Happy Chinese New Year! Muah, my very best wishes to all.

I’m actually quite tired right now, Willie and I were on the phone til pretty late last night. (Or early this morning to be more exact.) We had a long chat about how our fathers used to treat us. As much as it does hurt to talk about it, I find that the more that I do the easier it is to accept it.

And here’s a little something from Reader’s Digest that I thought was pretty cute…

Four year old Brian threatened to run away from home, following a disagreement with his mother, my friend Penny. Penny could hear him upstairs slamming drawers and pulling things from closets as he packed some bags. Finally, Brian showed up downstairs dragging a couple of suitcases.

“So,” said Penny, “where are you going to go?”

“I’m not going anywhere. I’m not allowed to cross the street by myself,” he said. “I packed your suitcase.”

- Reader’s Digest (Hong Kong edition), February 2004

On a random note, that just took me quite a while to type as my right hand isn’t exactly fully functional right now. I guess it’s common sense, but I’d just like to remind everyone to never touch the steam vent on a rice cooker!