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Ahhh... our lovebirds have finally gotten 'married' the local Sabahan way. Flory and Michael, congratulations again! Now, let's hope they can chillax from here on till they leave to go back home.

Meanwhile, I was pleasantly surprised to bump into someone at F & M's wedding party yesterday. She told me she reads my blog, to which I couldn't help gasping repeatedly, both in mild shock and embarrassment! :) I still don't quite understand why is it that people would want to 'read' me, and that they do, I feel embarrassed that I don't write often enough to be found that interesting! :) So, now, dear E, I will write regularly, again! Thanks for telling me that you can connect to me on so many levels :)

Now, sorry for this short disclaimer, but this will have to be short (I'm only remaining online long enough till Wendell gets to pick his slumbering self off the couch!), cos we're due back in the kampung to help in the party clean-up. Anyway, I must write y'all something, and if anything to try and pick up the threads of discussions here.

You know, I have had sooo many things to tell y'all, to share. But those dang things aka moments appear when I am no where near the computer, and when I do get back home, I'd plum forgotten them :( Such are my thought powers these days, so whimsical and fleeting. Doesn't bode well for my research work, I can tell you that! :) Oh well, so what/ c'est la vie! I'm sure I'll get back on track again. Let me just stretch out for the day, or week, or whatever... and regroup and reprocess some of these runaway thoughts.

In short, I am doing well. Kimo is too. And Wendell has no complains! We are fine because we're contented, it seems :) I realize that for me, I'm not so stressed-up about my work and the gazillion things to do re: work. I just told myself to get it done already, whatever it is that I so fastidiously list out on my to-do lists in my ever many diaries, journals, appointment books, and so on. Personally, I am not looking for things to fill some void in me; in my time; in my space. I mean, I wake up, and I don't have this niggling pain of a worry and for lack of fulfillment, the kind that, from the time you get up, you just can't seem to put them to rest at the day's end. So I must be doing okay! :)

Perhaps the greatest indicator of my okay-ness has come from my on-going battle with the bulge. The other day, in my constant defending (to my self) of my lack of will over maintaining a proper diet and exercise regiment, I saw the light, so to speak. I said to myself, how pitiful this whole idea is and that if I don't get to lose weight, I would yet again have to be same-old-same-old as last year, as the years gone past. So, don't let yourself down, said me, and that struck a nerve. The phrase just reverberated through my soul, me, the whole day long, and the next day, and the next. I found myself, committing to my daily walks, and etc., without going about the usual grind of whiny excuses. So, so far so good, folks! Wish me luck with this 'thing'... and will report again soon, on the whatevers of my life. Meanwhile, take care of yourself... as I care...