In my last entry, I mentioned feeling great sorrow because of losing Lainey to cancer.
It's only been in the last few months that I have started to feel comfortable and happy in this country. A large part of this has been due to the friends that we have met here. Just a few days after I wrote that blog, we received the devastating news that one of our new friends has skin cancer.
We hope that because it was caught in the early stages that Smiley will make a full recovery. The medical team has moved very quickly and he's already had an operation to remove the affected area. However, as with every cancer case, it is a waiting game. Sometimes you pull the short straw and sometimes if you're very lucky, you don't.
P and I are of course both worried, but thinking positive thoughts for him and praying every day.
I myself am in shock as you can all imagine. Smiley and his wife are a wonderful couple i.e. kind, generous, sweet and funny. Although we haven't known them for very long, P and I really care for them. When we get together, it is constant laughter and hilarity. Although they are a little older than us, we have a lot in common. They really are lovely and I know that if any of you met them, you would feel the same.
As I end this short entry today, I ask if all of you could pray for Smiley's rapid recovery and remission in whatever faith that you believe in. Thank you very much and I will keep you posted on how he is doing.
Thursday, December 10, 2009
Thursday, December 3, 2009
Yo Ho Ho and Champers on Ice
Twelve months ago, P and I were excitedly anticipating the arrival of Yeller Fever to our rainy shores. This year, he will be on the Small Island and sorely missed. However, he will be here in the summer with his partner and we just cannot wait!
We will spend the yuletide season with friends we have made since we moved here. I am looking forward to having two weeks off but it will be different without my BFF around.
This weekend, we'll be having a cocktail party for about 20 colleagues, some of whom are also friends. In anticipation of our little celebration, we have put up our Christmas decorations.
Josh Grobin is on the CD player while I unpack my three big containers of ornaments. It's at times like this that remind me of loved ones that are no longer with us, in particular, my darling Lainey. I can't believe that it has been almost four years (in April 2010) since she passed. I miss her as much today as I did on the day that she died, if not more.
So much has happened that she doesn't know about i.e. my wedding, moving to Brrringland and so on. I know that she would find my crude comments about Brrringlish gals absolutely hilarious and would email me laughing about my last 'yellow river' blog. That is what I find the most painful: that we can't share the ridiculous that is daily life anymore. I still think about her with equal amounts of love and sorrow every single day. And I guess I always will.
But on a day like today (even though it's rainy and cr*p outside), I remember that I'm also very lucky to have a loving husband, great friends and family, a good job and a beautiful house to live in. Plus let's not forget, mummy's little helper, Chynna.
Here, my little friend is 'assisting' me to put up the decorations from her cosy little spot under the tree:
Most of the decorations are in the living and dining area. Because this house is so big, it doesn't feel cluttered at all:
The dress code of our upcoming party is 'Ball Gowns and Bedroom Slippers'. P will be in his tux and I will be wearing a long black strapless gown, my vintage diamonds and wonderful Hello Kitty slippers. I can't wait to see what other people will wear!
Photos to follow next week...
We will spend the yuletide season with friends we have made since we moved here. I am looking forward to having two weeks off but it will be different without my BFF around.
This weekend, we'll be having a cocktail party for about 20 colleagues, some of whom are also friends. In anticipation of our little celebration, we have put up our Christmas decorations.
Josh Grobin is on the CD player while I unpack my three big containers of ornaments. It's at times like this that remind me of loved ones that are no longer with us, in particular, my darling Lainey. I can't believe that it has been almost four years (in April 2010) since she passed. I miss her as much today as I did on the day that she died, if not more.
So much has happened that she doesn't know about i.e. my wedding, moving to Brrringland and so on. I know that she would find my crude comments about Brrringlish gals absolutely hilarious and would email me laughing about my last 'yellow river' blog. That is what I find the most painful: that we can't share the ridiculous that is daily life anymore. I still think about her with equal amounts of love and sorrow every single day. And I guess I always will.
But on a day like today (even though it's rainy and cr*p outside), I remember that I'm also very lucky to have a loving husband, great friends and family, a good job and a beautiful house to live in. Plus let's not forget, mummy's little helper, Chynna.
Here, my little friend is 'assisting' me to put up the decorations from her cosy little spot under the tree:
Most of the decorations are in the living and dining area. Because this house is so big, it doesn't feel cluttered at all:
The dress code of our upcoming party is 'Ball Gowns and Bedroom Slippers'. P will be in his tux and I will be wearing a long black strapless gown, my vintage diamonds and wonderful Hello Kitty slippers. I can't wait to see what other people will wear!
