What a pain in the bottom this diagnosis is! I mean it literally. I first got the diagnosis that my cholesterol is extremely high a couple of weeks ago and I have been advised that I should make consistent and concentrated effort to watch my diet and/or exercise more to reduce the chances of me dying in the near future from anything like a heart attack to a stroke.
The King's cholesterol is also high but not as high as mine. My nice doc explained that this is mostly hereditary and watching my diet will help but not in the long run - ultimately i will probably go on pills to control this cholesterol thingy.
Upon the diagnosis of my certain death (maybe in the near future...but then again maybe NOT) I began to check on what i could and could not eat. And as i suspected...i would be better off mowing the lawn of my garden for every meal. I mean - all the foods they stated as being good for my health do not appeal to me. Someone said to me - all good tasting food in Asia is a sin in cholestrol and i agree. It' gonna be a tough fight - what with me born and bred in Asia with Asian food i think it's a definite TOK on the diet side.
So i got to thinking about my own mortality - knowing that i may drop dead within the next ten years was sombering. I wondered to what age would be a good age to die? 50s? 60s? 70s? 80s?
If you had asked me this question 5 years ago - i would've said 60s. But then i was young and brash and felt totally invincible (living life to the max - according to my standards) and so would die with no regrets. Also i thought if one died earlier, you would have never been presented with an opportunity to decline offers of different experiences had you live longer - adds to the dying without regret as IGNORANCE IS BLISS!
Now...I would probably say 70s would be a good time to go...by then you would be sicken by what the world has become, how the younger generation have changed to keep up (not necessarily for the better) and how you probably will not be able to do most simple bodily functions with some aid. So yeah...I think 70s....
5 years down the road i may want my mortality extended - who bloody knows? I can't predict nor demand my longevity. But i can certainly command my future and everything in between.
So back to the issue on food. I figured - if you need to eat well you usually have to pay quite a fair amount for good healthy food which of course will aid in lowering my cholesterol and ultimately enabling me to live a longer but not necessarily happier (no more tasty food!!) and definitely poorer (spent all my money on "good" food!!) whilst the people that do not concern themselves with cholesterols levels etc will eat yummy food and a great time, save lots of money to go on holidays and die young but happy?! Twisted isn't it? The solution from Queen Mother - everything in moderation!! Balance!!
So in an effort to balance my diet without any drastic changes to food choices (only drastic in food consumption frequency - cannot eat my nasi lemak as often as i want:() I have been incorporating more greenies in my diet. This increases the amount of roughage going into my sytem (one way) which will generally lead to more frequent visits to the little girls' room for big business aka doing the A-bomb aka baking a mud cake aka growing a tail. But whatever pet name you have for this process there is only one for sure on my mind that that this is LITERALLY A PAIN in my BOTTOM!!
~Queen Bubbles~
Thursday 23 August 2007
Sleepless in Sepakat
I currently look like an owl. When i say this i mean tat there are similarities between your average owl and me - most striking are the big black eyes. Yup that's right i have serious dark circles not as bad as a panda's but close enough to an owl.
This is partly due to my sleepless state most nights since King Bubbles went away. I miss him but it isn't that that makes me an nocturnal creature. I essentially live in fear of being robbed/assaulted etc in my own home so i sleep lightly and listen for sounds. I end up awake for most part of the night wondering if intruders will kill my loyal subject to get to the loot in the palace. Why am i so paranoid?
Well...it all started with my neighbour claiming that his maid saw an indian fellow on my premise. He claims that she saw him climb over my fence. That's one. Another issue is that my alarm system is broken and has been totally removed for repairs. So now i cannot even see the sensors on the upper floors and will not be able to tell if there is an intruder. Not that i can do much except hide and that makes me worry about my pooches upstairs and this constant worry and paranoia makes me sleepless in Sepakat. Now that my King is climbing some godforsaken hill in tibet with his mates - i have lost my only protector.
My only solution to a good nights' sleep (this is epitomized by my snoring deeply, gurgling saliva or sucking it back in during my down time) is for hubby to return as soon as he can.
So what do i do in my sleepless state? I blog, I read, I sudoku...and eventually my eyelids become heavy and i pray that the fatigue will give me what i desperately need - SLEEP!
Like it is now.So i'm gonna bid my blog adieu till later tonight!!
~Queen Bubbles~
This is partly due to my sleepless state most nights since King Bubbles went away. I miss him but it isn't that that makes me an nocturnal creature. I essentially live in fear of being robbed/assaulted etc in my own home so i sleep lightly and listen for sounds. I end up awake for most part of the night wondering if intruders will kill my loyal subject to get to the loot in the palace. Why am i so paranoid?
