A self-reliant ickle one Dear all,Thanks for all the concerned messages - My Wordpress.com blog has indeed been deleted as I have now migrated to my very own space at Wordpress.org. So I'm completely self-hosted now!You'll still be able to catch our capers at http://ickleoriental.net. No more moving for me no more so don't worry!See you there! You should check out Roscocam :)Sincerely,Janice migrating..... Hi all,I've migrated this site to Wordpress.J xPS: LJ friends, I'm still reading and commenting! Please don't remove me from your lists! por you the birthday galWhen a friend's birthday comes by, sometimes you just feel like celebrating.The first time I ever heard Mel's voice, it wasn't in the best of life's circumstances. But you know, you suddenly realize you've become part of a person's history and vice versa and time just draws you closer. It's nice to really be friends with a good friend's wife. Ran, you got yourself a keeper :)eet was a magical dinnerand then there was the surprise!hubba and chancho were crucialnobody puts baby in the cornermore friends pop up for the surprise!and provide fantastic picture taking services!some of us just can't help goofing aroundor get all girly about thingsHappy birthday, Meow. What a lovely night it was too! I'm so glad you enjoyed yourself!** Black top from Loef dedicated to g Do you have the time to listen to my whineabout nothing and everything all at once?I am one of those melodramatic foolsneurotic to the bone no doubt about it.Sometimes I give myself the creepsSometimes my mind plays tricks on meIt all keeps adding upI think I'm cracking upAm I just paranoid?Am I just stoned?:P weekend snappies magic ball rubywalkiessally's getting well quick!snuggled with my teddy update on little sally Sally (aka fatty catty) went for her op this morning and is now resting. They removed two bits of fatty tissue which were sitting in some unnatural pockets in her tummy - a result of an tear of some sort. She's basically fine now but she's very sleepy and grouchy from the medication, which is totally understandable. Rosco is being such a darling. He's so caring and gentle around her, and I have no doubt in my mind that he knows that she's not feeling comfortable. Sigh, my babies.I'm just so glad it was fat and that was all it was. dreaming of the trail... photo by angela he's a poet and i didn't know it J: Do you love me?A: Yes.J: How much?A: In spades.:) blu bike Gracie's brother-in-law loves playing with Blu Tack so on the off chance that he'd do it, I asked if he'd do me bicycle.And he did!Check out the rest of his creations here. overgrown knolls and soft grass patches It was such a hot day today!Our ride was supposed to be a simple roll down from G and J's home to Tampines, a couple of loops around the knolls and then back to casa Cheong. The trail is so incredibly overgrown at the moment and it was disappointing not to be able to coast the wooden berm today. That trail never ceases to amaze me. How can something not-as-technical take so much more wind out of you? I just don't get it. On whim, I decided to accompany the blursotong on her journey home to the West. I thought it'd be fun to catch up with a friend whilst doing an easy spin back home. It probably wouldn't have killed us so had we paid more attention to the roads in the first part of our ride. We poodled down the wrong way of the park connector for quite some time before realizing we had to turn back, so Tampines sucked us up into its bermuda triangle for a good extra hour. With absolutely NO shade along the way, we peddled on. And by the time we got to East Coast Park, we were thoroughly dehydrated and spent. Much guzzling of coconut water ensued before we caved and called a Maxicab to take us both home. Lose. But seriously, the heat! I am back to being a tapir.... But it's ok. I'm friends with a python :)clear blue skiesbiker chicksforest rampgrass patch lovegrace tells us about her zithot and tiredjourney home with the blursotongheat woesnot enough drink at the skate park Sometimes all you need is a walk to put things in perspective... my adventure boysThis photograph made me smile. My two adventure boys watching the bikes whizz by....Fixed my layout and figured I'd change the header as well. Took this picture quite recently and thought it would make a great header coz it captured all my favourite things. Bicycles, cameras, trees, Hubba.... I likey :)Speaking of bicycles, I'm really looking forward to riding tomorrow! Please don't rain! my fatty catty, yeast addictions (not infections) and losing my layers I'm not really fancying this layout at the moment but my itchy fingers clicked on the wrong tab the other day and I ended up losing my layers. Unfortunately the busy schedule at the moment means I can't rectify anything so I'll just have to make do with this for now. my little tubsIn other news, my little Sally is officially obese. She shocked us all with a lump appearing on her tummy out of nowhere and I cried when I thought about how young she was and why she was having problems so early on in her little life. She's my baby, after all. I am so relieved! It's just some fatty tissue! A