Only Cold Desserts Will Do

There were plenty of youtube videos to entertain us today. And of the chicken dance by a certain persona made famous overnight by his reading of the election results. Memories of having to do the chicken dance way back in school cracked us up totally.

The air-conditioning was turned on. Ahhh...blessed cool relief. I don't think any of us can survive the blistering heat this weekend without it. The dog got it right. He pushed all of us out of his way, snuggled into the couch, tried really hard to keep awake, and finally fell asleep. Sprawled on the couch, I contemplated napping too. Best way to round up a Sunday afternoon.

The friends' dad bundled us into the car and out to the club for dessert. The thermometers read 36°C. UGH. During the short walk from the carpark to the cafe, I could feel the heat from the concrete burn through the jeans. Too hot for jeans and closed-toe shoes. Shorts, summer dresses, dri-fit stuff and flipflops are the best to combat our sunny weather. Sunnies weren't enough. The girlfriend had her hat on. I should have brought my giant hat too! I wonder why people in Singapore don't wear hats more often. It's like, prudent to do so.

On a hot day like this, the only viable desserts are COLD ones. Nothing else appealed. Not cakes, brownies or an apple crumble even. We went straight for the ice kachang and cheng tng. I ordered a coffee, but abandoned it in favor of the desserts. The coffee could wait till I finish the tasty cold cold bowl of cheng tng.