Archive for September, 2006

Haha…Ice Cream

Summer is coming. Who can resist a finely made tasty ice cream? My husband suggested us to get some waffle cone to make our home-made ice-cream for this summer. Of course I raised my both hands very high, regardless the fact that I am putting on since the end of August.

We need an ice cream scoop, and a well-made natural ingredient waffle cone to make it happen. Bell is a good brand, and the size is perfect for a guilty ice cream eater. They also provided 3 different colours. But be careful when you pick one from the shelf of supermarket. Some of them are already broken in the box, so shake it to listen if there is a sound of waffle chips.

Ice cream scoop is a problem. We bought two designs for this. The plain one and a half dome squeezed one. The plain one doesn’t work well, so we chuck it in the drawer. The second one is required a bit skill to be properly operated. I suggest you to dip the scoop in to the hot water before you spoon the ice cream, and rather than making a long movement on your spooning, better to make several short movements to make a ball first. Never squeeze the handle when you spoon the ice cream, squeeze it after you already form a complete round ball, then let it go off the scoop first, not directly let it go into the cone. Does that make sense? My husband thinks I do a great job on that, at least much better than him.

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Fancying Ice Cream

I love ice cream. I would never deny this. I know I would simply be unable to resist the temptation. So to avoid putting on too much, we have been trying to get away from the supermarket’s freezer for quite a long time. But Jessie will come over tomorrow and the weather is just in the perfect “ice-cream taking” mood. “A little indulgement for this kind of occasion won’t do any harm to anyone”, I thought, so let’s just have it right now.

The leash on my neck was taken out. We ended up having a big 1 Lt box of Blue Ribbon Choc Swirl ice cream, a 12pk waffle cones and a ice cream scooper back home. We are going to not only eat the ice cream to satisfy the stomach and taste buds, but also have fun with playing the ice cream balls. The scooper is not right, just can’t get it make a round ball. I don’t know if it’s just because of my skills or something wrong with the design of scooper. Never mind, I can get another one very soon.

So there I sat, in the couch, holding my ice cream cone, licking the cream and feeling it melting in my mouth. I felt very satisfied. I was thinking, since ice cream makes me happy, what’s the point to be a woman who is thin but lives a miserable life?

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Swinging between satisfaction and disappointment

Thanks the God, it’s Friday. I just can’t take it anymore. Maybe it’s because I am too looking forward to the long weekend, and a quick thought of going to have both a public holiday on Monday and RDO on next Friday will just make me settle down. This is like a holiday season, and the weather is so perfect for outdoor activities. Who wants to stay in the office doing the work?

Last night I tried to finish my knitting project, sewing all ends and making up to make it wearable. It took me about one and half hours to do that, but after I put it on, I found for some reason that the shrug doesn’t fit or in the right place. So I undid the sewing, did a bit research on what’s-going-on, then I found why. I think I overdid the seam on both sleeves which causes it too tight for shoulders and underarms, although I have followed the instruction written on the book. I re-opened the part of sleeve seam up and hope tonight I can get it right. Another possible reason could be the yarn I used. As instructed, I should use Zhivago not normal Acrylic. I have compared two before I decided to go for Acrylic. Zhivago yarn is a little bit flatter and thicker. Also it looks more shining. I admit that after last night, I feel a bit disappointed. But it didn’t entirely knock me out. I still feel good about I can make something happen, and I am very proud to knit all the patterns and do the sewing with yarn for the first time.

I have a strange but also realistic belief that if somebody can get the knitting stuff done well like those beautiful photos on the books, we certainly can make it equally done well by our own hands. You can not deny this by saying that “look, things on books were all made by knitting machine”. The only difference between the thing displayed on the photo and the real thing we are making is skills the knitter has, how they measure the body and how they deal with some important details which could make a big difference. So, I believe what I need is more practise.

I will knit more. The next project interests me is a Mohair sweater. Hehe… you will see me growing up :-)

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Ladies I work with

Since where I am working is a very obvious lady dominating office, I can actually feel the lady air around everyday.

First of all, it’s of course about daily wear. Ladies here like to share what they have just bought with a good price or just show them off with other ladies who are interested. Of course we are all interested in this kind of topic. I have been appointed as a tour guide lady for their Chinese trip in the future rasing a tour flag and leading them to wherever they can get a good deal to buy clothwear.

Second of all, we have a pretty yummy morning tea almost every week. We just simply put in 3 dollars each person, and send someone to get a cake, a nice pull-apart or just some coffee deserts. Then we sit together to have a meeting or just talk what had happened in the last week or some current social issues concerned. Today’s morning tea, our topic was about the connection between people and animals which was triggered by a genius mathematician and linguist. The cites particularly focus on the relationship between ladies here and their dogs. I think everyone here has a dog except me. Dunia suggested me to get a Chihuahua, I was attracted to its size and especially the smoothcoat one but I am not sure about it yet. The cakes are usually very nice, full of moisture and nicely made. Everybody was in the holiday mood, keeping the feet up, looking like they are ready for a massage or some pampering work.

But don’t get me wrong that we are vulgar ladies and only care about the appearance. As what Ellen said, we are not just pretty. We care and do nice things. There are a couple of things I really appreciate and feel touching. They are naturally warm-hearted, caring and honest ladies with integrity and probity.

