A wierd Christmas

Don't you just hate it when every shop you walk into in every district you go to is playing some form of Christmas song??? Well I am no Scrooge and I do like Christmas, however, when you know that you are a walking ATM and that whenever you walk into a shop, everything your wife buys, be it for herself or for her kid or for me, is from my wallet, I gte kinda depressed. Anyway, it was a wierd Christmas I might just say.

This Christmas is Tine's first Christmas and we went to the Hyatt for a stay... It was free because I had the points to spare. But I sorta walked away with the feeling that my wife really needs support to look after my little monster because I can see her being tired and wanting some time an space for herself. Which is easy to say, but little monster requires her full time... She is also getting more forgetful, perhaps it is due to being tired of what. But seriously, being a mother is no joke...

Especially when at 2 am in the morning, little monster woke up and started to grin at us like and idiot. We were wondering what the heck she had taken because she did not seem to want to go back to sleep at all.

Anyway, for Christmas, I gave my monster a small trip to somewhere other than home, in preparation for the trip to Sg, for my wife I bought her a pair of shoes and I also bought a pair for myself... Oh yea... if some of you supestitious ones out there say that we should not give our oved ones shoes because they might run away... I gave a cery clear statement that in no other simpler language, if she runs away, be prepared to take the monster with her or be prepared to see monster's pic on E-bay the very next day.... In the eyes of the court, especially for a girl, she (I do not think) will be given to a father to care for.... And I will not fight her for custody too.... hehehehe... point blank... wham!!! She can run... but be prepared to
carry some baggage babes.. hahahahah....

But hey, I am a deal she finds too gud to give away man... a walking ATM who gives her everything she wants... wat else can she ask for???