Tag: Mother

10-Minute Warning LXXVII

For the 1st time since last week, I went outside of my home. I feel better than I was yesterday, and I want to observe Flannel Friday, so why not?

And what did I do? I joined my family (minus Elder Brother) on their grocery shopping at Landers, and then we had some tasty ramen at Ippudo. After that, I planned on having some affogato at my favorite spot Satchmi. But when I arrived there, I changed my mind and had some iced tea instead.

Right now, as I’m typing this, I’m thinking of drinking just 1 can of Jack and Coke. Just 1. I didn’t even get a sip last week because I’m sick. Thanks, flu. But should I even drink tonight? Maybe not. I shouldn’t be in a rush. I have all the weekend to do that anyway.

And time’s up.

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10-Minute Warning LXXV

So, how am I today?

Today, I feel much better. I don’t have the flu anymore – no more fever and body ache. I can go upstairs and downstairs a bit faster again. I’m back to eating well and on time. And I can go back to work soon.

What else? Well, I had a problem sleeping last night. I woke up 3 times because I had a hard time breathing. My Mother noticed, so she applied some Vicks VapoRub to my chest. I also inhaled the ointment for good measure, and I was able to sleep properly after that. Thank you, Mother. I love you.

And… that’s it. That’s about it.

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10-Minute Warning LXVIII

So, what can I tell here in under 10 minutes?

My Younger Brother and I will pick up our Mother and Father at the airport tonight. They spent their weekend in Singapore. Notably, Father and an ex-national team joined a badminton tournament and got the 1st runner-up of their level. My Father winning at a high level at 63 years of age? That’s amazing.

What else? I noticed that I have been churning up 12 straight Minute Warning posts here on The Dispatch. I need to shake things up a little. Maybe I should make more Notes to Self.

And time’s up.

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