little concerned but tickled about her procedure on Tuesday though - It's like she's going for liposuction or something! I am absolutely addicted to the bread from Mama's Bakery at Novena Square. I have never been much of a bread person but I must say Japanese bread from this place makes me want to curl up into a small happy ball and cuddle my cheese loaf to bed. Everything in the bakery makes me happy! From the chocolate bowl to the apple and chocolate buns... Everything. I've been having one muther of a week but being there for a quick lunch with Hoo Hoo today made me very, very happy. How is your week going? something to remember Fear less, hope moreEat less, chew moreWhine less, breathe moreTalk less, say moreLove moreAnd all good things will be yours in one minute, in one take 28 Days LaterKill Bill 1 & 2Wall-EThe Shawshank RedemptionJerry MaguireHome Alone walkies Squeezing in a quick walk with my family after a busy day... The perfect way to unwind.quiet time on the trailquieten the mind & brightens my daymy fuzziesignore my chubsness.. look at the boy's happy face! september roundup - fowtow spam home study sessionsbest bud timesdimple dollmoments with dirtsotong catch-upsbro visitstrail walkscar washdoggy chillin'trophy momentswunder baby boomzroadie momentsdog run comedysally sweetnessbig teddy hugssleep something to cheer you up on a blue humpday I'm now officially a fan of Pomplamoose! down memory lane... again Thanks to ives_gracie's pictures on Facebook, I've just been catapulted back through time. There's a lot I miss. My friends, the places, the memories... The seasons, the people... It's too much. Sometimes, it's really too much.I couldn't help but take a visual trip down memory lane just two years back... Gosh, I look so young, bright-eyed and bushy tailed.SO much has changed! Ha.leaving edi and headed southi look so young!passing leedsthe tubeby the thamesi loved these skieswith my girlsroaming with becky and hubbabecky and i sit on the parkinson steps... for ol' times sakecold but happyHow I wish I could go back.... been awhile since the doggies had a mini-shoot... Sally and Mr TurtleBaby EyesHappy BabiesGood BoyCome on, MummyGreat spending time with them :)Posted via LiveJournal.app. fixed at my speed Finally, Hubba and I are the same speed on the trail! I still couldn't keep up with him on a singlespeed but now that he's riding fixed, even his descents are slower. And here I was worrying about his safety on the bike... I was the one who took the fall today. A really daft one at that. Pah. Gotta love a good bruise.One lap really isn't enough.Posted via LiveJournal.app. it's been so long hello, we need to be friends againPosted via LiveJournal.app. be safe, be identified I know I'm a little slow on the uptake with this but I never really thought or knew that I might need one till now. Yesterday, Hubba came home and gave me my very own ID Band bracelet which he had made me. The idea of the bracelet is so that your loved ones would have peace of mind that you'd be taken care of and your loved ones can be contacted in times of emergency. He wants me to wear it everytime I ride or do any kind of sports without him present.One can argue that it's all a bit morbid but although it's just a piece of rubber you wear around your wrist, I suppose it's all part of staying safe and addressing the concerns of someone who loves you.Have you got one? starfish on the track nice one, meow!Posted via LiveJournal.app. eff wan kwali fie urs comfy dress from LoefWhen the husband first talked about going to see the F1 quite a few months ago, I wasn't all that psyched. Let's face it - I'm not all that into cars or the race. But the way he talked about it all touched me last year and the fact that he had bought me memorabilia just because he wished I were there really touched me. He wanted me there - his best mate - to experience it with him.Last year, I had missed pretty much all of the qualifiers because I was away for work. I got back just in time to get to Balaclava to catch the race on ESPN in front of the bar, whilst listening to the ruckus outside. This year, I was all geared up for an afternoon of the outdoors, noise and cars. I had in my bag: - iPhone for entertainment- Mophie Juice Pack Air for charging purposes- Nokia E66 for mobile usage (to prevent unnecessary batt suckage)- Rain shell for wet weather programme- Hat for rain or shine- Sunnies for eye protection- Earplugs for ear protection- Deodorant for smelly pit situation (pun intended)- Disinfectant for grubby hands situation- Glasses to see- Sweets to snack- Wallet & PassI thought I was all set! But after leaving the JCD girls at the suite, watching the cars whizz by at the grandstand was almost boring me to tears. I put my earphones in and turned Muse up. Hubba enjoyed the music too. my life, you electrify my life...VROOMZ :PTomorrow should prove interesting though. After a call from Ron and a message from Minh, I now have the following app installed on my iPhone and I'm all ready to go! This is going to make watching from the grandstand not as senseless!Should be fun! Mon, 21 Sep 2009 03:49:58 GMT OMG, posted especially for