Qing Ming this year

Officially, it's Qing Ming tomorrow (Wednesday), I think. But my inlaws had decided that last Sunday, 1st April was the day to visit the ancestors' grave and do the routine, cleaning up, having a picnic or "reunion dinner" with the ancestors.

This year round, I get to skip my presence. *jubilant tone*

No, I didn't use sick as an excuse. Instead, it was meimei who needed to attend a competition representing her school in a rhythmic gymnastics game. And she needed to be chauffeured there at 9 in the morning. Takkan I leave her alone here, kan?

So, I pleaded with hubs to leave us and didi here while he goes back with korkor to run this filial piety duty. Thank goodness it went as planned.

And such, the weekend saw we split into 2 groups and I sent them off to the train station for them to take the train home. They were to follow my brother inlaw's car back to KL the very next day.

Many ideas ran inside my mind, wandering about what I can do with the little "freedom" I get. However, as night comes, as usual, nothing much happened and I was so reluctant to leave the home. Yet again. Sigh. What happened to my "wild" side?

Surely I didn't want to start cooking up dinner again, so we went about to look for dinner and settled on Japanese. Boy, how I indulge myself and the kids with the food we love without hubs around. Tee hee!

We came right home after dinner and went to bed straight. I felt weird somehow to be at home alone with the 2 little ones only though, even though hubs often leave us here when he travels for business trips. Why, oh why.

The next morning, I made breakfast and in the miscalculated of time, I was rushing through to get meimei in time for the van waiting for her at the school. Everything was fine and dandy, no worries at all.

In that few hours of me time with didi alone, there were stuffs I wanted to do with him. I pondered of taking him to go cycling at Publika, then go eat chilli pan mee, then back home for shower and off to the stadium to watch meimei. He wanted to play badminton though. But anyway, I drove straight to Publika to check out the cycling activity.

By the time I got there, it was about 9.30 and there was only half an hour to cycle if I do want to. Well, I thought what the heck, since we were already there and went to park the car in.

Holy shit! It was SO HOT at that hour! What sacrifices moms make for their kids, you tell me!

(While I was all the time complaining how TRULY HOT it is every year at the cemetery having a picnic! Tee hee! My bad, I agree!)

We both had a GREAT time and I would have loved to cycle more rounds if it weren't that blardy hot! I made a point in mind to go as early as 7am the next opportunity.

After the cycle and returning the bikes (which are free on loan! No kidding, where can you get free stuffs these days, huh?), I took didi by his hand and we strolled around B.I.G. supermarket and looked at some rare high class fruits. I bet he learned some new things that day. Me included.

Since we weren't so hungry, as I thought, I was pondering to spend the next few hours to

1. visit a friend and have lunch together?
2. go to BookAxcess and get some books?
3. go home, shower, then eat pan mee?

In the end, we just went home, showered, ran out of time, detour to McD drivethru on the way to stadium and ate our burgers and fries at the venue itself. But, the little guy was so thrilled! He was just too happy to have his chicken burger. Really can't understand why McD burgers are so appealing to children!

Spent the whole of the afternoon watching and waiting for meimei and reached home about 7pm. I was brilliant enough to foresee that and already had porridge cooked in the thermal cooker the day before, all ready for us that night. So we won't be running late for early bedtime for early rise the next morning for school. Mothers are made of these stuff, aren't we? We just know to plan ahead early. Guess hubs couldn't even had guessed that coming.

I asked korkor how his trip was. He said ok, but it would be more fun to have more people around. Too quiet, he said. Just like his papa's words. I wonder if the pups brainwashed him?! hmm...