Something to laugh over August 30, 2010
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Having just been back from my Bangkok weekend (we were away for a friend’s wedding), I’ve just done a bit of surfing on dress-making. Which, from the looks of it, is going to be my next project for the coming months.
Just last week I was all in a flurry trying to get the right dress that would be appropriate for a traditional Thai wedding. However I found it hard-going with my minimal budget and the limited choices in this city of Khon Kaen.
A friend of mine suggested over FB to make my own- a suggestion which I dismissed and brushed away. Until I went dress-shopping in BKK and realised that decent eveningwear cost approx THBT5,000 upwards.
So this is where I am right now- gearing up for yet another Thai wedding in a few months and deciding to get into dressmaking
Read this funny post and identified with the truth behind it.
People do think you can mend all things the moment you own a sewing machine. I myself have had 3 weird suggestions thrown at me!
Excerpt from the Selfish Seamstress blog:
Dear Selfish Seamstress,
First of all, I love your blog.
Second, the real reason I’m emailing you – I had a “what would selfish
seamstress do?” moment and had to share it.
I work in a restaurant and my next-door neighbor happens to be a co-worker. He thinks we’re friends while I view him as simply someone I work with. He works the opposite shift I do so I rarely ever see him (I work early AM and he works afternoon/evenings) but one morning I come in to work and he is still there. He makes some awkward chit-chat and then brings up how his chef pants are too long for him. I’m in the zone and trying to plan out my day, which has had a wrench thrown into it by someone still being in the kitchen when I’m supposed to have it to myself. I say something like “That sucks,” and go about my business. (Side note: whenever my chef pants are a little too long I simply roll the waistband over once and ta da, problem solved. Why this option has never occurred to him, I have no idea…)
Then the following exchange took place.
Lame-o guy: “So, you have a sewing machine, right?”
Me: “Yes.”
LG: “Can you hem pants?”
Me: “Yes, but I don’t like to do it.”
LG: “Oh, well would you hem my pants?”
(At this point he’s been all up in my business for about an hour and I
desperately want him to leave me in peace. Which route to take? Say yes in
hopes that he’ll leave or say no and be a complete bitch and hope that he’ll get
the hint and leave?
Me: (WWSSD?) ”What’s in it for me?”
LG: “I dunno, whatever you want I guess.” (Said with a slight sexual induendo)
Me: “Oh well when you put it that way, no I will not hem your pants.”
LG: “What!? Why not?”
Me: “You have nothing I want and I already said that I don’t like hemming
pants. Now please go home and leave me to work in peace.”
LG: “Why do you hate me?”
Me: “Find someone else to do your hemming.”
-end of conversation-
So in conclusion I would like to thank you for teaching me your selfish ways.
Seriously, without your blog on my mind I probably would have just said yes and done it begrudgingly. Now I have the power of selfishness on my side and I can spend my time sewing stuff for me and don’t have to dread hemming LG’s pants.
Thanks again!
-Rachel
The makings of a failed coffee barista June 29, 2010
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This morning, I was very conscious of my coffee and how I made it- right from the moment I turned on the espresso machine.
This is because when I was in SG, my friend Choops bought me a coffee appreciation class as a birthday present. For someone who dreams of opening a cafe in the near future, this gift was a real God-send! Even now the thought of it continues to bring smiles to me.
From the class, I was able to gleam the finer details of what goes into a good coffee, the different ways of coffee brewing. As this was only an appreciation class, we did not get to go into the actual barista (someone who makes coffee) training.
So today it was with full of my trainer’s rebukes and reprimands that I went about making my espresso. I was now more conscious of the things I was doing WRONG.
Such as:
1) Using a machine whose manufacturers boast of having 15 bars. This is the beginning of the most basic machines, which I reckoned would have earned me a sneer from the trainers. They most probably would ask, “Buono what?”
2) However I did warm the machine beforehand. I gave it a headstart of 1 hour- during which I had time with my Bible and God. So that’s 1 point to me for doing the warm-ups.
This next picture would however set me back a few points.
3) Firstly, I did not use coffee beans at their prime (2-10 days after roasting), nor freshly ground beans (coffee ground ahead of time loses its flavor almost immediately). Instead I used coffee powder from off the shelves bought sometime last year- its packaging already dusty and it was on special too- which is way below the halfway mark of my coffee jar, indicating it’s been lying in the jar for sometime.
4) However the powder was made of beans meant for espresso making and they came from a local coffee manufacturer. This I am proud of-no matter what the trainers would say- because I am supporting Thai coffee with every bag of supermarket coffee powder I buy!!
5) Plus I no longer store my coffee in the fridge- apparently this is bad for the coffee- so this would help salvage some points.
6) Oops I didn’t measure out the coffee- it’s supposed to be 7-8 grams. All I know is that my stomach can’t take too much coffee, so I always deliberately under-pack my basket. I should probably switch to decaffeinated but then that would almost definitely bring on another barrage from supposed-coffee connoisseurs. Oh what a miserable coffee nerd-wannabe I am!
