Thursday, June 28, 2007

A successful marriage requires falling in love many times, always with the same person....

Have you ever wondered why wedding rings are worn on the ring finger?
There is a beautiful explanation given by the Chinese - Your thumb represents your parents, index finger represents your siblings, middle finger represents your self, ring finger represents your life partner & the little pinkie finger represents your children.

First, open your palms (face to face), bend the middle fingers and hold them together - back to back. Next, open and hold the remaining three fingers and the thumb - tip to tip (As shown in the photo below)
Now, try to separate your thumbs (representing the parents)..., they will open, because your parents are not destined to live with you for life, and have to leave you sooner or later. Please join your thumbs as before and separate your index fingers (representing siblings)... ., they will also open, because your brothers and sisters will have their own families and will have to lead their own separate lives. Now join the index fingers and separate your little fingers (representing your children)... ., they will open too, because the children also will get married and settle down on their own some day. Finally, join your little fingers, and try to separate your ring fingers (representing your spouse). Don't be surprised if you can't separate them....., because husband & wife are supposed to remain together all their lives - through thick and thin!!

Isn't that a lovely theory? On that note, my family celebrated my Grandparents' Diamond Wedding anniversary last Saturday. My Gong Gong and Ma Ma have been married for 60 years now! 60 years of marriage! How wonderful is that? To join us in our celebration, click on!

Sunday, June 17, 2007

Daddy's Day

Happy Father's Day to all daddies out there!

My daddy is a very important figure in my life, someone I always looked up to and respected. Daddy is a man of few words, yet each word that comes out from him is always well-thought through and wise. He is one who tirelessly worked all his life so that he could afford the best of everything for his family. As Colin always reminds me, Daddy is the BEST daddy anyone could have! This year, we took dad out for a steamboat dinner (actually its a long-overdue treat by Ah Boy, who promised us a meal after he nailed his first job). Daddy's girl
My folks
Ah Boy Brandon
Colin & I

Saturday, June 16, 2007

Achy Breaky Bones....and a Dancing Heart!

This is my first weekend after starting on my new job. Had wanted to sleep in to reward myself (as I had always done previously) but my eyes popped wide at 7.30am, as sharp as my alarm clock for the past 3 days. Those 3 days of work had truly been good. You know, sometimes we all need to date a few wrong people to finally find the right one. I feel the same about this job. Having gone through 4 other jobs since my graduation, I know what I want and what is important to me, and somehow, I feel (or at least hope) that this is THE right one.

My current company is in the insurance industry, and the Singapore office only has a headcount of around 30 staff, of which 25% are expats. Its a total change from my previous work places, where there were either thousands of military men (the most eye-candy), thousands of medical workers (the most heart-warming), or hundreds of fashion retail folks (the most funky and crazy).

This is my first CBD job, and I remember when I exited the MRT, my heart was throbbing excitedly as I took in my first breath of Raffles Place air in the morning peak hour, observing how everyone (well, almost everyone) was dressed so immaculately and smartly, men in sharp shirts and ties, ladies in all their corporate glory.

For me, each change of job usually called for a change in wardrobe, as all my previous jobs had been in pretty diverse industries. When I took on my last job at Aryan, I kinda auctioned off a good lot of my corporate clothes as I had to dress "fashionably". And instead of sitting in the air-conditioned office the entire day like in most HR jobs, my role in Aryan required me to walk the shops and travel around Singapore quite a bit. As a result of the "job requirements", my modest blouses, dresses, jackets, had to give way for more lightweight, tinier, shorter items, like shoulder-baring tops, trendy capris, or flirty dresses.

Now, things have come full circle as I just sold off part of my "frivolous" wardrobe on yahoo auction to make space for corporate attire! Aren't I thankful for auction sites like e-bay and yahoo!

