Decision Rambling

I guess I am at a crossroad again, time to roll the dice…. and well, I need to make a decision and live with it whatever decision I make.

So, this is going to be a rambling post with me rambling on and on about… well, me! If you don’t like it, then just bug off. This is my blog. So I will ramble on with whatever I want to.

Many things have happened at home. Many changes. Lots of push factors. Not a lot of pull factor. Just push.

Most of the times I ask myself, what is it that I want out of life? God is fair. Each of us have our own lives and we get to decide what we want to do and what we want to be. And also to be fair, He gave us 24 hours everyday to do so. It does not matter whether you are the king or some important hotshot…. or a homeless guy bumming around.

And I still do not have an answer to that question.. What is it that I want in life?

I have the chance now to own my own brick and mortar business but do I really want to do it? It is going to take me away from my family during weekends and I don’t think it is worth it. Also, I am wondering whether this is the type of brick and mortar business that I want to be in. What if this is a mistake? It will be a lot of money and effort down the drain. Not to mention a lot of time lost… time spent with my loved ones.

Nothing is worth the time I spend with my loved ones… especially my dear hubby and 2 little rascals who grows up soooo fast! Now they are no longer needy little babies who can’t voice out what they want and needs mummy and daddy to decipher their many different squeals and cries.

I guess I need to prioritize and a balance in my life. Which is more important. And I need to pray a lot to ask myself what is God’s plan for me on this earth?

Decision Rambling

Tough Decisions Ahead Road Sign

 

I guess I am at a crossroad again…. and well, I need to make a decision and live with it whatever decision I make.

So, this is going to be a rambling post with me rambling on and on about… well, me! If you don’t like it, then just bug off. This is my blog. So I will ramble on with whatever I want to.

Many things have happened at home. Many changes. Lots of push factors. Not a lot of pull factor. Just push.

Most of the times I ask myself, what is it that I want out of life? God is fair. Each of us have our own lives and we get to decide what we want to do and what we want to be. And also to be fair, He gave us 24 hours everyday to do so. It does not matter whether you are the king or some important hotshot…. or a homeless guy bumming around.

And I still do not have an answer to that question.. What is it that I want in life?

I have the chance now to own my own brick and mortar business but do I really want to do it?

 

 

My furkid, Dewey…

I’ve always written about my kids… and never about my furkid… strange…. so today’s post is for my furkid… if I calculate correctly, he is 6 years old this year already….

And today out of nowhere, I just felt like trimming my furkid’s fur… Well, the fur around his face is getting long and irritating his eyes. After the bathing and trimming session, I just took these few photographs…

 

And this here below is my favorite picture!!!

 

False sense of security?

What do you think of employing external guards to guard your property?

Recently, some neighbors in my housing estate here has called for a meeting to propose that we share to employ external guards to patrol our area every half an hour in the night. If there are above 50 houses who agree, then the cost will not be very expensive. Only costs RM1 per night. This “need” arises as the cases of theft is on the rise.

But, I am having mixed feelings on this. Why?

First of all, what type of guards could we get for RM1 per night? What qualifications do they have? Ex-policemen? Ex-army? Ex-navy? Or those freshies who just finish SPM and need a part time job? Are they actually trained?

For all we know we might be getting guards of this caliber?

Hehehe… just joking… well, we might get some that looks like this too!

Secondly, would we be able to trust the guards? For all we know, due to their low salary, they might be the ones in cahoots with the thieves, supplying them with information on our habits and letting them know which is the most suitable time to strike? But on the other hand, if we do not opt in but others do, and they are going to be patrolling the area anyway, we could just become the “marked” one… as they do not have the responsibility to “protect” us as we do not opt in but they could still be privy to our habits and lifestyle?

Also, if we do not opt in for this, we were told that even if the patrolling guards see thieves trying to enter our house, they will not bother to raise an alarm or report it? Isn’t that pretty irresponsible for someone in that profession?

We are given a week to think about this. What do you say?

OMG… Did I commit a crime when I was a kid?

Hehe… Confession time…

As I am from Johor and when I was a child and in my teens, I go to school too! And I had been unknowingly committing a crime for 11 years every Monday!!! Hmmm… and so would be many other schoolgoing children now… why?

Well, because we are singing our state anthem every Monday morning during school assembly! Didn’t you realise that?

If my memory serves me right, the song is as follows:
Allah peliharakan Sultan
‘Nugrahkan dia segala kehormatan
Sihat dan ria, kekal dan makmur
Luaskan kuasa, menaungkan kami
Rakyat dipimpini berzaman lagi
Dengan Merdeka bersatu hati
Allah berkati Johor
Allah selamatkan Sultan.

Or maybe the fact that Christians should automatically replace the word “Allah” for “Yesus” when singing the song? Buddhists should replace the word “Kuanima” instead? Wah… then our Sultan would have lots of blessings from Allah, Yesus and Kuanima…. but hold it, since our Sultan is a Muslim, can he get blessings from other “Gods”? Or is that a crime too?

Ooohhh… now I am confused!!! Did I or did I not commit a crime?

Alicewonders is giving away….

Pretty purses/bags!!!

Where can you find them??

Here:

http://apregnantpause.net/2009/11/07/giveaway-pretty-pink-purses/

And I love bags… need I say more?

And I need a pretty handbag because…

I want to stand out
Without shouting out
In a crowd where I am
To show my stand that I am…

A lady of my own
With a pretty bag to show
That I have beauty and brains
And not just an empty-headed dame!