Raising Boys
The story of three men and the woman who loves them
The story of three men and the woman who loves them
Mar 19th
Today is the last day of the last periodical exams for the school year. The full implications of that haven’t totally hit me yet, though I already feel like jumping and dancing for joy.
If your kids study in a science school with a grade cut-off of 85, you would totally get why I’m rejoining. I tutor my kids, help them with their assignments and projects, and I follow up every little tidbit of class update for both my boys.
As the one actively involved in the running of my children’s education, I also get the corresponding headaches and high blood pressure that are the consequences of being too familiar with teacher idiosyncrasies or unreasonable school policies.
Don’t even get me started on the errors in the textbooks. But no, no, no…I’m stopping myself with the ranting right here.
Today is the unofficial end of the school year so I’m writing only glad tidings, such as the summer break that’s fast approaching. I’m so happy I could run from work to home and back, chest pains from chostochondritis and all. Haha!
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Nov 2nd
It wasn’t what my kid Lennon, 6, imagined it to be.

Somehow, he couldn’t associate the trick or treating that he expected with the reality that he was experiencing.
It finally became too much walking from one shop to another and falling in long lines with other kids for 1 piece of candy, leaving stores empty-handed because all the treats are gone, or mind-boggling still is being told to return at a particular time in others. At home, he could have his fill of sweets but doesn’t even want them.
At the far end of an outrageously long line of kids waiting to receive treats, he asked me whose idea it was that he go trick or treating.
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Sep 1st
My Saturdays are longer than 24 hours, and start at past 10 p.m. on Fridays when, done with work, my husband and I scout for new places to hang out in or go directly to old favorites.
Or if I finish ahead of him, I go out with drink-starved friends and see how long I can stay standing after guzzling bottle after bottle of below zero beer.

Hanging out with friends and enjoying the below zero beer at Formo.
All the stresses and cares of my week drop away and I savor these moments when I can sleep as late as 4 a.m. without having to think about work or the children’s assignment.
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Aug 28th
I just told my husband to erase about three years worth of posts from my blog because I wanted to start writing again. Said that way, it doesn’t make a lot of sense, I know.
It’s just that my last entry here was such a long time ago, there seems to be no way of picking up from where I left off. It is such a burden to explain a year’s absence that I’ve decided it’s better to start from scratch.

I run because I want to stay slim and fit for as long as I’m able.
But what’s three years when you have a million more things to write about and, more importantly, time to do it. My children are growing up fast, my husband and I are handling or starting projects, I’ve recently taken up running as a hobby — I want a place to sort them all out and a blog is as good as any. Read the rest of this entry »