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hormonal rants

March 4, 2009 obliviousjjl 1 comment

WHY IS IT THAT I CAN’T EVER FIND AMPLE TIME TO DO THINGS?!

SO MANY THINGS ARE DEMANDED OF ME, EXCESSIVELY DEMANDED OF ME, IRRATIONALLY DEMANDED OF ME, AND I CAN’T SEEM TO BE ABLE TO FULFILL THESE DEMANDS! WHERE DO MY RESPONSIBILITIES COME FROM, ANY WAYS? EXTERNALLY? INTRINSICALLY? ARE THEY IMPOSED BY OTHERS, OR DID I BLINDLY SET UP A TRAP FOR MYSELF, NARCISSISTICALLY THINKING WAY TOO HIGHLY OF MY PERSONAL QUALITIES, NAIVELY BELIEVING THAT I CAN MANAGE BEING STUDENT, STEP-MOM, DAUGHTER, PSEUDO-WIFE? 

AND WHAT TO DO WHEN THE OTHER DOESN’T SEEM TO BE DOING ANYTHING TO LIGHTEN UP MY DAILY TASKS? AND WHAT AN EMOTIONAL ROLLER-COASTER ADVENTURE-RIDE I SEEM TO BE GOING THROUGH NOW! 

I JUST FEEL SO IRASCIBLE, SO IRRATIONALLY IRASCIBLE, AND EVERY TINY LITTLE MINISCULE THING AROUND ME IS SO ANNOYINGLY IN MY WAY MAKING ME FEEL UNCOMFORTABLE. FROM THE AWKWARD FLIP OF MY PONYTAIL, TO THE STRANGE TIGHTNESS OF JEANS; FROM A STRAND OF FALLEN HAIR IN THE KITCHEN SINK (WHICH IS ESSENTIALLY MY OWN) TO A MISPLACED SOCCER BALL AND BACKPACK RIGHT IN THE MIDDLE OF THE WALKWAY. EVERY THING IS JUST A REMINDER OF HOW CHAOTIC, HOW UNNEAT, HOW MESSY, UNORGANISED, UNCATEGORISED, UNTAMED AND UNCUT THIS CRAZY WORLD REALLY IS. FORCED TO SCREAM IN MY HEAD, CAN’T ANYONE GIVE ME MORE TIME? WHILE KNOWING DEEP IN MY HEART THAT THIS IS IMPOSSIBLE!

GRRR!

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Angela’s learning committee

This morning Mr. Worm had a meeting with the learning committee (including teacher, principal, counselor, school nurse, child developer, and child psychologist) at the kids’ school, in lieu of concerns for Angela’s progress/regress in reading and conversational English. Her teacher, Ms. L, was highly concerned about whether Angela would be able to catch up quickly enough pass the end of the year tests and move on the the first grade, particularly because she had already missed 25% of the school year thus far.* Instead of progressing with her other classmates, she is in fact regressing. Ms. L also brought up the concerns with the family situation, forcing Mr. Worm to share with the committee the separation/divorce situation with HTL (I must admit that I silently snickered when I saw him fumbling for words, only because I’ve always had a problem with Mr. Worm not being able to come to concrete terms with anyone around him – not even with the kids – with due honesty and realisticality about the situation. So forcing him to say it out loud to strangers was for me a kind of justice done.), saying that Angela is very solemn and sad that mommy isn’t here anymore, thus adding a psychological and mental element to her regress. And particularly because Angela is a very shy and quiet girl (at least, outside of home) and doesn’t speak much, it becomes all the more difficult for Ms. L to assess her English conversational abilities. Ms. L then shared with us that she is thinking about retention, which is not a bad idea, especially since Angela is a July baby, so she can go either way.** But Joanne, the principal (a lovely and pleasant lady) was a bit hesitant, noting that Angela is in fact a very bright girl, about retention until later in the year. So in the end, they decided to convene again before the end of the school year and see how she does before making any decisions. 

Personally, while I think all of Ms. L’s concerns and comments are valid, I do believe that she dramatises the situation a bit. I don’t think that Angela is solemn at all, though I know for a fact that of course she misses her mother. At that age, who wouldn’t? But I think that by now, both she and her brother are adjusting well.*** As far as regression in academics, I would have to say that I agree. She even has problems writing out the full alphabet by herself in lower and upper case, something that she should be familiar with, especially now that they are working with spelling and frequently used words like “the”, “them”, “all”, et cetera. Conversationally though, I think the point that she is at right now is normal, in terms of faulty grammar. I myself was an English as a Second Language student, and had to take extra classes in kindergarten and first grade to build my English skills. I think that with a little extra practice at home, and given that Mr. Worm doesn’t decide to pull off another one of his long-ass vacations again (which don’t do a whole lot of production anyway), Angela should be good to go on to the first grade next year. 

The awkwardness: At the start of the meeting, we did all the introductions, Mr. Worm as dad, and me as “Aunt.” In the middle of the conversation, the psychologist asked me, And what role do you play in all this? I was dumbfounded at first, but Joanne came and saved the day and said, You just play mom for a while, while the situation is like this, right? I nodded. I must say I hate these situations. AWKWARD! And it always puts me in a glum mood for the rest of the day. :(

 

NOTES

*This was because Mr. Worm had to return to Taiwan two times since September this school year for a total of about a month and a half, for “business”, and took the kids with him. I have to say that when he booked the tickets, I was against keeping the return flights as “open”, not only because that would not guarantee that the kids would come back in time for school, but also because I knew that since they would be in a different country, they would not be able to practice their English. Even when I packed up Angela’s homework in her luggage, I found out, much to my dismay, that nobody – not even her mother – thought of taking out the practice sheets for her while she was in Taiwan. And because kindergarten is a critical stage in building a strong foundation, lacking everyday practice for such a long period of time really does no good to her English skills. 