Anyway, these 3 days of work have left me quite exhausted, perhaps from the adrenaline, or maybe coz its a jolt start from my sedate home-maker lifestyle of lying around all day! *haha* Though tired, I woke up excited today as Colin is coming home after being away for 3 weeks. He's been busy lately, and will continue to travel quite a bit in the coming months, so we have a lot to catch up on and make up for, but that's another story for another time! Happy weekend! :)

Tuesday, June 12, 2007

A new page...a new chapter

4 months ago, I started a new chapter of my life, one which I thought, and rightly so, would be the most fulfilling and joyful one yet. During this time, I learnt things about myself and my family that I was not previously aware of. I picked up skills, well, at least I tried, my hand at cooking, golf, and also started a fitness regime of working out twice a week. This is some achievement indeed. At least in my opinion. Check out these photos of some of my cooking recently.
Pan-fried spare ribs
Deep fried chicken thigh in Lemon Pepper
Garlic Pepper Prawns (Phuket inspired) Watercress soup boiled with wolfberry, dates, and bones (please pardon that layer of oil that I had not skimmed off before taking the photo)

However, this little “honeymoon” has come to an end. Today is my last day as a full-time home-maker. Tomorrow will see my return to the corporate world. Yes, its time to pack up my apron and bring on the corporate attire. To prepare for this big day, I went for a haircut and did my nails over the last few days. Gotta spring-clean the “aunty” out of me right?

Honestly, I feel quite like a nervous school kid preparing for the first day of school. No, wait, actually I don't remember feeling quite the same back then! School was not something I looked forward to, but this job? I'm kinda raring to start!
On another note, I recently met up with some gal pals from JC for lunch at Marmalade Pantry (love the food!). Its been a good 12 years since we left VJ, and my, how we have all grown! Brace yourselves, ladies and gentlemen, as you are about to witness our "Then and now" photos! (I nearly gagged when I saw how I looked 12 years ago! hahaha!) Then, I was a chubby tomboy while Isabelle was a sweet young thing with amazing dimples. Now, I have happily shed the tomboy image, lost 7kg worth of baby fat, while Isabelle is still the sweet young thing (This woman really doesn't age!)

Tong Ling is still pretty, slim, and funky as ever, (she's taking drumming lessons!) while Shuying has blossomed into a feminine and confident lady!
Group photo (on the table are our desserts. That afternoon, we shared a Crab caesar (very yummy), grilled pesto chicken wholemeal wrap with oven roasted butternut & tomato, linguini with crabmeat tomato chilli & pinenuts (my fav!), spaghettini pescatore in parchment parcel, deluxe chocolate pecan brownie, carrot cake, and homemade lemon tart with wild berries & raspberry coulis)

Its a pity Shumin could not make it to the lunch, but Shumin is already a mummy of a little boy! (the first to get married and the first mummy among us!) Well, we sure hope to catch up with you soon Min Min! :)

Sunday, June 10, 2007

Fear Factor

Whenever I watch fear factor, I always imagine myself as a contestant, and my brain then starts devising challenges for myself. And every single time, the same challenge appears in my mind...A huge tank filled with lizards and my legs cuffed to the bottom of the tank. There are 5 keys hung on the inside wall of the tank and I am supposed to use my mouth to grab the keys, one at a time, to try to unlock the chains on my legs! And getting to the keys involve using my mouth to push away the lizards! ARRGH!!

So yes, as you can tell, I have an immense fear for lizards! That slimy body, those beady eyes, the long tail...whenever I see a lizard, I freeze, regardless how far away from me it is. So just imagine my reaction when I came into my study last night, reached out my finger for the CPU switch, and there they were, those familar beady eyes staring right at me! I let out a shrill scream, then covered my mouth as I did not want to scare the creature. (the worse thing about having a lizard in your room is having a lizard that you can't see in your room!)

I ran out to grab my trusty Baygon (which has protected me well from a few other bugs) and I started spraying at the lizard. I sprayed and I sprayed and I sprayed some more. After some struggles, the lizard stopped moving. I sprayed more. I had sprayed so much Baygon that my parquet floor was flooding with insecticide. And then I sprayed some more! The lizard did not move an inch. Neither did I. I stared at its beady eyes for 30 seconds. Then I sprayed some more! This time, it jumped and started to run away again. I chased it with sprays of Baygon till there was hardly any Baygon left in the cannister and I was choking from the fumes!

I evacuated the room, pulled the door shut, and sealed the bottom of door with a rag (in case the lizard escape out of the room). I decided that I would not enter the room till Colin comes back from his business trip next Saturday. However, just now, I realised I had to enter the room coz my phone charger is in the room. I opened the door carefully, scanned the floor for the lizard, and there it was, dead as can be! Hooray! The triumphant feeling of killing the lizard was WAY better than winning the 50 grand from Fear Factor!

