Hmm.

There was a black out last week. Its my body. Not the lights.

The husband lasted from Pasir Ris to Boon Lay when the batt level shows a thin red stripe. I wonder if my husband knew I needed him at that moment.. or Ipod's batt power is really UP THERE.

Lectured gramps for the 9876543210th time this morning for blowing his nose into the sink where I wash my vegetables. He is unhappy. I do not care. I am not having his snot for dinner and that's that.

Snot in the toilet sink. Food in the kitchen sink. Which one of that does he not understand? And its the 9876543210th time I'm repeating myself.

I have learnt to cope with him sneezing all over me.

The same tolerance is not going to happen for eating snot.

Never.