7) Again I am breaking another rule here. I should be tamping the coffee using a force of 15kg. In other places I’ve read that I should press down on the tamp in a direction somewhere in the southwest (?!).
In my own defense, my working arm for tamping was still aggravated (I’ve been suffering from a sore right arm/ elbow for some days). And I haven’t got a digital scale that can measure the force of my tamping. So there!
8) And here- ahah, finally- I am using a porcelain cup as prescribed for cappuccinos and Americanos. Oh but wait, I only drink lattes, which are supposed to be delivered in glass cups. There goes another point…
9) On the topic of water, this is slightly tricky. The book says I should use clean (filtered), cold and fresh water. In this country where water is bought or run from the tap using a mightily expensive filter, my household has chosen to buy our water in large drums costing us 20 baht each drum.
So while I wouldn’t exactly call it fresh, at least it’s not fresh off the tap. It could be worse- I could be using mineral water, which is an apparent no-no according to other sources!
10. Another point taken off: this is for not monitering the extraction time of 25-30 secs. How I do it is by looking at the color of the espresso- the best part is the crema which is golden brown. When the liquid turns white, as above, it means the good stuff has stopped running.
11) Now I’m not sure how much really is 30-45ml in volume. I should really be using a tiny measuring glass for that.
12) So I’ve steamed the milk and made my latte. According to my formula, it’s one shot of espresso and the rest topped up with steamed milk. BUT according to my trainers (who learnt it from some bigshots from the original source themselves somewhere in the capital of coffee in Italy), it’s gotta be 1 shot combined with steamed milk and 0.5cm foamed milk.
And as you can see, my latte art is so not there yet so I won’t be grading myself on it
Fianl verdict? Was my homemade latte as yummy as a cup of local kopitiam kopi-si?
When I had my first sip, it tasted nutty. And almost bland, as if too watery.
Then I remembered I just had a peanut butter sandwish before the coffee-which explains the nutty flavor. As for the blandness… well, that might be because I had added insufficient coffee in the basket (I have a weak stomach remember?).
So would I have passed the test?
If I was a purist, I shudder to think the points I would have awarded to myself.
Then again I’m just a coffee nerd wannabe. Every step taken is a step gained forward. Keep brewing girl! That cuppa is going to come through one of these days!
Rockwall climbing at Central Plaza March 30, 2010
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Wall mural design March 24, 2010
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It all started with this book given by Choops.
Somewhere along its reportoire of “doodle, scribble & play”, it gave me the idea of decorating my outdoor wall. That is, draw a wall mural…
Which looks something like this:
I put the idea out of my head for a long time as I gave myself the excuse of being busy, not being able to find chalk (!)
Still the idea of my wall stayed close to my heart.
Its vision even followed me all the way to Singapore:
And so I finally found chalk some two weeks ago. And today I finally searched for inspiration on the net.
Guess what I found:
A conversation with Katrina March 24, 2010
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I knew Trina when I was pursuing my diploma in Sydney. She was a bubbly, generous person who always had a kind word for everyone. Literally everyone- Trina was friends even with the security guards of our building!!
Perhaps being Tongan helped; I’ve never known a Tongan/ Pacific Islander who’s not cheerful, bubbly and kind!
Anyway so we’ve lost contact for about six years. Out of the blue she popped up on my friend’s list in FB and we caught up briefly on chat.
I think it was good that Trina just re-entered my life then as I was feeling a little contrite over my own foolishness. God really used Trina to speak to me that evening.
Here’s an excerpt of our little catch-up conversation, just to showcase my very extraordinary friend:
K: Thank you…I think God uses me as a tool to encourage people and just to make them happy. Life is short Hun, live it and enjoy it. Every moment in life is important, within every moment you will find the spark in you, it’s how you capture the moments is what counts
J: sounds just like taking a picture.
K: Yup….except for a picture you capture it but as a human one captures it and seizes it bringing out the life in it
J: I find I major on the minor way too much. Along the way I lose the big picture. Came home today and felt my life is… so small…Like I haven’t been out, missed out on all that’s happening
K: Awwwh, where’s the positive Judy that I met in Sydney. Life isn’t easy that’s for sure, but everything happens for a reason.
Trust me, in the field of study I’m doing which is in Human rights, you learn all the atrocities around the world and it has made me learn that we are so privildedge to live and enjoy life
You may view your world as small, but in your world, your safe, you have access to basic needs and you live a luxurious life…alot of people are denied these rights
I once read a case last week where a woman in Rwanda was raped over and over and she still tries to smile to be positive and live her life, it was a testimony that opened my eyes
Yes dear, so cheer up…because you’ve been blessed in many ways and you have to realize that…
Requesting for prayers March 16, 2010
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Hi I would like to ask for your prayers when you read this post.
This regards my involvement with the local church. Every Sunday afternoon, I wrestle within myself as to which group I should join: the youth or the women’s group? Which is literally, “the lesser of the two evils”?
