Hotter than Chilis

What makes a meal special?

Is it the ambiance? The company you keep? The celebration? Or the food itself? *ponder*ponder*

Had the whole above package yesterday when I went to Chilis Midvalley Megamall to "CELEBRATE" my last week in my current employment. Chillis was and is one of my favorite 'eating' place. Nothing can beats its large potion meal suited my ever so accomodating tummy. But somehow, something was amiss yesterday and i think i know what.

What makes a female a mother and a woman?

Very thin line indeed. I am having trouble maintaining my status as a woman who enjoys life and in the same time being a wonderful mama to my dearest Alesha. Its a wonder how my center of happiness lies in a smile of a 1 year old. Absurdly ridiculous.

Truthfully, last nite experience of having a time-off from family should be something that i amorously cherished. But instead, my eyes were forever plastered to my phone watch watching out for the time. I had a fake smile on and i think the only time when i was truly enjoying my time-off was when i had that first sip of lemonade. Thereafter, i had this dreadging feeling crepting out my body. I terribly missed Alesha.

It was a hard thing accepting the fact that I am no longer an independent woman. The sad thing was, i am as dependant on Alesha as she is to me. But saddest thing is, she is getting independant and i am getting more attached. I am screwed for sure!!!!!