what a....

Yesterday morning, I was driving in Puchong, passing by IOI mall. I was driving at a rather high speed and the road, though straight as it is, looked hilly to me, like crossing mountains over mountains. My eyelids were getting heavy and I was feeling a bit drowsy, like after taking some bad kickass drugs (not that I had taken before). I wanted to slow down and kept hitting the brake, but the speed still remained the same. The head began to spin and I was frantically trying to slow down but the damn brake never seemed to be working.

Does this tell you something?

Err... that I'm living my life too fast and need to slow down?

Or maybe that, I should quit catching the rerun drama at 11pm and start going to bed before that time already.

Angry Birds tees

Korkor wanted a tee with Angry Birds pic on it for a long time. The other day in Petaling St with their grandparents, popo almost wanted to buy one for him for his burfday but the price was too sky high and so not worth it.

Hence, when papa was in Bangkok the other day for a business trip, I asked him to check it out. He brought home a tee for each of us, so that make us an Angry Birds family.

I wanted that yellow piece to wear it on Saturdays, but hub said that was his. Mine is the white, and I'm gonna "modify" it to look more feminine (planning in my head) Meanwhile, korkor was very very delighted to see something that he wanted for a long time.

As for meimei, when she saw the pink (ugly) princessy frock that papa whipped out from his luggage, she went berserk! Dad jumped to first place immediately in her "who-loves-her-most" list!

To be honest, I really feel that piece of thing is so ugly, I would have thrown it away had it been given by someone else! But seeing her so happy, I close both eyes laa.. it's like her dream came true, can you believe it? Sigh... my vainpot, beauty shines from the inner self, girl!

Visit to the dentist

Being a Monday special holiday from the school, we took a day off and stay 1 more night in Ipoh. Having half a day off to ourselves, we went for a good breakfast of cham ice and curry noodles (my standard of good brekkie @ Ipoh) and chee cheong fun, pan mee, fried mee....

Headed off to the bank to settle some stuff and hub went to visit a dentist to repair his broken tooth while my parents took care of the kids at home. That's one of the best thing about going home, having reliable babysitters so we could run errands without fuss.

I whisked didi off to see the dentist too, since his front tooth hasn't yet make its appearance after the baby tooth dropped for what seemed like many moons! Should I be worried not? The dentist said to give it another month as she could feel "something" is there in the gums and maybe it's just a slow one out. Else, we have to resort to x-ray and see if there's anything which is the issue.


Faitit la!!! The front tooth better come out soon!!!!

Bunny hair of the 21st century

Every schoolday morning, apart from preparing their breakfast and snacks in a bento to school, I have to tie meimei's hair in a bun.

Major sien!

Some days, I need to work on it for twice a day, as she would have ballet classes one of the weekdays too.

Kill me already!

Didi's second baby tooth replaced.

Papa yanked the shaky tooth out from didi's mouth. ewww....

That's one thing that I can't do! The tooth had been shaky for quite sometime, and I saw a tiny one sprouting from behind it. I wanted to help him pull the useless jor-tau-jor-sai baby tooth out, but when my fingers touched it, somehow the fingers went numb. Can't move the fingers, no joke! He wasn't brave to let me do it either, so I just let it be.

Last night, intolerable about it anymore from didi himself, he agreed that it should be yanked out. Very brave of him indeed. I helped to tie the tooth with a thread, and closed my eyes, tried to pull that one out. Eeyerrrr, I just can't do it.

The papa took over. One pull, the thread came out, without the tooth. I have to tie it again for a second time, carefully securing it with a few more knots and rounds. And I hand it over to papa and closed my eyes. Just become taufu liddat.. can't bear to see the scenario.

And just a second, it was over and blood was spilling out from his mouth.. what a scene!

He was obviously very relieved, and he asked me how to make the tooth from behind to come in front! Eh, like playing lego ah? So easy liddat? Sigh.. looking at his new tooth at the back, like a castaway sitting on the second row of benches, I should have helped him done this long ago.

This weekend balik kampung tangkap gambar.

Ooh.. I'm so sexcited. Remembering how fun it was being a "paying-model", taking pictures before the wedding. I remembered I hardly sleep a wink the night before at that time. But the session dragged till 7pm and hubby dozed off most times. He complained it was too boring and that's why till now, I didn't pester him to take a family picture together.