Well...it all started with my neighbour claiming that his maid saw an indian fellow on my premise. He claims that she saw him climb over my fence. That's one. Another issue is that my alarm system is broken and has been totally removed for repairs. So now i cannot even see the sensors on the upper floors and will not be able to tell if there is an intruder. Not that i can do much except hide and that makes me worry about my pooches upstairs and this constant worry and paranoia makes me sleepless in Sepakat. Now that my King is climbing some godforsaken hill in tibet with his mates - i have lost my only protector.
My only solution to a good nights' sleep (this is epitomized by my snoring deeply, gurgling saliva or sucking it back in during my down time) is for hubby to return as soon as he can.
So what do i do in my sleepless state? I blog, I read, I sudoku...and eventually my eyelids become heavy and i pray that the fatigue will give me what i desperately need - SLEEP!
Like it is now.So i'm gonna bid my blog adieu till later tonight!!
~Queen Bubbles~
Wednesday 22 August 2007
My Third Quarter Resolution
I think resolutions should not only be made at the new year - that's just silly...I mean what if you felt that your life needed a change...do you have to wait till 31st December of every year before you resolve to make the change? GILA! I think any day or time is good for a resolution and so i make resolutions throughout the year. And though the old saying goes that resolutions are meant to be broken (and i have broken quite a few of my own) - I hope I can stay the course with these Third Quarter ones.
This is what i resolve to do before the year turns into 2008. I wanna get three coffee table books ready. Two will be of my family ( i am considering combining it into one) and the other is of my marine life shots.
I have to decide on a theme for all of them and this will take some time. This particular resolution is important to me as it will be indicative of whether i should go ahead with certain plans. You see, I have had dreams of my own accomplishments for some years now but have never had the courage to get things done or some other priorities would always pop up (at least that's what the coward in me always says to comfort my fears).
SO i resolve to get my ass moving on some smaller projects first - starting with these coffee table books. I plan to take candid as well as planned shots of my family and of my diving travels so that i can get enough pictures to sort through. And the best thing is that it will be completely homemade.
I feel that if i can accomplish my little projects on top of everything else on my plate then i might be ready for going after my dreams on top of everything else on my plate...it may well be wishful thinking but it gives me hope and hope gives me the strength to go through my daily trials.
I am excited by this idea....(to be honest, i am easily excitable) anyway, it's time to call it a day. My big doggies are all asleep outside and my baby Magz is sleeping at my feet snoring away. Ciao till next time...
~Queen Bubbles~
This is what i resolve to do before the year turns into 2008. I wanna get three coffee table books ready. Two will be of my family ( i am considering combining it into one) and the other is of my marine life shots.
I have to decide on a theme for all of them and this will take some time. This particular resolution is important to me as it will be indicative of whether i should go ahead with certain plans. You see, I have had dreams of my own accomplishments for some years now but have never had the courage to get things done or some other priorities would always pop up (at least that's what the coward in me always says to comfort my fears).
SO i resolve to get my ass moving on some smaller projects first - starting with these coffee table books. I plan to take candid as well as planned shots of my family and of my diving travels so that i can get enough pictures to sort through. And the best thing is that it will be completely homemade.
I feel that if i can accomplish my little projects on top of everything else on my plate then i might be ready for going after my dreams on top of everything else on my plate...it may well be wishful thinking but it gives me hope and hope gives me the strength to go through my daily trials.
I am excited by this idea....(to be honest, i am easily excitable) anyway, it's time to call it a day. My big doggies are all asleep outside and my baby Magz is sleeping at my feet snoring away. Ciao till next time...
~Queen Bubbles~
Hailings from My Tibetan King
Today i got a call from His Majesty from the Tibetan Hills. Was a bit worried that i had not heard from him for a while...so the call was timely! :)
Anyway - all is well with the troops. They had some logistical problems like trucks getting stuck in the middle of the river. It all sounds quite horrific! Sleeping in abandoned government building in their sleeping bags...not stopping for food...no water to clean up with...bad food...altitude sickness...
Kinda makes one wonder who in the world would pay money to be put through such a torturous "holiday"
I was inclined to snap a photo of my beautiful king sized bed and send it to them (Nah! I'm not that evil) In all honesty - it sounds like a good adventure and i'm sure that he is having a good although tough time and that by the time he comes home he will be so overjoyed to spend a whole week with his evil pooches that are currently driving me slightly mental! :P
The best news is that he "MIGHT" be back a couple of days earlier. Seems like they will be setting off for KunMing tomorrow and some part of their party went ahead to wait for them in relatively more comfortable settings.
