Fairy Tales of Princess Jasmine and Prince Rashard...and their stumbling Fairy Godmother

Casualty

2012-02-15T16:35:00.004+08:00

i know the title of the post sounds sooo serious, but that is what it is.

casualty. i am a victim of 'makansampaitaksedardirisangatgemuk' syndrome.

in February last year, i lost 10kg.

this is due to the fact that Bibik went back for a 1month holiday, and we were packing and moving into our new home.

10kilos!

and now, i dont even dare to step on any of those evil contraptions called weighing scales.

for fear of:

scale pecah
scale pecah due to me being too heavy
scale pecah due to it being thrown across the room due to anger
scale pecah due to hubby throwing it out the window cos he cant stand my constant wailing due to the increase in weight

yes, i am shallow.

i mean, i love how i look. buuuutttt, can my tummy be smaller?

not because i am vain, but because i want to wear my 'old-new' baju that i bought in a 'ohmygodilost10kilosicanwearthisandlookdamnhot' shopping frenzy.

and when i say i want to wear, means i want to wear without my chikus hanging out untuk tontonan umum,tidak sesuai untuk penonton 13 tahun kebawah.

comprende?

and i hate it when my lil-brother pinches and tugs my muffin top. sangat sakit, okay?!

sigh.

and yet, while writing this, here i am, planning to singgah One Utama to get ~~myself~~ my kids a tub of Garrett's popcorn.

pix from beautifullyhuman

sigh.

ya, saya sangat tak sedar diri.

lalalalallalalalalallalalalallala.....

MMXII

2011-12-31T22:45:00.002+08:00

its the eve of new year, and i am surrounded by my loved ones at mom's. we had a feast with roasted chicken, mussels, fish curry and the works. perut sudah kenyang, hati sudah senang.

2011 saw alot of things happening in my life, both personally and professionally, and both good and bad. i may have some regrets but that wont change how i will be embracing 2012.

one new thing that i am addicted to in 2011 is online shopping. yes, i have been shopping online before, but this year, it was like the 'online-hantu' got into me and possessed me! hahahhaa. much to the dismay of my finances,definitely.

and the best of the online shopping is the online-COUPONS!!! ohemgee, i am soooo addicted to Groupon, milkadeal, i love discounts and such. and each of my purchases includes spas, manicures and pedicures, food and dining sprees, massages, hair treatments and soooo much more! not to forget my latest craze which is the shooting range! (thanks to my lil-bro who got us the coupons!)

i even got a RM 10 hair cut, wash and blow! mana nak dapat?

another new site is www.everydayonsales.com. they update shopperholics like me with the latest sales, which helps me to manage my shopping trips! go and check it out!

But dont get me wrong, i shop smart. by buying these coupons, i actually save thousands of ringgit! simple calculation: if my usual mani pedi is RM 70-80, i save RM 50 when i purchase the deals online (usually mani pedi costs only RM 30). Best, yes??!

i know im rambling, a bit kekok after not blogging for quite some time. hopefully my writing rhythm will return, and heres to many more posts in this journal of mine.

HAPPY NEW YEAR,SAYANGS!!!

xxox.

3.2

2011-11-16T09:11:00.003+08:00

It has been ages! (funnee how i tend to start my posts with phrases like this)

well, anyways, today is a special day as it is my birthdayyyy!!

am a whopping 32 this year, and i would like to thank Allah the Al-Mighty for giving me sooo much in my life(and keep em coming!)

thank you to my beloved hunny bunny whom has been my pillar of strength, my partner in crime, my solid foundation, my best friend and the one who keeps me sane (eventho sometimes i wanna poke you with a plastic fork)

thank you to my beloved babies who reminds me that all the stretch marks, bulging tummy, episiotomy scar, sagging boobs were and still are worth the effort because both of you gimme so much loooove. i will die for the both of you.

thank you to my parents, especially mama (read paragraph above..but my momma didnt have any tummy or stretch marks when she had me!) both who have sacrificed sooo many to make me who i am today. thank you daddy for your love and now that i am older (cough : only age, heart still young) i understand why you were strict with me before. love you both unconditionally.

to my brothers whom i love, even tho some of you also needs to be poked by a plastic fork, i love you all for everything. for my birthday present (read: i want something, yes, mebbe a gold handbag), dont fret too much, as i also take cash. :D

to my family, all of you out there. i love each and every one of you. seriously. eventho some also needs to be on the 'poke with plastic fork' list. i still love you all.

and my friends, who have been with me thru thick and thin. some lost along the way, some re-kindled, some AWOL, i still wanna thank each and everyone of you for loving me.

as for now, i will try to concentrate on work (yeah, am working on my birthday) and i promise i will gorge on cake and ice cream.

and thanking all of you in advance for my birthday present. HAHA.

xxox!

Ramadhan Al Mubarakh

2011-08-04T15:13:00.002+08:00

Salam to all, wishing all of you a blessed Ramadhan.

i have missed my VJ sooo much, but everytime i have something to update, it will either be:

kemalasan
no time
no mood
writers block
all of the above

and so, whatever that i initially wanted to jot down here got lost among the everyday drama that i call life.

and since we are talking about life, alhamdulillah, life has been great, albeit the occasional hiccups.

Mom and Dad has moved to their new abode, and now, i finally have a kampung to go back to! hahahha, sangat drama, okay, since my new kampung is 20 minutes away! but you see, im so used to having them 5 minutes away, that the moment they moved, i feel as though they are soooo far away, and that i can only see them during the weekends.

in case u are wondering, they moved to Denai Alam.

as for the kids, both are well, syukur. Jasmine is fasting half a day for the past 4 days (the moment she comes back from school, she is ravenous!) and i am proud of lil princess. (if you are shocked and rolling your eyes that my 7 year old is still not fasting, please remind me why i like u in the first place,thankyouverymuch)

rashard can now talk, but with his cute pelat! example would be "owengch" which is orange, "tengch" which is thanks, "pweesh" is please and loads more. the cutest is when he says please while doing the "gong xi gong xi" hand gesture. he can count from 1-20, basically knows his colours (but selalu confuse red and green) and knows his cartoons well. he can recite the alphabet song, but cant identify all of the alphabets yet, except for his O and S.

as for me, i am happily gaining weight. sheesh. zul is happy that i am gaining weight (i believe he has got a hidden agenda) but i am thankful that i am healthy. cuma a bit out of breath, cos i think i dont get enough exercise (i think...hahahha...in denial betui)

as for work, ayoyo. its a handful, and very challenging, which is great cos i dont even have time to get bored (and i do get bored easily). but taking one step at a time, and i thank Allah for my ever supportive rockerboy hubby, as well as my chikus whom is always a phone call or coffee cup away.

i think i need to stop as i still have loads to do. just a quick update on how everything is, and to wish all of you a Ramadhan filled with Barakah.

Selamat Berbuka Puasa!

PizzaMania

2011-06-27T16:14:00.002+08:00

i have been eating pizza since last week.

i had cold leftover pizza for breakfast, pizza for dinner and again, pizza for tea.

how did i turn into a pizza-gobbling monster?

it started late last week, where both me and Jasmine were channel surfing (on the RARE occasion that i managed to get the remote, and that the TV was NOT on the cartoon channel), and i decided to watch TLC's Food Paradise or something of that title, where they featured a whole HOUR on a particular food.

and you can guess what was the featured item for that episode.

Pizza.

The best pizzas in the US.

all of us (Baby Kenzo included) was glued to the tv, watching gorgeous pizza pies being baked, eaten, and salivating at the gooey, stringy (and usually tasteless) cheese.

and i even googled on the spot for eateries in Malaysia where we can get the ever-famous-artery-clogging-Chicago's Deep Dish Pizza.

damn, i really want to try that.

unfortunately, the nearest possible outlet is in Dubai.

sigh.

so, guess what the princess wanted for dinner.

yeah.

and hence why i had leftover pizza for breakfast.

and i had it for dinner when i was in KLCC, in Chinoz.

Sedap, but too blardy overpriced, if you ask me.

and yesterday, Jasmine wanted to have pizza, yet again. Baby Kenzo got all excited when we walked to the Domino's outlet opposite our home. (yeah, it's walking distance. if we wait for the delivery, lagi lambat. and kononnya, by walking, i get to burn some fat before i stuff myself with the pizza hahaha)

and along the way, he kept on singing his lagu-ciptaan-sendiri..."pisha...pisha...pisha" due to his pelat-ness.

and i keep on getting frustrated as the pizza doesn't taste gorgeously sedap. dont get me wrong, it is sedap...but nothing special.

and quite costly if i have to buy every other day (or at least until she gets bored)

so, i have decided to try to make my own.

what i am apprehensive about is the dough.

but will still try. mebbe this weekend.

will tell you what happened, once i have.

Whaddapak

2011-06-15T15:35:00.003+08:00

i keep on waiting to lose weight with all the stress that i am enduring.

i have noticed small signs of changes on my body, really minute signs, but signs what so ever.

on my tummy, my thighs, and my arms.

not to forget my ermm 'sisters'.

these signs causes me to have high emotions.

am trying to deny it, but last saturday, i just had to get on one of the most hated inventions created by men.

the darn weighing scale.

that is one thing that will NEVER be in my house. in my 23 years of living (stop rolling your eyes), i have NEVER owned one of those ugly contraptions.

and lo and behold, when i got on Mom's, i had a mild cardiac arrest cos.....

i have gained 3 parking kilos!!!

whaddapak!!!!

sigh.

can i sue Baskin Robbins?!

My Latest Love

2011-05-30T11:37:00.002+08:00

i have fallen head over heels with Cath Kidston's collection.

i think it is really pretty, eccentric, individualistic, and all in all CUTE!!!!

i bought the purse as pictured above, as well as the toilettries bag, makeup bag and the book bag.

ya, saya sangat tamak haloba.

am really thinking of buying the overnight bag.

as a gift for Jasmine (so the momma can pinjam and use)

you like?! :)

Return On Investment

2011-05-24T11:50:00.002+08:00

we are now heavy in debt.

we bought our house, and now am paying through our noses.

but not complaining because for once, i know where my hard earned money goes!