Oh yeah, we did, during our stay in Taiwan, before coming back here for good. But there were only korkor. After the younger 2 came, we didn't have another family pictures taken by a photographer anymore.

Taking the excuse this year being our 10th year anniversary, we are going to do this. Yay! Actually, we bought the RM99 package for 5 prints and complimentary makeup, hairdo, outfits last year. It's now or never (going to expire mah!).

Boy! I need to run and do facials, manicure, pedicure, hair color, hair perm and oh no.. my eye-bags!!! Duh! Never mind la, photoshop can la, still got meaning, right, Goolypop?

(donch worry, I will NOT put the pictures here up for you to lose your appetite)

I'm a sick stickmom

I'm never gonna eat overnight's overnight's leftover food anymore. That was what I had on Monday for dinner and that night my tummy became haywired. The next morning, it was so bad that I had to apply for MC for the day and s.o.s my banker to come home to take me to a doctor, maybe even need to declare an emergency holiday.

The doctor gave me a jab to relax the stomach muscles and prescribed some medicine for me to take. I was diagnosed to have food poisoning, but that was also after what I told the doctor I think I had.

When the kids came home from school, my baby girl asked me if my tummy still hurts (kids remember amazingly well!) and my 2nd son quickly drew a sketch of me as a sickly stickmom.

I asked him to explain what the right hand X and without X meant. He told me "no medicine, your tummy hurts" (and that explains the (( )) sign). I thought that was rather amusing indeed, but I asked him why my throat had the (( )) as well, he said I had eaten something not meant to be eaten and my throat should have feel painful too.

And after taking the medicine, referring to the below portion of the drawing, I'm well again, yay!

Look at the different expression on the faces, that really made me burst out laughing. And he thought I was laughing at his beautiful art instead.

The next 2 days were much relieved, whereby I can resume to my normal activities of being a chauffeur and other than that, nothing much. Came Friday, for unknown reasons, I seem to be having both gastric pain and tummy ache pain again. It was so awful that I had to curl up like a worm when touched and I can't even stand up. I went to see the doctor again, and diagnosed as having gastric, again after I told her what I think it was. I think I should stop seeing her from now on too.

Strangely enough, from the day one I was told that I was food poisoned, I didn't have any diarrhea or vomitting, right until Friday when I managed to purge and even force myself to throw up by stirring my throat with my finger. And that was when I felt much relief.

So, whatever it was, I swore I am never ever going to eat leftover (x3) night's food anymore. I felt like I was having symptoms similar to morning sickness too, and even my banker's boss thought so too. But my banker is very confident that there will be no such thing.

One embarassing moment should be that time when I asked the doctor if I would have eaten some kind of worm eggs and the eggs start to hatch and worms growing inside me. I thought I heard a very sarcastic laughter beneath her reply of no. Ish! Ain't I a proper educated person to have even thought of thinking such theory? Anyway, I just couldn't help it.

Last quarter big plans

Notice again my new header? Designing is fun and addictive. Exploring with new fonts, colors, pictures, techniques.

This site, fonts for download, is good to find new, unique, happy, different fonts to play with other than usual's usual ones. So boring to see the same old fonts all day, right?

We are entering into the last quarter of the year. And it makes me excited as many plans are in store.

Last quarter means, coming of the new year again, bonuses, year end trips, Hari Raya holidays (no, I don't celebrate but we have holidays, that's the point!), sales sales sales, and... *whisper* I'm going to be rich!

Don't take me seriously, ok? I'm just dreaming. As always. This is the secret to be happy.

One of my favorite

After this game addiction, now it's THIS...


Mali mali semua kawan-kawan sekalian...

Even though we might be oceans apart and thousand miles away, we can meet at virtual lau-di-fang and play some chor tai dee together-gether now.

What a wonderful internet world it is.. with blogging, blog-hopping, leaving some shit around other people's blogs, chatting online, email-ing, reading juicy gossips news, surfing for porn, watching "friends", where got time to do some work around here? Oh yeah, forgot, these are work *grin*

High flying dream

Wee early hours of the morning, I dreamt I was chauffeured in a private plane by my husband. We were on way to an exotic destination for holiday. The inside of the plane looks exactly like the inside of our car. Little girl was seated in front while I was at the back with the 2 boys. It's exactly the car we have in real life, but just that this one, it can fly! Aiks, so nice.

