my ajumma notes

How irritating. People who are definitely not doing the TV nightly reports for the first time in their lives are still calling the Thais 'thighs'. Anyway, why is there just a half-hour report each day? What happened to live telecasts?

I have just learnt that in China, blogspot.com is filtered, i.e., you can't access blogspot blogs in China. Even if you have a blogspot blog. Wow... Have just finished The Man in the Brown Suit by Agatha Christie . Am determined to read the rest of the Colonel Race (do read the link - it's a translated webpage {from French}; if you think those Japanese or Taiwanese translations from English are funny, you will be smiling at this translation - it's really weird) books. First read The Man in the Brown Suit more than 10 years ago and it was still great on re-reading. The other one I want to re-read is They Came to Baghdad .

Congratulations, David Nalbandian, for doing what no one expected. He wasn't even on the original slate for the Shanghai Masters and he ends up with a dream year-end flourish, beating world #1 Roger Federer in the Masters Cup Final. Though it was brought up in both Federer's and Nalbandian's post-match interviews that their matches are always 'close', it is nevertheless a great achievement for Nalbandian, currently ranked #12 and 8th seed in the Shanghai Masters, to beat Federer. I can imagine #2 to #11 are all going green with envy, I believe especially Roddick and Hewitt, who were so unceremoniously routed by Federer in their matches against him in the last year or two. Well, it just goes to show that you never know. And I guess this might be happy news for #2 to #11 too, because it tells them that there is hope yet...

Following my previous 'academic'/historical post , here is a literary one. No, no, nothing I produced, but just my thoughts after finishing The Secret Dreamworld of A Shopaholic (henceforth SDS ) by Sophie Kinsella. I was struck by the striking parallels with Bridget Jones's Diary (BJD) by Helen Fielding, and not having done any PC for nearly 20 years or therabouts, I hereby offer a comparison between the two. First, it appears that BJD is universally acknowledged as the prototype of chick lit . That makes me wonder if SDS was modelled after BJD . Anyway, here goes: Date published BJD: 1996 SDS: 2000 Sequels (is that what books are called too?) BJD: The Edge of Reason SDS: Shopaholic Takes Manhattan, Shopaholic Ties the Knot, Shopaholic and Sister heroine BJD: bumbling Bridget Jones, speaks her mind more than thinks before she speaks, works in publishing house, then becomes broadcast journalist SDS: bumbling Rebecca Bloomwood, speaks her mind more than thinks before sh

Hmmm... the Tennis Masters Cup is turning out to be rather boring. To be fair, it's not because people are not playing properly or anything but more that this is supposed to be the year-end big match-up among the top 8 players in the world but obviously it's not. Only interested in watching Coria , though he is wearing some horrible body-hugging orange tee with shiny black stripes, and Nalbandian . Anyway, Coria is out, having lost 2 matches already, and I'm sure he is going to get creamed by Federer tonight. As I write this, he has lost the first set already. I must, say, though, his wife is beautiful, with her beauty queen looks. Not that that has anything to do with anything... Last night was Gonzalez versus Gaudio and I thought who cares about Gonzalez versus Gaudio, and there was nothing else worth watching so I turned to Channel 55 and guess what, they are showing a re-run of the K serial Jewel in the Palace . As I said before , this is a really slow-moving show. They

Breathed a sigh of relief on behalf of Princess Masako at the recent news that the Japanese government was considering legal changes that would allow for girls to ascend the Chrysanthemum Throne as Empresses. Then, whoa, there was this piece about Prince Tomohito , a cousin of Emperor Akihito and fifth in line for the throne, pouring cold water on the whole idea. His views were echoed by the Foreign Minister, who happens to be his brother-in-law. It seems Prince Tomohito's views are seen as reflecting that of the imperial family. Well, being conservative is one thing, but he seems to be harking back to the rather distant past because one of his alternatives (to allowing females to ascend the throne) is to bring back the practice of taking concubines ! I suppose that would increase the chances of male heirs being produced, but I wonder what his wife (and mother of is 2 daughters) thinks of that suggestion. Before we slam the man, though, I suppose we should understand that he is bu

