why i do what i doLast nite i cooked seafood spaghetti of cod, kurau, prawns, squids n chardonnay for the family … think they enjoyed it. Dan, my most picky of foodies in the fam, had seconds … and a small third. Kelley ventured to the squids and goes yum. Ash kept stuffing her face with more spags of cods and squids. Ken, the ever-silent consuming one just ate … and ate. The mrs? … she wiped off her plate with seconds, i think. Must be good right? Yeah. It felt good to see them happy … n also be appreciated.
I hv been seeing !zach over different blogs and tags. Thot it was a new chat sign or somethin … googled n cracked my brains to find out what it could have meant … nada! Then i asked cherz on sat, which sorta launched her into one of her legendary silent squeals of imploding painful laughters … actually got me a little worried … can’t breathe … well, I found out what or who !zach is … !zach is ME! Huh?!?! Whoa! These guys actually gave me a name. it is so uber cool. So absolutely nice n warm.
Which brings me to the question of why i do what i do. i do it because i want to. Not so as to be appreciated or loved. But because i just want to do it … n if it comes back as appreciation, hey, i will embrace it fully. If not, its ok … becos i am doing something i want to do. 2 words charged me up for this week … yummy and !zach. its awesome. thank you Lord! :)