woollendrums:Would you like an earwig, Hugo? :) my mental strength the towing, circa '03They always say you can do anything if you set your mind to it.And they're right, you know. I'm a big believer and evangelist of this very statement. Sometimes when you really think there's no way you can go on - whatever the situation may be - you find yourself being able to push through the NO and more often than not, you end up really surprising yourself. One thing I love about my husband is how he's constantly reminded me of this when I've hit hard times. And I don't just mean mentally and emotionally, but physically as well. Six years ago he towed me up a mountain. Today, he still tows me along with a super tough-assed invisible rope. Hubba - he's my secret weapon.After 50kms on the bike in Desaru yesterday, I felt like I was DONE. My legs were tired, my mind was a blank. I wondered why on earth I was out there. Everyone around me seemed so fresh and here I was trying to attempt a 100km ride without having been on the road saddle for over four months. I couldn't help but think about whether or not I ought to look around for cabs to get me back to the ferry terminal. Hann Sern fed me a chocolate power bar but the energy just didn't seem to be coming back.I hear a voice. It's Hubba telling me to spin slowly and sit in his draft whilst he chats to Matt. So there I am, silently peddling away and trying not to think about how much time needs to go by before I get back to our start point. I focus on nothing but Hubba's rear hub in front of me, amidst the spinning wheel on wet road. Stuff flicks up on my face from the road. I don't care at this point - I just need to move.Suddenly I find that I'm at speeds I've been at before during team time trials and my mind is boggled. Ignore all that, Janice! Concentrate on getting back. Speed does NOT matter during this ride. Keep it constant, ignore the pain. My lower back twinges and my thighs and calves are close to cramping, but I keep constant and focused... Almost all the way. We started right at the back but pass almost everyone in front of us, save for the fast crew in the front. When I see the ferry terminal, I practically jump off my bike for joy! How on earth did I get back in one piece?!Another moment of revelation: Once you set your mind to it, there's nothing that can stop you. I need to remind myself of this more often. I'm so glad someone helps me remember :) Because Every Team Needs The 12th Man Are you an adidas football fan?Do you support Liverpool FC, Chelsea FC, Real Madrid, AC Milan or Bayern Munich?Well, if you said yes to both of the above - You're in luck. We're searching for 5 definitive fans across South East Asia and when we find them, we'll fly them each out to Anfield, Stamford Bridge, San Siro, Santiago Bernabeu and Allianz Arena to watch their favourite teams in action!They get to bring a friend, of course.So what are you waiting for - Have you got what it takes to be the 12th Man? :) so what The official video cracks me up:I still love Pink! 2 Girls, 1 Yacht :P If there's one thing Chetz and I do more than anything else in the world, it's talk. I guess it comes from a long history of 'lights off' moments at night, when our parents had already tucked us in and our brother had brushed his teeth and grunted his way past our room. All would be dark and I would yak at her about building a fortress with my pillow and how well I'd done it that night. Sometimes she'd tell me about how funny her friends had been or about a boy she liked. There was always something to say - although she'd always be the first one to drop off to sleep, leaving me awake and babbling to myself.I've pretty much been babbling to my sister from the day I was born, plainly 'coz we've always shared a room. Right up till the day she up and left for Oxford and left me sobbing pathetically at the airport. It felt like someone had ripped part of me away and every night before bed, I'd open her empty closet and stare at the space where her belongings once were. I have a shoebox of 'Pigs in Wigs' cards which she wrote me whilst she was gone. I grew up without her and became my own person. I stepped out of her magnificent shadow and the light felt alright. But still, I missed her. And I guess in those silly inane ways, I still do - especially since we no longer share a room.So it's times like our trip to Absolute Sanctuary when I get to be the little pest again. I do things to bug her like mess up her toiletries and bounce on her bed when she's all comfortable. I can really be a best pest!On one of our last days, Claire had arranged for us to go on a private sunset cruise on a yacht. I'd never been on a yacht before so obviously I was really excited - It just sounded so hoity toity. And who best to do it with than my posh nosh sissypoos?the beauty of the seasparkling wine and snacks at sunsetI thought of how my poor sea-sick Hubba would feelwe watched the sunsetshe realized how much fun she was havingand we did our usual sisterly chinwagIt was nice. We should do this sisterly thing more often :)Read about Chetz's account here. sandy sally gets a bath Posted via LiveJournal.app.