Oh jeeze and a tour

Well, since I last blogged it's been hell on a biscuit here.

My son has been sick and very miserable with it. Flu, I think. Basically it didn't matter what we did, he wasn't happy or comfortable. It makes for a long hard week. Thank fully he sleeps through the night, but oh god, the days are heel. We have been living on a diet of......well pizza and other healthy choices.

Hush! I know pizza isn't healthy or a food group in it's own right.

I have been so shattered that instead of sitting down to write, I have been doing the thousand yard stare. Seems to be my natural look these days.

Instead of date night this week, we headed to the pool for pizza and red wine. It was the best evening. Armed with the laptop, the iphone (hubby's), the boring phone (mine), two buckets for the wine (just really large glasses) and pizza (I wonder how many time I can write that in my blog?), we made our way to the pool. It was empty and peaceful, just what we needed. No hustle and certainly no bustle. It were bliss.

Saturday dawned bright and full of promise. Every morning is like that. Off to the markets. I am loving the markets. Good chicken, good veges and nice flowers. I always feel so domestic after filling up the fridge with yummy fresh food and flowers on the table make it complete or something like that. And I got a photo, not a great one, but one nonetheless.

See, there it is.  I am standing by the fish section and looking back to the fresh chickens.

Hmm, I might have to have a chat with Hubby and see if he can give me some of the footage he has shot on his wanderings. Later.

Today was epic. We had a visitor who had spent years here, but hadn't been back for about 20 years. Honest to go this place is totally un-recognisable compared to then. It was the compulsory walk down the river to the new Marina Sands. It is rather impressive. See, I stole a photos off the net for you and also one of the performing arts centre, otherwise known as the Durian (you will see why).

The Durian

Marina Bay Sands.

That was more than enough for the day, but nope, wasn't quite done yet.

It was a wonder down Little India. Little India, is usually packed on a Sunday afternoon. There is a real vibrancy and liveliness. It's great. Trawling through the shops and discovering all the little goodies that are on offer. And the food, yep back to that again. I had an exquisite palak paneer (home made cottage cheese in a spinach sauce). Yum. And the bit that made it taste better was using ones hands. Soooo good.

I have a couple of photo's which I took. See, I am trying to get the hang of this visual aid.

Colourful buildings in Little India (actually the place we had lunch)

Now I am done. Well almost. Hubby has just dashed off to the local food court to get some soup dumplings. Oh goodie.

Son had one final meltdown to finish off the weekend, but that was solved by early to bed. Hubby went for two bike rides (YES, two) this weekend and it only rained on one of them. That's some kind of progress.

Right, that's me over and out.