I have the fear

We just went to Anne’s (prospective) preschool’s open evening, and were told there had been 80 expressions of interest, but only 50 places.

My Singaporean kiasu fear has totally kicked in — I need to have a home school backup (all other preschools in the general area are full as well), and a proper curriculum that I can manage with a new baby. Aaaauuugggghhhh!

TMI #41

Note to self: do not do any sort of jogging when in a hurry. One, I look like a twat; two, what remains of my stomach muscles ached for two days afterward.


(Anne’s discovered how to work my camera, so the lens is covered in fingerprints.)

Quid pro quo

Anne was demanding to go on the swings at the pub-restaurant where we had lunch.

Anne getting a push

As it was Neil’s birthday, he needed some sort of consideration for his unique position that day.

Neil getting a push

And so the campaign begins

I answered a survey recently about UK politics and, I presume, voting intentions. As previously mentioned, I’m undecided who I’m voting for.

This does not mean I am undecided about who I do not wish to see in Parliament — I fear this election will be about the least-worst option for me.

Apparently fast food is acceptable on a Paleo diet

Overheard a cashier in a health food / supplements shop recommending the Paleo diet to a (young) customer who was asking about fat-burning pills.

Customer’s mum: Just eat healthily and you’ll lose weight.

Customer: I can’t keep that up, Mum!

Cashier: [Some sort of preamble, asking about illness, medications]… The pills won’t be of any use to you. You should try going Paleo, I’m on it, it’s not a diet, you change the way you eat completely. It keeps me lean… [brief explanation of what Paleo is in terms of meat and fat, but ignoring the ‘loads of fruit and vegetables’ part of the lifestyle]… so you can eat McDonalds twice a week and not feel bad, because it’s high in protein and fat, and low in carbs.

Customer: … and I don’t have to go to the gym?

Cashier: Nope.

Customer (to her Mum): See?! I can eat McDonalds.

Words fail me.

(Except when it was my turn to pay, I remarked that her previous customer was going to start eating McDonalds twice a week based on her advice.)