I'm Okay, You're Okay

Sorry for the unprecedented dropped-off-the-face-of-the-blogosphere moment I had this past week. The last few days in the U.S. were a real whirlwind of activity (including a small panic attack when I realized just before departing that I could only bring two suitcases on the airplane, not three as I'd packed. Which meant a lot of repacking and the mailing of one massive box at the post office to get all my vintage back with me. Yikes.)

Plus, I didn't even have a Thursday this week – I left Newark at 11pm Wednesday and arrived back here at 6am Friday (it's the world's longest direct flight, and really actually very nice), where I proceeded to sleep soundly for approximately 24 hours. I was that tired. Now, I'm just catching up with life and unpacking and visiting with our lovely guests, Judy and Carl, who are allowing us to do all the fun tourist-y things around the city that we never get to do, like drink very fruity Singapore Slings at the Long Bar of the Raffles Hotel.

My triumphant return to the blogosphere (not to mention the e-mails I owe many of you) will be delayed a few more days so I can enjoy being back in the city: Today, we're going to explore many of the exhibits from the Singapore Bienniale, which runs until November 12. We're starting with Japanese artist Yayoi Kusuma's Ascension of Polka Dots on the Trees installation along Orchard Road. So. Cool!

Of course, the art walk will have to wait a few more hours, as it's currently 4am Singapore time. Did I mention I went to bed last night at 5pm? I slept until about 2am and am now completely wide awake. Ah, jet lag, my old nemesis. I'll beat you yet.

(photo borrowed from this site)