps it was because he was very polite, or maybe it was because he didn't ask for anything, whatever it was, I turned back to speak with him. He briefly shared his life story with me and my heart broke a little more. Life works in funny ways, not that I had forgotten to be thankful for my life, but I think I had grown a little tired and exhausted with many things.
I digress.
This unfortunate man, in my opinion, was to himself a fortunate man. His perspective on life is not something that I regularely contempt. To me, he was a man who was expecting his first child with his wife when he suffered an aneurysm at work. Though he has no recollection of what had happened, the incident had left him in a coma, which he, luckily, recovered from after a week. He was unable to return to work afterwards, and his wife left him shortly after their daughter was born. His wife remarried, asked him to sign a piece of paper, took their daughter to the states and he had not seen his daughter since. That was 5 years ago...
To me, that's a devastating story, but to him, in spite of what had happened, he is thankful that he's alive today, he was able to see the birth of his daugther and that with hard work, he will see his daughter again.
I left out many details as to not bore you, but really, what's more important in life, to be rich in spirit or to be rich in assets? I probably am not making much sense...but I was impacted by my meeting with this person and his story deserves to be documented (even in this small way)...
March 15, 2011
Too Old to Blog?
At what point am I considered lame for putting my thoughts out there for the world to read? (Not that the world reads this, because if that were the case, I'd probably quit my day job and IPO justLiz.com) That's right, I would sell-out in a heartbeat! :) There is nothing wrong with heading into early retirement and travel selected parts of the world (I say selected due to geopolitical, radio-, and seismic activity in certain regions of the world.)
I digress.
If I find my own cyber babble amusing, then I guess I shall blog on....blogs are, afterall, about personal expression, right?
At what point am I considered lame for putting my thoughts out there for the world to read? (Not that the world reads this, because if that were the case, I'd probably quit my day job and IPO justLiz.com) That's right, I would sell-out in a heartbeat! :) There is nothing wrong with heading into early retirement and travel selected parts of the world (I say selected due to geopolitical, radio-, and seismic activity in certain regions of the world.)
I digress.
If I find my own cyber babble amusing, then I guess I shall blog on....blogs are, afterall, about personal expression, right?
January 18, 2011
Evolution of Me
Q: What would my life be like without an inner monologue?
A: A lot of pissed of people around me.
Resolution: Keep the inner monologue.
Q: Would the quality of my mental health improve with a bit more open-ness?
A: I'm a little undecided on that one. I did a little experiment with it and learned that in opening up a "bit", I exerted 2x as much effort in containing my own emotions.
Resolution: Keep my mouth shut and deal with it. Mental tallying has worked so far, why mess with a well oiled machine.
Q: So what IS the evolution of me?
A: I reflected, experimented and decided my old way was the best way.
Sorry for wasting your time, BUT that is the purpose of your visit here, so You're Welcome!
Q: What would my life be like without an inner monologue?
A: A lot of pissed of people around me.
Resolution: Keep the inner monologue.
Q: Would the quality of my mental health improve with a bit more open-ness?
A: I'm a little undecided on that one. I did a little experiment with it and learned that in opening up a "bit", I exerted 2x as much effort in containing my own emotions.
Resolution: Keep my mouth shut and deal with it. Mental tallying has worked so far, why mess with a well oiled machine.
Q: So what IS the evolution of me?
A: I reflected, experimented and decided my old way was the best way.
Sorry for wasting your time, BUT that is the purpose of your visit here, so You're Welcome!
October 18, 2010
Re-igniting love for the old.
I pulled on a pair of old jeans this weekend and I COULD NOT believe how comfortable and soft they were! It's been awhile since I've felt so comfortable in a pair of jeans, sure they were a bit worn, colours have also faded but they felt WONDERFUL on and I thought they looked pretty good too.
So yesterday whilst prancing around (that's right, PRANCING!) in my comfy pair of denim, I also put on some old tunes by Maroon 5. I still love the CD "Songs about Jane". Nothing beats a Sunday afternoon at home, prancing around in comfy denim while shamelessly singing "This love has taken its toll on me, she said Goodbye too many times before...".
:) I encourage you to try! It's good for the soul!
I pulled on a pair of old jeans this weekend and I COULD NOT believe how comfortable and soft they were! It's been awhile since I've felt so comfortable in a pair of jeans, sure they were a bit worn, colours have also faded but they felt WONDERFUL on and I thought they looked pretty good too.
So yesterday whilst prancing around (that's right, PRANCING!) in my comfy pair of denim, I also put on some old tunes by Maroon 5. I still love the CD "Songs about Jane". Nothing beats a Sunday afternoon at home, prancing around in comfy denim while shamelessly singing "This love has taken its toll on me, she said Goodbye too many times before...".
:) I encourage you to try! It's good for the soul!