** In fact, Alex, who is an August baby, was also retained for a year, so now he is practically at the top of his class. His reading skills, I must say, are exceptional. 

***One very annoying thing is that up until now, both Mr. Worm and HTL have failed to talk to their kids about the separation. It is annoying because of two points: One, because I am in an awkward decision, and most of all two, because the kids will come and ask me why mommy won’t be coming back. And every time I bring this up to Mr. Worm and try to persuade him to talk to the kids, he will say, “Okay” without actually doing it, saying afterwards that he tried, but they just run off to do other things. To which I roll my eyes and say, you don’t just let them run off, you have to sit them down and talk to them about it. It might not be finalised, but I definitely think that they should know the basics. Alex is definitely old enough to know. In fact, he probably figured out most of it already! Nevertheless, it is still important that the parents take time to explain these things to them.

The weekday schedule of an (anti)housewife

February 3, 2009 obliviousjjl Leave a comment

7:30  wake up, wash face, brush teeth, put on make-up.

8:00 first wake up call for kids, prepare lunches.

8:15 second wake up call for kids, prepare breakfast.

9:00 drive kids to school.

9:15 either go home for breakfast and then go to coffee shop to study, or head directly to a coffee shop.

11:30 if mr. worm has not called, then it means he is not yet awake. call home to wake him up. continue to study.

12:30 home for lunch with mr. worm; or if work load is heavy, remain at coffee shop to study. (side note: it is practically impossible to do readings at home when the kids are back from school. i’ve tried hiding in my study, but the kids always run in and want to sit on my lap or want to play with me. so my best time to do my readings and writings are in the daytime when they are at school. i’ve considered to try to study at night, but things get too busy, and by the time i put them to bed and they fall asleep, it’s already 23:00.)

13:30 watch tv with mr. worm, or house chores.

15:00 try to do some home readings.

15:30 prepare snacks for kids, hang out with them.

17:00 make dinner.

18:00 eat dinner.

19:00 watch a little tv, or go online.

19:30 house chores.

20:00 shower/clean kids.

20:30 prepare late night snack for kids, then shower.

21:30 take kids to bed. (side note: depending on how tired i am, i either a. sleep until the next morning with the kids, or b. wake up after they fall asleep and spend time with mr. worm. (un)fortunately, the kids insist that i sleep with them, otherwise, if mr. worm were to put them to sleep, this would be a great time to do some more readings.)

December 5, 2008 obliviousjjl 5 comments

I have always considered myself a fair cook. 

I am no chef, but I’ve always been pretty proud of my home cooking. In my near ten years of cooking home style dishes, I have never once had any complaints that it wasn’t good enough, and usually, my guests gobble everything up. 

At least, until now.

After living together with Mr. Worm (a die-hard carnivore) for about three months, I’ve noticed (amongst many other things) that not only is our living style and habits completely different, our tastebuds seemingly operating on polar ends, our cooking methods are also completely different. I am pretty sure that he’s not too fond of my cooking, and often times when I’m preparing something, he will stand nearby and give little remarks like, “that’s not how it’s done” or “you have to do this first” or “otherwise it will turn out bland”. 

WTF!!

And the worse of the worse: “I hate vegetarians. I used to promise myself I would never date one.” 

Well, as they say, never say never.

So anyway, as I was saying. I have never (damn! I said that word again!!) had anyone said to me my cooking was not good. Well, Mr. Worm didn’t exactly say it, but I can sense that he’s not dying for the dinners I prepare. I’m not quite sure what the precise reason is, but I guess it might have to do with the central fact that he likes meat, and I’m a good vegetarian cook. But many of my meat-eating friends have no problem with my vegetarian cooking. Or maybe it’s because I don’t do a whole lot of vegetarian cooking at home because I’m trying to use meat ingredients for him? I must admit, my meat dishes really aren’t that good — and how can I be blamed? I haven’t cooked a meat dish in such a long time! Now that I think about it, it hasn’t been too long. Last time I made something with meat was when I was still with my ex, which was roughly 6-7 years ago. 

Okay, fine. So maybe that was a real long time ago. 

Mr. Worm cooks (a lot of meat) quite well, but I must say his vegetables not very creative. And I’ve noticed that he doesn’t eat a variety of greens, in fact, I can count them all using my fingers. You can imagine what kind of pressure I’m under when we go grocery shopping. I don’t get to buy a lot of veggies that I can cook with. For example, today when we went to the Japanese grocery store, we purchased *five* different kinds of meat, no greens, and one package of natto (Japanese fermented beans). 

He also uses a different brand of soy sauce – which, as you Asian cookers should know, makes the greatest amount of difference in the final product.

I’ve also sensed a bit of frustration on his part with my limited eating choices. Well, he eats so many things I don’t eat and I don’t (not really) have a problem with him. 

I don’t know what to do with myself. Maybe I should just stop trying to be the cook he wants me to be, and just be the vegetarian cook that I am.  

 

Lately, I’ve had this curiously empty and unsatisfying sensation in my stomach. Mr. Worm won’t let me buy and eat many things I would have bought and eaten otherwise. He says that I already have a lot of finger/junk food at home, and that I should finish it all before I buy more. He said this when I told him I wanted to go buy some Camembert to go with the Sauvignon Blanc. 

Disappointment!

And today when we went to Uwajimaya, I saw so many yummy things I wanted to buy, but because he was standing there, I was almost scared to pick those things off the shelf! Imagine that! I would have never imagined that I, J.L., would one day be afraid to buy food!!

Sad.