We were hovering very close to the earth, I was admiring the beautiful view of the terrains, river and the rainbow in the sky, pointing it out to my eldest son, telling him excitedly to look at it. Truly awesome. Meanwhile, I thought we were going to crash anytime too, but who cares, I was flying high and most importantly, all 5 of us are together, if we were to crash, we go to heaven together (choi! choi! choi!)

The flight supposedly take about 4 to 5 hours, but it was only 1 hour passed. I couldn't wait to land and holiday at our destination.

Then, the alarm rang and I was shook back to real life. Damn! Real spoiler. What a sweet dream that was, hate hate hate the alarm. Wanted to get back to sleep and back to that scene, but you know with dreams, once you are back to reality, poof! no way you can go back to the same scene.
Sigh! I don't think I will have that privilege to fly like that in real, at least let me enjoy for a little while more in my dream... any dream interpreters here?

Dressing up ankle

After 1 whole day of limping at work, meeting customer and endless teasing from the colleagues about me punishing him for coming home late that night, he couldn't take it anymore and decided that a visit to the sinseh is unavoidable.

So, the sinseh made him drank one yucky bitter black potion and rub a bit of those strong odor "tit-ta" oil on the "K-ying" swollen leg which looked like a kepala babi. Bandaged it up and went home happy.

The next day it was much better, and he wasn't limping like the day before. In fact, he told me he recovered so fast is mainly he's "sihat dan kuat" in overall *rolled eyes*.

I took my camera along to snap some pictures and when I took it out, the sinseh was surprised and asked "need to take picture??" I said "yeah, very rare to see him in this state, so have to take some pictures la". Little did he know what I have in mind is to blog about this kepala babi.

I teased further that I need the picture to report to my nai-nai about her precious baby in great pain like this and she had better be right here for him. My hubby speechless already. No more comments on this siao-lou-poh. As for the sinseh, he is probably thinking "gila one!"

This prompted me to consider about going for foot reflexology one of these days... hmm...

You wouldn't want to see what's inside the bandage. Looks like shit.

Time for party!

Snapshot of the birthday party

See the glowing thing in their hands? Guess what they are?

Quirky ad

Overheard on the radio today, an ad from a property developer

"Find your dream house", "find your happy ending"...

... wait a min...happy ENDING?? *raised one eyebrow*

Not sure about you, but I would think, however happy it can be, I don't want to find my ending yet right now. Choi! choi! choi!

Good luck to that developer!

Have you heard about the secret?

Last weekend, we bought the DVD from MPH "The Secret"....


The DVD can be only be taken from the counter, under high surveillance, and it costs RM149.90!!

She told us this wasn't even available for sale before, can only be ordered through its website here. Only much recently, MPH has managed to succeed in applying for it through Kementerian something something (I think!) and selling it, even that with limited copies!

We are now watching it every night and absorbing the secrets...

Flowers for you.

Brought these roses home from Camerons, now sitting beautifully in my dining table, brightening the house and the day. Though flowers of whatever kinds are truly beautiful in their own ways, roses still remain my favorite one, especially the dark red colored.


Such pretty intricate weavings of petals, I could gaze in it for a long time.

One must have thought my hubby proposed to me even without any rings or half on knee, he would at least had a bouquet of red roses, popping out the big question...

No such luck. He never did. He just invited his parents and my parents to a dinner on my birthday and we talked about the wedding preparations, that was all! How truly un-romantic, un-memorable, un-unforgettable, un-sweet.... He would say "Still complaining about that meh?"
I say "Of course!! I would remember that for the rest of my life, and talking about it too!"

Of course, that is only used when I wanted something badly and he is giving me all sorts of objections...

And I normally have my way! *grins*

What's your favorite flower? What's the color? What does the stars say about my personality for a red rose lover like me, do you know?

Start of school holidays.

Hooray! Probably my kids wouldn't have any hints that I am actually the one who's the happiest when the school holidays are here! It feels sooooo good to turn the alarm clock on my handphone to OFF.

To start the hols, we went back kampung to visit the grandparents and took them to 1 day tours around. Sat to Gua Tempurung and Sun to Camerons. It was surely enjoyable. Came back today taking half day off. My poor baby, when she was jostled from her sleep, she blurrily saw the familiar surroundings again and started crying... poor girl, must be traumatized that the holidays are over.

