Postprandial Stupor

Saturday lunch:


Bee hoon with mushrooms and eggs.


Postprandial dip followed by postprandial nap (5 hours).


Saturday dinner:


Prawn mee (without prawns) + chocolate mud cake + earl grey tea.


Postprandial dip followed by postprandial nap (13 hours).


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Sunday lunch:


Bee hoon with mushrooms and eggs.


Postprandial dip followed by postprandial nap (3 hours).


Sunday dinner:


Fish (with lemon and herbs) + eggs + fish tofu + tofu + veg on rice + leftover chocolate mud cake + umbrella-shaped cookies.


Postprandial dip followed by postprandial nap (12 hours).


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If the trend continues, I should only need 1 hour post-lunch nap, and 11 hours post-dinner slumber today.


*GRIN*

Smarty Pants

Have you ever forwarded an email, only to be smacked with a response like this?


"Hey, this is old. Had been circulating around about 2 years ago."


That's it.


YOU. ARE. OUT. OF. THE. LOOP. FROM. NOW. ON.


Heh.

Misplaced.

Joy.


Angst.


Embarrassment.


Amusement.


Disturbing.


Nostalgia.


Melancholy.


The spectrum of sentiments as you browse through old rediscovered photos.


And then this:
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Methodically archived, unequivocally emotive, and 5 years forward;
a pact to stay in touch marooned, and mostly, forgotten.


Where are you, people?

Conceivable Crab

So, I've been asked by a couple of friends about this IUI thing.


Without going into too much detail, the steps are as follows (for me at least):


1) period induction via oral tablets.


2) follicle stimulation via subcutaneous injections (for 16 days!).


3) frequent scans to check the size of follicles (in my case, they only found ONE).


4) introduction of lab-prep "swimmers" into the womb through some sort of catheter. (Apparently, MY SUPPLIER was a little too gung ho with THE PRODUCTION, giving well beyond the quantity required. Don't ask me.)


5) more injections to aid presumed pregnancy.


6) wait for pregnancy blood test in two weeks' time.


It's a little bit like IVF except that the egg/s is/are fertilized in utero. With IVF, the eggs are fertilized in the lab.


Now, you might wonder what's wrong with me? How come you cannot conceive "naturally"?


Well, the fact is, I've been diagnosed with PCOS; a condition where my eggs don't mature very well (childish eggs, a friend teasingly calls them). After 7 courses of clomid - a fertility drug that gave me lots of side effects, I've decided enough is enough.


So, here I am....currently at stage 6, and sharing my story with the internet (because I don't have anyone to talk to?). Keep your fingers (and toes) crossed for me, will ya? :P


Ok, so that's that. Let's move on to one of my favorite subjects - food. And guess what? THE CHEF whipped up a surprisingly kick-ass chilli crab dish tonight. Totally blown away because it ACTUALLY tasted like chilli crab. Not just ANY chilli crab but like those you get from along East Coast Rd (at a fraction of the price!). See for yourself! :)

Crab ALIVE.

Crab DEAD.

Thanks to 'Ready-to-Cook Meal Kit for Singapore Chilli Crab Sweet and Spicy Seafood Sauce'! ;)

A Happy Wife = A Happy Life. :P

Now, go clean up all that drool on your keyboard.

You're Not Alone.

"Just the other night,
I thought I heard you cry,
Asking me to come,
And hold you in my arms."


~ M.J.~

In Cahoots

You know you're a golf nut when you ignore all thunderstorm warnings and hit the course anyway, you don't feel bad turning down all dinner invites to play golf; you play another 9 holes after 18 (just because it's not dark yet).

And you know you're are a happy golf nut when your wife does all the above with you, watches golf dvds with you, read all the Golf Digest you borrowed from the library, and is elated when you managed to set up an improvised launch pad in the backyard to practise pitching and chipping.

Yes, the golf widow concedes.

Anyone There?

Inspired by my boss at work....

Pavlova with strawberry yoghurt and blueberries. :)

And no, they're not home-made. Originally, I wanted to get the recipe from her. Then I found out that she just bought the nests and added toppings! So, I was like, hey, I didn't know you could have such delectable "instant" pavlova? Best of all, they're really low-cal (and gluten-free!). Each of these is only less than 100 calories (including the toppings). Not that I'm counting calories but it's always a plus point when you can have worry-free indulgence like that. :)

Anyway, I thought I'd post this up to entice Joe to come home now. He has time to blog but no time to reply to my emails or take my calls. So, Joe, if you want one of these, you'd better get your butt home soon! :-P