Photos to follow next week...
Monday, November 16, 2009
The Princess and the Pee
P and I are thinking of buying a place of our own here some time next year (fingers crossed for a nice big bonus!). We haven't narrowed down an area yet, but are taking the next few months to explore different towns to see which one would suit us best.
Last weekend, we took Chynna with us and headed south east towards the coast as I have a colleague who lives there. Before we got on the motorway, we stopped off at a service station to fill up with petrol, use the bathroom and pick up some snacks for the 1.5 hour journey. In the shop, I couldn't decide between a sausage roll or mini scotch eggs stuffed with pork that came in a plastic tub. My hand hovered over both items before I finally went with the eggs. Thank goodness I did though, and you will all see why in a bit.
After driving for a short while, P said to me, "Oh sh*t, they have closed the motorway between junction 5 and 6!" At that point, I didn't realize what that would mean. However, I soon would as we were caught in one of the worst traffic jams I have ever been in. We sat in the same spot without moving for about 25 minutes and when we did, it was literally at a crawl. There had been an accident earlier. Instead of quickly moving the affected vehicles out of the way (what am I saying? That would have taken common sense), the Brrrringlish idiots decided to cause chaos for thousands of drivers by closing that section of the motorway and sending us all on a jolly detour down single-lane country roads. You can imagine the congestion that caused at that particular junction. It was like trying to funnel a dam full of water through a straw.
All of you that know me well are aware that I have the bladder of a knat. One of my friends calls me the 'electric shower heater' i.e. water goes in cold and comes out almost immediately warm. Being stuck in a gridlock is one of my biggest nightmares. After not moving for about two hours, I was about to have a serious accident all over the front seat. There just didn't seem to be an end in sight.
It is illegal here to get out of your car on the motorway so it wasn't like I could even use one of the bushes on the verge as a toilet. As it is the fall, the plants were quite bare anyway so they wouldn't have provided much coverage. I had visions of my bare behind being posted up on Youtube or on one of those 'priceless' emails that go around the www.
I was so uncomfortable and desperate that I was about to p into a zip lock bag that we had. Unfortunately, it was sandwich sized so I knew it wasn't going to be big enough. I looked around the car to see what we could use and on the back seat, I noticed the tub of scotch eggs. I said to P, "I got it! I can use that as a p pot!".
The only issue was that it was still half full of food. So my sweet husband opened the tub and started eating the contents at full speed. He couldn't chew as fast as his hand was putting eggs in his mouth and I think was making himself sick. Finally all the scotch eggs were eaten and he gave me the empty container.
As I didn't want to spill on the seat, I laid the disposable baby changing mat lining Chynna's travel bed on the seat, twigs that she picks up on her walks and all. I took Chynna's towel, put it over my lap, dropped my trousers, put the pot into position and let the yellow river flow. I'm sure people looking into the car must have thought I was a REALLY tall Chinese woman.
By this time, P had finally maneuvered into the far right lane so he had to ensure he didn't pull up next to any trucks that could down look directly into the car as we moved. Two minutes and one litre later, I felt much much better. Thank goodness for napkins and wet wipes.
We managed to pass the worst of the jam, but were still stuck behind slow-moving traffic for another hour or so. I then had to use the bathroom again. The second time of using the p pot was not surprisingly, much easier than the first.
Soon afterwards, traffic normalised and then it was P's turn to need to use the bathroom. A journey that would normally have taken 90 minutes took almost five hours. We finally pulled into a service station and I have never seen P move so fast in my life.
That day showed me that I have really settled in this country. I can never change the uselessness of the people and the inefficiency in the way they think. But after 18 months of living here, I have now honed my ability to work around their inabilities. I think it would be fair to say that not only did I impress P, but I also surprised myself. Humans are amazing creatures and we are adaptable in the most surprising (though not always pleasant) ways.
I now have an emergency 'toilet' in the car, a plastic bag filled with more disposable baby changing mats, the infamous scotch egg pot, a sarong (for modesty) and more wet wipes. Needs must!
After driving for a short while, P said to me, "Oh sh*t, they have closed the motorway between junction 5 and 6!" At that point, I didn't realize what that would mean. However, I soon would as we were caught in one of the worst traffic jams I have ever been in. We sat in the same spot without moving for about 25 minutes and when we did, it was literally at a crawl. There had been an accident earlier. Instead of quickly moving the affected vehicles out of the way (what am I saying? That would have taken common sense), the Brrrringlish idiots decided to cause chaos for thousands of drivers by closing that section of the motorway and sending us all on a jolly detour down single-lane country roads. You can imagine the congestion that caused at that particular junction. It was like trying to funnel a dam full of water through a straw.
