Tag: 5 things

5 things found in my room:-
1. massage belt which I got free from buying a water filter
2. ikea wall-shelf with 2 pairs of cute little bears (from the craze created by McD some 10 years ago), some gifts for our wedding, fake flowers, and 2 photographs.
3. my set of skincare products which I pay all my salary to
4. some fake jewellery and accessories in the little music box my honey gave me as the first gift.
5. of course, condoms (we don't want to get another "accident")

5 things I’ve always wanted to do:-
1. Win the Miss Universe title
2. Travel to exotic places like the Iceland.
3. Be proposed to, like what is watched in TVB soap dramas.
4. Have about half a dozen children myself and still look fabulous and hot!
5. Do more charity and create a difference for the less fortunate.

5 things found in my bag:-
1. A childish pink little pig I bought today, hooked on to the zipper. (What was I thinking then ah?)
2. Tissue
3. Four pens! (Why do I need so many of that in there?)
4. A sweet (for bribing my babies when I need to)
5. A broken strap watch, which was a gift for Valentine's in Year 2003, after I have given birth to #2 baby. (Tempted to throw it away and ask for a new replacement)

5 things found in my wallet:-
1. A passport photo of someone (oh, no, I think that's me!)
2. Some stamps
3. Credit cards and atm card
4. ID and driving licence
5. Some receipts

5 things I’m currently into:-
1. Definitely blogging!
2. Looking forward to year-end, don't ask why, I just love it for no reason.
3. Thinking hard how to make more money.
4. Shopping for a new digital camera.
5. Giving a hard time to my honey for arguing with me on my "women's instincts" of psycho-maids-sexually-abusing-and-planning-kidnaps-of-my-babies which is very 99% accurate.

5 beautiful mummies/women to tag:-
(Uh oh.. this could be a little bit of a problem..)
Guys and girl, baby and pug, you are tagged!
1. Jessy
2. Fish
3. Baby Shannon
4. 2 ko
5, Axel (sorry, I have to put you in to complete this tag! haha...)

My first "tag"!

omg, OMG, OH MY GRACIOUS GOD!! I'm so panicky now I don't know what to do!

I've been tagged! My very first virgin "tag"! Thanks, Leoni, you've now got to "take care of me for the rest of my life, for better or worse, till death do us part..." haha...

For my pathetic small little audience here, or my visitors whom I know so far has only been my friends, perhaps I'll do a little introduction to this mommy blogger.

I had stumbled open her blog via 5xmom and was instantly struck with her post on the lovely story of wearing our rings on our fourth finger. Something which I rarely, in fact, never did, was that I had immediately left a comment and didn't expect anything in return. A pleasant surprise it was, she returned my visit (making sure I am no internet psycho, I presume), and here I am, tagged!

Leoni shares "almost" many of my feelings and joy in little things children do. Furthermore, she's english-educated (like me), went to an mixed school in sixth form from an all-girls school (like me), blogging for her children (like me), so young (like me), and so pretty (like me) . I feel she's also a good writer, with a strong command in english with a good vocab, making her site such an interesting read. I would have liked to emulate her writing skills, really.

I guess I am beginning to enjoy the real fun in blogging. Considering so many of them who had matured in it, I feel slightly embarrassed that even after more than a year now, I am still like a "baby". :)

(Oh yes, after reading the "ring on 4th finger" story, I happily told my honey of it that night, expecting on the back of my mind that it would touch him too. Bugger, he purposefully tried so hard to make both the 4th fingers to come apart and trimphantly said, can mah.. I replied, ok la, I know I can't tahan you any longer too la... he giggled like a little boy, happy that he pissed me off)

I'll do the tag in the next post...

Short weekend break

It's nice to take a short break over the weekend. Just less than 2 hours drive away, not a stressing journey, and still able to make it home on Sunday for a birthday party in the late afternoon.

This time, this relaxing resort room facing the Straits of Malacca with no blockage, is part-courtesy from KT's sister, Thanks a lot, PT. "Thank you, koo- koo". Next time, let's come here together, ok?

I don't have much to write about in this entry here, since it wasn't all the exciting or what. It was just very relaxing, spending time leisurely on the beach and pool, and having a good time with each other alone to ourselves.

I'm going to throw this camera away real soon! Well, at least throw to my #1 baby.

It has so often betrayed me by malfunctioning at the time I need it most. I haven't stop hinting, indirectly and directly to my honey that I want a new replacement for a camera, my favorite toy!

Papa and #1baby went out to the low-tidal sea to catch baby crabs back for us while having a sunburn under the super hot sun.. #2 and #3 stayed here with me under the umbrella shade to play sand. #2 baby really enjoyed himself while the little girl has finally got over her "wobbly-legs-on-fine-sand" phobia. Yahoo! Now can look forward to the end-of-the-year-mega-holiday-family-trip.

Rare moments like this one.

My honey would usually inspire me with some stories on and off, or out of the blue. Sometimes it would act as a bedtime story, sometimes it could rather be inspiring or touching.