(usually it is to my babies, as well as my new found hobby of watches)

the point that i wanted to share is that Jasmine and Kenzo is making full use of our pool!

to the point where she is burnt!

everyday after school, she and Rashard will drag bibik to go swimming. and bibik has no choice but to swim together with them (not that she is complaining, she sheepishly told me that she had always enjoyed swimming)

i told them to only go into the adult pool when there are other swimmers around. if it was just them - kiddy pool. or no swimming at all.

i'm glad that Jasmine and Kenzo gets to exercise and not duduk selambak infront of the tv. and i also blame myself because weekends dulu will only be at the malls, hence no exercise.

just in case you didn't know, i have exercisaphobia and joggertitis.

so i cannot do both due to that.

and alhamdulillah, with the swimming that they do, both kids' appetite has increased.

so, i guess it is worth all the money spent. :)

I Promised Myself....

2011-05-06T10:04:00.002+08:00

that i will not buy any more shoes.

and i was being such a good girl.

but then, it happened.

not only did i buy 1, but i bought 3!

well, technically i bought 2, and one was for mom.

her mother's day present. so that is okay, kan?

and the other one hubby paid. which is even better.

sigh. i didn't mean to.

how la?!

well, life is short, i guess i'll just enjoy it!

Another Feather In My Cap

2011-04-27T16:22:00.002+08:00

i started hyperventilating a few days ago.

3 days, to be precise, when i was told that i would have to give a short talk on Social Etiquette to Area Managers of Tenaga National Berhad.

They were having their Area Manager Conference, and they wanted us to cover this for their managers.

small matter, you say?

did i mention that it was for 120 people?

how la my heart didn't stop for a few seconds like dat?

after regaining my composure (for a few minutes, mind you), i took it as a personal challenge.

and that's when my hyperventilation started.

the talk was yesterday afternoon, so yesterday morning, i parked myself at my usual fav spot in Centerpoint, and prepared my ass off. i didn't want anyone to disturb me, so i ignored all emails and calls, and started to get into the groove.

by the time i got into the office, my colleagues gave me their "whatthehellareyouwearing' look.

owh, i was in my tee shirt and pants.

one brave soul came and pointed this out to me. gently, like she was talking to a 4 year old girl whose cat just died.

"Babe, you know you have that talk right? are you sure this is what you plan to wear?"

hahhaa. i brought the baju that i wanted to wear, so that i dont crumple and drip coffee on it (yes, mulut saya bocor)

and i locked my door, and lied flat on my back, with my closest colleague motivating me. for a moment there, i felt like Rocky, and Yatt was the coach! :)

by the time i got ready, i had discarded my brown paperbag (to help me breathe hahaha) and as the saying goes, ~~Off with her head!~~ On with the Show!

and the pressure increased when we met their head, whom directly told me that they will be evaluating this session, to see whether the future planned sessions with us will be confirmed or not.

adoi, very nice. very good timing to tell me all this.

so, i did the talk. how did i do? i dunno, but like i told my friend, the fact that they didn't throw eggs at me, i guess it went well.

and the fact that alot of them came up to shake my hand and thank me personally, makes me feel that it was all good.

so, will we be getting the future contract? dunno yet, but will keep my hopes high.

I love ...

2011-04-18T17:04:00.002+08:00

I love ...

hunnybunny
Jasmine and Baby Kenzo
mi familia
bags
shoes
ice cream
shoes
bags
swimming
diamonds
ne-yo
Aldo
marshmallows
cuddling
shoes
dirty rocker boys
LHR
SATC
shoes
bags
love

and many more.

its monday, and i'm already stressed. listing down things that i love makes me happy.

The Part That I Hate

2011-03-31T09:21:00.002+08:00

like i mentioned before, now i have new responsibilities at work.

what i am thankful about is the fact that the team that i have is great. people might think otherwise, but i know them, and their abilities, and yes, there are God-sent.

the faculty that i am responsible for unfortunately is commonly linked to errr, how shall i put this....more mature and experienced personnel.

and sekali this young (ehem) small 'chiku'.

i was kinda pissed when one of the suppliers (whom i think should learn how to manage his facial expression) asked this question to me "So, how long have you been in the company?"

you might as well say it out loud la kan?!

"dont you think you are a bit too young and in-experienced to be doing this?"

bodoh.

anywaaaays, what i actually wanted to say is that i had to pull of a kinda-like Donald Trump moment.

and it felt REALLY BAD.

i didn't want to do it. and i have exhausted all avenues to make sure that it would not resort to this.

even talked to the big boss requesting for an extra establishment so i could absorb the staff. and polish her, develop her.

but nope, no establishment.

so, i had to do what needs to be done.

obviously the staff was very bitter.

she said i was being unfair.

even after sharing what i have tried to do and all.

i dont blame her. i would feel angry too.

so, if it is any consolation, i am truly sorry. for not doing more.

but then again, if here i am fighting for you, and you dont fight alongside with me, how la?

sigh.

mental note to self: must learn to separate emotions with decision making.

Home Sweet Home

2011-03-30T10:34:00.004+08:00

we have officially moved into our home.

it looks like a tongkang pecah, but a lovely tongkang pecah indeed.

have bought our couch (which is Black, much to hubby's insistence), and now that it is in the living room, i'm thinking of buying a 2 seater too. or 2 arm chairs. haven't decided yet.

but one thing is for sure, i am utterly in love with my deliciously-comfy-huge-black-sexy bed!

the not so good thing about having a huge bed is we have too much space between us. woke up a few times with me having to scoot over to sondol hubbs.

yup, me mengada, need him and his smell for me to sleep.

have bought a closet for our room. now me looking for the black chandelier that i bought sudah lama dulu to put in our room.

and need 2 side tables, a carpet and most importantly curtains for my boudoir to be complete!

yes, havent gotten curtains for the rooms yet.

no, we are not exhibitionists, but it helps that the room is overlooking trees and so its okay for us to prance around in the privacy of our bedroom.

haven't found the perfect curtains yet.

the kids room is not completed yet,with a chacha-marba theme. they have decorated the room themselves, and the walls are decorated with their deco stickers that they chose.

sangat macam tadika.

and the curtains that i bought for their room is too sheer for my liking.

damn.

looking for a carpet for their room, for the middle portion where we plan to either put a low round table, or a small couch.

gave them our old tv, and a dvd player. this is us being selfish, so we can FINALLY (or wishfully HOPEFULLY) hog the tv.

kids been sleeping in their room ever since we moved, alhamdulillah.

my kitchen cabinets are delayed, cos they have to order or whatever shizz. i dont care, as long as it will be there, i'm fine.

living room curtains are up, and love them. damn good bargain pulak tu.

i just need the carpets for the living room.

yes, i am a carpet person. i need to have carpets everywhere, cos i love to golek-golek on them.

sangat cerita Hindustan, no!?

dining table done. been looking for that huge mirror to put on the wall, but the ones i found is too expensive. nanti la, when my bank account is more stable.

have bought a tall shelving unit for our bathroom. Mr Hubbs said he could assemble it himself. fine, i said, but i really need it, so i can start to chuck all my warpaints, so it will be easy for me to prepare for work every morning. tapi, hingga kini, it is still in the box, waiting for someone to put it up! sigh.

so now, all my warpaints are in multiple makeup bags, and i have to korek everytime i need to go to work.

takpe, saya masih sabar.

i also would like to have paintings and plants in the house. yang ni definately kena tunggu. curtains pun tak dak lagi, lagi mau paintings.

me all excited. can't wait to cook my first meal at home.

Allah al-Mighty, please bless our home, and i pray that it will be a safe haven for me, my family and my loved ones.

Ameen.

Panic at the Disco

2011-03-20T21:26:00.002+08:00

or rather at my bank account.

sigh.

remember when i was having those stressful bouts of depression (okay, i may exaggerate a bit, but you know me, ever the drama queen).... i used to errr, placate myself by doing the one thing i do best.

shop.

spending $$$.

the thing is, i kinda 'forgot' that the $$$ was supposed to be for the new pad.

ie: fridge, sofa, cupboards, well, you get the picture.

i was happily 'adopting' new babies, and not to forget my latest hobby...collecting watches.

sigh.

and i have also been eating like a queen.

sungguh tak sedar diri. dah la gemuk, tamak pulak tu.

so, now that the house is ready to be furnished, my bank accounts aren't.

i almost had a heart attack when i checked the balance.

and owh, don't fret, my credit cards are also on life support.

any time can die edi.

O.o

so,wish me all the best. as i even tried to sweet talk some of my girlfriends to buat a tabung derma kilat for me.

which didn't work. as they told me to sell my babies first.

GASP!

and what, die?!

thanks, but not at the moment.

at least, this moment.

mana tau, i might just be a tad bit desperate, and might need to sell off my babies. (am praying really hard that it will never happen)

as for now, i guess the Versace kid leather couch will just have to wait, no?!

Finally.

2011-03-16T12:17:00.002+08:00

we have finally gotten our home.

all these months, it was a total rollercoaster ride for me and hubby, with us fighting and being soo damn frustrated with the whole process if buying our first home.

it was supposed to be a fun, happy milestone, but it turned out to be a nightmare.

the nightmare started right after we signed the S&P.

the owners only then realized that they could have gotten 100k more for the house.

(aku syak they were going through a divorce hence wanting to letgo of the house cepat-cepat)

but jangan lah jadi cipet. kalau dah terjual cheaper tu, live with it la kan, we have already signed the blardy S&P!

anywaaaays, i dont want to taint my vj with negative inputs, so to make the whole drama short, it took us 6 moths to get the house keys.

the D-day was on the 9th of March 2011!

i went tergedik-gedik to the lawyers office to collect the keys, access card and the car sticker.

the moment they passed me the envelope containing my future, you will never belief the huge wave of relief that engulfed me.

nasib baik i didn't break down and cried in front of them.

after that, it was a mad dash to my HOME.

yes, mine. and zul's. and Jasmine and Rashard and bibik's.

