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Postings on this blog and also on my Zen Chic Mom blog has waned, yes, I've noticed that. Not that it is important to anyone since there aren't that many people who is interested in what I have to say. I have stopped trying to be oh-so-funny-make-me-laugh-until-my-ribs-hurt. And I have also stopped checking my Google Analytics account to see how many people came in.

It used to matter so much to me and it began to sound like so much work. And there's pressure in trying to come up with something funny to say.

Go ask KennySia if he has the same problem...and he's is even worse....10,000 times worse, I think.

I have to admit that I used to place a lot of importance on what I say in here and I want to write in an amusing way so that people feel like I am a celeb or damn popular and all that.

Bollocks. A whole pile of crap that was.

No, I am not depressed or bitter or 'getting old' or senile or going through menopause or anything like that. I think I see the bigger picture now. This is a blog. A place where I say things that matter to me.

Maybe one day, I want my kids to come in here and read all the shit that I have posted. (Oh dear, maybe I should be more mindful about my language use, eh?) If I continue to be the oh-so-funny writer, they see a complete farce because mommy is not like that.

Oh yes, mommy is very tongue in cheek and makes the funniest comeback lines ever. She has those one-liners that the kids love! And I love to make them chortle with MY version of things. I am vividly imaginative, you see. Kids love that.

But this blog was nothing more than a vehicle for me to gain...what...fame??? No. That is so wrong. I don't need fame.

And besides, famous for what? For being the mom with a badass mouth and someone who is on a constant huntdown for good recipes and Raymond Lam? OK, just Raymond Lam. Man, that dude has a sunshiny smile alright!! Seeeeeeeeee???


Anyway, I thought I had nothing to say. Turns out, I have a bloody a lot to say. Go figure.

All said out,
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