Help!

芥蘭亂坐篇之"坐到你隻手無血"

見到嗎? 我隻手幾無助.....

Kermit sings "The Rainbow Connection"

Why are there so many songs about rainbows
and what's on the other side?
Rainbows are visions, but only illusions,
and rainbows have nothing to hide.
So we've been told and some choose to believe it.
I know they're wrong, wait and see.
Someday we'll find it, the rainbow connection.
The lovers, the dreamers and me.

Who said that every wish would be heard
and answered when wished on the morning star?
Somebody thought of that and someone believed it.
Look what it's done so far.
What's so amazing that keeps us star gazing
and what do we think we might see?
Someday we'll find it, the rainbow connection.
The lovers, the dreamers and me.

All of us under its spell. We know that it's probably magic.

Have you been half asleep and have you heard voices?
I've heard them calling my name.
Is this the sweet sound that called the young sailors.
The voice might be one and the same.
I've heard it too many times to ignore it.
It's something that I'm supposed to be.
Someday we'll find it, the rainbow connection.
The lovers, the dreamers and me.

Friendship between Cat and Dog

Is this friendship or love?

低b雞在草地上套餐

我今個星期很忙, 晚飯都由阿倫負責
(註: 其實70%的晚飯都是由他這個天才小廚神負責XD, 而另外的30%是外賣)
昨天, 阿倫好像很在意晚飯的樣子, 常打電話問我可不可以準時回家吃飯...
最後, 我還是要10.30PM才回到家裡!

在的士上, 他說做了一個"低b雞在草地上"套餐給我!
因為這個無厘頭的名字, 我極之期待. 在細問之下, 他又不肯解釋, 我就趕回家去看好了!
回到家了, 10時半, 他還沒有吃東西, 於是我們一起吃了低b雞在草地上套餐...
我說因為豆角炒蛋像"青草", 這個我知道...他又緊張地補充, "是草地上呀!!!!" (meiling反白眼中)
於是我問他為何稱為低b雞? 他的答案竟然是"低b人吃了都無事的雞" ...因為無骨 (註: 他常掛在嘴邊的低B人就是我)

Anyway,多謝您!這個套餐還附上奶奶做的大蝦沙律!
我其實好怕很夜吃晚餐, 但我今次絕對不會拒絕你的.

Marriage

I have read the below story from Facebook, and i think it's worth sharing this touching story. It's a bit long, but i think it's nicely written. And i also chatted with Ah Lun as he had read this too. Let's see how we reacted to this story.

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When I got home that night as my wife served dinner, I held her hand and said, I've got something to tell you. She sat down and ate quietly. Again I observed the hurt in her eyes.

Suddenly I didn't know how to open my mouth. But I had to let her know what I was thinking. I want a divorce. I raised the topic calmly.

She didn't seem to be annoyed by my words, instead she asked me softly, why?

I avoided her question. This made her angry. She threw away the chopsticks and shouted at me, you are not a man! That night, we didn't talk to each other. She was weeping. I knew she wanted to find out what had happened to our marriage. But I could hardly give her a satisfactory answer; she had lost my heart to Jane. I didn't love her anymore. I just pitied her!

With a deep sense of guilt, I drafted a divorce agreement which stated that she could own our house, our car, and 30% stake of my company.

She glanced at it and then tore it into pieces. The woman who had spent ten years of her life with me had become a stranger. I felt sorry for her wasted time, resources and energy but I could not take back what I had said for I loved Jane so dearly. Finally she cried loudly in front of me, which was what I had expected to see. To me her cry was actually a kind of release. The idea of divorce which had obsessed me for several weeks seemed to be firmer and clearer now.

The next day, I came back home very late and found her writing something at the table. I didn't have supper but went straight to sleep and fell asleep very fast because I was tired after an eventful day with Jane.

When I woke up, she was still there at the table writing. I just did not care so I turned over and was asleep again.

In the morning she presented her divorce conditions: she didn't want anything from me, but needed a month's notice before the divorce. She requested that in that one month we both struggle to live as normal a life as possible. Her reasons were simple: our son had his exams in a month's time and she didn't want to disrupt him with our broken marriage.

This was agreeable to me. But she had something more, she asked me to recall how I had carried her into out bridal room on our wedding day.

She requested that every day for the month's duration I carry her out of our bedroom to the front door ever morning. I thought she was going crazy. Just to make our last days together bearable I accepted her odd request.

I told Jane about my wife's divorce conditions. . She laughed loudly and thought it was absurd. No matter what tricks she applies, she has to face the divorce, she said scornfully.

My wife and I hadn't had any body contact since my divorce intention was explicitly expressed. So when I carried her out on the first day, we both appeared clumsy. Our son clapped behind us, daddy is holding mommy in his arms. His words brought me a sense of pain. From the bedroom to the sitting room, then to the door, I walked over ten meters with her in my arms. She closed her eyes and said softly; don't tell our son about the divorce. I nodded, feeling somewhat upset. I put her down outside
the door. She went to wait for the bus to work. I drove alone to the office.

On the second day, both of us acted much more easily. She leaned on my chest. I could smell the fragrance of her blouse. I realized that I hadn't looked at this woman carefully for a long time. I realized she was not young any more. There were fine wrinkles on her face, her hair was graying! Our marriage had taken its toll on her. For a minute I wondered what I had done to her.

On the fourth day, when I lifted her up, I felt a sense of intimacy returning. This was the woman who had given ten years of her life to me.

