The Ring is Off - For Now

Even after 2 years, I have not forgotten. Forgive - yes. Forget - no. Maybe I am crazy. That I am being haunted by this ghost of a bitch years past. But I can't trust and love as before. Not after the painful betrayal.
So yesterday, I took off my wedding ring and put it on top of my jewellery box. It has since stayed there. I have no intention of wearing it back.

Flirting Makes You Feel Good!

One morning, a few days after I found out about my Cheating Husband's affair, I woke up feeling so energized and alive. I had set my mind that I was not at the losing end, he was. And those were the days when the Cheating Husband was desperately trying to woo me back.

On the way to the office, I stopped for gas. I was filling up the tank when a car stopped just opposite me and an attractive man, I think in his 40s, wearing a smart black suit came out. He fumbled with his keys, his mind obviously elsewhere and walked to the cashier, oblivious to the fact that I was watching him. I think he then realised that he was being watched, slowed his pace and looked at me. Our eyes locked. I didn't lower my gaze, as I would always do. I kept it 3-4 seconds longer than I should. Then, I slowly looked down and smiled.
Was it a flirt? I don't know! But I have not felt that sexy for ages (and ages). I finished filling up the tank, saw the man going back to his car, all the while aware that his eyes were on me. I didn't look up. But I kept that smile on my lips.
As I drove away, I saw him looking at my car from the rear view mirror. That felt great!!!

I Have to Move On...

This morning I watched the fishes swimming in our little pond, my left chest felt burning, my breath felt short... The fishes have only that little pond to think about. They don't have to think about life out of the little pond. They don't have to think about living, loving, being hurt, being betrayed... Things look easy.
But I'm not a fish. I have many things to think about and to act on. Things are tough. I wish I could stop but I have to move on. If I stop, things might fall apart. Maybe in many ways, I am just like the fish. I don't see them stopping. They swim all day.

What the Bitch Taught Me

Perhaps I am a born patient person. But I am still the broken-hearted wife. But one lesson I learned from this whole Cheating Husband and Stupid Bitch experience is - face the situation with pride and class. (That means no screaming or yelling or hair-pulling or throwing things out the window!)
And most importantly, know that you are never at the losing end. It's his lost, not yours.
Put that in your mind. That's my advise.

Love is Strange

Love is so strange. How can we love and hate a person at the same time?

Recipe: Simple Roasted Potatoes with Rosemary

Every time I cook this Simple Roasted Potatoes with Rosemary dish to accompany my Roasted Chicken, my little daughter would give me a 10/10 rating and thumbs up :).
Ingredients:
- 6 potatoes - peeled, quartered and cleaned
- 2 cloves of garlic - chopped
- a sprig of rosemary - chopped roughly
- 2 tablespoon of olive oil
- some butter
- salt and pepper to taste
Boil the potatoes with some salt. Just boil them half-way through. Then, drain the potatoes. In a bowl, mix 2 tablespoon of olive oil, some butter, salt, pepper, chopped garlic and chopped rosemary. Next, add in the potatoes and mix well. Using the spatula, just press the potatoes to crack them a little bit. Then, put in a baking dish and roast in the oven for about 20mins.
Delicious to be served with Roasted Chicken.

Amazing Junior Masterchefs!

I so very love seeing the kids at Junior Masterchefs Australia cook. The food they cook looks so yummy and delicious! And they are all very cute and adorable! And unlike other reality shows of grown-ups (like Masterchef and others where the contestants bitch about other contestants), these kids are so warm with each other. They support each other and have only good words about their competitors. Such a joy seeing these kids cook.
My favourite - Isabella. She churns out amazing looking food. And she's only 12. And I googled - she won!

Men Have Affairs Because Wives Neglect Duty?

Ibrahim Ali, a Malaysian MP, said that men have extramarital sex because of 'wives who neglect their responsibilities' to their husbands. He said, "Husbands driving home after work see things that are sexually arousing and go to their wives to ease their urges. But when they come home to their wives, they will say, 'wait, I'm cooking,' or 'wait, I'm getting ready to visit relatives'," Ibrahim said.
Oh my God, how many morons have we elected as MPs? Is that the reason why a man cheat? Because he comes home to a wife who's busy cooking for him and the family but can't stand the urges and find other women instead? How about the man's responsibilities to the family? Can't he help out the wife to ease the wife's burdens so that both of them can have quality time together later?
Such lame excuse to have an affair!

Too Much Sex in Newspapers?

Children should not read newspapers anymore, or watch news on TV. In Malaysia that is! There is too much news on sex lately. And I get really confused with the powers that be. The debate about teaching sexual education at schools have not really cooled down, but all the while the media have been partying with explicit news on rape, sodomy, and the latest - sex video of an opposition leader. Well, he's the one in the sodomy case also.
After having breakfast with my daughter the other day, I was paying at the counter of the restaurant when I saw my daughter looking curiously at that day's newspaper. And I had the shock of my life! There, smack on the front page were 3 photos taken from the sex video. The photos were blurry but clearly showed the purportedly opposition leader clad in a towel embracing a prostitute, also clad in a towel.
Look, I am a very open-minded person. I agree with the proposal to teach sexual education in schools because I would like the kids to know the consequences of sex before marriage, of STDs, of abortion, of dumped babies. But such photos on the front page is really not acceptable - morally and politically.

Why Red Daisy?

I was asked - why name this blog Red Daisy? Easy - I love red daisies. Red daisies are unpretentious. They are often associated with modesty and simplicity. Just like me! Daisies are not arrogant like roses. Red daisies also describe my broken heart. In the old days, heartbroken Victorian young women who wished to be loved once again by their suitors began a custom using the daisy, that is still in use today. In Victorian times is was a young maiden would pluck a daisy's petals one by one and sing, "He loves me, he loves me not," for each petal pulled. The last petal so plucked predicted the future of such love.
...Sigh... If only love is that easy!
The message that daisies bring are of innocence, purity, and gentleness on behalf of both the giver and the receiver. The daisy's message is, "You have as many virtues as this plant has petals". A red daisy tells of beauty unknown to the possessor.
Beautiful is it!

My Pillar of Strength

If you ever wondered who I turned to during that lowest moments of my life? = My precious little daughter who was just 7 years old at that time.
She was there for me to lend me her shoulders for me to cry on. She hugged and kissed me and told me her I-love-yous that made all my heartaches bearable. And most importantly, from the moment I could think straight (which was perhaps several hours later after I found out about the affair), I made a pact to myself.
I told myself - my life from then on will be for this little girl. And miraculously, this internal strength came back. The strength to live and to continue living. The strength to stand up and walk again.
From then on, I knew I was not alone. I have this little girl who needs me to care for her. And I have those little hands to help me through life.

Walk Up Stairs, Firmer Butt!

With my pedometer clasp on my waistband, I've been walking quite a lot lately especially going up and down the stairs at the office. Three flights up, three flights down. On average, I walk up and and down like 3-4 times a day. At least.
Though my weight has not shown much improvement, I can feel that my butt has become firmer. And just last night, I noticed that the cellulite that used to bother me a lot, has dramatically become smoother! Now, that's a huge achievement!
So, for you out there - forget the escalator or the lift, just walk up and down the stairs. Get the butt firmer!