Alhamdulillah.

got a text from hunny saying' "see you at Kamasutra, sayang"

yes, suami saya sangat gatal like that.

it's a great feeling, walking into our home. hand in hand. ~~he wanted to carry me in, but i guess i'm too fat and heavy.~~

so, now the journey begins.

so far, its been thrilling to be able to shop for the home.

i have bought:

oven
fridge
curtains
dining table
nursery for my babies a.k.a shoe cabinets
coffee table
ottoman
console table
water heaters
my all white kitchen cabinets

what i need:

a king sized bed
Jasmine's bed (kesian Rashard, he will be using kakak's old bed)
carpets
a huge assed mirror for the ~~bedroom ceiling~~ dining room wall
sofa
curtains for my room
food processor
water purifier
paintings for the walls
cabinets
blinds for the kitchen
IKEA racks for the toilets

guess i still need to get a lot more stuff. or better still, you can choose any of the above as a house warming gift! :)

been going back to Kamasutra every night after work, just to get things ready for the furniture and all.

was planning to move in this weekend, but forgot that i had a cousin's engagement in Ipoh. and the fact that hubby has a family meeting, so this weekend is out.

i am really thankful to Allah for the rezeki to own a home. yes, it is still sekangkang kera to some people, but it is a whole lifetime of memories waiting to be made for me and my family.

(some people so jahat, commenting on how quiet it is, or that how it will be jammed up leading to the house..eh, excuse meeee...sapa yang nak stay there? me or you? if not you, please keep your comments to yourself, thankyouverymuch.)

the kids have been enjoying their swimming sessions. sampai Jasmine dah burnt.

lucky Rashard, he doesn't burn that easily.

so, yes. i totally heart my home, and am excited that it is starting to get ready for us to move in.

and our home is overlooking the trees and hills, so i can choose to walk around naked in my house if i want to.

me a happy and grateful hippy.

Chin-Cha-Poe Part 1

2011-03-01T12:43:00.000+08:00

being in Singapore alone gave me much needed time to collect my thoughts that has been so screwed with issues, especially at work.

our much awaited suprise was delayed yet again, which caused so much tension between me and hubbs (the poor darling who married this green eyed bitch)

i left home on Sunday on a 1630 flight. was pampered on my 55 minutes flight by Malaysian Hospitality which made the start of the journey bearable, with me leaving the kids and starting to miss them terribly even during the journey to the airport. (which i tok the erl, and to my dismay and annoyance, the seat of the erl transit train smelled of pee!)

had enough time to browse the shops at the airport, where i impulsively bought (but didn't regret, no, not at all) a book by my most favourite aurthor, Stephen King. It is a thick-assed book (most of his are, cos he doen't chew his words, which makes reading his books feel like you are actually hearing someone telling you a story) titled Under The Dome.

another post will be about this book, once i have finished reading. which, might not be anytime soon once i get back home. i doubt Rashard and Jasmine (especially the former) would allow me to read a book while he is around and not give him my full attention!

anyway, i digress.

reached Singapore around 5ish and after the whole immigration and baggage collection and all, i plopped into the taxi at about 6-ish, and sat quietly to enjoy the view of Singapore. Got fairly excited when i saw the Marina Bay Sands Hotel, how majestic it was with its neighbour, the Singapore Eye. (is that the name?)

Am staying in Concorde Hotel which is smack in Orchard Rd. Hotel was previously known as Le Meridien Singapore, and they had just recently renovated and refurbished the rooms. the decor of the room is lovely, with dark colours, predominantly black (which is my favourite colour) and with minute touches of the Asian culture (a few Chinese vases, the latticework of the chair back etc.) Bed is lovely and fluffy and the pillows are OH SO GEMOK and pouffy, which i have 5 pillows all to myself!

by the time i reached and took a quick shower, i was ready to hit the streets!

my first target : SEPHORA!!!!

walked along Orchard Rd, with the wind blowing my hair, and surrounded by people and lights, i relt utterly and totally relaxed. i was in my elements : cosmopolitan city, people, shopping, lights, movements, sounds from the cars and busses, music blasting - i totally became ME again. unlike most people who prefer the beach or country side, mountains and nature, i love this. i get brain dead when it gets too quiet.

yes, i am psycho.

and being in my element, i totally enjoyed and drank all the sights and sounds that engulfed me.

Walked right to the end (well, almost) and found Sephora in ION Mall. (apparently there is one closer to my hotel, but hey, its more fun walking and finding it myself). and maybe, its because this outlet had Ricky.

RICKY. a gem!

he and i instantly clicked. how? his first question, when he approached me was "You are not Malay. You are Indian"

hhahahhahahha. yes, he works as a Beauty Advisor in Sephora.

immediately, he hooked his hand in mine, and we went on a rollercoaster ride around Sephora, with him pampering and trying out on me anything that he feels whould do me good.

and what i appreciate most about him (or should i say her) is the frankness and truthfulness in telling me not to buy some stuff which i like, as they didn't suit me. and he didn't pressure nor stuff things down my throat.

after a whirlwind session with Ricky (and saying goodbye to my $$$) i left Sephora with a skip and a hop.

ya, saya tau Sephora nak bukak soon in Malaysia. But since i am here, i might as well get it, no?!

and mana tau, the Malaysian branch might not have what i want? or worst still, more expensive than what i got here?

anyways, the next gem that i found on Orchard Rd was..... BEN & JERRY's!!!!!

i almost cried.

had myself a huge big fat sundae - forgot to take the picture as was too orgasmic. - and bought a smaller cup for me to take away and eat while walking. yes, saya sangat gemok dan tamak.

enjoyed a Busking session right in front of ION where a couple of Filipinos were singing, and since it was Sunday (and i presume it is theor off day) a whole lotta Filipino ladies made the sidewalk their private dancing club, with them singing and dancing, it was LOVELY! and i joined and danced for a while with a complete lady stranger who just took my hand a nd swirled me around.

Nice.

almost 10, i walked slowly back to the hotel with my purchases, and with wind blowing through my hair and a smile on my face.

will continue my VJ entry soon. need to go and get ready for skool.

leaving my heart

2011-02-27T11:51:00.002+08:00

will be hopping on a plane to ChinChaPo.

am leaving with a heavy heart.

kids and hubs not going, tats why.

and the fact that it is gonna be a blardy week doesn't help either.

and got into a fight (have been getting alot of these recently - i think the living arrangements that we currently have is the issue) with hubs, and now half of me feels guilty, while the other half is still pissed.

i still love him whole heartedly though.

and it is THAT time of the month again, so the hormones dont help either.

i thot it was just a phase, this hormone thing...apparently, the older (and wiser) i get, the funkier my hormones become.

cheh.

so hunny, i love. dont ever doubt that. its just the grren-eyed eh headed bitch decided to visit, again.

i promise to go and throw this ugly monster in Clark Quay, just in front of the Hooters bar.

and get you a Hooters tee to boot.

you take care of yourself and the kids. i will promise to take care of a hunky, young male model in ChinChaPo.

kiddin!

i promise i will learn to control the green headed bitch, and hopefully get rid of it.

if you promise to lose your 'stoned-footinthemouth-wtf?-eeps!didisaythat' monster of yours too.

love ya kemek. always always.

ciao darlin.

M is for ....

2011-02-22T23:20:00.002+08:00

... me.

.... more money.

.... more responsibilities.

can you connect the dots?

Alhamdulillah, got my promotion offer letter yesterday.

after a bad start to the day, the letter literally made me jump for joy.

syukur Alhamdulillah, Allah has blessed me and my family, yet again.

with all the things that will come soon, it is really timely, and i am forever grateful for that.

owh, and m is also for .......

Down Memory Lane

2011-02-15T11:10:00.002+08:00

last night i couldn't sleep.

so i did the next best thing - i went thru my old photos.

speechless at how ~~fat~~ curvy i was, how gorgeous (alhamdulillah) both my kids are, how delish hubby is, how happy our family is, how many celebrations, trials and tribulations we have had.

the pictures spoke to me about the stories, the feelings, the emotions and so so much more.

i havent had a session like that for a long time, and it left me melancholic, blessed and happy all at the same time.

good theraphy, i tell you. made me feel all warm inside.

owh, but beware. a few tears might just escape, if you know what i mean.

Chunky Choco Cuppie

2011-02-13T22:42:00.001+08:00

my choc chunk cuppie

my #1 fan

when i grow up....

2011-02-11T21:15:00.001+08:00

..... i want to have hair like this every single day.

Chin-Cha-Poe

2011-02-10T21:29:00.002+08:00

sigh.

will have to be in Singapore for a week.

leaving on the 27th.

i am excited.

but the sigh is because i have this problem.

hubby and kids not going.

and i HATE sleeping alone.

but the only consolation is that i'll be staying smack in Orchard!

and that means one thing.

SHOPPING!!!!

me feel better edi.

wanna follow?

Simply See Tee

2011-02-08T23:14:00.003+08:00

another feather under my cap.

just finished conducting another training session for SimplySiti's Beauty Advisors.

it was a 2 day training, concentrating on social etiquette, grooming, customer service and communication.

it was fun, and i learned alot as well from all of them.

some needed more guidance, others made me feel like my makeup was done by a 3 year old.

hope they enjoyed the session, as much i enjoyed doing it.

Rules in Life # 1

2011-02-06T19:56:00.004+08:00

always, always wear make-up.

even if you wanna go for the nude look, make sure you wear 'nude' makeup, with a dash of 'blushing' lipstick and a hint of 'barely-there' lip gloss.

owh, and dont forget to at least, curl your lashes.

and if you ever, ever wanna go out in your 3/4-yoga pants 'busuk' and your fav-Hooters tee, make sure you have cute flats and a designer bag.

at least even from far, you will look like a maid, but at least up close, the bag and shoes might save you.

then again, i used the word 'might'.

cos you will never, ever, know who you might bump into.

