Toaster Monster

Despite my recent exploits in conquering the frying pan, I have been unable to successfully operate a toaster or microwave for the matter. Thus, when it comes to preparing breakfast other than bread and spread, I usually end up in a rather disastrous outcome (think, setting the toaster on fire).

My family is well aware of lack of affinity with such appliances. Hence, I woke up this morning to find these things pasted on my Lifebook, courtesy of my dear Jie.

I settled for the sausages, but despite me following the timing accurately, ended up with 2 rubbery planks that even hot mustard couldn't save. Praise the Lord for leftover tau sar piah and a general lack of appetite.

I spent the whole day doing almost nothing, before going out with Dad to check out our new jogging routes @ West Coast Park. Needless to say, the 'Adventure Playground' was littered with tots and its perimeters lined with parents, grandparents, maids etc. Despite having the designated jogger's path seperated from the 'anything with wheels' path by a snaking river of cowgrass, my jog was interrupted by whizzing kids - and even adults - on skate scooters. Hence, though West Coast Park features a more scenic view and climbing apparatus to accompany the jog, I still prefer the solitude of Henderson Waves.

If not, I'll head down to the pool and gym.