When I was juz a little girl..

This was what I looked like! I took a photo of a photo hanging on my parents' wall. The little boy is my bro who's now so tall, my head only reaches his armpit! ( ewww) the other little girl with the dolls is my sis. She used to love her soft toys... She still has soft toys around the bed but these days, I think they're the dog's toys! And of course, she's got a much much thinner face.

My sister and her dog

I've been sitting around waiting for the same idiotic designer to send stuff over most of today plus finishing up some other work... This is one of those "i'm waiting" moments... looked through the files in my mac and realized that I took some pix with my sis one night last month. It was during my trip back home. We were bored at home and fiddled with functions on the Mac. 

Goodbye and enjoy the swim

This is severely delayed... I was back home in SG for a week. Why?  I flew home for my grandma. 

She passed away in late May at the ripe old age of 88. Got back just in time to say a final goodbye, though logically speaking, she was already gone. 

I used to be terrified of my grandma when I was a kid. I had this impression that she was super strict and fierce. An impression created by my parents... when I bit my nails, didn't finish my food, procrastinate over homework, picked on my brother, refused to go to bed... the threat was to send me to my grandma's house. Never happened of course. But it effectively made me think of her as the Dragon lady.  

Only in recent years did I discover that she wasn't that "dragonly". True, she seemed a little grouchy. But I think most old folks are like that. She was in fact a person who was very determined to live life on her own terms, determining what she ate, wore, shopped, prayed and which maid she got stuck with. Some of the stories my aunts and dad tell me of her antics are just hilarious. The underlying message I got from each story though, was this was one tough and crafty lady who didn't care what others thought. She held firmly on the reins of where life was taking her and she wasn't gonna take no order from her 7 children.  

I admired her for that. She lived the way she thought best, refusing to become a burden to anyone and retaining a rather wry sense of humor that I only learned to appreciate in the last few years. She's gone now, ashes scattered in the sea and all as per her instructions 9 see... even to the last, things had to be done her way ). I just want to say her feisty spirit will be missed. 

Flashback

My sis goes home tomorrow... boohoo... 

Here's a "now vs then" moment: 

 

The monkey on the left is my bro....who now towers above all of us at over 1.8m tall. Sigh... so sad to be short

When policemen wore shorts...

...Dan was still a little boy!  Guess which one he is. Even he doesn't know for sure. He was found on Facebook and tagged in this photo by a primary school/ JC mate whom he doesn't even remember. 

Anniversary no. 7

7 years ago on this same date, Dan & I registered our marriage. Each of the last 2555 days have filled with love, laughter and joy and I hope it'll continue in the years ahead! 

Family portraits

Yasi ( my sis) had her graduation ceremony some weeks back and in typical Lim family style, we had to have a family portrait taken with all the "uniforms". So 8 years after my own graduation, I once again had to don the gown for my sister ( well more for my parents really... ) Poor Weiming had to look for a formal police uniform and the suit he finally got hold of had pants that were too short for him! Thankfully, our legs weren't part of the photo!