Another day, Another blessing

2011-02-04T09:51:00.002+08:00

its yet another day.

i just love the long, long weekends where you know at the back of your head, a lil voice you is nagging and telling you to start on the management paper due, or to finish up the details of some-thinga-majig....but its great to be able to wake up and not bother.

not that i really listen to that small voice anyway.

i have this habit of waking up early on days that i dont have to work. which puzzles me as kalau on weekdays, sure bangkit lambat.

what is the purpose of this post?

i oso dunno.

but just feeling blessed with another day off to be spent with my cookies.

today's treat for them will be a train ride to KLCC.

Rashard has never been on a train ride. poor baby.

and i know Jasmine is bored to her skull staying at home and not going anywhere, with her 1 week break and all.

ok, set. i wanna go mandi.

choo choo...lets go!

owh, Aldo is having its sale in Sunway Pyramid. Me fell in love with a baby, but the new me told me to stay away. how shall this end? we shall see next week...

P.A.U.S.E

2011-02-03T12:13:00.002+08:00

you know the saying, "Kita Hanya Merancang, Tuhan yang Menentukan Semua"?

well, that hits straight SMACK in our lives, especially now.

you see, we had plans.

great plans.

happy plans.

Unfortunately, the plans got derailed, postponed, screwed, fudged, and whatever other words that you can think of.

and i used to scream, rant, rave, curse, swear and everything possible about this.

until one day, i had a self-realization.

it only impacted me, and the people i love who surrounded me, but it didnt even affect the wankers who were responsible for all this.

that made me realize that i should ~~be looking for a powderful bomoh siam~~ not be doing this to the ones i love.

it is not fair for them and is definately not their fault.

so, from now on, i had promised myself to learn to control this stoopid temper that i have (hmmm, a sudden feeling of deja-vu)

and learn that "worrying is just like being on a rocking chair, it lets you do something, but doesn't get you anywhere"

so, the next time i'm about to blow, i shall ~~go and get myself a new bag or pair of shoes, or that diamond tennis bracelet that i have been eying~~ remember to press my pause button, and think before i react.

if only the pause button comes in a diamond encrusted ring....

tq i hand bill for the image.

Kira-Okay

2011-01-30T11:42:00.002+08:00

we had a blast celebrating one of our "Has-Beens" gf's belated birthday celebration.

usually, birthdays will mean a night out dancing.

but this time, the birthday girl wanted a different setting. something Japanese.

Karaoke!

we all went to Redbox the Curve and had a blast!!!!

Wards, here's to many more sessions of love, laughter, sadness, tears, support, fun, funnee and touching moments with you.

and the gang.

xxox.

OMGee

2011-01-25T17:18:00.002+08:00

hi *blush*

its been ages since i last wrote here.

my last post was dated a month ago...and it was about bibik going home for her 1 month hols.

and guess what? she is already back!!!!

bibik's flight arrived at 1500hrs, and she has been sms-ing us to check whether we will be there to get her.

the sweetest part is when she sms-ed just before she boarded to check whether Rashard and Jasmine will be there as well.

i am blessed with a new extention to the family. she has been with us for 2 years, and insyaAllah another 2 years.

and all of our extended family likes her to bits. to some, even love her.

here's to many more lovely time with her in the family.

InsyaAllah, amin.

*on a different note, there is something that i need to pour out of me, and to write it here, but i believe i need to settle it first before i start writing. all i request from all of you is a kind prayer to make everything work well for me and my family. Ameen.*

Sob Sob

2010-12-23T21:30:00.002+08:00

bibik is going back tomorrow.

me sad edi.

kids ~~definitely~~ might be bawling at the airport tomorrow.

bibik is being sent home on MH 857. yes, Malaysia Airlines, bebeh!

so, starting from tomorrow, i shall be known as Associate Bibik, and hope i can manage taking care of the kids while packing, and not to forget cooking and cleaning while working on the pile load of work that i brought home at the same time.

if you do hear some faint howling and screaming from your car/house/office window, don't panic.

it's just me.

It's Good To Be Back!

2010-12-18T09:16:00.003+08:00

it feels good!

so many times, so many things were not noted in this virtual journal of mine.

i even have Wordpress on my Berrylicious, but it didnt seem right.

Wordpress is GREAT! it has sooo much to offer. it was me, just too timid to try it out.

so, i have decided to come back to where i started.

like the Malay saying of "Tempat yang jatuh, lagikan terkenang"

err, did i actually get that right?

anywaaaaysss *dah termalu*,

just a summary of things along the way...

Jasmine celebrated her birthday. for the first time, we didnt have a proper birthday party for her. poor baby. but we did have many 'mini-celebrations' with different groups of people that we love.

JAsmine is going to Standard 1 next year! *gasp* my baby is all grown up!!!! passed her induction exams, and will be in a different class from her best friend Amani. (which broke her heart, but we think it is the best as they will not be able to talk in class and get into trouble!

Rashard Kenzo is already 2!!! vocab expanding daily, but still with baby slang...loves dancing (wonder who he gets it from?), knows how to throw a tantrum, loves bullying the sister, and is OBSESSED with trucks and thomas and trains and balls and busses and all the things boys love.

his Achilles Heel is ice cream and lollipops, much to my annoyance.

hubby is stressed up to his nose with our lawyer, who is eee, will i be sued for saying this? anyways, as i was saying, the lawyer is sooo damn lembab!!!! and not only the lawyer, but hubby also has his loving, gorgeous, hot wife who keeps draining him of his hard earned money to prepare for the next milestone in our life.

there are sooo many blessings that Allah swt has and will continue giving me and my family as we head to the new year, Alhamdulillah syukur. will tell this more in detail as we progress.

as for me, life and work is fine. work has doubled, making me stressed out, but in a good way, as i bore easily and is forever looking for new challenges. new horizons and new people coming in, makes it even more exciting.

i dont have many complaints nowadays, except for one : i havent had time to really hang out and chill with my girlfriends. been realizing this, but a few days ago, read something on someones blog about this thing about married ladies and their friendship with their single ladies. very interesting thoughts flying around. to me, i am selfish. i ALWAYS want the best of both worlds. i want my family, but at the same time, i still need my ME time where i am Donn, and not Bonda, Sayang or Wina. and alhamdulillah, i am blessed to have a husband who understands and allows me to have what i want.

Bibik will be going back on Christmas eve. initially she wanted to go back for good, but praise to Allah the Almighty, the husband is allowing her to stay another 2 years. so, she will be going back for a month, and insyaAllah, will be back end of January.

so, those are kinda the summary of what is and had happen in our lives so far. Planning to have Rashard's, Hubby's and My belated birthday party next year, together with our anniversary celebration. Venue is set, just waiting for the go ahead from certain quaters.

sigh, its good to be able to let all these flow. i guess i just needed Blogger back in my life. :)

Open House

2010-10-06T10:16:00.002+08:00

Selamat Hari Raya!

Since i am not planning to host an open house....

we would like to welcome all of you to our new home.

here.

http://divafairygodmother.wordpress.com/

Pengubat Hati

2010-09-30T12:05:00.003+08:00

whenever i feel blue,

i always desire something new,

it doesn't need to cost a lot,

as long as it hits the spot.

that's when i saw this shoe,

and that i no longer feel the blue,

i just had to make it mine,

and i didnt waste any time.

the price didnt make Zul bleed,

but rather make me want to meet,

other shoes that could be bought,

if only Zul didn't say not.

however now i am really happy,

walking on air with this new baby,

if i can and if i may just say,

i might get another one today!

i dont have the mood

2010-09-29T10:51:00.005+08:00

i know i promised the raya edition of Kunta kinte strikes back.

however, whenever i try to type it out, i dont have the mood to do so.

why? cos sakit hati kut.

dont get me wrong. i dont have a problem cooking.

like what my aunt said, "budak ni sambil tinggong boleh siap masak."

but what i get annoyed with is the fact that they take for granted that i will cook everytime i go back.

macam dag contracted la pulak - okay, aci tua tu dah balik, so dia mmg wajib masak untuk kami semua. and the contract is signed and sealed with an evil laugh.

hah.

two questions always pop into my mind everytime this happens.

Q1 - if everytime i go back, i end up cooking, bila masanya Zul will be able to rasa air tangan ibunya?

but this one i am not really disturbed, as i know the mom is already old, and tires easily. and the good thing about my mother in law is that, she always loves whatever i cook!

the second question is more heart tugging, and usually is followed with tears welling in my eyes, making me feel like shit and shooting everyone in sight.

Q2 - why am i here, cooking for somebody elses family, when my own mother is alone cooking at home,even if she is unwell?

haaaa, this one mmg makes me sad, and usually the sadness borders to anger, sometimes making me even look under the cupboard for the racun tikus. *evil gleam*

number one, angry at the situation where i usually have to cook alone. nasib baik now ada Bibik, but then again, Bibik will just help to clear. mana yang lainnnnnn?????????

kan best kalau masa time masak tu it looks like in the TV where semua berkumpul in the kitchen, yang masak ke tak pun will lend a hand, or just be there to keep company.

bukannya di depan tengok tv, or even better, sedang beradu di dalam bilik.

baru la kurang rasa di jadikan hamba sahaya!

the second point is that, kenapa kau tak leh tolong mama masak kat rumahhhhhh!!!!!?????? kenapa kau biar mak aku masak and prepare sorang2 and you just come cukup masa to ask her "Ma, ada nasik tak? Lapar lah"

kau ingat mak aku tu hamba kau keeeeE?!!?!?!?!??!

sigh.

yes, i have issues.

but wouldn't you, if you know that your mom who is unwell is slaving alone in the kitchen preparing for Hari Raya? and that you are far away, and that you can't do squat about it?

