My Day Boys getting ready for their afternoon nap

How do I spend my day?

What do I do each day?

I get a lot of these questions from many people.

Sometimes I ask myself this question too. What did I do that makes me so tired by the end of each day??

There’s a schedule each day that we don’t exactly stick to. Things just fall into a pattern. But one thing I insist is that the kids must have their afternoon naps.

A typical school day

8am or earlier – Wake up to make milk. While they finish up their milk, complete some work if there’s any to be done.

Hubby is sweet. If he’s at home, he would help to make the milk, cook rice and lastly make coffee. Getting the coffee machine is the biggest joy in his life so he really enjoys making coffee. He loves it so I’m not complaining if someone makes it!

815am – Start cooking for lunch. Make bread for hubby and myself.

820am – Kids should have finished their milk. Start entertaining their breakfast demands that come fast and furious every 5 minutes. “I want vitamins/ jam bread/ crackers/ cereal/ corn flakes/ cheese) Seriously kids, I wish there’s some automated hygienic food dispenser where you can just press whatever snacks you want. And it won’t attract pests to the house.

Hubby is floor obsessed. At this point, he would be vacuuming the floor. I could write another long post about his obsession with clean floor. At one point in time, I had three vacuums. A wired plug in dyson for weekly cleaning, a handheld vacuum for daily cleaning and a robot vacuum to clean mop the place when we are out. When he got introduced for the rainbow vacuum (yes, the insanely expensive $3000 one), I told him he has to get rid of one vacuum before we can even consider it. Excuse me, I live in a 4 room flat. I don’t think I need four kinds of vacuum right? Besides, its $3,000!!! By the way, we got rid of the robot one if you’re curious and got the rainbow

845am– Kids breakfast game going on strong. Finish cooking lunch.

9- 915am– Change tv channel from mommy daddy channel to whatever the kids want to watch. Hubby leaves home for work. And I do all the chores I can possibly squeeze in – laundry, wiping surface, packing

10am – Brunch or lunch time part 1. The kids eat a small bowl of rice before they go sch cos sch’s at a really odd timing

1030am – change to uniform

1045am-leave home. The kids really take their time to stroll to the train station when it’s just a quick 5 min walk for an adult.

11am – reach LRT station

1110am – reach school

1120am– send both kids in. FREEDOM

Then I do whatever I want. I go shopping, gym whatever.

2pm – pick up Travis. Give him some snacks before Keane comes out later

215pm– Keane comes out and we walk to our ride

225pm – ride arrives

235pm– reach my blk and my mom arrives

245pm– reach home. The kids go to bathe and I’ll start heating up the food for lunch part 2

3pm– Dry and dress the kids. Give them food and I’ll go bathe. Keane eats on his own but my mom would feed Travis

320pm– finish showering and start to heat up Keane’s fresh milk. Kids should be finishing their meal now. After meal, they play

4pm – nap time for all. I’ll start on my work

530pm – kids wake up and I’ll be trying to pacify them. Super whiny when they wake up especially Travis. Turn on tv for them

615pm – start to make dinner

645pm – finish cooking

7pm– hubby comes home. Serves dinner for all.

730pm– finish dinner and play / TV time till they sleep

745pm – wash dishes

830pm – wash up. Drink milk and get ready for bed

9pm – lights off. If hubby’s home, he puts them to bed while I can continue on with my work.

1030pm – Hubby comes out from their room and we finish up the chores. We eat snacks (supper) and just have our super short couple time.

12pm – good night.

A note about Death


Death always has a way to keep us grounded. Just when we are fantasizing of the impossible, of big dreams, death always creeps up to surprise us and throw us back to reality.

It is a harsh reminder. It’s cliche but really, we just can’t help wonder how short life is and how sudden things can change.

I sobbed at sad stories that are in the news. But I didn’t shed a single tear when it happened to someone around me. It’s not because I’m not sad. (I’m affected!) but it’s because I know it’s a reminder about what are the things that really mattered in life.

To me, she was always about family love, sacrificial love and making it work against all odds. And I know each time I think of her, I’ll remember all our interactions and the lessons from her life stories.

I will always remember her funny liners.
吃agar agar, 考试一百分!


Making (career) decisions

I’ve always wanted to start something that really belonged to me. It needn’t be a business and it can be just a simple site with things that I love.

My working life has been full of ups and downs. When I graduated with my Diploma in Mass Communication from Ngee Ann Polytechnic, I was all ready to get going and start a brilliant career in Media. But after almost four years of Media life, I got tired mentally and physically. I enjoyed being a freelance stylist and writer, and did work for various publications. Honestly, I’m not fantastic in my networking skills in the industry, which means the endless parties to attend and the amount of schmoozing to be done. I just wasn’t interested. I was serious in my work and only wanted to see every thing beautifully printed in the monthly. By the way, my colleagues worked hard too. I guess it’s a personality problem then.

And so I left. I decided that I wanted to have a more stable income and after all, I had majored in advertising and marketing. One incident that I will always vividly remember was how an ex-colleague of mine asked me if I’m going to look for a job while I was freelancing. It shocked me. Was what I’m doing not work? Well, it certainly didn’t feel like work. It was so fun! I had time and flexibility. Not even a single bit of stress, until all the shoots start coming back to back. So I thought at a naive 20 years of age that “oh I need to find work!” It was a crossroads of sorts. I decided to go and take a look elsewhere.

I went corporate. My ladder was short and sometimes, I feel like I didn’t fit in too. I dressed differently. I talked differently. It wasn’t long when I realised that I still enjoyed doing creative stuff. Maybe it’s God’s plan or something, things always happen and when each vocation ended, I’ll ask myself if it’s a sign for me to go back and do something else. I’m very into signs. I always meet with the most amazing colleagues and some of the crappiest bosses. Even hubby says so. 

It was the third “sign” and at that point in time, everything in my life seemed to be on track. My corporate life gave me enough moolah to get married, repay my Uni education loan, buy a house, and have it renovated. I also have my insurances covered – health and small dose of investment. Most importantly, I have a very supportive hubby who has seen me through all my issues in the past 7 years.

I took the plunge and in January 2013, I was officially unemployed. After which, with some quick planning, I launched yin-love in April in the same year. I never wanted to be a milllionaire or to earn bucket loads of money. I just wanted to do things that I enjoy and have enough for a nice holiday yearly and to buy things that I like.

And that’s how I begin.