I'm glad that he is doing ok. He says he's lost weight (i'll bet he's lost his cholesterol levels as well!!) but is otherwise fine. As much as i worry i guess i have no option except to take his word that he is alright and will be coming home in one piece, alive but probably a tad thinner...more than enough time to fatten my king up for the slaugther!!
I do miss my King - all of him, the good, the bad, the high cholesterol him - all of him! In the mean time, my loyal but highly mischevious doggies do keep me on my toes and shower me with unconditional love and affection and saliva!!
~Queen Bubbles~
Anyway - all is well with the troops. They had some logistical problems like trucks getting stuck in the middle of the river. It all sounds quite horrific! Sleeping in abandoned government building in their sleeping bags...not stopping for food...no water to clean up with...bad food...altitude sickness...
Kinda makes one wonder who in the world would pay money to be put through such a torturous "holiday"
I was inclined to snap a photo of my beautiful king sized bed and send it to them (Nah! I'm not that evil) In all honesty - it sounds like a good adventure and i'm sure that he is having a good although tough time and that by the time he comes home he will be so overjoyed to spend a whole week with his evil pooches that are currently driving me slightly mental! :P
The best news is that he "MIGHT" be back a couple of days earlier. Seems like they will be setting off for KunMing tomorrow and some part of their party went ahead to wait for them in relatively more comfortable settings.
I'm glad that he is doing ok. He says he's lost weight (i'll bet he's lost his cholesterol levels as well!!) but is otherwise fine. As much as i worry i guess i have no option except to take his word that he is alright and will be coming home in one piece, alive but probably a tad thinner...more than enough time to fatten my king up for the slaugther!!
I do miss my King - all of him, the good, the bad, the high cholesterol him - all of him! In the mean time, my loyal but highly mischevious doggies do keep me on my toes and shower me with unconditional love and affection and saliva!!
~Queen Bubbles~
Sunday 19 August 2007
Dumaguete, Cebu - My solution to a nervous breakdown
Hooray! Hooray! I'm going on holiday! Like all my other holidays - I'll be underwater! Calm, Quiet, Weightless, checking out little critters...
I am in terrible want for a holiday. My last holiday was 4 months ago. And the last holiday ended with the trauma of losing my Sir Poppet for a whole 20 days. So I did not have such good memories! whilst i did plan on going for another break sooner than now, a lot of things sort of cropped up...read my last blogs and of course work did not let up.
anyway, even planning this holiday was a bit of an uncertainty for me. I mean - I've got approval from His Royal highnesses' sage to go but there was the uncertainty of when His Royal highness would return so that my loyal subjects (Sir Poppet, Sir Wolfie and Sir Magz) would have been properly ruled over. This business with royalty - you can't leave your kingdom unless one of us is around is just crazy but necessary.
Since his royal highness says he may be late returning from his venture into Tibet and his plans are all uncertain - it makes it difficult for me to plan my ventures. So after queen mother took her leave of Bubble-dom, i did the boldest thing- I booked my flights. Then i proceeded to book my break with the necessary agents. I figured that His Royal highness should be back by then. If he were to be late in his arrival, I would make arrangements for my knights to be well taken care of till his return. Risky i know - but it was either this or my nervous breakdown (which I'm pretty close to)
After doing the necessary deeds to secure my ventures - i felt bad for leaving my knights as they are always there affectionate, protecting, loving. Then i imagined my venture into the blue waters of Dumaguete, Cebu (Philippines), the taste of salt in my mouth, the feel of sun on my face, the quietness of the ocean, the beauty of its inhabitants and the tropical breeze and sand between my toes.....you get the picture? I did. And i promptly stopped feeling bad.
It may sound like justification but i do believe that if i am stressed out i will not be able to care for my loyal subjects as well as if i was calm and happy. Therefore, in the name of more TLC for my loyal subjects - I am taking a holiday!!! YAY!!!
~Queen Bubbles~
I am in terrible want for a holiday. My last holiday was 4 months ago. And the last holiday ended with the trauma of losing my Sir Poppet for a whole 20 days. So I did not have such good memories! whilst i did plan on going for another break sooner than now, a lot of things sort of cropped up...read my last blogs and of course work did not let up.
anyway, even planning this holiday was a bit of an uncertainty for me. I mean - I've got approval from His Royal highnesses' sage to go but there was the uncertainty of when His Royal highness would return so that my loyal subjects (Sir Poppet, Sir Wolfie and Sir Magz) would have been properly ruled over. This business with royalty - you can't leave your kingdom unless one of us is around is just crazy but necessary.
