New Washing Machine

I think our washing machine is on its last legs. It has started to make some very strange, worrying, noises while it’s washing – and the whine when it’s spinning definitely sounds like it’s about to take off. None of these are regular noises for a washing machine, and I’ve had this one since before Tae was born so I suspect I’m due for a new one.

I started looking around for a new one – getting an idea of price etc. When did these things start getting so complicated? I just want a washing machine. A front-loading machine that washes clothes, and preferably dries them too. Ideally for under $1500. I don’t care if it connects to the wifi etc – although it would be nice if it iron the clothes for me!

Mini Me

When she was younger, Tae was very much like her father both in look and personality. I found this very strange since he was not part of her life for very long. It definitely makes you think about the nature vs nurture aspect with regards to behaviour. You always assume a child picks up certain traits from observing them but when she has a personality of someone who is not around in her formative years, you do wonder where it comes from.
Looks, of course, are part of the genetic lottery and you do expect a mix of both mother and father.

As she is getting older though, she is more and more like me. This is both in look and personality. She looks so much like me that anyone would have thought I had merely cloned myself. I think she will always be petite in stature, although certainly not in personality. She is a lot more outgoing than me. This is definitely my husband’s influence. As is her love for drawing and painting. I’m not artistic but she is enjoying it a lot. She prefers bright and warm, which are E’s favourites too. She loves to read and learn, and these she has definitely inherited from me and I am very pleased with. She loves pirates and flowers and unicorns, she enjoys dressing up and playing pretend, she loves music and she loves to dance. Sadly, like me, she is not very co-ordinated and her dancing lacks finesse. She make up for it in enthusiasm though, just like me.

It is very strange watching this small person grow and develop and become her own person, yet be so similar to me in so many ways.

Peace and Quiet

I forget sometimes how much I enjoy a little peace and quiet. Having the house to myself and being able to completely switch off. I don’t have to be anyone other than myself. I don’t have to be mommmy, I don’t have to be a wife and I’m treating myself with a day off so I’m literally just doing nothing and being myself.

E has taken Tae into the city for an Easter Egg Hunt. She was very excited. There’s also an Easter Bonnet competition that she has an entry for. I’ve been feeling like I’m coming down with a cold so have chosen to stay at home. I’ll miss taking part in the festivities but at the same time will be thoroughly enjoying some alone time.

I’m curled up on the couch, a steaming mug of cinnamon-y coffee and a plate of grilled cheese for breakfast. I have a book next to me, the newspaper and Kenny Chesney is singing to me. I have a solitaire game loaded up on my computer. I’m wearing my warm onesie and my fluffy slippers.

Peace. Quiet. Alone Time.
Heaven.

Reasons I am rich

With all the atrocities happening in the world around us, sometimes it’s easy to get bogged down in the fear, the anger, the hatred, the uncertainty. To get so lost in others pain. Sometimes it’s important to keep things in perspective.

I won’t go to sleep hungry tonight.
I won’t go to sleep outside tonight.
I had a choice of what clothes to wear this morning.
I have access to clean drinking water.
I have access to medical care.
I have access to the Internet.
I am literate and numerate.
I have the right to vote.
I have family who love me

These all seem such simple things but there are people out there who have nothing, who would give everything for just one of those things. I need to take a step back and realise that really, I am blessed.

Things that make me irrationally angry

  • People who assume I’m good at maths because I’m Asian
  • Getting stuck behind someone who walks really slowly
  • Stubbing my toe!
  • People who try to talk to me when they can clearly see I’m on the phone
  • Illegible CAPTCHA spam filters
  • My husband putting empty cartons back in the fridge

All of those have happened to me today. Some of them multiple times, even! Wednesday, why do you hate me so?

I feel a little better for being able to get some of that off my chest. It’s now evening and I can relax!

What makes you irrationally angry?

Summer sky dripping rhinestones

One of the things I find that people always seem to be most surprised to learn about me is that I love country music. I don’t know if it’s because I’m Asian-American, I don’t know if it’s because I’m from the East coast, I don’t know if it’s because of my career… whatever the reason people always do a double-take.

No, I may never have lived in, or even be to, a small mid-western rural town with muddy trucks cruising up and down the main street but that doesn’t mean I can’t love the genre. I even own my own cowboy boots and stetson, thank you very much.

My favourite artists include Christian Kane, Thomas Rhett, Billy Currington, Florida Georgia Line, Taylor Swift, Joe Nichols, Luke Bryan, Jake Owen, Josh Thompson, Gary Allan, Easton Corbin, Sugarland, Chris Young, Blake Shelton, Cole Swindell, Carrie Underwood, Brett Eldredge, Zac Brown and, Keith Urban, Dierks Bentley, Kacey Musgraves, Kip Moore… and so on and so forth.

Country music is all about storytelling: there’s a strong focus on narrative voice and many songs are structured as stories with a beginning, middle, and an end. When you listen to country, you’ll meet characters, hear about their conflicts, become invested in the outcome, and then celebrate their triumphs or mourn their failures

One thing that country music has always done well is convey deep emotions through simple, straightforward lyrics. Country singers usually mean exactly what they say, and that honesty makes the music accessible and relatable for anyone who’s ever had a broken heart, wanted to achieve a big dream, or, you know, gotten their truck stuck in a ditch.

Country songs tackle anything and everything: death, abuse, addiction, affairs, politics, war, religion, even murder–the Dixie Chicks have a peppy song about a battered wife poisoning her husband and dumping his body in the lake. And some of my favorite country songs deal with subjects that are harder to define: feeling lost or unsatisfied with life, searching for something bigger and better although you’re not sure what it is. If someone has experienced it, chances are it’s been sung about in a country song.

Some of the greatest protest songs in history have been folk, bluegrass, and country songs. So much about country music–from the honest lyrics to the fact that it was born in the politically and culturally complicated American South–makes it the perfect medium to convey revolutionary ideas. Ever since Woody Guthrie scrawled “This machine kills fascists” on his guitar and sang “This Land Is Your Land” with his defiant Oklahoma twang, country music has provided anthems for countless political causes.

What is the one thing you’d most like to change about the world

I would readdress the balance, the division of resources and power between everyone, not just the 1%.
I want to live in a world, want my daughter to grow up in world, where everyone is equal.
A world where everyone has a home, has enough food, has clothing and earns a livable wage.
A world where everyone has access to affordable – if not free – education and medical care.

A little socialist? A little idealistic?
Maybe, yes.
I want to believe in a political system where all people in society contribute to the production of goods and services and that those goods should be shared equally. And a world where this happens is

Sadly, this is not a world or a system that I live in and so I must continue to to balance my ideals with my situation, to educate myself and my family on the best ways to conduct ourselves in a world that is unfair