I'm surprised to learn from the Channel NewsAsia report on the Christmas light-up that 'last year's light-up attracted close to 1.6 million visitors to Singapore'. I can't believe that those 1.6 million people came to here just to look at the lights. Okay, this is an old issue but a letter in the ST Forum today, 'Christmas and God of Fortune don't mix' , set me thinking about it. Without actually going into the religious significance of Christmas, the letter writer pointed out that the God of Fortune hat was inappropriate for Christmas celebrations. Well, I just feel it is weird that people are being wooed to come to secular Singapore to 'celebrate' Christmas. Why should they? What are they supposed to be celebrating? My mother used to say that Baby Jesus was in all likelihood shivering in the cold (not to mention His Mother having to endure travelling from Nazareth to Bethlehem on a donkey while heavily pregnant, and finding 'no room at the

Wow, it's tough being a shopaholic without a salary. I must say, though, that I have successfully kept shopping largely to supermarkets and such this year. Not many real sprees this year, except for a few, e.g. the one at Blum . Yesterday, my friend CK and I were supposed to meet at a clothes shop called Cocoon and then go to the museum. We ended up spending the whole afternoon in Cocoon. Ha ha, us girls will be girls, huh? Well, nowadays we non-tai-tais must be on the lookout for freebies , and Cocoon might be a good place to start. If you need clothes, i.e. They have this rack of 1-for-1 dresses, many of which cost $85. Yes, for $85, you get two dresses! We just tried and tried and tried dress after dress after dress. Incidentally, just before this little shopping spree, I had finally started on Sophie Kinsella's The Secret Dreamworld of A Shopaholic . I'm quite enjoying it. A cute, entertaining book, though there are too many parallels with Bridget Jones. More on that s

Now, friends, after many years of being overaged for essay competitions, the time has come once again for you to pick up your pens. Young People's Action Party Women (YPW) is organising this competition - 'Writing our future: Singapore 2020' for women aged 17-40. The idea is to 'first get young women to think about the future Singapore they live in (the future Singapore they will live in? the future of the Singapore they live in?) , and then be encouraged to take action as they see more clearly how they can play a role.' The prize: 'an opportunity to have dialogues with prominent leaders and thinkers such as Minister for Community Development, Youth and Sports Vivian Balakrishnan; women Members of Parliament such as Minister of State for Finance and Transport Lim Hwee Hua and YPW Advisor Irene Ng; distinguished diplomat Tommy Koh; and the Dean of the Lee Kuan Yew School of Public Policy Kishore Mahbubani.' Come on, come on, get down to it. Very shortly, some

The field for the Tennis Masters Cup : Federer, Nadal, Agassi, Coria, Gaudio, Nalbandian and newbies Davydenko and Ljubicic. I know of at least one secondary school tennis team that's going to Shanghai for their piece of the action. Lucky kids. Lleyton Hewitt and Andy Roddick have withdrawn because of injury. On Lleyton's website, it says 'Lleyton will not play again until 2006 due to injury and impending fatherhood.' Anyway, what happened to the ladies? I thought there was a women's masters tournament last year.

Went for our flu vaccine shots today. Weird experience. It was a 'group outing' of sorts -- 6 adults, including 3 foreign domestic helpers, and 5 kids. I mention the 3 non-Singaporean ladies because it all depends on where you are in this world, doesn't it? Many, back in their homeland, might be susceptible to infection by the virus(es) when the pandemic comes but can ill afford the necessary vaccination and medication. But here they are, these 3 ladies, who have, for whatever reason, found themselves working here, and they are fortunate enough to have the jab. I wonder how many employers there are who are getting their domestic helpers vaccinated. According to WHO , the world is ill-prepared for the impending flu pandemic . That is really scary. Then, there is the 'unknown' quality of H5N1 (avian flu virus). Will it or will it not / when will it mutate into a virus that spreads from human to human? Will we develop a vaccine quickly enough to deal with this strain?

It all began with this tree, felled during a mighty pre-dawn storm: When I saw it, I thought to myself: 'Wah, Singapore the wind so strong one, ah?' People were giving me weird 'Never seen uprooted trees before or what?' kind of looks as I snapped pictures of the poor tree. I also noticed these trees across the road were looking rather autumn-ish. Since I was taking these tree pictures, I decided to take other pictures of trees around these parts. And I also remembered this poem, which I learnt as a song in primary school. TREES by Joyce Kilmer (1886-1918) I think that I shall never see A poem lovely as a tree. A tree whose hungry mouth is prest Against the sweet earth's flowing breast; A tree that looks at God all day, And lifts her leafy arms to pray; A tree that may in summer wear A nest of robins in her hair; Upon whose bosom snow has lain; Who intimately lives with rain. Poems are made by fools like me, But only God can make a tree. Since the summer, winter a