My boss bought t-shirts for our department retreat this Friday. We are allowed to decide on the name and numbers to print at the back. As a die-hard Il Divo fan, of course I have to be Diva 😉 As for the number 56, hubby picked it cos it sounds like ‘Got Luck’ in local dialect. Think I’m gonna get lucky with this Thursday’s lottery… LOL
I’m thinking perhaps I should change my nationality to Indian because ever since I came upon this video and blogged about it (look under Music, Gangnam Style by Psy), I just can’t get this phrase out of my head ‘I’m an Indian, Heyy’ LOL It keeps playing over and over in my head.
So, since misery loves company, I’m posting the video again and hope it gets stuck in your head like it does mine 😛
There, I feel better now!
The song talks about “the perfect girlfriend who knows when to be refined and when to get wild. The song’s refrain “오빤 강남 스타일 (Oppan Gangnam style)” has been translated as “Big brother is Gangnam style”, with Psy referring to himself; ”Oppa” is a Korean expression used by females to refer to an older male friend or older brother.
Gangnam Style has spawn many parodies and one of them was made in Singapore’s own backyard. Watch videos here Gangnam Style by Psy.
Today was vet day. Despite being still unwell, I had to take my mum’s dog, Daisy, to the vet for her annual jab. Together with my sis, Stef and her hubby, Kok, and their 2 dogs, we went to pick Daisy up at my mum’s early this morning.
As I was late when Stef and hubby came to pick me up, I hurriedly pulled on my tank top and skort (skirt + shorts underneath) and went downstairs to the waiting car. All the way to the car I was feeling quite uncomfortable in my skort and kept picking on my underwear 😛 Then when we got to my mum’s and I collected Daisy, on the ride down in the elevator I realised why I kept picking on my underwear: I had my skort the wrong way round!
The moment we stepped out of the elevator and I saw Stef, I told her about it and we laughed. I told her I had to go change it around and she said “Can’t you just turn it around?” Um…no, sis, I can’t because it’s a skort and it has shorts underneath that are attached to the skirt. Then I saw the tinted windows of the backseat of the car and made a decision. Kok was ordered out of the car…and the skort got turned around 😉
The trip to the vet was uneventful, even with 3 dogs in the car. Poor Daisy was so stressed that she shed lots of fur in the back of the car. She didn’t flinch when she had the jab but her tail was permanently down and hooked onto the edge of the observation table, as if hanging on to dear life LOL But at least she’s subdued when stressed or afraid and sits quietly. The other two small dogs were something altogether, barking, growling and jumping about.
Did Daisy get any treat for being a good girl? Well, if deworming tablets can be considered as a treat, then yes, she did 😛
No, I didn’t burn or try to burn down the office again. It’s just me struggling with the oven toaster again and making a huge mess out of eating something as simple as ham and eggs sandwiches!
How do you toast a sandwich to a perfect crispy brown on the outside and tenderly warm on the inside? I mean, a sandwich is supposed to be a simple meal right? Not so for me! I bought the 2 sandwiches this morning for lunch, stacked them up and wrapped them on a piece of aluminum foil before popping them into the toaster oven to toast for 10 minutes. Sounds simple enough…So I stood and waited, not trusting myself to not start a fire. Ding! It was done! No mishap there. Phew!
Brought the almost burning hot sandwiches still in the foil to my desk and guess what? The middle part and the fillings were still cold but the top and bottom slices were browned! Back to the toaster they went, this time the 2 sandwiches sitting side by side, the cold side up. I made sure they were nicely browned on the top before removing them. Also made sure no fire was started (this has become a huge concern of mine).
Now came the most difficult part…prying the bottom slice of the bread off the aluminium foil! Ugh! It got stuck there with some of the egg filling spilling out onto the foil. It was an ugly sight by the time I managed to pry it off the foil. Almost lost my appetite at the sight. Look!
But that’s not all…The big mess came when I tried to bite into it. All the eggs (well, not all, but bits) fell out and some landed on the carpet. UGH! I’m such a terrible eater! Who would marry a girl like me? Oh, wait, I’m already married 😛 I am so glad nobody, not even the nosey bosses, walked by at this moment. Terrible me, I had to pick up the bits of eggs from the carpet and put them on to the foil and remember not to eat them (!!!) I have somehow lost my enjoyment of the sandwiches that I’d been so looking forward to eating this morning. All because of the mess they created…or was it me who created the mess?
If anyone has any good suggestions on how to toast a perfect sandwich without setting fires to the kitchen, without burning the bread on the outside and still manage to have the insides cold, on how to eat sandwiches with egg fillings without them dropping all over the desk and carpet,…please tell me. I need lesson 101 on how to have a stress-free lunch at work. In the meantime, I need to go apply for my leave for tomorrow. This is getting to be too stressful…I need a day away from my office kitchen…
Oh, btw, did I tell you I spilled strawberry jam onto my belt this morning as I was eating my strawberry jam sandwich? 😛 And no, please don’t tell me to just bring cold salad…it won’t fill my tummy!
What do you do when your lunch broke out in a fire??? Blow it out, of course!
This was what happened to me this afternoon when I put a McDonald’s Saugage McMuffin into the toaster oven to heat up. Instead of removing the wrapper before toasting, I simply open it up and put the whole burger + wrapper into the oven to toast. Stupidly I thought if I kept watch it should be ok but no, the thin wrapper immediately caught fire!
Strangely the thought that the office pantry was going to turn into a towering inferno wasn’t the top most concern in my mind. Instead, I was more worried that all the staff in the same office were going to witness me setting the office pantry alight. Luckily, only 2 ladies sitting near the open pantry and an Indian colleague who was headed for the washroom were there to witness the fire.
So what did I do? As calmly and as coolly as I could, I opened the oven door and switched off the power. Kudos to the 2 ladies, they didn’t run out the office screaming ‘Fire! Fire!’ even as they saw the flames licking at the burger inside the oven. Instead, they asked if everything was ok as I huffed and puffed and finally blew out the fire. The Indian guy made an exclamation (can’t remember what he said) and then headed straight for the washroom when he saw that I had put out fire with my mouth.
Funnily, instead of being flustered, I managed to laugh it off with the 2 ladies while I hurriedly wipe away the ashes of the burnt wrapper, determined not to leave a trace of the accident even though there was nothing I could do about the burning smell.
Thank goodness the wrapper was thin which was why it burnt itself out pretty quick! And even more so, thank goodness I had the presence of mind to stay and watch over my lunch! My burger was left unscarred and unscathed, which seemed to be the main concern of one of the ladies who kept saying ‘what a waste!’ when she thought my lunch had gone to waste. But when some other colleagues walked into the office and asked if I had burnt my lunch, I just said yes. Couldn’t let them know I nearly evacuated the whole office building, could I???
And did I ever tell you I had a hard-boiled egg explode in the microwave oven in the same pantry???