Psst

After thinking about it for awhile

and ding-dong-ing back and forth,

I've decided to start a Dayre account.

JENG! Surpriseeeee!!! =D

Don't worry la, I'll still be here. Blogging away, telling my stories, and sharing my tales. This isn't the end of Tinki Talks, the blog. BUT... I'll also be at Dayre. See, I never really took to Twitter, I don't like Instagram, and to me, Facebook is made for stalking; not talking. Problem is... I feel like my days keep slipping by without a memory considering how blogging consistently feels so impossible to juggle at the moment. :-/ That's why Dayre feels like the perfect middle ground for me right now. Microblogging via my iPad Mini or my iPhone – it doesn't take a lot of effort and I can totally do it on the go. Win!

So, feel free to join me

on Dayre at dayre.me/tinkitalks

to keep up with me and my daily life! =)

I promise I update Dayre waaaaay more often. =p

Getting In The Mood For Christmas

Was feeling a little sorry for myself today. While talking to Tim Tams (an old colleague from MCKL who's celebrating his birthday today!!), I felt sad somewhat. I'm nowhere near where I want to be with regards to my advertising career since the baby came along and threw everything else into the backseat of Life. T_T

So, instead of sitting around moping, I decided to leave my little boy to play with the maid in my room for awhile, and snuck into the study to gave myself a much-needed, long-awaited, Me-Time pampering. A little while later...

TADAAAAA!!

Please ah. This is mom-style nail painting ok. No time to shape, buff or remove any cuticles wan. The fact that I have a base coat and a top coat PLUS SHINY-SHINY BLING-THING GLITTER AT THE TIPS is an achievement in itself already. All in half an hour! What an achievement. *pats self on back*

Ok, now back to the baby

with my twinkly pinkie in the air. Harhar.

Cheerio! =D

Thoughts

...after reading this sad piece on the news.

Sigh.

='(

You never know what will happen until it does. And more often than not, by the time we do know, it's already too late. So, as corny as it sounds, I guess the only way to kinda-sorta-almost-but-not-quite beat Life at its own sorry, sadistic game of lives and losses, we should do all we can day in and day out to make each moment we have here and now, count. 

So...

Never let the sun go down (or the front door close) on your anger. Tell your loved ones how much you love them as often as Always. A million hugs and kisses will never be too many so hug tightly and kiss sloppily daily. Give out pats on the back and fist bumps liberally. Be generous with compliments and stingy with criticism. Be quick to forgive and even quicker to ask for forgiveness. Release/Reminisce the Past, enjoy the Present, and fret not over the Future. 

May we never be in her shoes;

may we never feel her pain.

God be with you and yours always.