Since his royal highness says he may be late returning from his venture into Tibet and his plans are all uncertain - it makes it difficult for me to plan my ventures. So after queen mother took her leave of Bubble-dom, i did the boldest thing- I booked my flights. Then i proceeded to book my break with the necessary agents. I figured that His Royal highness should be back by then. If he were to be late in his arrival, I would make arrangements for my knights to be well taken care of till his return. Risky i know - but it was either this or my nervous breakdown (which I'm pretty close to)
After doing the necessary deeds to secure my ventures - i felt bad for leaving my knights as they are always there affectionate, protecting, loving. Then i imagined my venture into the blue waters of Dumaguete, Cebu (Philippines), the taste of salt in my mouth, the feel of sun on my face, the quietness of the ocean, the beauty of its inhabitants and the tropical breeze and sand between my toes.....you get the picture? I did. And i promptly stopped feeling bad.
It may sound like justification but i do believe that if i am stressed out i will not be able to care for my loyal subjects as well as if i was calm and happy. Therefore, in the name of more TLC for my loyal subjects - I am taking a holiday!!! YAY!!!
~Queen Bubbles~
Gone to Tibet
It's been 10 days since King Bubbles went off to Tibet and what a long time that is...considering the second day of his leaving saw me bit by one of my precious doggies. I was more than a little apprehensive of my lord and master leaving me for 3 weeks. Usually i am as calm as early morning's sea but i had a premonition that all was not going to go according to plan at bubble-dom after he goes.
And I was right...there are times when i like being right and there are times when i hate it...THIS TIME IT WAS HATE. It didn't help matters that my rag was on the way and my hormones were bouncing off my skin. So it went like this...
First day
All went ok. Doggies were fairly good on their walkies and didn't kill me along the way. NO WE DID NOT MEET ANY STRAYS - so that was a good start to a 3 seek jail term. Dun get me wrong - I lurve walking my loyal subjects, it's stressful because I worry about meeting other not so loyal canines and that can be very detrimental to my health. The worry alone makes me break out in unstoppable sweat and i'm usually drenched by the time we get back to bubble-dom.
Second day
Seeing as the first day went ok for walkies. I foolishly tot it would be ok today as well. Unfortunately, my loyal subjects decided to squabble over something in the carpark with turned into full fledged war within 30 seconds. In every other kingdom if royalty decreed something it would be set in stone. Not so in my kingdom. Essentially all hell broke loose. Two of my doggies going for the other's jagular and me stunned beyond belief that they defied me and in such a violent manner. I proceeded (very unceremoniuosly) to carry Magz by his harness to the nearest tree and tie him there to keep him safe. Then i waded back into the war of the pooches. Here i was waving the white flag (remind me that dogs are colour blind!!) and got bit in thanks by Sir Poppet! Now bleeding through a deep puncture wound in the hand and still trying to get both subjects under control. Seemed like forever but evenutally they calmed down enough for me to take control again. They still wanted to battle all the way back to my palace. So I blew my royal top - at them, at the King (who was terribly sorry but could not return to "sayang" me). Then the pain set in and i only saw red for the rest of this day.
Saving grace for the day was when my King's sage came round to get Magz for a day of entertainment. Two reasons: I did not have to worry about my little one and he was nice to me! :P
Third day
The boys were still at it. the usual growling, stalking. But this time - Sir Wolfie is no longer so amiable as before. Now he is also pissed off with Sir Poppet that he growls unders his breath everytime Sir Poppet walks past. Palace politics can be so violent. :(
Fourth - Eight day
Hurray! Queen Mother is around. my boys are behaving MOSTLY. I get home cooked food and mummy dearest helps by walking Magz so that i have control over my two knights.
during this period, the plumber meant to better the state of the royal toilets - broke them. Enraging me to heights comparable to the the mountain my King is climbing. Ultimately sorted by banishing him from my kingdom. The royal gardens have been pruned. The royal kitchen broke down and will need fixing by middle of next week. The royal home alarm is also to be sorted by next weekend. The royal gate is still cranky and will need sorting out sometime soon (though it has to be said that it is not as cranky as when His Royal Highness was around - maybe he's taken most of the crankiness with him to Tibet .... wonder how the Dalai Lama looks like when he's cranky?!)
With Queen Mother I have explored my Village markets - very wet and dirty but the yields under her magic wok are fantastic.
