Took this group shot of Sharon’s siblings on her wedding day.  I love black pianos that are clean. Hahaha!

There are days when I wonder why I do this for a living, and then along comes a wedding that puts that wonder to rest once again. A part of Lynn’s speech gave me a better appreciation of “Thank You” speeches, and carved a more personal reminder of how much I regret not giving one on my wedding day. Yes Wendy, I know you told me so.

My parents don’t visit my this blog of mine, and I doubt they even know it exists. Nevertheless, one day when the time is right, I may pluck up the courage to tell them how much I respect them, love them, and thank them for how much they’ve done for me.

In Lynn’s words,”Thank you Mom, for making this perfect for me.”

10 years is a long time.  I haven’t even been back in Singapore for that long, and yet See Teck & Sharon have been living thousands of miles apart for that span of time. Hats off to the both of you, but I hope going through the customary wedding ceremony will spur you guys on.

Auntie. There’s no better time than now.
(AND NO – IT’S NOT 12 INCHES)

I feel compelled to warn others of my horrific experience at RedDot Brewhouse, which I now regret going to for my wedding anniversary dinner!

1955hrs – order was placed for Frito Misto appetizer, Pan fried scallop pasta and grilled ribeye. Was told that food would take a little longer since it was crowded. Fine, I’m a patient person. 

2020hrs – Ribeye arrives. My wife tells me to eat first since beef sucks when it’s cold. 

2030hrs – We alert the staff about our remaining orders.

2040hrs – Staff comes by to check what hasn’t arrived – we tell her “EVERYTHING!” 

2045hrs – I’m LONG done with my steak.  In fact, I felt so bad eating alone that I gave Wendy part of it.  

2046hrs – Staff arrives with Wendy’s pasta, but I refuse to accept it.  So it’s now my turn to watch my wife eat or what??!! Besides! Where the hell did my appetizer go??!!  We cancelled the rest of our orders and left. VERY bad restaurant management.

Passing by the kitchen, I see only 2 cooks in the kitchen! TWO! I’m going to call up the owner tomorrow and tell him that he’s got some SERIOUS issues at his restaurant.