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Time for Shoppers’ Nerves

Looks like the sale season is coming. In the recent past week, I have popped down to a couple of shops in Riverside Plaza and found they are having a huge range of clothes on sale at this moment. It is probably because the season is changing and the days are getting warmer and warmer, but not all the stuff is only suitable for winter, and I found many of them are quite in season.

Like Miller’s Fashion Club shop which always gives people wrong impression that they normally appeal to those big size women with cheap quality, fabric and price. But it’s not true. Miller’s has very a wide range of ladies wear from size 8 to size 22. Anything you like to put on to try out, you could find the right size easily. Some of them are very nice and trendy, like the things on Silhouette and Cross Road brands. And the prices are so reasonable, you won’t get the same things from China where used to be the major place for me to shopping the clothes.

Things just changed for some reason. Many of my girlfriends from China have noticed that it’s no longer a pleasant experience when shopping in China for clothes. Last year when I popped in Parkson I was shocked. A very ordinary T- shirt with a brand I don’t know was 900 RMB, any shoes with a decent brand were at least 500 RMB. I think it is crazy to pay for a small piece of leather and a tiny thin heel with 500. Actually I couldn’t find anything under 300 RMB in that crazy shopping mall.

The demin jacket I finally bought from Esprit was very simply designed and made, but it was nearly 600 RMB. And….guess what? They said it’s cheap. My God! With the same amount of money 600 RMB in Australia, you can get a pretty nice evenning wear to go for a Hollywood’s celebrities’ party. Last time in Canberra Centre I saw a pink silk dress with nice beading on the top half and right goes down to the ankles’ length, beautifully lining, delicate shoulder straps, very gorgeous, suit for any formal occasion. It was just 80 Australian dollars. I guess if I want to get the similar thing in China, I have to pay at least 2000RMB. But here, in the sale season, 20 AUD for a very funky jean jacket that I have only seen on the fashion magazine, 13.95 AUD for an embroidered aqua blue Turkish style cotton blouse, or just 29.99 for a little black halt-back and back neck tied party dress, with some very attractive and beautiful details on the chest area. It’s quite garnish!

Comparing to Miller’s, Target’s clothes are a bit more expensive, but I bought a twisted dry and lace shirt for only 4.86 AUD. I can’t believe it when the cashier scanned the bar code to get the final price on the register. But for other stuff, it’s just a bit hard to find the size under 12, otherwise I would have been too lucky. Of course if you go for some brands like Portman or Susanne, the price range would be between 50 to 100, but 100 AUD is just 600 RMB, what can you buy with 600 RMB in Parkson? A piece of shit?

I don’t know why Chinese clothes retailing turned out like this. It makes people feel that everybody is a millionaire and be able to spend thousands on clothes every month. It’s kind of like a virtual and dream kingdom build up by people’s hallucinations, where everyone has become rich and just earns money by catching the gold falling from the sky. I have gradually come to realise this and started to cut down the purchase in Chinese clothing market. A couple of girls close to me found the same thing and we had conversation about what we have found out, like Emma and Lily. Last time I saw Emma in Shanghai, she was wearing a gorgeous lace shirt and a beautiful casual knitwear but very stylish bought in Australia. Well, Lily maybe is a much earlier awakener, having her consciousness about comparison between the clothes pricings of two countries.

My husband still doesn’t believe it. Men are not sensitive to this sort of things. Having too much successful experience of getting great deals in Wholesale Market at Exhibition Road in Beijing and maybe too little experience of shopping in a real shopping town, he believes that China has the cheapest clothes for sale because it is the manufacture of over 70% clothes around this world. I am not going to convince him. He would find out.

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Betadine

“Can I help you with anything?” I must be looking confused like walking into a maze, so one of Amcal’s staffs came over and offered her hand.

“I am actually looking for some Betadine please.” I asked, looking at rows and rows of medication on the shelves, couldn’t find the thing I wanted, I did get confused.

“Panadol?” she brought me to the shelf piling of painkillers and pain relief tablets.

“No, I don’t need tablets. I need something liquid that can clean my wound to protect it get infectious.” I raised my right hand to show her my wrist wrapped with dressing.

“Oh, Padding?” She tried to taking me to the dressing shelf. No! but at least we were getting closer.

“No, no, I need Betadine. It’s something I can apply on my wound. It should be liquid thing packed in a bottle.”

“Ah… Betadine!” Thanks the God! She finally got me, Otherwise I wouldn’t know what else I can do to make her understand what I wanted.

Anyway I got a 15ml bottle of Betadine for 7 bucks (so expensive!!! But another brand of same size would cost almost 10 bucks), wondering if I have had really pronounced the medical terminology that remarkably bad. Betadine is something I heard hundreds of times when I was working in the nursing home where RNs, ENs or residents sent us to fetch more Betadine to complete a dressing. It was in a dark brown big bottle where there was a label attached but I had never really looked at it), I heard how it sounds, but I guess I have never exactly grab the spelling of the word, so I might have pronounced wrong. But this is something always happens on non-English native speakers, where we are struggling between what we have seen on the piece of paper and what we have heard from somebody’s mouth.

See how Wikipedia interprets Betadine……

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