On the fifth and sixth day, I realized that our sense of intimacy was growing again. I didn't tell Jane about this. It became easier to carry her as the month slipped by. Perhaps the everyday workout made me stronger.

She was choosing what to wear one morning. She tried on quite a few dresses but could not find a suitable one. Then she sighed, all my dresses have grown bigger. I suddenly realized that she had grown so thin, that was the reason why I could carry her more easily.

Suddenly it hit me... she had buried so much pain and bitterness in her heart. Subconsciously I reached out and touched her head.

Our son came in at the moment and said, Dad, it's time to carry mom out. To him, seeing his father carrying his mother out had become an essential part of his life. My wife gestured to our son to come closer and hugged him tightly. I turned my face away because I was afraid I might change my mind at this last minute. I then held her in my arms, walking from the bedroom, through the sitting room, to the hallway. Her hand surrounded my neck softly and naturally. I held her body tightly; it was just like our wedding day.

But her much lighter weight made me sad. On the last day, when I held her in my arms I could hardly move a step. Our son had gone to school. I held her tightly and said, I hadn't noticed that our life lacked intimacy.

I drove to office.... jumped out of the car swiftly without locking the door. I was afraid any delay would make me change my mind...I walked upstairs. Jane opened the door and I said to her, Sorry, Jane, I do not want the divorce anymore.

She looked at me, astonished, and then touched my forehead. Do you have a fever? She said. I moved her hand off my head. Sorry, Jane, I said, I won't divorce. My marriage life was boring probably because she and I didn't value the details of our lives, not because we didn't love each other anymore. Now I realize that since I carried her into my home on our wedding day I am supposed to hold her until death do us apart.

Jane seemed to suddenly wake up. She gave me a loud slap and then slammed the door and burst into tears. I walked downstairs and drove away.

At the floral shop on the way, I ordered a bouquet of flowers for my wife. The salesgirl asked me what to write on the card. I smiled and wrote, I'll carry you out every morning until death do us apart.

That evening I arrived home, flowers in my hands, a smile on my face, I run up stairs, only to find my wife in the bed - dead.
My wife had been fighting CANCER for months and I was so busy with Jane to even notice. She knew that she would die soon and she wanted to save me from the whatever negative reaction from our son, in case we push thru with the divorce.-- At least, in the eyes of our son--- I'm a loving husband....

The small details of your lives are what really matter in a relationship. It is not the mansion, the car, property, the money in the bank. These create an environment conducive for happiness but cannot give happiness in themselves. So find time to be your spouse's friend and do those little things for each other that build intimacy. Do have a real happy marriage!

If you don't share this, nothing will happen to you.

If you do, you just might save a marriage.
Many of life's failures are people who did not realize how close they were to success when they gave up.

A CHRIST-CENTERED MARRIAGE IS A MARRIAGE THAT IS SURE TO LAST A LIFETIME.
So then, they are no longer two but one flesh. Therefore what God has joined together, let not man separate. Matthew 19:6.

By Stephanie Halmilton

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Meiling: 你可不可以像主角一樣每早抱我出廳呀?

Ah Lun: 可以!!! (堅定的語氣)

Meiling: 好感動呀!!

Ah Lun: 我會撞你埋牆, fing 你對腳埋門框wor, OK?

Meiling: 直至我對腳斷為止, 對不對? ...不消一個星期, 你就不用再抱了! 好聰明!

Ah Lun: 我是不會比你對腳斷的, 因為我可以拖住你對腳, 拖行你出廳......不用擔心

Meiling: %$#%^#^%(&*#$#

Meiling was fed

I just found out on the blackboard wall this morning, saying "Meiling was fed"!

Interestingly, Meiling was not aware that she was fed while sleeping. It's such a bizarre family!

Weird Kailan

Kailan has always been a weird girl. This morning, Ah Lun played with her and suddenly she sleeped on her back for a few minutes. Normally, our iPhone cannot capture her still moments. But she was so static, and iPhone can take the image!!

D90 生病了

藥費驚人，索價1100大洋，仲要2-3星期先可以出院。我隻芥蘭仲健康過佢！

Impressionists Ah Lun & Scarlett

Today, my ex-colleagues had arranged an artjamming session as my belated birthday celebration. This was held at artjamming's new shop (1/F of LCX Causeway Bay). I am so outdated now, and only found out there's a LCX in Causeway Bay until today. Sigh...I can feel that i am turning old! I used to be a shopping expert in the old days!

Ah Lun decided to join the art jam very last minute. He went there unprepared, but i really like his drawing which is a masterpiece of impressionism!

Dung Dung Dung Done .....he decided to draw the black patches of Kailan's body.

My friend's little daughter Scarlett had also come for the drawing session. With her creative mind at 4.5 years old, she drew a number of unrelated subjects on the canvas. Really Amazing.

From the top (clockwise): Black clouds, green birds, apple tree, grass, giraffe, bunnies (we dunno why they turned red), oranges x 4 (very strange shapes), rainbow (colours all gone wrong, and missing a few more colours).

Meiling was not in a mood for drawing today, and the drawing will be sent as a gift for my friend's daughter, Anya. The inspiration came from the love and protection between daughter and mother. I hope the little girl loves the pastel colour of the drawing. By the way, it's a raining scene if you cannot see the raindrops clearly in the picture.

Friendship with a wild lion.

The reunion looks familiar to me...
I still remember how Kailan reacted when i picker her up from the Posh Paws Resort after an 8-day separation.