All of you that know me well are aware that I have the bladder of a knat. One of my friends calls me the 'electric shower heater' i.e. water goes in cold and comes out almost immediately warm. Being stuck in a gridlock is one of my biggest nightmares. After not moving for about two hours, I was about to have a serious accident all over the front seat. There just didn't seem to be an end in sight.
It is illegal here to get out of your car on the motorway so it wasn't like I could even use one of the bushes on the verge as a toilet. As it is the fall, the plants were quite bare anyway so they wouldn't have provided much coverage. I had visions of my bare behind being posted up on Youtube or on one of those 'priceless' emails that go around the www.
I was so uncomfortable and desperate that I was about to p into a zip lock bag that we had. Unfortunately, it was sandwich sized so I knew it wasn't going to be big enough. I looked around the car to see what we could use and on the back seat, I noticed the tub of scotch eggs. I said to P, "I got it! I can use that as a p pot!".
The only issue was that it was still half full of food. So my sweet husband opened the tub and started eating the contents at full speed. He couldn't chew as fast as his hand was putting eggs in his mouth and I think was making himself sick. Finally all the scotch eggs were eaten and he gave me the empty container.
As I didn't want to spill on the seat, I laid the disposable baby changing mat lining Chynna's travel bed on the seat, twigs that she picks up on her walks and all. I took Chynna's towel, put it over my lap, dropped my trousers, put the pot into position and let the yellow river flow. I'm sure people looking into the car must have thought I was a REALLY tall Chinese woman.
By this time, P had finally maneuvered into the far right lane so he had to ensure he didn't pull up next to any trucks that could down look directly into the car as we moved. Two minutes and one litre later, I felt much much better. Thank goodness for napkins and wet wipes.
We managed to pass the worst of the jam, but were still stuck behind slow-moving traffic for another hour or so. I then had to use the bathroom again. The second time of using the p pot was not surprisingly, much easier than the first.
Soon afterwards, traffic normalised and then it was P's turn to need to use the bathroom. A journey that would normally have taken 90 minutes took almost five hours. We finally pulled into a service station and I have never seen P move so fast in my life.
That day showed me that I have really settled in this country. I can never change the uselessness of the people and the inefficiency in the way they think. But after 18 months of living here, I have now honed my ability to work around their inabilities. I think it would be fair to say that not only did I impress P, but I also surprised myself. Humans are amazing creatures and we are adaptable in the most surprising (though not always pleasant) ways.
I now have an emergency 'toilet' in the car, a plastic bag filled with more disposable baby changing mats, the infamous scotch egg pot, a sarong (for modesty) and more wet wipes. Needs must!
Sunday, September 13, 2009
More House Pics
We were up north this weekend for a colleague's wedding and had a great time. On the way there, we stopped off at a show home warehouse and picked up a couple of pieces of furniture.
The first is a stool that we have near the entrance hallway. We ask all our visitors to take their shoes off when they come into the house and have had some funny situations with people hopping around trying to put their shoes back on when they leave. Hence, we thought a stool might come in handy and would also be useful in preventing any injuries!
The second item we bought is a lovely chair on brass castors. This is in the dining room and can be brought out into the living area if we need any extra seating for when guests come over.
It's a pity that the sun wasn't shining when I took these photos of the dining room, but this IS Brrringland after all! However, you can still see how lovely and light the room is.
The first is a stool that we have near the entrance hallway. We ask all our visitors to take their shoes off when they come into the house and have had some funny situations with people hopping around trying to put their shoes back on when they leave. Hence, we thought a stool might come in handy and would also be useful in preventing any injuries!
The second item we bought is a lovely chair on brass castors. This is in the dining room and can be brought out into the living area if we need any extra seating for when guests come over.
It's a pity that the sun wasn't shining when I took these photos of the dining room, but this IS Brrringland after all! However, you can still see how lovely and light the room is.
The kitchen is just off the dining area.
When you guys come over, this is where you'll sleep. I absolutely love the vintage cheval mirror in the corner of the room.
I still haven't bought a new sofa yet, so photos of the living are will have to wait.
Tuesday, September 8, 2009
Maybe Not Love, But At Least Contentment
This weekend, P and I moved into our new rented house: a lovely three bedroom semi-detached family home. It's less than a mile from where we used to live in the Victorian cottage, but a whole world away.