(actually i can, as i can either drive back to be with her, or i can make a phone call called telepon call kesedaran, but the latter will cause putusnya tali persaudaraan.)

dont get me wrong, mama never complains. and that she does it all for her loved ones.

but stilll!!!!! kau datang la jenguk jenguk.

takde nya mati kalau kau pegang sudip tu.

or even kupas bawang tu.

yes, again i stress this - i have issues.

so back to my story.

dah la i have to cook, nak menghidang pun aku kena buat!?

ni kalah Labu Labi. at least diarang ada partner in crime.

my partner in crime Bibik kena manage Rashard lagi.

sigh.

but you know what? i did it for my husband. and my kids. and my mother in law.

for the rest yang tak sedar diri tu, if up to me, mmg dah kena sound satu bakul.

but in respect of hubby's feelings, i shall keep my comments private, as for now. (at times like this, i seriously am considering wordpress fr their password protected postings)

other than that, Raya was a blast as we managed to go back to both Penang and Kedah.

that means - beaches, food, gossip sessions, two engagement parties,food, laughter, love, laughter, hotels, chaos, food, shopping.

i guess it is still not too late to wish all of you a Selamat Hari Raya, Maaf Zahir dan Batin.

This is Kunta Kinte, signing off.

*will upload more pictures soon, once the mood comes. :p

Hospital

2010-09-27T17:09:00.000+08:00

daddy's been admitted in DSH.

apparently a minor case of pneumonia.

poor daddy.

am waiting for hubby, then off to visit him.

get well soon daddy.

I Miss Youuuuuu

2010-09-20T21:55:00.003+08:00

oh my baby,

how so i miss thee,

you have been on my mind,

but sigh, i couldn't find,

enough time,

to make u mine.

oh my baby,

its been so long,

everyday apart seems like a sad song,

i think of you,

and my world turns blue.

oh my baby,

i am so sorry,

i'm sure you were to leave me,

if only you know that you are the key,

the key to my sanity.

oh my baby,

i blame it on my job,

which sometimes makes me sob,

cos i couldn't find time for you,

which makes me miss you.

oh my baby,

then came Raya,

which turned me into a hamba,

who had to cook for all,

for each, big or small.

oh my baby,

how i miss you so,

and i swear i'll never let you go,

i promise i'll be better,

in posting more important matter.

oh my baby,

i'll share my raya stories,

which made me look like i was hit by lorries,

of all the tears and laughter,

and pictures of hubby, son and daughter.

oh my baby,

til next time i shall come again,

but blogger gila, so susah to even begin,

need to log in multiple kali,

which makes me swear and say bab!.

so, my baby,

tomorrow, with Allah's will, kita jumpa lagi.

To all my readers (silent or not), i wish you all a Selamat Hari Raya, Maaf Zahir and Batin.

and stay tuned for "Kunta Kinte Returns - with a Vengance!"

Orgasmic Disappointment

2010-08-30T12:06:00.000+08:00

I just finished watching my favourite girls on tv. And oh how I have waited for so long to be reunited with them,but alas, it was, as Samantha would have said,"I didn't feel anything down there".

And if you are wondering,I'm addressing my heart. Not any lower.

Yes, it was nice to finally see them again after a two year hiatus. But what happened to the drama? The action (yes, this time I'm talking about fornication), and the eye candy? What happened to their issues,and their dreams, and their wants and needs?

I mean,sometimes I don't get it. I know they are supposed to be decked in houte couture, but looking too OTT?! Like Carrie's skirt that she wore to the souk? Don't get me wrong,but I ADORE the skirt (pun intended,if u get it), but wearing it to a SOUK? Huh?!

And Miranda's attire to the dessert?! Apakah?!

And what is even sadder is that there was no SHOES! How can u have SATC without shoes! And bags! Wtfukkety fudge?

And I was offended about what Samantha did at the souk. Hot flashes or not,it was plain rude and an insult to all Muslims,if I can say so.

The movie was like a series marathon. It was too monotonous (yes,I get it that the Abu Dhabi was supposed to be the glitz and glam) but it fell flat.

And the most SAD part? Is that there were no 'Ooooohhhh' and 'Aaaaaahhh' moments like what was in the first one. Eg: like how Big told her "I got it,Kid" when they were buying the penthouse, or the sick-in-the-gut-made-me-sob-hard portion when Carrie hit Big with her bouquet on the street on their wedding day.

It honestly left me empty. And hungry.

I dunno,maybe Carrie's book review is valid here, where SATC should have a vow of silence until they are ready to make me 'cum' again.

And no,having Liza Minelli didn't score any extra points.

Carnivour

2010-08-25T09:46:00.003+08:00

made ribeye steak for myself, and lamb chops for hubby for iftar yesterday.

both served with shitaake mushroom gravy, blanched broccoli and sugar peas and garlic bread.

owh, and being the dieter that i am, my steak was topped with melted Colby cheese.

yummmm, cheeeseeeee!

dessert was peanut filled mochi, which is one of my favourite desserts ever (which i absolutely must have when i have Tutti Frutti, i top it with chopped Mochi!)

got the meats at Las Vacas yesterday. wanted to buy their meat pies as well, but whoaaaa...slow down tiger, maybe next week.

took only 1/2hour to prepare everything. the ~~handsome~~ man in Las Vacas told me to just marinade it with salt and pepper.

uisssyyyyy, it was heaven! i even had most of it sans gravy as not to disturb the meaty taste.

saya rasa saya nak buka restaurant. pasal saya nak jadi tak malu and say that masakan saya alhamdulillah sedap.

Kids Friendly

2010-08-24T10:24:00.003+08:00

was trying to set a makan session this Saturday with the girls.

only to realize that we couldn't come up with places that were child friendly.

dont get me wrong, i have a few on the top of my head, but dah bosan lah with the same ol-same ol.

the ones that i know of are:

Ikea
Chillis
TGIF
Marmalade, Bangsar
Sakae Sushi
Avanti
Marche

the best would be Ikea, as they have the play area with TV in the middle of the restaurant. so does Marmalade, where they have a kids play corner. Marche goes up a notch as they have a playground in the restaurant.

but am bored with all the choices above.

where else can i go!?

A Life Saver

2010-08-23T10:52:00.003+08:00

Rashard has not been eating for the past few days.

(now, Alhamdulillah, dah start makan dah)

to be honest, eventhough i have been a mother for the past 6 years, i have never heard of this.

until last friday.

one of my girlfriends' fiancee told me about this when i was telling them about Rashard.

and Alhamdulillah, it works!

after applying it on his gums (yes, Rashard has this tendency of having multiple teeth coming out at the same time! and this time, it's even worse as its multiple molars), he started to eat within 5 minutes as it helps to numb that area.

and it is not expensive at all. the pack costs RM 15.90, but the thing is, its not available in all pharmacies.

we went to Watson in Uptown, and they don't have it (they dont even know what it was!), so we got it at another small pharmacy that is on the same row as the corner Starbucks in Uptown.

good for babies regardless age, and helps the mommies as you could apply just before bedtime so that the babies (and mommies) can have a good night sleep.

try it.

two thumbs up from me!

My Latest Fav

2010-08-19T18:48:00.002+08:00

fattening, i know. but i just heart it.

I Have Fallen In Love.

2010-08-17T18:31:00.002+08:00

with a grocery store.

yes, i have this weird fetish. i LOVE grocery stores!

everytime i travel, i will make it a point to go to their local grocery store, and just browse the aisle, picking up groceries that i can't find back home. i can spend hours and hours just going thru the aisles, and getting really excited with new found foodstuff.

sadly, i couldn't buy much in Manila, for the food items are rich in errr babs.

all these while, to help soothe my aching for imported foodstuff (ye, saya mengada. go and vomit already) i will always make a weekly round in cold storage. tapi i realised that now, i'm really bored with it, or rather for a loss of a better word, saya sudah immune.

then usually i'll go to Village Grocer.

but then, lo and behold, i have found a new lover in town. yes, i know it has been here for sometime, but i have always thought that it would be similar akin to Tesco or such.

what am i talking about?

JAYA GROCER.

am sooo in love with this place!

(i told you i'm weird)

i accidentally went there one day to buy bread, since i was on the way back using the Tropicana route.

and *gasp* they have fresh Panini! for only RM2.99 for a pack of 3!

and *double gasp* they have Capri Sonne! in multiple flavours!!! (Rashard loves this drink, and usually we'll get it in Kidszports at RM3.50 a pop)

and they have Cherry pie filling!

and Cadbury ice cream!

and Ben a& Jerry's!

and Arnotts Kingstons!

and the list goes on and on.

sigh.

i sometimes sneak to go and see my new lover on the way back from the office.

why sneak?

cos mama marah, i have been spending like a lunatic there.

but i cant help it.

it's like i found a spot of heaven.

did i mention that they have people standing around the counter area to help carry your stuff to your car?

and just now, because it was raining, they even send you using umbrellas to your car, while THEY carry your stuff?!

*sigh*

i love it.

if only i don't spend an average of RM80 a trip, then i won't feel so bad.

My Handsome Boy

2010-08-17T16:18:00.001+08:00

Manila, dito ako lumapit!

2010-08-13T18:12:00.002+08:00

will be going to Manila tomorrow.

excited.

happy.

worried.

happy.

scared.

happy.

it's just a nightstop, but will be having Zureen around..so YAY!

will try to take lots of photos.

see you, and have a great weekend!

