Juicing and Massage

The title may seem funny so let me explain. Last night we went for a bbq at our American friends. They are a lot of fun and one highlight was juicing different variations of fruit and veg. Daddy went to Carrefour with Pit and bought a plethora of this food group so we could see how our friend's juicer works. (yes, I am in the market!) Frunty and I went to see a really nice home that is available near Tenah Merah and then we all met up at our friends' home.

During dinner, we got to talking about how Daddy is the only one who hasn't gone for a massage yet. Massage parlours/reflexology centers are all over the place the way that chocolate shops were in Brussels. At that point, our friend Scott said that the two of them should just go on over to the mall and get a treatment when I piped in that we should do a double date and Scott said, "let's do it!" Luckily, spontaneity is easy when you have a live-in helper that can babysit last-minute. Rosanna is just lovely and besides juicing and doing two million other jobs, she took care of our three boys while we went and enjoyed one of Singaporean's favourite past-times.

It was awesome and we laughed all the way home. It's funny because in Brussels we would enjoy a gorgeous, ice-cold bubbly with friends to unwind after a long week but here, we enjoy massage therapy and freshly squeezed juice! Not saying that I don't miss the champagne which is now, by the way, completely, ludicrously expensive. But different can be beautiful!

The kids didn't really notice we were gone for that hour either as they watched Mickey Mouse classics together. Pit and Frunty curled up in a big, leather chair together while Ethan stretched out on the couch. I feel grateful that we already have friends with whom we can relax and have some good laughs. Life is fun and some say it is the "honeymoon stage" that occurs when you first move to a new place. Hope it lasts!