I have forgotten how wonderful it is to be in a modern house where the building insulation is effective, the shower doesn't have a mind of its own going from hot to cold and hot again all in the space of two seconds and where mold doesn't lurk in every damp and dark corner. We also have two 'pp rooms' in this place, yahooooooo!
It was hard work but we managed to move everything within a day. Although we are not 100% there yet, we are close. We are in a wonderful little cul de sac of about a dozen houses, most of which are inhabited by retirees and families. There are other Asians here too and our immediate neighbour is a lovely lady from Tom Yum Land. 
On the day we moved, so many of them came out to meet us. We already have a dinner invitation from one of the Fragrant Harbour families two doors down! I'm happy.
Chynna loves it here too. She has had so much attention from everyone and she enjoys tearing round and round the back garden. And yes, this time, we have grass! Plus perfumed rose bushes, my absolute favourite flower.
We still need bits and pieces of furniture and once it's all completed, I will take photos and update the blog.
In the mean time, I have a 'sneak peek' of what is to come. The only room that is finished is the master bedroom. It is in my favourite shabby chic style with whites, creams, light browns and pale greens making it a calm oasis. 
As there wasn't enough drawer space, I used two white open book shelves that the landlady had left behind for my sweaters, jeans and folded clothes. However, not wanting to leave it open to 'collect dust', I came up with the novel idea of using two of my vintage hand worked lace tableclothes to cover them up. I think it looks really pretty. 
I can't wait for the rest of the house to be finished. It will be amazing and I think you all will be particularly impressed with the dining room conservatory.
And while I may never love this country, at least in this house, even though we've only been here a few days, it feels like it could be home.
I have forgotten how wonderful it is to be in a modern house where the building insulation is effective, the shower doesn't have a mind of its own going from hot to cold and hot again all in the space of two seconds and where mold doesn't lurk in every damp and dark corner. We also have two 'pp rooms' in this place, yahooooooo!
It was hard work but we managed to move everything within a day. Although we are not 100% there yet, we are close. We are in a wonderful little cul de sac of about a dozen houses, most of which are inhabited by retirees and families. There are other Asians here too and our immediate neighbour is a lovely lady from Tom Yum Land.
This is the view from our front yard:
On the day we moved, so many of them came out to meet us. We already have a dinner invitation from one of the Fragrant Harbour families two doors down! I'm happy.
Chynna loves it here too. She has had so much attention from everyone and she enjoys tearing round and round the back garden. And yes, this time, we have grass! Plus perfumed rose bushes, my absolute favourite flower.
We still need bits and pieces of furniture and once it's all completed, I will take photos and update the blog.
In the mean time, I have a 'sneak peek' of what is to come. The only room that is finished is the master bedroom. It is in my favourite shabby chic style with whites, creams, light browns and pale greens making it a calm oasis.
This is the view into our room from the hallway:
As there wasn't enough drawer space, I used two white open book shelves that the landlady had left behind for my sweaters, jeans and folded clothes. However, not wanting to leave it open to 'collect dust', I came up with the novel idea of using two of my vintage hand worked lace tableclothes to cover them up. I think it looks really pretty.
White baskets, lace and vintage chandeliers are the order of the day:
Best of all, our room overlooks the back garden:
I can't wait for the rest of the house to be finished. It will be amazing and I think you all will be particularly impressed with the dining room conservatory.
And while I may never love this country, at least in this house, even though we've only been here a few days, it feels like it could be home.
Thursday, August 6, 2009
'Tis the Season for Change
There is something in the air and it's called 'life moves on'. Besides changing Chynna's dog walker last month, there have also been a lot of other developments in our lives.
P was recently promoted and is now Head of IT for You-Rope as opposed to Head of IT for Brrringland. It is a huge jump in responsibility and he is travelling a lot more. Hopefully, this will be the first step of many and the next leap might be to the Land of the Free? I will keep my fingers (and toes and legs and eyes!!) crossed. I am definitely a Buffalo Wing kind of gal and would jump at the opportunity to live and work there.
We also decided to buy a car and are now proud owners of a 2006 Ford Focus 5-door hatchback. We lived without a car for over a year but it's so convenient and we love having it. We have done quite a few day trips and it has really been enjoyable. We can now also pick friends up from the airport (as opposed to putting them on the bus or in a taxi) so I hope that more of you will come to visit us here!
