Ginger, Bubbles and Fluffy

At dawn on January 2, 2009, Chico gave birth to three lovely tiny kittens. All female kittens.

We name the three-colored one Ginger, while the other two white ones, Bubbles and Fluffy.

Not like some other cats, Chico takes a really good care of them. She bathe them, and hug them while they comfortably sucking for milk. Chico is loving mum.

So, now we have one cat and three kittens in the house. What a party….

Rotten Banana

Every day in you life, you have to make decisions.  From the simplest ‘what time should I wake up this morning’ to things that will affect not only your own life, but also people that you care and love so dearly.  At times, you may not want to be the one making that decision, you let other people decide for you (that’s when you say “terserah…..”).  But I guess, that’s also a decision, a decision that shows either you don’t want to be responsible of what the decision will bring, or you truly have no idea of what exactly you really want.

In any case, deciding to get rid of your rotten bananas is the hardest.  This is what Dr Daniel T Drubin, author of “Letting Go of Your Bananas” says:  getting rid of your stale, rotten, and smelly bananas requires courage and confidence. The reason we need so much courage is that we are literally addicted to our own lifestyles and situations. The best definition I have ever heard for an addiction is: “When you can never have enough of what you really don’t want.” As much as we complain and want a banana-free existence, there is a part of us that just loves our smelly, rotten, and stale lifestyle. Our approach to life is more about settling for the status quo than reaching for the stars.

To advance beyond where you are, you must be prepared to make some very tough decisions and willingly accept the consequences of those decisions. In life, decisions drive behavior, and altered behavior creates altered outcomes. Remember, people who take emotional ownership of their lives win.

Well, honey, I have that one rotten banana in my hand now.  The decision is still to be made, whether I’m going to just get rid of it, period. Or whether I should find ways to transform that rotten banana to a yummy banana cake that you can swallow.  And of course there’s also the last option, the “terserah” option.

Whatever the decision will be, I would like you to know that you, my son, will always be my main concern.  This is simply an instinct that mothers have towards their children: they protect, love, nurture…., unconditionally.

Moving to WordPress

After more than two years blogging with blogger, I’m moving to wordpress.  This is prompted by my office’s sharing session last Friday, and also because I was quite impressed by my colleague’s blog, that is so nicely laid-out in wordpress

 

So, here I am, writing my first entry in my wordpress, while starbucks-ing in Mal Taman Anggrek.  What? Why MTA and not PIM as where I usually go?  Well, these past few weeks, you were so into ice skating, and I believe this is the only place where they have the ice skating rink.

 

And so, while you are happily skating, I’m going to experiment with wordpress.  I heard it could do so many things in a much simpler way.  That is so good news.  You know how confused I often become when it comes to information technology.  But I guess I wasn’t doing too bad, at least I never mistakenly deleted a whole blog like what some people did … J