Snuggles day

sunday's blog

Was intending to go for the second service today but was waylaid by two visitors from the UK. Uncle Barry and his lovely wife visited us at the house. So I had a good time fiddling around with his videocam.I even managed to connect it to the television in the living room. So we all had a good look at the amateur attempt of film making. We chatted and caught up with old times (theirs not mine).It is always nice to get the views of outsiders looking in at our way of life. He promised me a room to stay if ever I go over there on holidays which is way cool. Told Joyce about it...as usual...did not really register with her. I guess she does not see it as a reality to be lived. Me...the Daydream Believer...

They left after 12 so I was not able to make it to church so I told Joyce so, as she was serving at the children's church again this week. So after much ado Joyce came over to pick me and we went to Bishan for lunch.After dinner...i mean...lunch...we walked around Junction 8 exploring all the new shops there.

Then we came over to my place to 'rest'.Actually more Joyce than me. She was tired after her early day so rested whilst I did my stuff. Joyce really seems to enjoy snuggling under the blankets, with the air con on as soft music plays on the stereo and the room fill with the scent from scented candles and aromatheraphy sticks(the smell is still around the room now). She is always welcome to come and sleep on my bed. *wink*

Round about 7 I woke up Sleeping Beauty and we (mum,dad,Joyce and I) drove to Punggol to try out the food at the new place my folks been raving about to try. I dun recall the name, Punggol something-or other. The place was packed as is usually the case always is when something new comes out anywhere on our little isle. The families will all make an outing out of it, as all 4 generations will pack into a little car and run the place ragged like ants on a piece of half-eaten candy. We decided against communing with the denizens from Hell and proposed to go to the nearby Marina Country Club instead.

Marina Country Club was in marked contrast to the chaos we had just experienced. It was almost unnerving to sit in a restaurant where you are the only guest.Everyone was so well behaved and polite. *brrrr*
Sad to say the food did not live up to expectations.Joyce and I had such good things to say the last time we were there. But today the food was kinda ordinary. But still the environment made up for it somewhat.Mum and dad liked it though.

After dinner we made our almost customary after-dinner drive round about the Punggol area. Joyce was fascinated by the old haunted bungalow we saw. Story has it that some people died terrible deaths there and that ever since there have been 'accidents' at the site. Reportedly 2 groups of contractors who were contracted (what else) to tear down the house to make way for development were either taken mysteriously ill or died! Well...being the happy camper she is, Joyce says that we will go there to take a look... one of these days....in the daytime.As for me, I would much rather do it at night.

Finally we made it home.Where Joyce resumed her restful position on my bed in sleepful bliss. Visions of a certain animal which loves to splash around in the mud and dig for truffles came to mind. After our usual goodbyes,Joyce went home.