Time I Have Lost

2010-08-11T15:54:00.002+08:00

today, suddenly, i realised that i have lost soo much time without realising.

how did i lose it?

i was on 'cruising mode'

as a mother, i think i am supposed to be more in tune with my kids.

as a person, i should be more in tune with my surrounding.

however, i have done the inevitable and went thru life without noticing the cracks on the pavements, nor the birds on the trees.

just imagine, i bought a Finance book as part of my self-development plan on Saturday, and now it's already Wednesday, and the book is still in the plastic bag on the shelf!

i'm going to Manila on Saturday for a night stop audit, and yet i haven't prepared anything. haven't changed money, haven't prepared the audit forms, nor have i even had time to go through the paperwork.

am having a 3 day class with my cadets, and will be doing an internal audit on Friday. Saturday morning ciao, Sunday night reach home, Monday continue audit, followed by another 3 day class, and then will be attending class the week after.

and usually by the time i reach home, i just have enough time to cook (or buy something), help Jasmine with her learning/colouring/or math (dunno why but this girl looooves doing Math! she just loves it when we take her to Popular/MPH to buy those Math exercise books. Now she is doing subtraction and am struggling abit with bigger numbers being subtracted by smaller numbers, and the rule where you have to cut aaaaaa, u get the picture!), play with Rashard (and try to really play with him, rather than let him just latch up to my boobie and just hang there, and sleep). i dont have time to really sit down, and just have some 'ME' time.

which also means that i haven't been spending enough time with hubby. by the time the kids are asleep, i am also asleep. or if i have to prepare for class or do work, by the time i finish, he will already be asleep. oh, how i miss my husband. this is the epitome of so close, yet so far.

i envy those people whom are sahm, who gets to spend their days with their kids. to get to cook for their husband elaborate meals. to have ME time, and get to do what they feel like doing.

but i know that i also cherish my freedom, where at work, i am ME, and not bonda, or sayang. but me who has ideas, needs, and wants.

why am i babbling? hahaha...kalau i submit this in school dulu, mesti dapat F cos karangan keluar tajuk.

i guess i have to babble cos what i am doing now is relieving my stress. by writing all this down.

owh, by the way, i have also thought of either shifting to wordpress or creating another blog, cos sometimes i feel like writing about some things that bother me, but it's not for public reading. and as far as i know, blogger doesn't have this 'password protected' post option (yes Barb, saw it on your blog, and wanted one of those, pronto!)

so, this is me signing off. need to get ready to go home, and maybe if rajin, singgah Pasar Ramadhan Taman Tun, and make dosa by kutuking people who dress as though they are going to a beach party, or finding fault with Pak Ya to see whether he has increased the price of his popiah, or to maki everyone due to them driving/parking like cipets around the Pasar Ramadhan.

Happy Berbuka, you all!

Broom broom

2010-08-09T14:12:00.004+08:00

Why Ah?!

2010-08-04T10:21:00.002+08:00

was in Tesco last night to go and grab some groceries.

and after that, we went downstairs to have dinner in Madam Lim's Kitchen.

i like this eatery. it's very simple, and the food is tasty, albeit sometimes salty. but still nice.

and the pricing is also fair. noodles go for abt RM5.90-6.90.

and the portion is quite big. well, at least in my view.

we ordered:

nasi goreng kampung
nasi goreng ikan masin
kuey tiaw cantonese
beef and ginger kuey tiaw
herbal tea x 3

and the bill came to RM 30.

not bad la kan?

rating:

taste : 4/5

ambiance : 3/5

cleanliness : 3.5/5

staff : efficiency : 3/5

: friendliness : 2.5/5 (due to language? cos they are foreigners)

price : 4/5

anyway, i digress.

i wanted to tell about this incident that got me thinking.

you see, in Tesco Mutiara Damansara, there is a small area which Zul calls tempat berhantu.

berhantu meaning that everytime we go, we just have to stop there, without fail.

why?

cos it's the kiddies zone, and Jasmine wants to play there.

so, as usual, yesterday after dinner, we went to play, and after a while, i realized that Jasmine was playing with a lil boy.

and then i heard a voice. a high pitched voice talking to the girl at the counter.

which sounds very familiar.

when i looked, lo and behold, i see an old schoolmate of mine.

and the best part, she just looked at me, and just acted like she didn't know me.

but after she registered her recognition, which she thought i didn't see.

i mean, woman, i respect your need of space, but would it die if you actually smile?

i didn't kill your father. hell, you father even talked to me a few weeks ago in Muhibbah. and yes, you were there at your table.

so no, this is not the first time.

so, being me, you don't want me to tegur, fine, i will also not do so.

but i just wonder, WHY AH?!

The Daily Grind

2010-08-03T13:43:00.002+08:00

i tell you....this place had definitely won my heart.

the food is really good! and when i say good, its not only the taste, but also the portioning and the pricing.

we ordered alot of food, and the the sad part was that we couldn't finish our plates.

i blame it on greed!

everyone didn't want to share as it was tooo tempting to finish everything by ourselves!

i ordered the Chef's special which is the triple deck burger with beef bacon and sauteed mushrooms and a side of salad and onion rings.

it was to die for!

we also had:

fried calamari rings
cheese nachos
potato skins
smothered steak
lamb shank
beef bacon and avacado burger
lamburgghini
hummingbird cake

i wanted to try the peanut butter cake, but was tooo damn full to fit anything else in my tummy.

couldn't even bend over, for fear that the food might come out! O.o

wanted to upload the pictures, but the photos are in my berrylicious, and i can't load it to the lappie cos as i am typing this, a group of virus gangsters are molesting and errr raping my laptop, thanks to a colleague who thought it was okay to stick her thumbdrive infected with this strain of gangster virus into my virginal lappie.

and i cant upload the pictures on facebook as my berrylicious is running low on battery, and the usb charger cannot be used due to the same reason above.

so, will upload tonight, if i can.

finally, the ratings:

taste : 5/5

ambiance : 5/5

staff's efficiency : 5/5

staff's friendliness : 5/5

price : 4/5

portion : 5/5

menu/variety : 5/5

children friendly : 4/5

am planning to go again this weekend to let hubby and the kids try it out!

its located at the lower ground floor of Bangsar Village 1.

Energy Vampire

2010-07-29T09:58:00.003+08:00

this morning i google-d up this phrase,

found the meaning in a daze,

understood how it meant,

as i was always trying to vent,

anger and dissapointment, hurt and sad,

always thought it was me who's bad.

now i get it, i will try,

to save what i have,

won't let it go by,

but if still persists, then i dunno,

i guess that means its the end of the show.

Couch

2010-07-28T10:35:00.003+08:00

we went furniture window shopping the other day.

Lorenzo, Ikea and Fella is on sale.

went to Lorenzo in Sunway Pyramid. And fell in love with a sofa.

went to the other outlet in Kota Damansara. Also fell in love with another sofa. almost paid for it.

scared to go to IKEA for fear that Zul would have to pry my fingers open from the sofa, or the dining table, or the cupboard.

so am staying away from all these shops for the time being.

or so i keep telling myself.

and yet, here i am still googling the maps to reach some of the outlets.

sigh.

owh, and mama even told me that there is a shop near the Rothman roundabout in PJ that actually makes furniture for export. and that the selection and quality of the furniture there is very good.

same goes for the price.

now, all i have to do is to pujuk Zul to take me.

wish me luck!

Hotel = Happy Kids

2010-07-22T09:57:00.007+08:00

Jasmine in awe looking at the cook doing his thing at the teppanyaki station

teppanyaki!

Hotel = Happy Kids

On the way down to the pool

Room service from Delifrance Bistro

Jasmine enjoying her swim

lil' hungry boy after his swim

walking to the room

~peace no war~

comei tak the swimming trunks!?

daddy's girls

tired.

went for a Mid week break.

kids enjoyed themselves a whole lot.

me & daddy are happy when they are happy.

now, back to work.

happy Thursday people!

New York New York Deli !!!

2010-07-20T12:30:00.004+08:00

wanted to have dinner yesterday night with the kids and their GodMoms since Zul was away.

and as usual, the script was "where are we going for dinner?"

"hmmm, i dunno la. What do you feel like having?"

"i don't mind. u?"

and trust me, the script can go on and on.

and it also doesn't help when you have a 6-year-old missy who likes to dictate where to eat.

and that her choices will only be Muhibbah, Muhibbah and Muhibbah.

owh, and sushi.

s0 yesterday, we all decided to go and try out the New York New York Deli in 1 Utama, New wing.

it is just opposite Cold Storage, and had always caught my eye.

rashard enjoying chunky vegetable soup

Rashard and his godmom

the menu

mo' mushroom sandwich

beefeater sandwich. to die for.

clogged arteries-on-a-bun

onion rings

rating :

taste : 4/5

price : 5/5
ambiance : 3.5/5

friendliness of staff : 5/5

How Much Flirting Can You Flirt?

2010-07-19T13:40:00.004+08:00

was mulling on this question since a few days ago.

i mean, to a certain extent, how flirty can you be?

and not hurt your spouse/partner/lover?

don't get me wrong, i LOVE flirting.

i love the banter, and the naughtiness.

the excitement, the cheekiness, and the oooohhh sexyness of it all.

but that was before i got married.

why limit myself now?

cos i know my flirting can hurt hubby.

so, i chose not to do it, cos i wouldn't like it of he did the same.

i guess, the only flirting i do nowdays is with my gay friends. at least we know its safe :)

however, recently, i have seen/experienced some one i know who was openly flirting in cyber-space.

and knowing this person, he/she didn't mean any harm.

but as a 3rd party, i kinda wondered,"wei, your other half tak marah ka kalau dia baca semua ni?"

maybe the other half is very sporting.

i dunno.

but the level was a bit too much?

how too much?

hmmm, lets say the level where nauzubillah should it happen to me, but if it did i will sure 'run over the person and reverse back just to make sure i don't miss' level

and it wasn't just flirting with one person.

its with so many-many one!

so yes, how flirty is flirty?!

Raya's Around the Corner

2010-07-16T13:09:00.002+08:00

hari raya is just around the corner.

and with Raya comes the whole check list.

first on the check list is GANTI PUASA!

sigh. will need to check that off my list.

then its the whole jingbang about baju raya and stuff.

which have bought for the kids, but havent even gotten the materials to make their Baju Kurung and Baju Melayu.

hubby confessed *snickers* that all of his old Baju Melayu dah ketat. hahahha.

as for me, have a few materials from Mom and my aunty that i think should suffice for Raya.

but then, it doesn't fit into the whole 'sedondon' theme colour scheme.

sheesh. must it be such?

so, the gist of the whole story?

am trying to figure out whether i should fly to Bandung or just drive to Jalan TAR.

that since my free ticket last year will be expiring this August.

mengada tak? to just go to Bandung just to get baju raya.

even when i dont even have extra money to spend.

but that means another free ticket burnt.

or maybe i'll extend it, and plan to go somewhere else.

decision, decisions.

sigh, if only had money to burn, then the decision making would be faster and easier.

ask hubby?!

his answer would be Jalan TAR, thank you very much.

the old saying is true..

2010-07-12T19:20:00.000+08:00

A man turns into a big baby when they get sick!

Just came back from a kenduri in kampung.

