The weekend came and now, it is about to go. I'm sad. How can it be that time flies like a Supersonic Citation X during weekends and/ holidays when between Monday to Friday, it lingers like a leech stuck to its favourite mammal. Sigh.
Yesterday, I attended Michelle's wedding. Yeah. It was one of the cutest wedding I have been. Both Michelle and Ryan was a lovely, cute and funny couple. I can't ask for more. They even did a cute jig on the dance floor, so fashionably adorable I say.
Michelle and Ryan story about how they met was so awesomely sweet as well. Ryan happened to be the guy who found Michelle's wallet which she dropped at San Fran Coffee down at our Menara Citibank. Awwwww, sweet!
Of course, the place itself was lovely, a bungalow cum restaurant which was decorated well to the occasion. I simple like it. Just that, food wasn't fantastic was we normally have during weddings. Well, we can't have everything.
I was somehow sucked into a book sale orgy in Amcorp, just when I was telling myself not to see any evil, nor do any evil. Argh! There, I go. Books, books and books again. I got myself 3 books instead of the cardinal sins of the people there, they were buying by the boxes and I really mean, BY THE BOXES. Books were generally, RM8 per book. So it would be berserk if a bookworm don't go ga-ga over this ridiculous cheap books that were streaming from every nook and corner of that huge field. I don't know how to else to describe the place. It's just a book lover haven!!!
And so, for 3 lovely books, I only paid a totally of RM24 which would normally allows me just 1 miserable fiction. Imagine the estasy I had. Just like going high on 'ice'.
So I made myself promise that I would by all means focus on reading more. Less cyber chats and lingering on blogs after blogs. I need to catch up with reading for Chris' sake!!!
Anyway, my MIL was mega bitching about the family of my FIL after attending a luncheon down south yesterday. Somehow, my thought were lingering if there would ever be a difference between giving out your money to the helpless / less fortunate as opposed to giving out money to relatives who are short of dough {but nicely put as 'lending' which often does not come with a 'return'}.
I mean, charity begins at home they say, but I am presuming that this simply means sharing your wealth with your family on what money could buy with what you can possibly afford. I don't think this means, giving away dough after dough to relatives who come forward asking for some 'assistance' for whatever the reason they normally cook up.
But bottom line is, I was wondering to myself hard, what difference is it anyway, between giving it to the less fortunate vs. to the relative who either misused their money, gambled them all away or simply got cheated. Afterall, it's an act of giving away the money your hard earned.
Would it be morally be better if you divert your money channelling to those relative as a means of doing the a good favor or just ignore them as after all, they are not as unfortunate as those unfortunate strangers who you hardly know, with no food to eat, nor roof under their head if you don't help out.
Which would actually be a better act of charity after all? Hmmm....
Malar called me about the cards and asked permission if they could be sold for a lesser amount of RM30. All 14 packs. I don't know what exactly is right but while I'm trying hard to raise as much funds for her, I don't see a point to raise lesser when by actual fact, Eugene and I could find generous buyers to the packs. But I don't have to dampen her spirit since she has volunteered to help.
Sigh, sometimes, I just don't know how to put it across to her. On top to this, she was asking for more cards so she could try her luck with other churches. I guess, I have to made it known that the printed actually does not come free from anyone as I'm forking in out from my own pocket, every single cent of it {yes, with a good proportion of it from Eugene too}. And as most people on the grassroot may find it too expensive, lowering the price would affect the funds raised for the kids.
Logistically too, Malar doesn't know the trouble I had to pull through to get these cards out. Sigh. I guess, I would have to construct my words to put it across to her that I can't possibly spend anymore from my pocket for the cards she wants, unless, someone else would chip in for the cost of printing.
I guess, that is the best way to put it because I personally feel, if I were to shut her but saying I no longer want to help out with the printing and cost, I'm just cutting off the source of fund rising for the home {which would help the home a fair bit} afterall.
Sigh. And like it or not, money is pretty much the source of survival to the kids and the home, of course.
