Or so Ling complained the other evening. We’ve been incrementally adding inhabitants to the aquarium over the last week or so now. As these things go, additions of new critters need to be done slowly; adding too many at a go could easily overwhelm the nitrogen and ammonia waste cycle that’s still getting established in the aquarium.
The both of us prefer different critters too. The four Lionheads that Ling bought me on Valentine’s Day ten months ago are still hale and hearty. They’ve been moved to a different tank given their destructive habits on plants and that they’re also pretty messy critters. That said, they’ve also been the most interactive of all the critters we’ve had so far. After the Lionheads, Ling loves Cardinal tetras, and she’s been badgering me to buy a small school of them for our tank.
Me, on the other hand, prefer armoured catfishes, or Corydoras critters. These are bottom dwellers who spend much of their time swimming in the lower strats of a tank, although they occasionally will make a mad dash to the surface for a gulp of air. They’re lovely fellows: peaceful, and never greedy for food. They’re also some of the most gregarious fishes around: they’ll happily school with other Corydoras species. And while they tend to scavenge for food on their own, when they’re at rest, they’ll invariably seek out their own, and gather in a little circle like a catfish convention. And if one stares hard enough, these fellows may just blink at you even.:)
We’ve got quite a number of different Cory species now, and the ones pictured here are the most recent additions: two of the three Leopard Corys that were added yesterday afternoon. They’ve acclimatized to the existing inhabitants quite well, and within an hour were happily exploring the tank and swimming with their brethen. 
Both Ling and myself are pretty much still feeling amazed at how well our wedding ran on the actual day. We’d both heard quite a few horror stories of things gone wrong from others before. Even our officiating minister, Reverend Huang, shared some of those stories that turned Ling white.:)
Now that it’s all over, we just can’t be grateful enough to the many persons and helpers who made the occasion possible and had it run without a hitch. The many helpers in reception, ushering, and traffic controlling from ARPC, and especially Grace and her husband Roger, who both put into play the plans we’d spent months making on the actual day. I was thrilled that my parents saw how well Grace and Roger were running things, and asked that we expressed our gratitude to both on their behalf too.
The weekend has been terrifically busy for the both of us: on the day before when we were rushing about making final arrangements, the actual day, and the day after when we were going through the post mortem. The pictures for the events on the wedding day will take a while to arrive. While waiting for the other pictures that friends and relatives may have taken, I managed to snap a few of Ling during our rest periods at our bridal suite. They are right here on this 
We just had our wedding rehearsal at 
Life feels surreal now that the big day is only 4 days from now. Friends and relatives are congratulating us and the other question that pops up besides the standard wedding preparation question is “Are you excited?”
After toying with the idea of remaining on the North-East line until its southern-most conclusion Friday, my trip to Labrador Park on Sunday afternoon found it necessary to do just that. I departed the North-East line at the Harbour Front (NE1) station and intended to proceed to Telok Brangal Rd, but instead I proceeded to somewhere on this side of absolutely lost. No worries—Harbour Front Centre provided me safe, though crowded, refuge, and I took the opportunity to scout around the upper floors of the complex to the departure area for the cruises offered there. A pleasant view of the bay was all mine once I happened outside and onto the deck overlooking the area.
The shore-side park area was quite the sight to behold. Sure, to locals I imagine it might not bear mentioning or be reason for excitement, but based on my experience I wasn’t the only one enjoying myself. Hundreds of fellow visitors enjoyed their day of leisure by service of the shade provided by the copious amounts of—to these eyes—exotic trees. Others took their chances in the direct sunlight while casting multiple fishing rods into the sea. Me, I just walked haphazardly all over the place, confident that my light, Irish complexion would reflect all the sun’s rays right back toward the sky. A group of people near the middle of the shore-side park began setting up tables, on top of which they situated pamphlets and food and drink; perhaps a volunteer-driven benefit of some sort?
But as I was saying, the days in Singapore go by fast, certainly faster than they appear to back in central USA. (And this is even accounting that I’ve awoken each and every morning so far at 6:45 AM, just like clockwork — I never can do that at home for some reason.) I’m having so much fun, I’d just as soon they’d never end.
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