Mothering Sunday vs Mother’s Day

There is a difference between Mothering Sunday and Mother’s Day.

Firstly, Mothering Sunday is celebrated in the UK and Mother’s Day everywhere else in the world.

Secondly, Mothering Sunday is celebrated on the fourth Sunday in Lent and Mother’s Day is on the first Sunday in May.

Thirdly, traditional Mothering Sunday is when people return to their mother church but then it turned to when those in service (household workers) are given a day off to visit their mothers and they will pick flowers (traditionally daffodils) on their way to their mothers’; Mother’s Day was started by a an American Lady to honour her mother.

So, today is Mothering Sunday in the UK which is nowadays treated the same as Mother’s Day… but it’s not.


Privatising Myself

I was chatting to a couple of colleagues at work about social networks. One colleague is culling his friends list and the other said she would never accept a friend request from people at work. They were saying that they can’t really put up what they want if certain people are in their ‘friends list’. I told them that the best thing to do is not to put anything embarrassing or controversial. To which they disagree as it is their page and sometimes they want to speak their mind.

I know that this has been talked about a lot but I do find it interesting how people view the big infinite world of the world wide web differently from the big wide actual world.

I have to admit, in the past when all of these were new to me, I was all excited and poured my soul for the world to see. Looking back, I cringe as I think that I revealed too much of me. Yes, I’ve deleted some posts and make some private… but not before they were read.

I treated my blog and social network posts like I treated my diary when I was a teenager. The difference was, the diary that I kept was only privy to me… until mom got hold of it and read it and then I cringed and felt like it was the end of the world. How dare she read my private thoughts… and I’m sure that this must be the same for everyone… but why then is it OK to air your private thoughts publicly for strangers to read and scrutinise you?

My mom is not computer savvy but that does not mean that she can’t use the computer if she wants to. Whenever she asked me to show her something on the computer, she tends to pick it up almost immediately. For all I know she might actually be more computer savvy than I think she is… and do I want my mom to read certain things that might actually embarrass her more than me?


I respect my mom too much to have her think that she has not brought me up the right way when she has actually done the very best that she could. She does not need any more grievances from me. She does not need to feel that I’d rather tell strangers all my secrets and yet, I do not verbally tell her.

Even though I do not put up any embarrassing or controversial posts up, when I received a friend request from my uncle once removed (as in he’s the child of my granduncle… not that I previously removed him from my friends list) on FB, I just had to go through some previous posts just to double check.

In a world where everyone is airing their dirty laundry for everyone else to see… I think I’ll be old fashioned and keep myself to myself… like the hermit that I am.

Biting the Apple

The wicked Queen offered a juicy apple to Snow White. She took a bite and she fell into the Queen’s spell. There she lie until the spell is broken.

How many Snow Whites are there out in the world? I am (was) one of them and slowly but surely the spell is breaking.

In the Microsoft and Macintosh race, in the 80’s and early 90’s, I made sure I used both. I created no preferences but want to familiarise myself with both OS. Macintosh was seen as the underdog and I couldn’t help but silently root for the underdog.

iMac G3 came to the scene in the late 90’sĀ and I can’t help but love the sleekness. It had (has) style and it appealed to the creative group of people. Apple computers remain stylish and preferred machine to this group. And I remain, drooling over iMacs, Mac minis, Mac Pros, MacBook Airs, MacBook Pro every time I see them.

Yes, I still do love Apple computers.

But that is where my love affair with Apple products ends.

I have no (or ever had any) desire for their other gadgets… iPods, iPhones, iPads and whatever other i they have.

When the first iPhone came out, I admit I was curious, but I wasn’t Wowed by it, the way I was impressed with my first HTC phone and then by the HTC Desire HD and I when I saw the Samsung Galaxy Note, I straight away knew that was the phablet of my dreams (currently).

The reason I preferred these other phones is not because they ‘resemble’ an iPhone. In actual fact, to me they look or feel nothing like an iPhone. Unlike what Apple thinks, I can recognise the difference.

And I prefer Android rather than iOS.

It is as simple as that.

It’s like some people prefer Firefox, Chrome, Explorer, Safari… I prefer Android. So even if you stop Samsung or HTC from manufacturing phones that ‘looks similar and have similar’ feel to the iPhone, I will continue to buy Android phones.

If there are a lot of people with my thinking, what would you achieve with the court cases around the world? Apart from you looking like a rich spoilt brat?

You’re no longer the underdog. You have your hardcore Apple cult followers who will worship every single product you manufacture… why are you stopping others from developing… innovating. I’ve always thought that innovation was the core belief of the Macintosh. Where did you lose your way?

And today I read that you’re suing for using the word ‘Appstore’? How low can you sink? You have your Apple Stores. Apps stores are places where we can by applications. At least that is my view of it… so I guess that is why you are suing as obviously I’m confused…. and stupid.

OMG. That is it. That is what you’re trying to say about us consumers. We are confused. We are stupid. We do not know what we want. We shouldn’t have choices as we can’t be trusted to make our own choices.

Thanks Apple… for making me feel really ‘good’ about myself.