Jurong BIRD BIRD BIRD park. BIRDS are everywhere.

Today we went to the Jurong Bird Park with Matilda and family. It was hot, hot, hot! The highlight of the day may have been the air conditioned McDonalds or the air conditioned monorail ride. Today was Singapore National Day, so Jeremy had the day off and we all dressed in red. Vince was more impressed with Singapore National Day than he was about the 4th of July.

The house is coming together, the landlord had bought a whole bunch of white furniture and we needed some more color in the rooms, so we got a bunch of crazy colored rugs from IKEA and moved them in. It’s feeling more and more like our house.

I’m having a hard time cooking here. In the US, I was getting more and more ambitious with my cooking, using exotic ingredients and different techniques. Here, I’m still familiarizing myself with the layout of the supermarket and all the weird stuff they sell there. I’ve been looking at local cookbooks, but the ingredients are strange. We’ve been having pretty simple dinners here and eating out a bit.

I’ve got a @#$$! stomach bug.

I woke up this morning with a pain in my bladder, I’ve been battling a mild UTI, but it had pretty much cleared up, but I got up to go to the bathroom and I could feel the blood rushing out of my head and I got really light headed, I hadn’t felt this bad in a while. But after a good time on the loo and a long hot bath, I feel fine, just peachy. I’m still a bit queasy, but otherwise, no fever, no more cramping, I even managed to eat some lunch. Could I be pregnant? Nooooo…. not a chance, well, hardly a chance.

Jeremy’s out with Vince buying the bike that he had his meltdown about almost 2 months ago. Vince has not for a minute forgotten our promise of getting a bike in Singapore and he ogles every bike he sees and whenever he sees any for sale, he’s there. He’s THERE! I pretty much opted to stay home as I like the security of a toilet less than 20 feet away from my body.

Vince is almost 100% better, so maybe 85% or 90%. That would be 9/10 better or 85/100 which could be simplified to by dividing the numerator and denominator by 5. He’s still coughing a little, but the fever has left for another world.

Vince. Sick, Taxi. Home.

So Vince got sick at school today and started mumbling about wanting to go home, so I picked him up in a taxi at about 3 this afternoon. He’s a bit sick and homesick at the same time. I have a feeling that I’ll pull him from the all day childcare and have him come home after lunch. This 8-5 deal is too much a shock to the system.

Today, I welcomed Rukia into our house. She’s our new housekeeper who will clean the floors and the bathrooms and kitchen once a week. We discussed the time and what equipment I’ll need to purchase. I told her about Ruby… She’s Muslim, so apparently you aren’t suppose to touch dogs, especially their tongue, so I guess Ruby and Rukia aren’t going to be spending much time together. I made sure that touching dog hair wouldn’t be a problem.

Ready for Arif’s Big Day!

I’m taking off to Dublin tonight with Ronnie, Larry and Josh. We’re slightly disorganized and I’m not sure really that any of us are super sophisticated travelers. I think we’re just staying at the hilton or something. Laff. Anyhow. It should be fun.

We’re getting to London on Friday, and Arif’s “Big Moment” will be on Saturday. There’s going to be a Dinner on Sunday too. I’m not sure where this leaves us in terms of doing things, but hopefully during the day there will be a lot of time.

Yeah.. Interesting…. we’ll see how it goes.

Not just pizza.

So today I arranged for Jeremy’s shirts to be laundered. I called a phone number and they were at the apartment within 30 minutes and the shirts will be clean in 4 days. Woo hoo! I never have to leave the apartment.

I was a little worried about Vince and his school because yesterday there was some sort of “accident” with a scooter and Vince ended up crying and the teacher told him not to cry and that only babies cry. Hmmm, not exactly an American reaction… Vince repeated the crying line a few times during the evening, it seemed to trouble him, so I was worried that he was a bit stressed at school and that the 8-5 schedule was going to be a bit too long. But he tumbled out of the bus today happy and telling me he had a good day.

Edda appetite is continuing to improve. She seems happier these days in quite a while. She ate most of a pork chop and was cheerful and happy.