Saturday, 16 April 2016

If You're Wondering Where I've Been

I haven't caught up with a lot of people lately.

Partly because I've been very busy. In the midst of moving and trying to sort out tradies for the new place and trying to patch up the old house, my family arrived for our holiday, and we had another family member stay after that for a little while.

I'm sorry if it feels like I have been avoiding you.

Well, I have been avoiding you.

I've been hiding from everyone. I've been baking a little bun and I've been hiding the oven, so to speak.

I hear you ask - but WHY!? Lots of people get pregnant and have babies. I don't really know why, except that I've been quite anxious throughout this pregnancy. I was waiting for the 12-week mark, then the 20-week mark, then the next milestone and the next and the next. At each point, I still didn't feel right about making an announcement.

I did, of course, tell my family. And I did tell a handful of friends, and work (because it was pretty hard to hide the fact that I was sick in the early days, and that I was getting bigger and bigger).

So, why am I doing this now? Today I went to a hen's, and later this month I'm going to the wedding and having my baby shower (thrown by my amazing girlfriends!), so it's getting harder to hide. So, I figured it's about time people find out.

If you're wondering where I've been, I've been growing a Little Clapson.

Saturday, 25 April 2015

Hand Lettering

Growing up, I was always creating.

Before there was Pinterest and before it was cool, I was repurposing empty tissue boxes, soft drink bottles, tins, etc.

I was making cards out of manilla card and scraps of wrapping paper, Wordart, Clipart, and later, when the Internet arrived,  awesome (at the time) jpegs!

When I moved to Australia, I discovered that there was a world of actual scrapbooking and cardmaking and they actually sell pretty stuff.

I no longer had to cut out pieces from big A1 manilla card and save wrapping paper! (Actually, I still collect wrapping paper, but that's another story.)


I was also always doodling. Writing quotes, drawing inspirational words, practising script.

I have not stopped doodling - numerous meetings and training sessions provide many hours of doodling. But for some reason, I never developed it into something more.

It wasn't until recently that I discovered this whole world of hand lettering, typography, modern calligraphy. And there is so much inspiration, so many tips and lessons out there in magic internet land.

Here are just a couple of examples that I am just in awe of:

by Pauline Ibera
via - Introduction to the Art of Modern Calligraphy
Manhattan Darling Typeface

Today I'm embarking on a new hobby, project, passion - hand lettering.

Wednesday, 31 December 2014

I Turned 31

Today is New Year's Eve and day 2 of our cruise in Halong Bay in Vietnam. It is also my first day of being 31.
I had a great birthday yesterday. The holiday in Vietnam and scenery in Halong Bay were enough of a birthday celebration, but there were some unexpected extras.
The hotel in Hanoi (Hotel de L'Opera) had left in our room tarts and chocolates along with a card the night before. The crew on our private boat surprised me with a birthday cake and a bunch of red roses.
Cruising Halong Bay is a beautiful way to celebrate my birthday and NYE. Halong Bay is absolutely breathtaking. The grassy rocks that just rise out of water are incredible, the air is fresh, the sunset is beautiful and the stars are bright.
The quiet and calm out here is an opportune time to reflect on the year that has been and wonder what is in store in the year to come. 
2014 was a challenging year. We had family crises at the start of the year and again at the end of the year. I also did the hardest thing I've had to do in my life - I quit my job.
It was hard because I wasn't ready to leave. I didn't want to leave my friends who are now family. We spent 8 to 10 hours each day, 5 days a week. We laughed, we joked, we grumbled; I shared my hopes and dreams with these guys. We will always be in touch, but it will never be the same.
With 2015 just on the horizon, I can't help wondering what my new job is going to be like and how my path and relationships will change.
I'm a little bit hesitant and there is still quite a bit of heartache, but I'm letting go and I'm moving on. I will welcome the new year with an open heart and with a glass half-full.
Bring on 2015!
Happy New Year, everyone!

Tuesday, 9 December 2014


This was my desk. It was filled with a lot of pink, a lot of ambition, a lot of dreams, a lot of laughs, some tears, some heartache, and countless friendships.

Now it is empty.

It marks the end of a chapter to my life. A major chapter.

I'm not sure I really fully understand or realise what this means yet and I'm not sure I'm ready to move on. But I'm moving on.


Tuesday, 14 October 2014

The Pilot Mystery

I'm waiting to board a Malaysia Airlines flight to KL.

The pilot (I assumed he was the pilot - he had wings or maybe he was a co-pilot?) was sitting amongst the passengers, which I thought was rather odd.

I was pretty fascinated with this and managed to sneak a photo.

It wasn't until that he stood up and left that I started thinking...


Maybe he was sitting there to be more 'accessible' to people but no one talked to him!!!

People always want to talk to the pilot (ok not all people, but many people, including I, would love to) and in the past, in some instances you could access the cabin mid-flight but as far as I know, that is no longer allowed due to security risks.

And the pilot was sitting right there! Anyone could've come up to him! And he was waiting!

I am regretting not actually saying hello.

Wednesday, 14 May 2014

Missing Milestones

There are sacrifices when one leaves home and sets up a new home in a different place - away from friends, away from family.

Sisters catch up in Singapore in 2012
  The hardest thing for me being away from friends and family is missing the milestones. 

Birthdays. Graduations. Weddings. Babies. 

Veronica's wedding in 2013
I'm grateful that it is nowhere near as hard as what it was in the past, or even in the present in under-privilaged societies or war-torn countries.

I'm grateful that we have social media to keep in touch very easily, and that we have access to affordable air transport to meet up every now and then. 

But, everytime a milestone comes up, it still brings up a pang of sadness, of hurt that I will miss another one

And it reminds me of the non-milestone moments that I've missed and will keep missing.

Parties. Lunches. Shopping. Coffees. Drop-ins. Movies. Laughter. Everyday life.

Sisters back in 2001/2002