Forty and whatnot

Oh hai, blogher! Been a while!I am now forty years old. For the records, that profile photo of me was taken almost a year ago - I think. Nothing much has changed, except for my hairstyle. It's now shorter, because I find it more manageable during workouts (not having to use a dozen pins to keep them from face during burpees, use less shampoo, etc - ye olde standard excuses for having short hair). Anyway. What's been happening to me?...more

Smart Girls get no love

I'm the evidence that smart girls get no love. When I was very young, my father taught me to be independent, smart, perpetually curious and question everything, and virtually genderless. I knew I was a girl. I knew that other girls would wear pink and be frilly and cry all the time - at least in my point of view. I knew other girls would play with little pots and pans and fake stoves and barbie dolls and dolls in general. ...more

Every loss is different, every grief is different

Dear Mr Taylor, It came to my notice that you and your bandmates have decided to market your next album under the tagline 'channeling grief into a hit album' - loosely paraphrased. You've dealt with a loss of one of you, and you decided to write about it and - again loosely pharaprased - 'let the fans see that grief is just a process. That you can go past it after a while.'...more

October hath passeth!

Yes, it's officially November here in Indonesia. NaNoWriMo has officially started. Annnd... I don't feel like participating this year. ...more

Blog = self -- it's time for me to talk to me

A lot have happened since the last time I blogged - and that would be... two years ago? I don't remember. I actually had to check my profile page to see that my last post was dated October 31, 2012. ...more

Eid al Adha, the Culmination of Hajj Pilgrimage

It's been a while since I food-blogged. Or blog for that matter. This entry  has been posted on my column. Eid al-Adha is a day in the Muslim calendar that marks the culmination of the Hajj pilgrimage. During this day, a Muslim is ordered to give sacrifice in the form of a four-legged animal; to symbolize the mercy of God by sparing Abraham of sacrificing his son, Ishmael, by turning him into a lamb....more

Who's wrong, really?

Today I face a dilemma. Some of the lawyers, including the one I'm the secretary for, is going to have a conference call with about half-dozen people from all over the globe - proverbially, thank heavens. Unfortunately, said people has grammar as good as a watermelon. This being a law office, said situation is ripe with possible misunderstandings et. al.At the previous conference call, a former Jr. Associate did something smart: He recorded the teleconference using his laptop. Unfortunately, said associate has resigned from this firm. Along with his laptop. ...more

Ye Olde Indonesian Staple: Gado-Gado

Gado-gado, staple Indonesian food with plethora of nutritional goods within, is fairly easy to make. Technically, the only things one needs to do are to steam or blanch some vegetables, pour in the peanut sauce, and it's done. For the time-challenged, the peanut sauce even often come in pre-packaged. All one needs to do is dilute it in hot water, and it is serve-able....more

Still on the diet thing? And you won't let go?

Back to the problem of 'Being Told to Diet' by peer pressure.Made difficult (and ultimately annoying) because said 'peer' happens to be someone 'in power' at the office.I am still gonna be stuck in this office for another three months. The money, granted, is good. The pressure, however, to diet, was immense to the point of painful.Yes, I am overweight. Yes, I am still unmarried. No, I am not pug-ugly (hey, I personally think pugs are so fugly they're adorable). Yes, losing a few (dozen) pounds may make men turn their heads toward me -- more....more

Oh Workplace, why do you want me to diet?

I have not worked in a 'professional' (read: office-based) workplace since 2002. Since then, I have gained approximately 20 lbs, but I am healthy (cholesterol - nada, blood pressure - rather low, liver function - spiffy, uric acid - wth is that?). Sure, I'm round in places where women ought to be round, flat where.. well, nowhere other than my forehead. I fit a Medium-petite, US size somewhere between 8-10. Size 34c bra. Size 34 jeans. Am turning thirty-SEVEN this year. As far as I'm concerned, I'm in a pretty good shape....more