Well, good times sure whizzed by when you are having fun, don't they?

That night before, I made a date with my dad who just came home from work happily when he knew that we would be home last weekend. You just can't miss the joy in his voice over the phone. It was about 11.30pm when we finally made it for supper at Lou Wong for Nga Choy Kei, poor fella, I can imagine how sleepy and tired he was, considering he normally sleeps at 8pm! But he was still beaming happily like a child when we were having supper. And for that, I always feel happy to be spending time just doing simple things like this with him.

He was sure overjoyed too when he knew we were going to Camerons. And to Camerons it was. Though when he knew we went to Gua Tempurung, he was visibly upset that we didn't wait for him. Anyway, he didn't complain for he can join us up to strawberry land.

While we were there, I received a call from my aunt, who told me an uncle of mine (my dad's cousin brother, with the same surname) has passed away. I was so sorry and sad to hear that piece of news. We had earlier visited him in the hospital sometime after CNY, and I had the feeling it would probably be the last time I ever see him again.

Yeah, so it seemed to be the case. His family travelled over to accompany him back to his home in Melbourne and what we heard was he was in and out of hospital since. Well, he had lived a good life, I suppose, being 80+, died peacefully with his family at his side. I wasn't considered to be really close to him, but somehow, I have a high respect for him all my life, remembering all those memories when we would go to his big home during CNY.

While we were in Melbourne for holiday in 2003, he was among those friendly relatives who insisted to treat us a meal and gave us a warm welcome.

I feel so sad. When my mom called my brother to tell him about this news, he asked what they are doing to pay "pak-kum", and how he can chipped in too. At that point of time, I wondered, what's exactly the point of doing anything when the person is dead? I surely hope he would take more trouble to come home more often to visit our parents too before this happens to anyone of them. All those "reasons" of can't be home... I really am speechless. Anyway, I'm not washing dirty linens in public here, it's not good of me. But I need a place to vent it out of my system, really.

Having said that, I am trying my best too to let my husband and children spend time with his parents, however distasteful and not-up-to-standard-and-not-up-to-expectations a daughter in law I am. That was why I suggested to my hubby to take some time off to balik kampung, and instead of staying at our own room in a different house, I agreed to stay put with my inlaw's house this time. I suppose my intentions had gone un-noticed and un-appreciated, but seeing them happy and my hubby's satisfied, never mind la. Just fast fast gulp away all the "unpleasant" things or rant it out to my good friends' ears, which they are happy to hear all about it also.. haha..

And that's why it's so important to have close girl friends, who share the same problems I am facing and after ranting and bitching, supported by them, I feel much lighter and happier already.

Now, just let me enjoy the rest of the school holidays...

And he says I'm over-protective!

You know, we as parents now are not as "relaxed" as how our parents where. Most of us send our young school going children by ourselves, waking up early to get their breakfast ready, gently telling them that it's time to get up from bed, getting them ready, so on and so forth.

My hubby had the idea to let them go to school by themselves by bas sekolah, the exact same methodology of how we went to school when we were young.

But I have strong objections to that, insisted and *beating my chest with my palm* declared I WILL SACRIFICE MY SLEEPING TIME to send him to and fro from school. And that's how and when my eyebags started to visit me.

He said I'm just a paranoid mom, making unnecessarily sacrifices like that.

And the other day, I saw this big car driving up to the school while I was walking to the gate with my son. When it stopped, all 3 doors opened at the same time. The maid was at the front, taking the bag down. Mommy came down with the son on one side, the granny coming out from the other. All 3 of them walked the precious little darling to the gate, maid only handing him his bag at the entrance. And I saw the car was driven by obviously an employed driver.

And I thought to myself "sei mm sei ah?".... And my hubby said I'm over-killing my motherly role?

Anyway, I didn't know that some parents, other than waiting early ahead for the bell to ring to take their child home, even went to the extent to wait at the canteen door at about 10am, obviously for the recess time. Wow! Can you imagine that? Delivering their snack/ breakfast for recess in the mid morning as well??

For me, I just pack some bread/ buns/ cake/ sausages/ fried noodle/ cookies/ ... aiyah, just give him RM1 and let him buy something to eat from the canteen la. I feel myself so intimidated by these super duper moms.