We have also found another rental property not too far from where we live now. The difference (and oh what a difference it is!) is that we'll have a second toilet! Yahoooooooooooooooooooooo! A lot of houses and flats here only have one bathroom (even if they have three bedrooms or more), so uncivilized. But what else can you expect from this place? The reference checks are being done now and all being well, we will move some time next month.
No post is complete without a couple of photos of our baby dawg, who is not so much of a baby anymore at just over five months old. These were taken by a friend and can you tell, it's not easy being beautiful!
P was recently promoted and is now Head of IT for You-Rope as opposed to Head of IT for Brrringland. It is a huge jump in responsibility and he is travelling a lot more. Hopefully, this will be the first step of many and the next leap might be to the Land of the Free? I will keep my fingers (and toes and legs and eyes!!) crossed. I am definitely a Buffalo Wing kind of gal and would jump at the opportunity to live and work there.
We also decided to buy a car and are now proud owners of a 2006 Ford Focus 5-door hatchback. We lived without a car for over a year but it's so convenient and we love having it. We have done quite a few day trips and it has really been enjoyable. We can now also pick friends up from the airport (as opposed to putting them on the bus or in a taxi) so I hope that more of you will come to visit us here!
We have also found another rental property not too far from where we live now. The difference (and oh what a difference it is!) is that we'll have a second toilet! Yahoooooooooooooooooooooo! A lot of houses and flats here only have one bathroom (even if they have three bedrooms or more), so uncivilized. But what else can you expect from this place? The reference checks are being done now and all being well, we will move some time next month.
No post is complete without a couple of photos of our baby dawg, who is not so much of a baby anymore at just over five months old. These were taken by a friend and can you tell, it's not easy being beautiful!
Tuesday, July 14, 2009
Doggone Outta' Here!
It is with a little bit of regret and a whole lot of relief that P and I finally fired our dog walker Nicky yesterday.
Although she was great with Chynna, she wasn't so great with us. You always had to be careful what you said around her as she took herself very seriously.
The downhill slide started a few weeks ago. Nicky had come over to teach us how to correct Chynna when she pulled or resisted on the lead and made us walk up and down the sidewalk outside our house. As she walked off, I jokingly said to P, "Slave driver!". She turned around and I pointed to P and said, "He said that!", not realizing she didn't know it was actually me who had made the tongue-in-cheek remark.
That evening, she sent P a very rude text saying that she was trying to teach us how to have a better behaved dog and that she didn't appreciate him making nasty comments about her! I quickly contacted Nicky and explained that it was me being cheeky and that P didn't have anything to do with it. She said, "Opps!" but never apologized to P. Needless to say, P was extremely p*ssed off but he let it go as he knew how much I liked her.
The problem with someone like Nicky who is very self righteous is that it is just a matter of time before another incident explodes. Yesterday, that happened with me and unfortunately for her, I am not as forgiving as P.
I knew that she was having financial difficulties as she has cancelled her contracts with all of her other clients as they didn't train their dogs the way she wanted them to. As I know she likes to sew, I offered her the opportunity to make some dog mats for me as I wanted to give them to my colleagues who cover for me when I go on holiday. They are all dog owners. I had bought a lovely Cath Kidston dog mat from an online seller but I wanted to give Nicky the business instead so I asked her to copy it.
However, out of hoping to do a good turn, the whole situation became a huge palava. Nicky got flustered because she couldn't source good but cheap fabrics and it became a very big deal in her mind. In the end, it got very complicated when she started sending me more and more irate texts raving about working for minimum wage, wasting her time looking for material, etc.
I honestly didn't understand what the fuss was about. If other sellers can do it, why can't she? Anyway, it got to the point where I then became very fed up. I sent her last sms to P, who replied back with, 'Crazy!"
That, coupled with the previous incident with P, made us both decide that we didn't want her to work for us anymore. I have always considered her a friend, not just an employee, but her inability to treat people with respect and in a rational manner completely turned us off.
P went home early from the office and waited for Nicky to drop Chynna off in the afternoon. He then told her we needed a cooling off period. At this news, she completely lost her temper and started arguing with him. When he told her it wasn't doing any good, she stormed off. She claims she didn't see it coming and although I hope that this will be a good wake up call for her, I doubt if she can see where she went wrong.
She has since sent me several texts and emails, none of which I have read. Although it saddens me a lot, I know that it is pointless trying to explain where we are coming from. I have always known she is a hair trigger away from losing her temper and she herself has admitted she is highly strung.