And unfortunately, Bibik n hubby got food poisoning.

Bibik took medication, and is better, Alhamdulillah.

The other victim,however, is still errrr sick.

Haven't been able to eat anything due to the upset tummy and a small ulcer on the lower lip.

But acting as though he had fasted side by side with Ghandi.

Now he is lying down on the sofa watching Sponge Bob while waiting for me to heat up his porridge.

Which,due to his ailment, he doesn't have the strength to feed himself.

So, let me rephrase the earlier sentence.

Now he is lying down on the sofa watching Sponge Bob while waiting for me to heat up his porridge that I will have to spoon feed him.

Since he is unwell and all.

:D

Cute,eh?!

Good Food

2010-07-09T23:25:00.001+08:00

Its been quite a while since I last had a meal in Vicchuda.

So, today, since I had a quite unsatisfactory lunch, I decided (or rather my growling tummy decided) to go all out for dinner.

Why was lunch unsatisfactory?

Well, it wasn't all bad. You see, we went to have lunch in Serai in the Empire shopping Gallery in Subang Jaya. (Yes,its Friday, and because of the strategic location of my office to Subang Parade, Sunway Pyramid, One Utama and now Empire, I tend to enjoy my long Friday lunches)

Anyways, I digress.

Serai is really good. Zureen and Dee arrived first, and by the time myself and Yatt arrived, they have almost finished their meal.

I managed to taste some of Zureen's Salmon pasta, which was to die for! And some of Dee's Chicken Parmesan which almost made me cry tears of happiness.

Yes, it was THAT good.

So, me and Yatt decided to share the burger as we wanted to have desserts first.

Their cake selection almost made me cream in my shorts.

ALMOST.

I was confused. I didn't know what to choose.

So I allowed my heart to control my shaking finger (shaking in excitement) and it pointed to the beautiful tiramisu.

And no, one is not enough.

It also pointed to the PAVLOVA.

Which was exquisitely gorgeous.

And the taste was terribly sinful!

The pavlova was gone in 2 seconds. The tiramisu paled beside the pavlova.

I think Christiano Ronaldo naked would have paled beside the Pavlova.

But then again, I might need to have him laying naked next to the dessert, just to be sure.

Again, I digress.

By the time our burger came, I was hungry. But my expectations fell flat when I took my first bite.

The meat was not binded well. And it was dry. Maybe the meat that was used didn't have enough marbling, therefore making it dry. The bun was toasted a tad bit too long,making it dry as well.

I didn't finish my portion of the burger. Thank God for the crispy nice fries.

So yes. That was why I didn't have a satisfactory lunch.

And actually, this post was supposed to be about Vicchuda, but it became one for Serai.

If you ask me, Serai is a really nice place to go to. Food's good (but don't order the burger) and desserts absolutely delish.

The restaurant setting is pretty and nice, and price quite okay.

But don't expect seats during lunch on a Friday.

The place is packed.

Which reminds me, somehow, Serai really reminds me of Delicious.

To me, this place is recommended especially if you go with ur girlfriends for a gosiip session over coffee and sweets.

And the service is fast and friendly.

I'm definately goin again.

Giving it 4 stars out of 5.

And owh, got something from hubby.

Something in a small, velvet box.

Me a happy hippy.

How Very True!

2010-07-05T10:20:00.000+08:00

Why Women Are Crabby

We started to 'bud' in our blouses at 9 or 10 years old only to find that anything that came in contact with those tender, blooming buds hurt so bad it brought us to tears. So came the ridiculously uncomfortable training bra contraption that the boys in school would snap until we had calluses on our backs.

Next, we get our periods in our early to mid-teens (or sooner). Along with those budding boobs, we bloated, we cramped, we got the hormone crankies, had to wear little mattresses between our legs or insert tubular, packed cotton rods in places we didn't even know we had.

Our next little rite of passage was having sex for the first time which was about as much fun as having a ramrod pushed up your uterus through your nostrils (IF he did it right and didn't end up with his little cart before his horse), leaving us to wonder what all the fuss was about.

Then it was off to Motherhood where we learned to live on dry crackers and water for a few months so we didn't spend the entire day leaning over Brother John . Of course, amazing creatures that we are (and we are), we learned to live with the growing little angels inside us steadily kicking our innards night and day making us wonder if we were preparing to have Rosemary's Baby.

Our once flat bellies looked like we swallowed a whole watermelon and we pee'd our pants every time we sneezed. When the big moment arrived, the dam in our blessed Nether Regions invariably burst right in the middle of the mall and we had to waddle, with our big cartoon feet, moaning in pain all the way to the ER.

Then it was huff and puff and beg to die while theOBsays, 'Please stop screaming, Mrs. Hearmeroar. Calm down and push. Just one more good push' (more like 10), warranting a strong, well-deserved impulse to punch the %$#*@*#!* hubby and doctor square in the nose for making us cram a wiggling, mushroom-headed 10 pound bowling ball through a keyhole.

After that, it was time to raise those angels only to find that when all that 'cute' wears off, the beautiful little darlings morphed into walking, jabbering, wet, gooey, snot-blowing, life-sucking little poop machines.
.

Then come their 'Teen Years.' Need I say more?

When the kids are almost grown, we women hit our voracious sexual prime in our early 40's - while hubby had his somewhere around his 18th birthday.

So we progress into the grand finale: 'Menopause', the Grandmother of all womanhood. It's either take HRT and chance cancer in those now seasoned 'buds' or the aforementioned Nether Regions, or, sweat like a hog in July, wash your sheets and pillowcases daily and bite the head off anything that moves.

Now, you ask WHY women seem to be more spiteful than men, when men get off so easy, INCLUDING the icing on life's cake: Being able to pee in the woods without soaking their socks...

So, while I love being a woman, 'Womanhood' would make the Great Gandhi a tad crabby. You think women are the 'weaker sex'? Yeah right. Bite me.

Mall-Avoidance Syndrome

2010-07-04T17:53:00.000+08:00

These include long naps,unnecessary muching on junk food and increase in stoopid-hormones.

Since I am avoiding the malls, lemme write abbout the sales, and hope that this can help lessen the syndromes.I will not be writing down what I bought, but rather the summary of the sales in each store.

Zara:

Well,as usual I only go to shop at Zara for my kids,as I totally love the cotton that they use,and how it helps with the kids' eczema. So lemme start with the kids section.

Jeans : from 45.90 to 69.90
Tops : from 19.90 to 69.90
Dresses : from 129.90 onwards
Skirts : from 69.90 onwards
Leggings : 29.90
Shoes : from 69.90 to 89.90
Belts : 25.90

Okay, as for adults:

Shoes : 99.90 onwards
Basic leggings : 29.90
Tops : 49.90 onwards
Pants: 99.90 onwards
Bags : 129.90 onwards

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Marks & Spencers:

Owh,how I absolutely adore their innerware especially the panties. They have a good selection of pants especially for those who are bootie-licious, but without the sale it can cause a minor heart-attack. However, I don't really like their kids section as I feel that the prices are a tad too steep,even with the sales. Sometimes I indulge in the food section,and I know of people who loves their shoes. Toilettries wise, I swear by their hand and nail cream, as well as their men's perfume.

Tops : from 29.90 but most of the nice tops are 69.90 onwards.
Pants: 69.90 onwards
Shoes : 69.90 onwards
Panties : 19.90 onwards or 39.90 for a pack of 5
Bras : 49.90 onwards
Toilettries are not on sale
Foodies are as per normal with small discounts if u buy 2

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Guess:

Aiyooo, this one was a killer. I only found out about this yesterday, after having taught Zara a lesson.

Didn't manage to go through thoroughly, but some of the stuff were 70% off, most jeans were 30-50% off.

The selection for girls were more than boys, as per usual.

Dah, my thumbs penat dah,as am using my berrylicious to post this.

Yes, sanggup due to the mall-avoidance syndrome.

And have to stop now before I even start on Aldo.

clash of the titans

2010-07-02T07:16:00.000+08:00

The two titans are clashing for my hard earned $$$.

Zara and Marks & Spencers are sooo jahat.

I had to visit them to teach them a lesson.

And it helped when Zul said you could go and find the kids' baju raya.

Dah, I made sure the 2 titans got my message.

I have to teach them a lesson that both can never forget.

Serves them right!

God Parents

2010-06-24T18:56:00.004+08:00

both my kids have god moms.

Jasmine's God mom is my munchkin whom i have known since i was 8.

Rashard's God mom is my good good friend whom i have gone thru thick and thin together.

Jasmin used to have a God Father, but dia telah di tarik the priviledge.

sapa suruh hang be on the wrong side of the camp?!

why do i have god parents for my kids, you wonder?

well, if anything were to happen to me, at least i know that my babies will be cared for.

not that my family won't, but these are people besides my family whom i trust and am entrusting with my babies' future.

i mean just imagine, if i am no longer here, and if Zul re-marries (which my ghost will come and haunt him and the new-wife-binatang-thingy), at least i know my babies will be protected from any harm or ill from their step mum

(okay, okay, maybe the woman will be nice. am praying that if Zul does re-marry, she will be a good step mom. but just to be sure, i will still come and haunt her)

and being a God parent is not easy.

now senang la.

(err, i know they would beg to differ, as Jasmine has a tendency to shop like she is in a buffet line)

anywayyyyys, just imagine when Jasmine is 16, and decides to tell her God Mom about a secret, how should the God mom react?

should she share it with me, since I'm her bestie?

or should she keep Jasmine's secret because she is her God Mom?!

you all still dont get the reason for this post!?

let me give you a hint.

Elyza and Warda ku sayang....when this situation arises in the future, YOU HAVE TO TELLL MEEEEEE!!!! Okay!? Kapish!?

Harrods Ooohhh Harrods

2010-06-23T13:42:00.003+08:00

the damage

hubby's new work bag

my new baby

you like the lining?!

these are some of my new babies.

bought some gifts as well.

yes, it is good to be friends with me. i give good gifts.

but only to people that deserves it.

anywaaaays, there goes my money.

tu lah, sapa suruh pi kerja kat airport?!

