Only a few days til my mom's birthday. That's why me and my daughter are staying over their place. She's turning 64. I just remembered the Beatles' song, "When I'm 64." But she doesn't need to worry. She's very much loved, and needed by everyone.

On Sunday, my husband will be joining us for a get together, and hopefully his sister too. Then we'll be returning home.

Baby Girl is having the time of her life here. But she and I will be coming back to reality soon. Back to our unfinished, cluttered and dirty house several miles away. Back to less food, less amenities, less comfort. Back to my husband's struggling internet cafe business and my unemployed status. Back to the hard life.