She is in her late 30s, has never been married and been seeing a married man for the last six years whom she breaks up and gets back together with at least once a week. I guess when you live your life with so much drama, you forget what stability and 'normalcy' (for lack of a better word) is like. I honestly believe she doesn't know how to behave with other people as she has been alone for so long. She admitted to me some time ago that she doesn't have any female friends anymore and no wonder. She makes ME look low maintenance, and that is saying something!
We have found another company run by a couple who take care of dogs full time. Chynna is going with them today so fingers crossed that she will have a smooth transition into their pack.
Although is is 'summer' here, it has been very rainy and wet. I have bought Chynna an expensive Hurtta raincoat (from Finland, what they don't know about dog coats ain't worth knowing!) but being a cheapskate, I have got a larger size that will fit her when she's grown (she has approximately another two inches in length, two inches around her neck and three inches around her chest to go). Here she is modelling it (albeit unhappily) for mummy ha ha:
Although she was great with Chynna, she wasn't so great with us. You always had to be careful what you said around her as she took herself very seriously.
The downhill slide started a few weeks ago. Nicky had come over to teach us how to correct Chynna when she pulled or resisted on the lead and made us walk up and down the sidewalk outside our house. As she walked off, I jokingly said to P, "Slave driver!". She turned around and I pointed to P and said, "He said that!", not realizing she didn't know it was actually me who had made the tongue-in-cheek remark.
That evening, she sent P a very rude text saying that she was trying to teach us how to have a better behaved dog and that she didn't appreciate him making nasty comments about her! I quickly contacted Nicky and explained that it was me being cheeky and that P didn't have anything to do with it. She said, "Opps!" but never apologized to P. Needless to say, P was extremely p*ssed off but he let it go as he knew how much I liked her.
The problem with someone like Nicky who is very self righteous is that it is just a matter of time before another incident explodes. Yesterday, that happened with me and unfortunately for her, I am not as forgiving as P.
I knew that she was having financial difficulties as she has cancelled her contracts with all of her other clients as they didn't train their dogs the way she wanted them to. As I know she likes to sew, I offered her the opportunity to make some dog mats for me as I wanted to give them to my colleagues who cover for me when I go on holiday. They are all dog owners. I had bought a lovely Cath Kidston dog mat from an online seller but I wanted to give Nicky the business instead so I asked her to copy it.
However, out of hoping to do a good turn, the whole situation became a huge palava. Nicky got flustered because she couldn't source good but cheap fabrics and it became a very big deal in her mind. In the end, it got very complicated when she started sending me more and more irate texts raving about working for minimum wage, wasting her time looking for material, etc.
I honestly didn't understand what the fuss was about. If other sellers can do it, why can't she? Anyway, it got to the point where I then became very fed up. I sent her last sms to P, who replied back with, 'Crazy!"
That, coupled with the previous incident with P, made us both decide that we didn't want her to work for us anymore. I have always considered her a friend, not just an employee, but her inability to treat people with respect and in a rational manner completely turned us off.
P went home early from the office and waited for Nicky to drop Chynna off in the afternoon. He then told her we needed a cooling off period. At this news, she completely lost her temper and started arguing with him. When he told her it wasn't doing any good, she stormed off. She claims she didn't see it coming and although I hope that this will be a good wake up call for her, I doubt if she can see where she went wrong.
She has since sent me several texts and emails, none of which I have read. Although it saddens me a lot, I know that it is pointless trying to explain where we are coming from. I have always known she is a hair trigger away from losing her temper and she herself has admitted she is highly strung.
She is in her late 30s, has never been married and been seeing a married man for the last six years whom she breaks up and gets back together with at least once a week. I guess when you live your life with so much drama, you forget what stability and 'normalcy' (for lack of a better word) is like. I honestly believe she doesn't know how to behave with other people as she has been alone for so long. She admitted to me some time ago that she doesn't have any female friends anymore and no wonder. She makes ME look low maintenance, and that is saying something!
We have found another company run by a couple who take care of dogs full time. Chynna is going with them today so fingers crossed that she will have a smooth transition into their pack.
Although is is 'summer' here, it has been very rainy and wet. I have bought Chynna an expensive Hurtta raincoat (from Finland, what they don't know about dog coats ain't worth knowing!) but being a cheapskate, I have got a larger size that will fit her when she's grown (she has approximately another two inches in length, two inches around her neck and three inches around her chest to go). Here she is modelling it (albeit unhappily) for mummy ha ha:
'Le Kwa Si Mi?!'
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