Mr. Gecko's In The Limelight Again!

Mr. Gecko had a verbal work evaluation with his direct boss yesterday and got nothing but PRAISES all the way.

Ahhh... not surprising coming from Mr. Gecko except this is the second time in a span of only 4 months he was heaped with all these positive verdicts. The most worthy comment being having the direct boss revealing to Mr. Gecko that the MD verbally commended his work performances. And this MD is not known to be generous with praises for staff. *Pops champagne!*

I asked Mr. Gecko his feelings on the open affections his company heaped upon him. And the boy besides being over the moon is slightly apprehensive about living up to high expectations. It seems the management may be planning more challenging roles for him and he does not want to buckle under unnecessary pressure just to live it up.

Ah. I'll leave that for him to worry. Meantime, I am only thinking about his year-end bonus. It is not too early to make elaborate plans for a Christmas holidays now, yeah??

I Feel So Indulged

I took a day off work as fever plagues me, so am physically feelin' a little out of sorts today.

Mr. Gecko shown an indulgent side of his to me yesterday. We visited his brothers' home last Sunday night and I discovered they had these animes I had wanted to borrow but could not when I realised I needed a DVD player and I did not have one at home. I did not kick up any big fuss, did not display any tantrum nor a disappointed face... so I was very, very, very heartened Mr. Gecko remembered my wants and went all the way to purchase a DVD player just for me! Just so I can watch my cartoons!!

Aww... Mr. Gecko, you shouldn't have but thanks!

The DVD Player for my animes

One downside though - Mr. Gecko bought his stash of Alfred Hitchcock's films. We last watched all 3 episodes of The Godfathers on Valentines' Day no less and my eyes were half-closed almost throughout the shows...

Dream A Little Dream

Mr. Gecko and I love our striking sweepstakes and quitting our jobs pronto! daydreaming - every day on our way to work each morn. We have other similarly lazy but quaint and much gratifying notions on weekend nights while luxuriating in each other's laidback company under the duvet. Like how Mr. Gecko makes my heart miss half a beat (in horror actually) everytime he basks in his dream retirement scenario. A little peek into his dream retirement world reveals:

Mr. Gecko The Lettuce Farmer

*Ahem* Well, my protests said it all! :) By the way, Mr. Gecko is no Mr. Green-Thumb. He has a knack and well-documented history for killing all the greens he ever tried growing. More on this trivia next time. But now you know Mr. Gecko's early retirement dream as one simple, laidback lettuce farmer! Much as I do not want to be Missus Farmer, I am delighted to know I am included in his happy, sunny picture.

Mr. Gecko conjured a new and beri, beri interesting daydream for ourselves yesterday. He, an anime artist and I, his model! Some time ago, Mr. Gecko created and drew out moi's anime version *shy~~* named Baby Busted. It's quite a cute caricature of moi and both of us had some delightful, tinkling moments blueprinting The Adventures of Baby Busted from there yesterday. Of course, our business acumen say Baby Busted soft toys will be profitable too! No one will therefore be spared from the phenomenon of Baby Busted for the sake of our early retirement dreams! Hope you'll be anticipating the birth of Baby Busted as much I do! Cheerios.

Baby Busted

Baby Busted The Telly Toot

*I even have piggee with me*

A Little Nice Gesture For Me

One sms from my little bro touched my heart today:

"Jie, I got fifty dollars worth of Robinsons vouchers. You want? I never use. Share with Gecko gor gor (Cantonese for Big Bro) or what lor."

This coming from my little bro who is still studying and whose monthly stipend comes from me. I know he could have used the vouchers for himself or buy something to pamper his girlfriend, so I was pleasantly surprised by his generosity and touched by his thoughts.

Some say a little gesture goes a long way. I agree.

Timeline

I went with Mr. Gecko and his gang to the Eski Bar for a round of drinks yesterday. It was suppossed to be a raucous guys' night-out only but I tagged along becase no one told me so and I was already out with Mr. Gecko to dine and shop like any typical Friday night. So, all the other missus of the guys were missing, only me.

Eski Bar is really cramped with narrow walkways. It is not as antartically cold as some pubs reviews claimed to be. Still, if you are dressed in your summer wear like me, you can be chilled to the bones. I was saved by the nice waiter who gallantly stripped off his Heineken jacket for me, warmed gradually by the rounds of drinks and heated up by the intense rounds of guys' banter and the usual discourse on BGR. (Read: Boy-Girl Relationship)

The subject on BGR rested mainly on one of the guys who is engaged to his girlfriend of 4 years. While the girl felt it was the right time for her to settle down, the guy on the other hand, felt he would like to have a little bit more time to stabilise his career so as to cover the cost of marriage more adequately. Not that the girl is not chipping in, it's just that marriage is really an expensive affair in Singapore. So the couple contributed much of their monthly income and even their bonuses for their marriage plans: Wedding dinner, wedding package, car, flat and home renovations. And the guy seemed pretty much resigned to his fate like there is no escape. I asked if he was not happy with the whole arrangement, he answered the wedding taking place late next year is too far away for him to grasp in reality now. To me, marriage sounds like just another route one must trod, another phase in a boy-girl relationship. But just for clarification, the guy is sure she's the one.

One of the guys then jokingly suggested if I am dying to marry Mr. Gecko and he is not taking any action, I should use the pretext of buying a flat to ensnare my prey. I know my answer well. NO MATTER WHAT, Mr. Gecko must propose. This is the only way for me to know Mr. Gecko wants to spend the rest of his life together with me. No marriage obligations for me though I do not wish to be a wrinkled bride. Come on, it's the only day I can play princess.

Recently I was disturbed inwardly having seen and heard a slew of broken relationships - all marathon relationships like mine. While I am still eager to seal my destiny as Mrs. Gecko, these recent break-ups had me rethinking if fulfilling life's timeline at the appropriate moments is preeminent. Maybe there is really a right time to do the right thing but I guess having the right feel is as important and will make a whole difference to do the right thing at the right timing? Enlighten me...

Someone Teach Me How To Be Thick-Skinned Please

I am not a particularly shy girl. In fact, in some aspects taken from real life situations, I think I am quite courageous and my occassional devil-may-care attitude surprised myself too. Once, I pulled a man away with one strong swing when he tried to cut the queue right in front of me. I had asked a muscle-man to give up his seat in an overcrowded bus to an old woman carrying a baby by jabbing at his overgrown biceps. Freakingly hilarious now that I think about the situations I put myself in sometimes. Anyway, the point being I do know an acquiescent personality is definitely so not me.

I thought I am SO courageous, nothing can beat my spirits down for anything. When I first started being the little boss, I also thought I'd be thick-skinned enough and would encounter no problem promoting my own business to all my business contacts. Layman terms - salesgirl.

Boy... am I prideful and boastful. How mininal I know thyself! Simply put, I am just not thick-skinned enough. Not enough. I tried calling some of my closest business contacts to let known my private venture and I found myself beating round the bush! Umm... Umm... In the end, some of my contacts thought I was just paying them a courtesy call!!

Seriously, this is not easy when I have almost zero portfolio to speak of. My unswallowable gob of pride comes in the way when I mind how others will judge me. I will need major tweakings to that unnecessary pride of mine, taking into heart not to rush the notions of success too soon in my brains.

All that said, I still like being my own boss. I am A little boss sounds good to my ears. Nothing is as satisfying as clinching a deal and making good out of it. Maybe except the day when Mr. Gecko slip a rock on my finger. But that's a different story altogether yeah?