Dinner tonight with a twist.

The rice bucket ran empty today, I just realized. Shiats! I should have asked the hub to come home early and we go eat out in conjunction with the public holiday tomorrow. But the soup was already cooked and the fish paste was all ready to be made yong taufu. What to do?

I update my FB status about my condition and some kind hearted souls actually suggested me on some ways to re-org the dinner with bread and noodles, rojak style. As usual, I replied with some uncanny replies and it may sound rude and unappreciative of me if the other party does not have the same sick sense of humor. Anyway.

At the end, I drag my butts out of the house and went nearby to buy a blardy expensive 5kg of rice pack for dinner. I believe my hub would feel weird to be eating yong taufu with bread and soup, as he's pretty much a typical chinaman fler. Came back and fixed dinner which took rather lots of hard work. But I must say, the yong taufu I made from scratch was mighty kick-ass! So much so that I wanted to give myself a Best Chef award. Though it may be me the only participant, but who's counting. And I feel my hub is such a lucky fella to marry me. *drown myself happily in self appraisal* L.O.L