Let's see. Well, so much about the Home for now.
I need to just lie down for a little awhile, take a break then go for my Sunday run. My fix!
Yesterday, I attended Michelle's wedding. Yeah. It was one of the cutest wedding I have been. Both Michelle and Ryan was a lovely, cute and funny couple. I can't ask for more. They even did a cute jig on the dance floor, so fashionably adorable I say.
Michelle and Ryan story about how they met was so awesomely sweet as well. Ryan happened to be the guy who found Michelle's wallet which she dropped at San Fran Coffee down at our Menara Citibank. Awwwww, sweet!
Of course, the place itself was lovely, a bungalow cum restaurant which was decorated well to the occasion. I simple like it. Just that, food wasn't fantastic was we normally have during weddings. Well, we can't have everything.
I was somehow sucked into a book sale orgy in Amcorp, just when I was telling myself not to see any evil, nor do any evil. Argh! There, I go. Books, books and books again. I got myself 3 books instead of the cardinal sins of the people there, they were buying by the boxes and I really mean, BY THE BOXES. Books were generally, RM8 per book. So it would be berserk if a bookworm don't go ga-ga over this ridiculous cheap books that were streaming from every nook and corner of that huge field. I don't know how to else to describe the place. It's just a book lover haven!!!
And so, for 3 lovely books, I only paid a totally of RM24 which would normally allows me just 1 miserable fiction. Imagine the estasy I had. Just like going high on 'ice'.
So I made myself promise that I would by all means focus on reading more. Less cyber chats and lingering on blogs after blogs. I need to catch up with reading for Chris' sake!!!
Anyway, my MIL was mega bitching about the family of my FIL after attending a luncheon down south yesterday. Somehow, my thought were lingering if there would ever be a difference between giving out your money to the helpless / less fortunate as opposed to giving out money to relatives who are short of dough {but nicely put as 'lending' which often does not come with a 'return'}.
I mean, charity begins at home they say, but I am presuming that this simply means sharing your wealth with your family on what money could buy with what you can possibly afford. I don't think this means, giving away dough after dough to relatives who come forward asking for some 'assistance' for whatever the reason they normally cook up.
But bottom line is, I was wondering to myself hard, what difference is it anyway, between giving it to the less fortunate vs. to the relative who either misused their money, gambled them all away or simply got cheated. Afterall, it's an act of giving away the money your hard earned.
Would it be morally be better if you divert your money channelling to those relative as a means of doing the a good favor or just ignore them as after all, they are not as unfortunate as those unfortunate strangers who you hardly know, with no food to eat, nor roof under their head if you don't help out.
Which would actually be a better act of charity after all? Hmmm....
Malar called me about the cards and asked permission if they could be sold for a lesser amount of RM30. All 14 packs. I don't know what exactly is right but while I'm trying hard to raise as much funds for her, I don't see a point to raise lesser when by actual fact, Eugene and I could find generous buyers to the packs. But I don't have to dampen her spirit since she has volunteered to help.
Sigh, sometimes, I just don't know how to put it across to her. On top to this, she was asking for more cards so she could try her luck with other churches. I guess, I have to made it known that the printed actually does not come free from anyone as I'm forking in out from my own pocket, every single cent of it {yes, with a good proportion of it from Eugene too}. And as most people on the grassroot may find it too expensive, lowering the price would affect the funds raised for the kids.
Logistically too, Malar doesn't know the trouble I had to pull through to get these cards out. Sigh. I guess, I would have to construct my words to put it across to her that I can't possibly spend anymore from my pocket for the cards she wants, unless, someone else would chip in for the cost of printing.
I guess, that is the best way to put it because I personally feel, if I were to shut her but saying I no longer want to help out with the printing and cost, I'm just cutting off the source of fund rising for the home {which would help the home a fair bit} afterall.
Sigh. And like it or not, money is pretty much the source of survival to the kids and the home, of course.
Let's see. Well, so much about the Home for now.
I need to just lie down for a little awhile, take a break then go for my Sunday run. My fix!