Having said that, I'm still gonna leave the carcass till next Saturday when Colin can come clear it. No way am I gonna go anywhere near that lizard. Dead or alive!

Friday, June 8, 2007

A Bittersweet experience

Many people often mistake HR as being an "administrative" role, a role that any person can easily play. Being a HR practitioner myself, even I sometimes forget how challenging it is to balance delicate human relations. We, HR practitioners, are not merely "administrators", we are not just "recruiters", nor are we just the ones "computing your monthly salary and bonuses". We play an integral role to take care of people in an organisation, and I always believed that to succeed in this field, it takes a strong passion for people, empathy, professionalism, and being able to treat each and every staff with respect and dignity. And that, is who I want to be.

I just had a horrific experience with J, a self-proclaimed HR practitioner with 20 years of corporate HR experience and who in the past few years, went into head-hunting.

Our first encounter was already, well, no where near pleasant. When she interviewed me a couple of weeks ago (first screening interview for her clients), she put me down continuously, using words like "superficial", "not-there-yet", "very weak" to describe me. She felt I was a weak candidate and said that even if she forwarded my resume to her client for that particular managerial position, she told me not to have high expectations of being shortlisted as her client was looking for someone "strong". She then suggested that she also forward my resume to another client who was looking for an HR Executive as she felt I was more suited for that level.

After that ego-bruising interview, I made a mental note not to pursue this opportunity as I did not think J was very professional. (Well, actually, I really did not like the way she "bashed" me like she did). On hindsight, I should have stuck by my decision then. However, being the sucker that I am, I quickly forgot how she treated me and jumped for joy when she called me a few days later to tell me that both her clients wanted to meet me.

Amazingly, I aced both interviews, proceeded successfully to the next rounds, and scored offers from both companies. At this point, J was treating me quite differently, calling me her "friend", buying me tea, telling me now that I was "bright" and "will succeed". Mmm. Knowing that I had been attending other interviews as well, J really put on the pressure for me to commit to her job offers. She called me at least twice each day asking if I had made my decision. On the 3rd day, I decided to accept one of her offers as I thought that was my favourite offer till date and I did not want to drag on, lest the company think I am not keen to join them.

As fate would have it, I received my best offer yet, one day after I verbally accepted J's offer. This role is somewhat different from what I had done previously, with regional exposure, great benefits, and importantly, paid significantly more than the offer I had accepted the day before. After much thought and discussion with my family (and also one sleepless night), I decided to withdraw my acceptance from J's client and take this new offer instead.

Now, at this point, I have to admit, it really is unethical and wrong for me to go back on my word, but look, I have been through 3 different jobs in the past 2 years, so, really, do I want to make another mistake just because of timing technicalities? Would I want to short-change myself just to keep my word and lose the opportunity for professional and financial growth? Tough as it was, I decided to stick by my final choice.

When J heard the bad news, she screamed at me "How can you be so immature? So undecisive and unprofessional! You have no integrity at all! By doing this, you will leave a very bad name for yourself. The HR circle in Singapore is very small, and I know a lot of people. Don't think word won't go around. Anyway, if you take up the other offer, you better make sure you work until hunch-back also you tahan because you cannot afford to fail. If you fail, don't expect me to help you and also, don't expect to find your next job easily with your reputation!"

I was totally taken aback by her threats. Whilst I understand her disappointment and anger, I did not expect such threats to be coming out from a seasoned "HR Practitioner" like herself. I was very tempted to reply "Yes, J, I'm sorry that I made you lose your commission, but look, as you said, the HR circle is not big, and I don't think your behaviour can be labelled as "professional" too!" But instead of saying that, all I managed was a feeble "I'm truly sorry, but I just want to choose the job with the best fit to my expectations in terms of personal and professional development."

J hung up without saying goodbye.

This conversation took place this morning, and till now, I still feel really uneasy and somewhat guilty. Did I do wrong? Have I really ruined my reputation in the market? Is that important? Maybe not, not when I know that I have chosen a job with growth opportunities and a reasonable amount of money, and most importantly, knowing that my husband, my dad, and brother are all brimming with joy about my new job. (Mum is in Australia, but I'm sure she will be thrilled as well). What could be more important than the sentiments of your loved ones?

Now. All that remains for me to do......is move on.