Pregnant

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So I'm NOT pregnant but I've been asked twice this year. I don't really mind though because I'm of that age where it would be common to assume I could be pregnant, and in both cases I was wearing a droopy sack dress and flats. 

However, my point isn't about me (shocking I know since I'm usually so self-absorbed). The point is that my sister, the best sister that anyone could ask for actually IS pregnant and is due to give birth within the next 10 days. THIS IS A BIG DEAL. I'm going to be an AUNT! Lol there we go, back to me again. 

OMG I'M PREGGERS!

 Mousie has always known she's wanted kids and it's so great because I know she's going to make for a super rad mom. Like disciplined but also like kind of dorky and maybe will tell lots of mom jokes. Anyway, let's not forget her baby daddy aka her hubby Micky*. 

Baby daddy extraordinaire!

He probably won't be doing dad jokes because he likes to pretend to be super cool but I know he's also a super dork which makes them MFEO. 

I think my sister is pretty awesome because she's kind of always been like a little mom to me, helping me navigate my way through life. 

 

"This is how you totally nail wedding photos, little sister"

Mousie has been a role model and inspiration to me because she isn't just a pretty face...

Phweee phweet!

She's also really smart (Harvard masters yo), has a kick-ass career, is really sure of what she wants from life, while still managing to be humble, down to earth, and genuine. Also she looks really good in hats of the animal variety.

Dontcha wish your gf was hot like me

Dontcha wish your gf was a freak like me

She's also a compassionate and caring human being, who aside from wanting to save the world, also wants to share all the love she has. 

Loves Nacho almost as much as I do

Truly, Mousie will give this baby all the love she can give, and impart the ways of the world to this wee baby, teaching le baby all the finer things in life. Such as how to enjoy a good meal. 

DONTCHA?!

The way she taught me...

Thank you for introducing crepe cake to me

Although life is going to change - maybe she won't have as much time to mother me, and her interests and topics of conversation may change, and maybe we'll be a little too busy to keep in touch as often as we'd like...

SOB

But I think at the end of the day, we'll still be awesome sisters. And when we meet, it'll be like nothing has changed.

Phew!

Except we'll have one more person to love and adore, to do fun stuff with, and to put funny cute hats on.

I can't wait to meet you baby Mungbean**, and I can't wait to discuss all the gross things that happen during birth.

Congratulations to Micky and Mousie!

Not the baby

Thanks for reading!

*Name changed to embarrass Sir Micky
** Name TBC but Mungbean is a strong contender because why not?

LIVE UPDATE! She's in labour NOW!!!

These are a few of my favourite things part deux

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And now.... A post about all the things I'm ranting and raving about these days. 

Have you ever tried Absolute Acai? It is just divine. It's a super chilled acai berry concoction (comes with an assortment of fruit and nuts depending on what you choose) and it is DELICIOUS. It is so sweet and refreshing, so I treat myself to it once a week or so (it's a bit pricey, if not I'd be eating that shizz daily). Acai berries which are from Brazil are apparently good for a whole bunch of things including reducing irritation and weight loss. This means that I ought to eat it every single day. YAAASSSS. 

Am I glowing yet? My friend Leo came back from her vacay and bought me this little pot of goodness. This Glam Glow face mask is a super hydrating cream that you can apply and wash off, or even apply and leave on overnight. It's ultra hydrating and while I apply it, I can feel it slightly tingle. This might be my imagination. But the day after, my skin feels deeply hydrated and more bouncy (I'm not very sure how to really describe it). It smells like coconut butter which is a really pleasant smell for the face. It's available at Sephora so BUY BUY BUY! The most popular one is Youth Mud which I'm considering getting because I'm hearing such rave reviews (even though apparently it kind of hurts when you put it on... Hmmm... No pain, no gain?).  

Liiiiive. I want you to live!!

I'm basically Mother Earth these days - The boo made this super easy one pot pasta which called for a lot of basil and he ended up buying a potted basil plant which I am trying to nurture back to life. I accidentally forgot about it for 2 days and it kinda tipped over and dried out but nothing short of singing to it, I'm reviving this little baby so that I can continue to enjoy my basil infused one pot pasta. I'm really not sure if I'm doing it right but I referenced this article and it's also making me want to start diversifying and growing all kinds of plants. It's actually really fun to say I have a basil plant like I'm some domestic goddess.Turns out NTUC Fairprice Finest sells potted basil plants, who would've thunk! 

Thanks for reading!

Alex can't afford to wear stuff

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You might have gathered from my previous post that I've been on the hunt for an apartment. It's been kind of fun visiting showflats and actual flats but it's also been a really sobering experience. My main problem is that I have yuppie inclinations - You know, the live-in-a-condo-sip-on-Nespresso kind of fantasy? That would be all well and good if I had maybe erm, a lot of money in the bank.

What all this really means is that I'm going to have to buckle down and really put an effort into saving, and cutting unnecessary costs. Which really means I'm going to have to stop all my frivolous shopping. This blog should be renamed 'Alex can't afford to wear stuff' and then have me basically whining about how things are expensive and I'm suffering. Basically, mad first world problems.

At the end of the day though, the idea of going out there and owning my own place and not having to share a fridge with the world's greatest food hoarder is quite appealing. Not to say I don't enjoy living with the momster. I guess I just want to have my own space. But also, ensure that I live no more than 10 minutes walk away from her. Oh yeah. Real grown up here.

Anyway, thanks for reading, and I hope you'll put up with the whining.