Marsha Maung: I write. I love. I live

I don't know about the rest of you but whenever I feel down, this song never fails to remind me to focus on enjoying every single moment that we have here on the planet. We are not meant to be permanent here, we are meant to live, learn and then take it all back HOME. I salute the song writer as well as Carrie Underwood for her amazing rendition. Temporary Home Little boy, 6 years old  A little too used to bein' alone.  Another new mom and dad,another school,  Another house that'll never be home. When people ask him how he likes this place...  He looks up and says, with a smile upon his face,  "This is my temporary home  It's not where I belong.  Windows and rooms that I'm passin' through.  This is just a stop, on the way to where I'm going.  I'm not afraid because I know this is my  Temporary Home."  Young mom on her own. She needs a little help, got nowhere to go.  She's lookin' for a job, lookin' for a way out,  ...

As usual, Chinese New Year is all about food and drinks. Over-supply of food, in particular. Anyway, as with the Malaysian culture, when the host has an over-supply of food, the guests are encouraged to bring some food home with them. That, I did and this means an over-stuffed refrigerator too. Instead of wasting all that precious, delicious food, we heat them up and eat them when we are lazy to cook. Yesterday was a lazy Sunday so..... =) Instead of heating them up one by one, I utilized every single re-heating options I had in the kitchen which includes.... ...the stove x 2... ...the rice cooker... ...the oven.... ...and of course, the steamer x 2... All at the same time, so, you can imagine the kind of food we had on the table. =) Suffice to say, the portions that we took away was small so, we had little left over from the leftover... Anyway, back to the Oscars. XOXO, Marsha

Do you know what a Babysitter is? It is a teenager acting like an adult while the adults can go out and act like teenagers.....---

So, CNY has come and gone and this year, my kids' been having more home visits than me. I just went to a couple of friends' homes and then relatives' homes, ate, drank, ate, drank and not forgetting, giving out ang pow money. T.T Here are some pictures just for fun, taken from Instagram. Just right before Chinese New Year, an online-turned-offline friend of mine sent me a 'surprise' gift which is a t-shirt designed by another online-turned-offline friend of ours. To show her my support for the pictures that she consistently draws (and she posts them online to inspire others...and it works, let me tell you),  I wore the shirt and as requested, took a picture of it. She happy, I happy. We all win. =) This year's family reunion dinner was MASSIVE! I mean, MASSIVE. MASSIVE as in it can feed a whole village of very hungry, malnutritioned people! My brother's wife's family cooked up a feast and the rule was that no one gets up from their respective ...

Stick with people whom you believe is real to you, You can feel it, see it, and hear it with not your eyes, Not with your ears, Not with your skin, But with your heart, Insincere people will keep you thinking, wondering and doubting, Whether it is perceived or real, If it feels like a poisonous feather brushing against your skin, When the only way to not suffer any further is, To remove them, Then remove them, If not for yourself, Then for the sake of peace.

The best year round temperature is a warm heart.....---

So, this is the first Chinese New Year after the End of The World and I have to say that I am loving it! LOL. Anyway, the tong tong chiang songs have begun in earnest everywhere. Just this morning, my neighbor was blasting the normally-annoying Chinese New Year songs loudly, and I found myself smiling to it. Here's wishing everyone an amazing year of the Water Snake, loads of wealth, health and happiness ahead for everyone of you and your family. May you have the strength to make it through tough times, love to keep you grounded, money to buy the things you love, joy to appreciate everything that life has given you, and of course, most importantly, health to make more, spend more, believe more, achieve more, love more and share more. Happy Chinese New Year, everyone! XOXO, Marsha

Life is filled with challenges! don’t let happiness be one of them.....---

I saw this picture posted by a friend on Facebook today and thought that it was a really awesome picture so, I shared it on Twitter and now sharing it on my blog as well. The picture? This one. I have the biggest problem with the word FEAR and I am sure I am not the only one. Some others who have different backgrounds, beginnings, lifestyle, train of thought might not have faced the same thing but if you do, then you can most definitely identify with this....fear of paying the bills. No, wait, fear of bills. No wait, fear of the mailbox. When I was young and fearless, I chalked up the biggest trouble with the banks. Seriously made the biggest blunder of my life that trailed me all the way into adulthood and motherhood. I grew to hate those stupid envelopes that demanded money, money, money. At the time, I wasn't financially stable. I mean, look, I was a mother who did not have a 'job' and working from home. Back in those days, it is like telling someone that you ha...

I can't imagine a world without music. I am a Buddhist but honestly speaking, I think, by right, my religion is actually Music. If I had to go through a day without listening to my favorite songs or blasting random jazz music or some other (ANY OTHER) type of music, I would die. I already play the piano (not as well as I used to, though) but have been wondering what it would be like to play another instrument. The banjo? Saxophone? Violin? My son is also a little bit like me, quite musically-inclined but he thought the piano wasn't for him. They took classes for two to three years....zilch. Learned absolutely nothing and I thought that if I had to force them to practice the instrument, it really isn't quite working out. It has to be THEM pestering me that they want to use the piano, or something like that at least. So, we said goodbye to the piano classes. Recently, my son said that he thought he wanted to learn the violin....then guitar....then saxophone...then guita...