Benvenuto amore mio

Since I got back in Spore, the weeks flew by, packed with work appointments and tastings. The hibernated bear in me awoke and slowly gained the momentum of a workhorse - with the help of the capable new intern P. I told her we fired the last intern as he sucked, but I think anyone should be able to do better than him. I also laid down a rule for her not to wear high heels to meetings with me because she'd make me look like a midget. I couldn't do much for my height but luckily I could reduce my girth by practising yoga and have been going at it 3 times a week - which helped to shave off the post-festive weight gain!

Needless to say, L and I missed each other so much and after some deliberation, he decided to come over to look for a job and would arrive this Sabato, in time for CNY again! My mom was amused when she found out. I said he loves steamboats and angbohs, but she knew he's probably here for another reason. Already, I have cleared half my wardrobe and shelves, and bought a new single mattress for him. He's totally psyched up about a new beginning here and we're crossing our fingers that he'd be able to find work despite the economic crunch. (If anyone knows any lobangs in hospitality or casino-related industries, let me know!)

I also bought pots of mint and rosemary at the nursery for sessions of mojitos and pasta with L while my family lugged back pots of spring blooms. And yesterday, I popped into the hair salon and decided on a whim to chop off my hair and colour it brown. My mom said I look like an angmoh and stared at me every 10secs. This morning I nearly screamed when I saw my before-make-up reflection. But after some sassy styling, I was different - in a good way - so my sister said. At the bus stop, a man walked by, did a triple take, and backtracked to ask me if I'm Filippina or Indonesian. I don't know if that's a compliment. My sister again assured me texting 'Exotic new look mah'.

Anyway I've decided it's gonna be a fun crazy year, and I'm embracing 2009 with specific resolutions. So instead of generic vague goals like 'be more healthy', I'm gonna eat more vegs and fruits, and exercise at least 3 times a week. Instead of 'be happy', I'm gonna wear more colours and be more fun and daring with my approach to personal style! To be less stressed, I'm gonna be kinder to self and others, and put love above everything else. Let's go!