These children are darn lucky. During our time, we woke up by ourselves, get ready, opened the door and waited even before the dawn breaks for the bas sekolah, sometimes if we were early, we could go over to the house few doors away selling soup noodle to have a quick breakfast, if not, just buy some "fu-pei" (fried beancurd skin with fish meat fillings) and eat in the bus. My mom and dad would still be happily snoozing even while we started our lessons. But of course, they worked hard to bring us up too.

But if we talk about our time, our parents would be telling to us how lucky we were also. During THEIR time, they need to cycle or walk miles away to their school, and when they come home from school, they need to help out their parents not only with household chores but their work as well, working until 1 or 2 am in the morning..

I used to detest when my mom told me how she suffered and what a good life I was having. I told myself before that when I become a mom myself, I wouldn't do the same thing and nag like her. See see... what am I doing here?

A summary of the past one week

Now, what had I been doing? Missed spending time in here, wonder if anyone misses me?

Last Sat, after half a day spent in attending my younger 2's preschool anniversary celebration where presentations by the little ones were held and games were played, followed by a dimsum lunch at TT in city center where RM2.88 per basket ruled, the day was about that and all. Went to night market with papa and the little girl to get some DVDs. Apparently, the authorities seem to be rather hardworking recently and all the stalls displaying the discs were all bared. Just 2 days ago, I was at a stall selecting a few, but before I could pay for it, I heard over the walkie-talkie crying "Mayday! Mayday! Ta-pao! Ta-pao!". Before I knew it, the man and woman across the table grabbed the whole pile of discs lying on a piece of cloth in a second and everything was gone without a trace.

Sunday was one of the best time we had, discovering the wonders of the National Science Center in the Damansara area. It was just unfortunate that I missed the camera again, then again, both papa and I have ideas in mind to return and visit that place again. It's just a great place for the family, only lacking is a place to fill our hungry stomachs. We had not even covered the outdoors where a playground and bird park was calling for us to visit. The children just didn't want to go home.

And it was back to the dreaded working week, only that we had 4 days to kill this week, how nice. One night something happened though.

The little girl, for the first time in her life, saw me crying one night. I wasn't really crying, just pretending to be "seriously crying". She saw my head buried in my pillow at first, and went about to tell her papa who was in the bathroom that I was ignoring her. Papa told her to say sorry to mommy, and she trotted over to my side and say in the nicest sweetest voice "sorry, mommy". Aww... that was really cute, I thought, so I looked up and I wondered what she would do if she saw me crying.

Before, she knew I was only playing with her and the cries weren't real, but this time, she fell for it and she started crying too! Boy! How poorly sad she sounded. I felt the warmth that moment, I could almost feel like whatever pain I could be feeling was halved. I wanted to cherish that moment, as it was without any hideous feelings she had felt so sad seeing me so sad. It was such a nice "motherhood" feeling at that time.

By then, papa had came out from the shower and went to her, trying to soothe her by a hug. She pushed him away, as if he's the one who was guilty of making me sad in the first place.. haha...

That night, she wanted to sleep by my side, in my arms. Ahh..... the simple joy in that. All the sweat and headache during the day just vanished into thin air.

Labor's Day was a good rest day, just simply having a late breakfast together, doing some groceries and marketing, taking a rest at home, chilling out in the warm pool after a hot day and at the end of the day, going to sleep early and catching back on precious lost sleep hours. It was refreshing.

And by today, the weeks' tasks were all done and looking forward to the weekend for the company's team building activity. Will see if there's anything to blog about that.

For now, let's have some ice-cream first.. yummy!

TGIF - Movie day

Our normal "short break" from the routine is to catch a movie on a Friday evening, after work, to welcome the oncoming weekend. It's not a must-do, but it works good enough when the workload has been up to the neck for the entire workweek.

Last Friday, we took a few hours off again to "pak-tor" a bit, and to rest our minds. I selected this movie, after reading the synopsis, it sure sounds like a good one, what with my idol, Fatt-ko looking so cool in the poster. In my opinion, this image of his looks cool and smart, similar to the image "Mark-ko" he portrayed.

I was sure looking forward to this show.. with popcorns in hand and Coke in the other. I was thinking we can't catch it in time, having to rush from the office at the last minute work. But we made it to the cineplex... yip yip yooray!!!

