Though the sorrow may last for the night, His Joy come in the morning

The whole entire begining in Hobart was simply a nightmare to describe. Never have I expected things to turn out so badly. The key reason for this whole chain of problems were most probably due to EXPECTATIONS. Never expect someone to behave in a certain way that your normal environment do, especially so when you are in a new environment; new culture or country.
I was informed by my friend that I will need to re-activate the power supply in my newly rented house. Hence, I wrote an email to my agent on monday and in quire about the process. Never did I EXPECT her to be on a holiday (not receiving any email reminder from her). Her colleagues replied on Thursday when I reach Launceston, informing that I am responsible for connecting the power on my own. Hence, I called up Aurora power immediately and requested for a power connection. EXPECTING that they will see this as an emergency situation and guess what ??? They refused to connect my power and stated that there are two units reflected on my address and that I will need clarifications from the agent before they connect my power. Hence, I was told to call my agent on friday morning and to get back to them with the confirmed address.
Like what I mentioned previously, the agent was on a holiday and I had to speak to her colleague regarding the address. She then made an assumption that it was 20a Richardson Avenue which was obviously not the right one, as discovered later. How I wish you will guess it wrongly, the power was not connected on friday and we had to wait till Monday. Poor Steph!! Tramautised on her virgin trip to Tassie. We had to rely on torch lights for the first half of our first night in Hobart. Thankfully, the owner of the house (which happen to stay at the back of the house, with his wife, baby boy and a big dog), provided an extension cord into our house; giving us some light in the living room. Not forgetting, my dear friends, Eric, Serena and Catherine who drove a convey of cars down to Hobart to transport my stuff, as well as to accompany us for the first night. It was indeed heart warming to have friends like this and I thank God for them.
All these problems seem never ending, I was told that I should take one step at a time, but seriously, I am just physically and emotionally too drained.

Our house is beautiful and that's the only consolation. However, its only the 2 of us for now. Sadly, we have not managed to get any housemates yet. (As my parents require female tenants only). Pls continue to pray for us. :)

Last night in Singapore

Before I could elaborate on this post. I have lots of things to thank God for.

So much things to be grateful for.....

1 last night in Singapore, so much memories; both good and bad. If I were given the chance to re-do something, I would have chosen to do so.

Basically this whole holiday was devoted to settling Steph's studies in Australia.

One obstacle after another, it seems like an endless battle. Finally, I realized something, God was trying to teach me on dependance. I begin to realize that all the skills I have learnt during those times in Tasmania suffice up to nothing compared to the greatness of God. His sovereignty and grace alone are sufficient to bring us through all that will come our way; if we were to allow Him to do things in His timing.

The last issue for Steph was finally cleared by God today. She received her VISA just in time. Praise the Lord..!!!

Tomorrow, we will embark on our new journey, new life and all.

Hobart city is as foreign to me as to Stephanie and I am sure we will find a life of abundance and excitement over there, afterall, He who calls us out; will guide and lead us.

The Faithful Shepherd. :)

Chilli Padi

I told myself "No Buffet liao.. No buffet liao". Anymore and that's it!! My teletummy already 10 months pregnant..

I failed.

Chilli Padi was having an afternoon high tea buffet for only $8.60. What can I say??? All the alluring food seemingly charmed me into it..

A walk down nonya lane....

Diary of the Rojak.

Tales of the Curry Pok

Chronicles of the chee kueh

and last but not least, memoirs of the nonya kueh.

Overall verdict, satisfied. Did I mention that there were plenty of other food too?

Sayur lodeh, Penang Laksa, Ice Jelly, Red dates soup and etc.

Apart from being known as an "Aquarist", some friends also know me as a "Gardener". Yet, not many know that my "green fingers" were influenced and nurtured by a group of close friends during secondary school.

There are a few species; genus; types of plants that never fails to remind me of this friendship that I have fostered over the years.

Carnivorous plants would be the plant that most people associate me with. However, something that always cheer my heart would be the morning glory.

And knowing that, Sheng had grown a pot of beautiful Morning glory from seeds as a gift for me. Apparently, the seeds belongs to the F1 generation, where the first batch of seeds were from Clayton.

NiCe Hor!!!