Of course, there’s no evil involved at all. And some of you may not understand my hesitation. Or you may even ask what’s so hard about it.
It’s this: each time I join the cell groups, I have to either speak, share or give thanks in Thai (*gasp*)
I know, it’s more than a year since arriving in Khon Kaen. My conversation skills are still not up to the standard of chit-chatting with adults, not to even mention conversing in the peculiar lingo of Thai Christians.
At times I just sit and wonder why do I have to go through it. If I just sit dumbly and smile sweetly, can I pass my turn?
At any rate I’ve been inventing a steady string of excuses and escaping at the weakest reason- just so that I don’t have to congregate with the ladies. I feel like slowly more and more, I’m disengaging & disassociating myself from church life.
Do I not love them? Do I not miss them? Do I not have anything at all to offer them? If a missionary doesn’t involve oneself with the local church, then why even come? Compared to my husband my public ratings dip way below acceptable standards.
These are the issues I struggle with… If you are reading this, please pray for me ok?
Die-die Must-Watch Thai movie #1- My Valentine March 9, 2010
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Synopsis of trailer:
Scene 1
[Music of er-hu in background]
Mile approaches old man doing tai-chi in park and lays out the premises for insurance claims in the event of an accident i.e. loss of finger, all ten fingers, loss of leg, amputation of leg, loss of hand etc…
Old man grasps for air, collapses to the ground.
Mile exclaims, Ah-Pek (meaning Grandfather!!)
[Male Voice-over]
Mile-Thai woman who loves selling insurance who hates it when Valentine’s Day comes around in the year…
Scene 2
[Guy #2 strolls past, wide smile on face]
Mile: He’s cuuuuuuuteeeee… Handsome too!
[Insert scene of Mile and Guy #3 in lift, harassed by gay man. Unintelligible voice-over]
Gay friend:…. Guys these days, if you want to “eat” them, run after them!
[Mile and gay friend run after Guy #2, each tripping on the floor one after the other]
Scene 3
[Guy #1 dressed in angelic suit doing stretches in park]
Guy #1: Mile, can you take good care of my heart?
[Mile's friends retch in reaction]
Scene 4
[Guy #2 and Mile in food park having a meal. Guy stuffs veg in his mouth while Mile glares on]
Guy #2: Why are you just sitting there…? Eat up.
Mile: Don’t like greens.
[Guy serves her a leaf]
Mile: Don’t eat greens.
[Guy passes her another leaf]
Guy #2: If you’ve never tried it, how do you know if it’s not tasty?
Mile: You’ve never eaten shit, how do you know that you don’t like it???
Scene 5
[At the birthday dinner of Mile's grandfather]
Ah-Gong: WHO is this?
Guy #1: I’m Mile’s boyfriend, sir. Ah Gong, there’s a present for you.
Ah-Gong: I LIKE it very much..! Wearing a very thin shirt, sitting under a waterfall. Can I put it in my bathroom?
Scene 6
Guy #3: How long has it been since you last came to the beach?
Mile: It’s been ages, I can’t remember. What about you?
Guy: (smiles)
[2 Jap girls clad in bikins walk past, smiling, snapping shots]
[Guy has an instant nosebleed]
Mile:…
Guy: No, no, no…
Scene 7
Mile: Here, this is the policy that is most suitable for you.
Guy #2: Are you attached?
Mile: Are you flirting with me?
Guy: Your face looks old.
Mile: (controls herself) Let’s read the policies first. This is the most suitable of all. If you happen to die… you will get the highest pay-off…
Last scene with Ah-Gong
Ah-Gong: On the day that you will send my body off, if you had to choose between singing my name and singing the national anthem, how would would you sing? Gong gong gong… (to the tune of national anthem)
2009 pics of Bangkok January 5, 2010
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Vince & I stopped over in Bangkok to spend a few days with his old friends Poy and Bpoo. They were great company and blessed me tremendously with their joy and hospitality. And get this: in the time we were there, they were having their exams but they still took us around. Here are some pics of us hanging out together.
Back after a (long) hiatus December 27, 2009
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It’s been three weeks during which I’ve seen friends come and leave Thailand, transit through 3 different provinces to finally end up in Singapore. Now writing from my mum’s place ( with a badly behaved cat behind me) I’m posting some pictures taken with pals Qiuyan & Jerming who dropped in on us some weeks ago.
Although their stay was brief, both were a blessing to us in our ministry. Choops & I were able to hang out with 2 girls from church; we celebrated their birthdays together at the newly opened Shabushi restaurant. We also managed to get some pictures of the largest Christmas tree in the Issan region- at the Central mall!!
And Jerms was a dear- he brought his pipes along and was a constant attraction (by virtue of his PhD, haha). All in all, it was nice to have friends over.






















































