little bitty girl

Happy Birthday to me!

I am 31 today. I don't really feel any different from last year or even from when I was 12. I've remained in many ways, at least the essence of whom I have always been. Of course, there have been changes, these things are meant to happen with time. Like a slower metabolism and a better wardrobe in general but deep down inside, I am still the scabby kneed, little, pony tailed girl chasing after my brothers and regaling everyone and anyone about my opinions in life.

I tried to think of an interesting list like "31 things you might not know about me" but since I am such a blabbermouth on this blog, thirty one points are hard to find. Instead here are 10 random things about me and forgive me if they are things you've heard before. So here goes:

1. I have a weird birthmark/mole in between my baby toe and the toe next to it on my right foot. When my mum got home from the hospital (I came home before she did) she thought the nurses forgot to wash my foot and was pissed off that they left her baby girl dirty. Occasionally when I am not paying attention, a determined pedicurist will try to scrape the mole off.

2. Supposedly when my mum gave birth to me, she saw the "white light" - she is one of the few women who can really say,"I nearly died giving birth to you." More often than not, she likes to bring this point up and I say I don't care but secretly I think it's kind of cool I gave her that experience. And am very glad she didn't actually walk into the light because my mama is my guiding light in life.

3. My dad and I have a somewhat awkward relationship (although it's getting MUCH better with time). He's pretty old school and has trouble expressing his feelings. This year, for my birthday card, he wrote a small little blurb, and it was SO sweet. It made me cry. Sometimes I think he doesn't realize that he's one of my favourites too.

4. I love that we bought our house. I am excited about starting a new life there. I can't wait to see what we can do with it. But deep down inside, I would have preferred just renting forever in the city and having a fabulous cottage in the country instead. Being practical won on this one. However whenever we go furniture shopping, I am still really mentally furnishing our very-fabulous-not-yet-owned-but-hopefully-will-in-the-future cottage.

4. I love that we bought our house. I am excited about starting a new life there. I can't wait to see what we can do with it. But deep down inside, I would have preferred just renting forever in the city and having a fabulous cottage in the country instead. Being practical won on this one. However whenever we go furniture shopping, I am still really mentally furnishing our very-fabulous-not-yet-owned-but-hopefully-will-in-the-future cottage.

5. If it was a choice of having 10 mediocre shoes and bags as opposed to having one really fabulous pair of shoes or bag, I will take the one pair of fabulous shoes or bag anytime. Those are just things that you own for a really long time and can never fake.

6. I have almost two mirror image moles underneath my eyes. For some reason, in Malaysia moles are called "taik lalat" or maybe that's just what people used to call mine. But they literally translate to "fly shit" which funnily enough, if you think about it, if a fly really shit the size of these moles, it really must have been constipated before.

7. I really, really despise the colour sexism that occurs when having children. You know where boys wear blue and girls wear pink? I think the whole thing is a little retarded and irrational. I don't know why it bothers me so much but it really does.

8. I have always wanted to own a lifestyle store so that I can buy all the cool, miscellaneous, random things I find on the internet. Unfortunately, I would be my own best customer and never end up making money. Bah! Sometimes earning a living can be so overrated.

9. I never, ever brush my hair. Honestly. I usually just wash and go. Now that my hair is longer, this makes things difficult as sometimes I'll get knots and my first reaction is to just cut the knot off. Patient Stefan is the one who usually has to brush my knots out to avoid the possibility of me having random lopped off hair.

10. I always joke that Mindy is the love of my life. I know it's ridiculous because Mindy is a cat (Shhh! Don't tell her, I really believe she doesn't know it) and Stefan is my husband. But the truth is, they're just both pretty equal in my books with Stefan coming up very slightly on the top.