When we entered, the show was already showing.. and hmm... how come it looks so weird? The setting doesn't look at all like the synopsis I read, nothing seems to relate to a war-torn China, with communists, guerillas, and all that.

It didn't seem like it's a preview either. After a few mins, I asked hubby to ask the guy sitting next to him how long this show has started. He hesitated for a long time, then kacau the young man next to him. We were told, it started about 15 mins ago. Then, hubby asked if it's "escape from Huang Shi"? I could hear him laughing below his reply "No, this is Nim's Island"...


WHAT??

But can't be, we are very confident we went inside the right place. We double checked out tickets and that boldly said "ESCAPE FROM HUANG SHI" alright. Hmm.. finally! A chance to argue for a free movie, thought both of us! (Funny, we both thought exactly the same thing!)

Hubby then asked to see his new-friend's ticket. When we saw it...both of us looked at each other, don't know whether to laugh or to cry... It said Cinema 1! (Ours read 2)...

Really malunya... first time barged into a wrong cinema! And thought it was technical error and we could bargain for a free pass to another movie pulak! Funny thing is, how come there were just exactly the 2 empty seats in that cinema as well, huh?

So, we sat back, and tried to enjoy the show. It was a romantic comedy, quite entertaining alright, but my mind was upset as I was expecting to watch the earlier show. Well, there's always another Friday, right?

Moment of truth

This is the day.

Where we would know our 8 year old has to wear how thick a pair of glasses for a clear vision.

Sigh... I am soooo upset that his perfect eyesight is no longer perfect, like me. Guess I need to hold part of the blame, for not being a good mom, for not nagging him endlessly not to watch TV closely, not to play computer for hours, not to do this and not to do that. I don't like nagging, I try to refrain myself from being a naggy witch (being a witch is bad enough, but a nagging witch??? right?)

And that's what I get, a 4-eye-boy. A pair of glasses to wear all the time, following him wherever he goes, whatever he does.

The visit to the eye specialist has been procrastinated for the longest time, with the mom living in denial, until I can't bear to drag it any longer. It's definitely not good for him.

Opticians at normal optical shops can't read an accurate results for his short-sightedness, as children's vision hasn't stable yet, unlike adults. So, the eye specialist consultation is imminent.

The doctor told me, upon the first and rough check, that he has astigmatism too, if I heard correctly. Anyway, we need to go back and put eye drops on him for 3 days, twice a day, which would open up his pupil to get a proper check. And the consultation fee plus the teeny weeny bit of medication costs RM75. What to do?

Now, the 3 days are up, and today's the moment of truth. Now, I'm thinking what sort of glasses would make my little prince look charming, since I believe it's unavoidable already?

An uneventful weekend

Longing for somewhere to go to...

.., maybe just an evening at the playground (not only my kids, I myself miss going to the playground by now!)


..., or a picnic with friends I haven't seen for a long time (everyone seems to be busy as a bee these days)


... or just going for a splash at the pool. But rain...drops keep falling on my head (singing the tune in my mind)...


I miss all those times. It's really not a fun thing to be working on weekends. Even though it's half a day, by the time I get back, I wasn't in the mood to go anywhere or do anything, except to lie down on my soft comfortable bed and sleep.

But today was a good weather day, just good enough to go make a splash in the pool with the kids. So, I forced myself to get my lazy butts up and changed into my swimsuit. By the time I got there with them, the sky was fiercely rumbling with thunder. We had to abort the idea and my mood gotten so sien. Why it seems like the weather was teasing and inviting us to play and then threatening us with fiery zaps to burn our butts out? It did seem like that. Hmm...

Droplets of rain on my bedroom window's pane. Can't believe I was just staring out at the heavy rain for some time today.

And before I could seize any remains of the day, it was dinner time and left a few hours before bedtime. But not before I finally snip my son's hair. He's back to his normal self again, by the way, he was feverish for a day only, thank God.

Jeez... it's back to Monday again already? Oh, suddenly I miss my hometown. Feel like going back to see my dad and to eat all the food I am so fond of. Might just do that this coming weekend.

And, oh, why do I have this craving for Japanese food? I had been pestering my hubby to go for the Japanese buffet.

Next weekend would be better than this...