feeling snug as a bug in "another" rug

Anders chose a furnished apartment. Quite nice, I have to say except for the furnished part. Imagine Hugh Hefner was asked to be a special guest decorator in Debbie Travis home decorating show to fundraise a charity project to help disabled and retired bunnies. I am sure the final result would somewhat look like our apartment; black crystal chandeliers, a leopard carpet, black fur chairs and a picture of Marilyn Monroe. The only thing that kept me from screaming "O MY GOD" as if hugh and debbie took me by surprise by jumping from behind the kitchen door was the missing rotating bed. Although it sounds surreal because
a. nobody wants to pay for retired bunnies
b. let alone, watch Debbie Travis on television these days
we still have to deal with our landlord's shameful home decorating plan.

There is no way we can blame Debbie or Hugh for it and send them back the dead squirrel, called a rug, that is shedding its fur on the white marble floor. We can only use it as an excuse for deliberately forgetting our new years resolution of spending less and saving more: we needed to buy the comfortable L-shaped couch, the feathery misty grey carpet, the amplifier and home theater system,.. to make us feel more at home.
Or we could just blame Anders, his bad taste home decorating skills and for not bringing a camera with him when he went house hunting.

Lazy Sunday

Anders´boxes arrived which was an excellent opportunity to clean up the apartment. I put on the apron and felt perfectly at ease in my new role as a newly wedded wife to the extent of being eager to impress my newly wedded husband. I was told hat love goes through the stomach and decided to make my first soup ever. Since he actually liked my snack and even loved me a bit more, I became too enthusiastic. I should have held my horses before I even dared to compare myself with the full-figured Nigella who can make a 3 course meal without blinking. But I didn´t and made Papayasoufflé. It was supposed to be Mangosoufflé but unfortunately we couldn´t find any Mango that day. Like Nigella I became adventurous and took a Papaya instead. Call it bluff because it was totally out of my league. As soon as I took the cups out of the oven, their puffiness disappeared with a "puff" which was the sound of their last breath. 11 of the soufflés vanished in less than 11 seconds. Although I expected to see a hint of disappointment in his eyes, Anders told me I had been too dauntless to make a dish only Nigella would be able to make. So I kissed him and started loving him a bit more than I did yesterday.

New year's resolutions

1. Inform people about my well-being in Singapore
2. update facebook more often
3. improve my cooking skills
4. Buy less and save more in case we ever want to buy a car, a house, a pony, a baby or a dog with a pedigree
5. Be less competitive in my relationship and start admitting he is a better WII player.
6. Understand the true nature of Asian Beauty and when the secret of straight hair in a humid climate has been revealed to me, teach it to the poodle that died on my head.