Ninth - Tenth Day (To date)
Queen Mother has to returned to her own Kingdom as it needs a firm hand to govern the strategies that run it. Woe be me - alone again! My agenda for visiting international courtiers (2 GFs) were postponed as their carriage left without them. Walkies to date have been fine! A bit tiring as Sir wolfie has a tendency to stampede the entire time. I have decreed that all knights have to have a shower at least once a week. This week - like all other weeks - saw me Queen Bubbles getting down, wet and dirty with the boys. At least i can rub my nose into their furry necks and breathe in fresh scents of tea tree (for about half a day)
My strategy for combatting this irrational fear of walking all three doggies at the same time is this - It only takes 15 - 20 minutes of each morning and evening and if i time it right, I will never bump into a stray. hooray!! Now let's hope i can keep this optimism up for another 11 days!!
~Queen Bubbles~
And I was right...there are times when i like being right and there are times when i hate it...THIS TIME IT WAS HATE. It didn't help matters that my rag was on the way and my hormones were bouncing off my skin. So it went like this...
First day
All went ok. Doggies were fairly good on their walkies and didn't kill me along the way. NO WE DID NOT MEET ANY STRAYS - so that was a good start to a 3 seek jail term. Dun get me wrong - I lurve walking my loyal subjects, it's stressful because I worry about meeting other not so loyal canines and that can be very detrimental to my health. The worry alone makes me break out in unstoppable sweat and i'm usually drenched by the time we get back to bubble-dom.
Second day
Seeing as the first day went ok for walkies. I foolishly tot it would be ok today as well. Unfortunately, my loyal subjects decided to squabble over something in the carpark with turned into full fledged war within 30 seconds. In every other kingdom if royalty decreed something it would be set in stone. Not so in my kingdom. Essentially all hell broke loose. Two of my doggies going for the other's jagular and me stunned beyond belief that they defied me and in such a violent manner. I proceeded (very unceremoniuosly) to carry Magz by his harness to the nearest tree and tie him there to keep him safe. Then i waded back into the war of the pooches. Here i was waving the white flag (remind me that dogs are colour blind!!) and got bit in thanks by Sir Poppet! Now bleeding through a deep puncture wound in the hand and still trying to get both subjects under control. Seemed like forever but evenutally they calmed down enough for me to take control again. They still wanted to battle all the way back to my palace. So I blew my royal top - at them, at the King (who was terribly sorry but could not return to "sayang" me). Then the pain set in and i only saw red for the rest of this day.
Saving grace for the day was when my King's sage came round to get Magz for a day of entertainment. Two reasons: I did not have to worry about my little one and he was nice to me! :P
Third day
The boys were still at it. the usual growling, stalking. But this time - Sir Wolfie is no longer so amiable as before. Now he is also pissed off with Sir Poppet that he growls unders his breath everytime Sir Poppet walks past. Palace politics can be so violent. :(
Fourth - Eight day
Hurray! Queen Mother is around. my boys are behaving MOSTLY. I get home cooked food and mummy dearest helps by walking Magz so that i have control over my two knights.
during this period, the plumber meant to better the state of the royal toilets - broke them. Enraging me to heights comparable to the the mountain my King is climbing. Ultimately sorted by banishing him from my kingdom. The royal gardens have been pruned. The royal kitchen broke down and will need fixing by middle of next week. The royal home alarm is also to be sorted by next weekend. The royal gate is still cranky and will need sorting out sometime soon (though it has to be said that it is not as cranky as when His Royal Highness was around - maybe he's taken most of the crankiness with him to Tibet .... wonder how the Dalai Lama looks like when he's cranky?!)
With Queen Mother I have explored my Village markets - very wet and dirty but the yields under her magic wok are fantastic.
Ninth - Tenth Day (To date)
Queen Mother has to returned to her own Kingdom as it needs a firm hand to govern the strategies that run it. Woe be me - alone again! My agenda for visiting international courtiers (2 GFs) were postponed as their carriage left without them. Walkies to date have been fine! A bit tiring as Sir wolfie has a tendency to stampede the entire time. I have decreed that all knights have to have a shower at least once a week. This week - like all other weeks - saw me Queen Bubbles getting down, wet and dirty with the boys. At least i can rub my nose into their furry necks and breathe in fresh scents of tea tree (for about half a day)
My strategy for combatting this irrational fear of walking all three doggies at the same time is this - It only takes 15 - 20 minutes of each morning and evening and if i time it right, I will never bump into a stray. hooray!! Now let's hope i can keep this optimism up for another 11 days!!
~Queen Bubbles~
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