Once, he came home from an overseas business trip. On the bed before going to sleep, he gave me a warm tight hug and a peck on the forehead, topped up with the "icing"; those 3 special words, "I love you".

Well, well, that was indeed too sweet to be true. It's not everyday that he does that, mind you. I asked him if he had been doing something naughty behind my back while on the trip. Wait till I get proof.. he'll certainly be chased out from MY HOUSE!!

BUT...

He said, of course no la (of course every honey would say that to their wives, who would dare to admit? Even got proof also must die-die deny it one!)

Then, he told me of a movie he saw on the flight home. Very rare he was so touched until he cried! *WHAT??!! HE CRIED WATCHING A MOVIE??!!* That was exactly the response I gave him.

It was a HK movie, starring Andy Lau and Ah-Sa (one of the TWINS). Ah Sa played Andy's wife whereby Andy was a doctor and he was always too busy to even come home to eat dinner with her. She didn't complain all the while and the dinner she waited for never came because she perished in an accident and died in his hands, in his hospital.

Storyline too simple, right? (Really, don't know why that would make him shed tears)

Anyway, learning the morale of the story, he continued, that he would now take time to appreciate and show his love for me more before something bad happens to me and it would be too late.. arh.... so sweet... I was almost in tears already....

Well, then, I should have known better, he very soon back to his normal again. And so, that was one rare moment of sweetness he shown to me, a tiny deed which though sets strongly in my mind forever.

I repent deeply now.

What goes around, really really comes around.
Just barely 24 hours after I blogged about the dropped teeth of my son's, I suddenly found out my molar tooth on my right below jaw was fragmented while I was having lunch!

Sob! Sob!

That tooth was right beside the wisdom tooth which wasn't grown in a proper position. I should have known when I felt shiver all over my body when I floss that "celah" every night. But procrastination and fearful of a dental visit kept me from finding a solution to it. I think the harm was done by the slanting tooth which should have made me wiser.

Now when I use my tongue to "feel" that area, it's still giving me the shivers. I'm wondering if the dentist visit is still imminent?

Is this so co-incident or the gods are playing revenge on me on behalf of my son?

SOrry la, my darling boy, I repent already. Mommy have a fractured tooth, and I not gonna have any more new tooth coming out for me... boohoohoo...

Where's my tooth fairy?

The eldest boy lost his front 2 teeth in 2 weeks', while he was munching on food.

He asked me if the tooth fairy is going to drop by to pick up his baby teeth when he sleeps? And he asked how the tooth fairy looks like.

I replied "Yeah, the fairy would come and be gone before you know it. I think it looks like a girl with a size like *this* small and has a pair of wings behind her back"

He gave me a worried look and starts to cry that he doesn't want any tooth fairy.

Laughing at my little joke that I just played on him, I have to comfort him back fast fast before he worries too much.

He's now like a toothless baby who has to bite from the side and who says "sh.." like "ff..".

I wanted to take a picture of his face without the teeth, but he refused to have his picture taken. How and when do children learn to become so vain?

I'm glad his teeth dropped before the new one comes out. Going to the dentist to have it pulled out is really kind of a traumatizing experience. Hopefully this critical few of the front permanent teeth would make his smile bright, as the ones below are hopelessly darn ugly.

On a side note, on this night, I saw my little girl took out some toy blocks and arrange them nicely in a neat row on a table. Then, I heard her saying "who wants to play mahjong?"....

(Wiping sweat from forehead).."sei loh"....

Working out

Out of vanity, I signed up for a "trial" session of 3 months at Fitness First for the purpose to "workout", to make myself "look better, feel better, stay healthy, keep fit, trimmed down, toned up, back to shape (though I heard before that round is a shape)".

2 months passed. I was diligent to go every 3 days in a week for an hour workout on the treadmill and the equipments. Last 2 weeks, the pace slowed down.. seems like forcing myself to go... sigh!!.

The best moment is when the hour of workout is up and it's time for shower and steam, then squeaky clean and fresh coming out from the FF outlet. When I reach home, I just straight go for dinner, have the whole evening to myself and family without dragging my feet to take a shower.

These days, I preferred to join the group session for some aerobics and dancing rather than the monotonous running on the same spot. And I love it! It was years since the days of disco and dancing, have to admit my body felt so stiffed. My knees can't even bent, and jumping around more than 4 times, I was panting for breath already! What lao!! So old meh?

Anyway, lucky the whole darn place is dark, noone sees me jumping and yelping like an old lady. Most importantly, I was enjoying myself, man! No time to go disco? No fret, I can dance and jump and flip my limbs crazy without anyone noticing and laughing. What can be better than that?

Well, never mind if I don't get back to my youth's shape, I still enjoy "releasing" it out, yeah!

Oh, I'm gonna stop the subscription though. Too expensive la, my dear darling complaining already.

Me: Dear, I look nice ah?

Him: No changes la, waste of money only.

Me: :-(