Upthedate: I would love to.

I booked salsa lessons for five at AttitudeDance Studio. I have to give myself a pat on the back for my sudden burst of inititative. If I do get one of those nine-to-fivers, I'll have a legit excuse to get myself new metallic heels as part of my workout gear since I'll be coming straight from the office. Woot.

Catching up with Sheena last night was also great. She needed to do some last-minute shopping for her Kota Tinggi trip so after scouting around for three-quarts and coach groceries, we found ourselves in a ghost town version of the normally bustling MacDonald's outlet where we shared Marks & Spencer chocolate bars, iced lemon tea and good conversation. The M&S creme brulee was a delightful little slice of heaven, by the way.

It was an encouraging two-and-a-half hours. My feelings towards David have also softened when Sheena mentioned that he still reads my blog, and that he would like to patch up but he's just shy. Painfully shy, I recall he once told me. I have nothing bad to say about him. And I thought I would never want to hear from him again, but if he did ask me out, even if it was just for dessert... I would love to.

I woke up to the raucuous laughter of my aunties this morning. And suddenly, after sitting on that competition essay since Thursday, I had a flash of inspiration. I could write about the women in my family, a la How To Make An American Quilt.