Done. Finally.

Mission accomplished. *ear-to-ear grin*

And I am. So. Not. Disappointed.

Completing a fabulous day. Thanks, girls! :))))

It's not the substance, nor the wordings...

... it's whom you are going to tell.

Reading this gal's post, which was apparently inspired by another blog, I was reminded to the conversation that has been taking place between me and my folks since I arrived here.


Thanks to my baby niece for being super cute, I always gush about her in front of my parents, which - in return - will prompt them to say something like, "I know. Isn't it great to have a baby?"


Of course I know where this is heading to. I will reply, "You bet. And it's even greater that while I can play and have fun with her whenever I like, I can also always shout to her mom when she needs some cleaning up." Add the sweet but wicked grin.


"But you won't mind doing it at all for your own baby."


"Yeah. Yet I wouldn't know because I never have one."


"You see," with a deep inhale, "I'm really concerned that you're not with anybody."


The convo comes in various wrappings, but all in similar tune. Take another variation, "I'm so sad thinking that you'll be alone and lonely."

Being lonely is the last thing on my mind. I even feel like I can't have a decent amount of time for myself and with myself.

It IS the topic that never goes exhaustive, simply because both sides - my parents' and mine - can never agree on a certain thing: whether marriage should be put on top of my priority list.

Interesting to note that it is my FATHER who has been repetitive about it. Who ever said moms are the fussy ones? Anyway, my dad keeps trying to convince me that "Berdua Lebih Baik", along the lines of Acha Septriasa.

"I used to be like you," he'd say that. "I thought I was happy enough going solo. Now I can't ever imagine being without your mom."

"Because you are already married," I snapped back. "I've never been. I don't think I'll miss something that never exists to me."

"There you go again the wrong way. Trust me."

I have come to the point where I bluntly told him that marriage is not my top priority. I don't negate it, I don't discount the possibility -- I simply follow where life leads me. That means, if I am not interested in someone, I will not even TRY to like him. On the other hand, if a certain person is not interested in me, I will not bother to drop him a message. Tracy Chapman speaks for me: "But I'm too old to go chasing you around/Wasting my precious energy".

The thing is, his sad expression kills me.

Home Wrecker

Who should take the responsibility of the wreckage of Indonesia's households these days?

In my case: the mosquitoes.

Forget spending quality time with family over dinner, let alone watching television or a movie (DVD for sure!) together. Once we're done with the meals -- as quick as we can -- each of us will disappear into our respective bedrooms. The only places where we will turn on the aircon and spray on Baygon like crazy, obviously health issue isn't our priority. We can't spray it in the living room, since it's the playground for my baby niece. Of course, the baby's room (and her parents') is free of the chemical liquid. Now that's what I call sacrifice: she's fully wrapped to avoid contacts with those tiny bastards, and they will suffer all night :D.