Normal.

2010-06-17T13:10:00.002+08:00

define normal.

to me normal means drab.

blaaah.

boring.

dull.

conforming.

fitting in.

invincible.

and i don't want to be that.

why do i say this?

cos two days ago, after having noodles for dinner, i was feeling a tad bit bloated.

so i decided to march-on-a-spot just to help burn those unwateds.

and Jasmine came and asked me what i was doing.

i told her that i was exercising.

"owh, good. then Bonda can be a bit normal."

for those of you who still don't get it, she means that i will be less FAT!

sigh.

the truth hurts, especially when it comes from an in-your-face-going-to-be-6-years-old-girl-who-is-sometimes-too-smart-and-politically-correct-for-her-own-good.

HEY YOU!

2010-06-16T12:35:00.003+08:00

yes you!

you loan defaulters!

(this post should be read with a low voice tone, laced with sizzling anger, and with a deep Penangite accent - that's how i sound like when I'm pissed)

OOoooooOOOOooooo...masa nak ambik PTPTN, bukan main seronok!

masa dapat duit pun, bukan main seronok spend it on your new handphones la, latops la, vacations during study week la!

and now that you are working and earning $$$$, tak reti nak bayar?!

do you know that because of you people, future students can't get loans to go and further their studies?

deserving people whose parents can't afford to pay for their education?!

unlike some of my friends dulu yang parents loaded and yet they take the loans, just because they wanted extra money to spend.

eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!

pay back people. you had your chance spending that money.

now pay back.

why this sudden outburst?!

this morning was listening to Bfm's Breakfast Grill, and the person they were talking to was YB Dato' Saifuddin Abdullah, Deputy Minister of Higher Education.

and it was a great interview, by the way.

only that the DJ was sometimes a bit sarcastic and errr...emotional?!

but great grilling nevertheless.

so please people. pay back your debts.

and no excuses. if you can pay for that expensive car and phone and designer duds, pay back your student loan.

Or else.

Where la wei..

2010-06-15T11:05:00.002+08:00

i am preparing for a month long training session in the airport.

sigh. how i hate driving there in the morning, and the long, tiring drive back home.

kan best if you can give me a room in Pan Pac, kan kan?!

(i can dream, can i?)

and now i am looking for a document which is blardy important. i really need it, and i cant find it!!!!

the doggy in my lappietop is sniffing around trying to locate my files.

sigh.

and its actually taking more time than expected.

aarrrgggghhhh!

where la. dont make my peluh jantan come out.

am already thinking of what i will have to do if i dont find it.

and not liking the options.

i'd rather be in Aldo buying shoes.

which reminds me, i will be needing a nice pair of black flatties as i will have to walk around the airport.

and as much as i love my Aldos, i dont think i can stomach the ache after 8 hours on my feet.

so, lets go Aldo-ing!

Endless Love

2010-06-14T16:51:00.002+08:00

here is Jasmine singing along to Glee's Endless Love.

and me trying to sing along.

excuse my tone-deaf singing.

Enjoy the Video!

2010-06-14T16:20:00.002+08:00

Cisss.

2010-06-12T18:23:00.000+08:00

I want to go watch Sex And The City 2.

I was invited to the premier, but had to pass as it was on a working day in Pavillion.

Sigh.

So, am on my toes jiggling with anticipation to watch it.

And I want to watch it both at the cinema and at home.

Cos they will be snippin' the steamy scenes off, and u really wonder what happened.

I wanna watch it and I wanna watch it now!

Save.

2010-06-11T10:19:00.002+08:00

Oh, how i hate that word.

am trying my level best now to save money.

am also showing signs of depression and withdrawal symptoms just like a junkie.

the symptoms:

biting of nails
biting of other peoples extremities
tugging of hair
talking to self
multiple punching of the calculator
growling at passerby
bloody red bloodshot eyes
foaming at the mouth
swearing session
hallucinations
imaginary itch especially at the face and pockets
shaking of body

you see, we are still trying to make up our minds on which house to buy.

as much as i know the location which i'd prefer to stay, we are also still keeping our options open for other offers.

and trying to calculate (due to me being in denial) how much we can actually afford to spend on our house.

i mean, what's the use of buying a house, and NOT have money to furnish it?!

sigh.

and at the same time, i have this itch to travel.

was thinking of going to Sydney for Christmas.

or maybe even Beijing for snow.

i have wasted my free tickets last year, so i dont want to waste them yet again.

but travelling requires MONEYYYYY, which i dont have a lot.

aaaaaaaaaaaaarrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrgggggggggggggghhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!

therefore, am trying hard to *gulp* save.

and i think i have improved, cos Cotton On is on sale. and when i went in yesterday, there was this gorgeous pair of faux snakeskin peeptoe heels taht was sooo cute!

and it was only RM49 after sale!

but i didn't buy it.

wanted to reallly bad, but i didn't.

what i did however is to prance around the shop 3 times, model and pose in front of the mirror and to 'tayang' it infront of hubby's face multiple times (with the hope that he will buy them for me)

and at the end of my session, i calmly placed them back, together with the RM 15 tights and RM 19 top.

and headed out of the shop without looking back.

and because of that, i went home and had nightmares.

all because?

i need to save.

Change.

2010-06-08T16:28:00.003+08:00

as i grow older and ~~wider~~ wiser, i realize that if i had one thing that i could change about myself, it would be my ~~weight~~ patience level.

i realize now, that in the 31 years that i have lived,and that along the way, i do not like to waste time. i initially thought it was a good thing, however now, i have started to realize that it is not really a good thing.

especially when i have 2 kids and a husband.

all these while, i have always been looking at things my way. and i get frustrated when people dont see the same way as i do. and that makes me blardy pissed and annoyed cos even when i explain, and expect them to understand, they still dont.

that is until i was exposed to the world of NLP.

NLP or neuro-linguistic-programming is good.

no, make it great.

i'm not gonna tell you in detail. go and google it.

but the point that i'm painfully trying to share is that, now, i realise that each person has their own model of the world.

and that i should't be a map invader, and force people to think like i do.

to respect how they see things, and how the manage their life.

and to be flexible so that communication will be better, with less input being loss due to the different filters each person has.

to learn to change my patterns, and to break bad habitual patterns that hurts me and my surrounding.

am i liking any of this?!

NO.

sigh. eventhough i know why, what and how..its still difficult like hell.

Cakap Berlapik.

2010-06-02T15:36:00.003+08:00

sometimes, i get really tired and cranky whenever i have to 'manage' or mince my words while talking to people.

i know that i should and that people would not appreciate being told point blank that they stink.

or that they are stoopid and therefore should just keep their mouth shut.

or that they are selfish, or just plain bitchy and that i don't really like them.

or that they have something in their nose, and whenever they breathe, the thing moves with the movement of air.

yuck.

but, having to 'lapik' or mince my words is really tiring, and time consuming as i would have to think and susun my words so that it doesn't come out wrong, for fear of hurting someone's feelings.

for eg, lets look back at the sentences above, and let me prove to you how difficult it is to 'cakap berlapik'

people would not appreciate being told point blank that they stink.

- "errr, i really like your new perfume. it's very musky and earthy. what brand is it?" or "did you hear about the promotion in Guardian? the Seba Med deodorants are on sale, and i just bought 3!"

(for this they might think that I am the one with BO.)

they are stoopid and therefore should just keep their mouth shut.

- "i beg your pardon? i don't quite get what you just said" (and repeat until u die). or "that is a very interesting idea, but the only thing is that i dont think it is feasable in Malaysia"

they are selfish, or just plain bitchy and that i don't really like them.

- for this one, i dont have any other ways but to just say it, or to just swallow what i really want to say.

they have something in their nose, and whenever they breathe, the thing moves with the movement of air.

- hmmm, this is a tricky one. using gestures (like wiping your nose multiple times, until they themselves unconsciously wipe theirs) or even using props like a handkerchief or tissue, and just passing it to them might help.

that is if you can swallow your vomit down and act like it doesn't gross u out by just looking.

so yes, and this is just the tip of the iceberg. ni belum lagi handling the "are you pregnant" questions or the "OMG, your breath stinks" or "err, you didn't zip your pants" issues.

sigh, penat la.

I Give Up, For Now

2010-05-30T10:30:00.000+08:00

Have been trying to wean Rashard off Boobies.

And its not goin on well.

He has been crying,I cry, we all get upset.

And the poor bub has been havin sleepless nights,as we all have.

Yesterday,he managed the whole day without Boobie.

And he was showing withdrawal syndromes! The poor baby.

By bedtime,all ran amok. By midnight,I was already crying cos he was crying.

And by 6am, I decided to throw the towel.

I gave up,and gave him what he wanted.

BOOBIES.

And we slept.

I think for now, I'll allow Boobie for bedtime.

I went to the Sex And The City Party!

2010-05-27T13:32:00.002+08:00

Huh?! I beg your pardon?!

2010-05-25T09:59:00.002+08:00

i am sick, yet again.

not really sick, but rather unwell.

you see, both the kids are unwell too.

Jasmine is down with a nasty chesty cough, whereas Rashard has a runny nose.

which he somehow enjoys licking.

anyhooo, since the kids are sick, Bonda decided to jump on the bandwagon.

not by choice that is.

By Saturday night, my head started to fill as though someone had been filling it with cotton wool.

and the best part?

we were planning to go to Genting on Sunday.

which we still did, eventhough i couldn't even lift up my head.

why? well, i didn't have the heart to dissapoint the lil missy.

so we went, but that is a different post all together (i ended up sleeping in Starbucks)

i digress.

so, by yesterday morning, as i was driving to the office, i kept on crying silently, as i didnt feel like going to work.

i just felt like lying down on the bed, wrapped in my quilt and sleeping.

with wads of tissue stuffed in my nose.

by the time i reached my office, my eyes had burned, my head throbbed and my throat feels like someone raked it.

hmmm could be Freddy from his new movie.

so, i decided to go to the doctor.

for fear that the doctor might sue me for slander, i will keep her name and clinic anonymous, at least for now.

there were so many people there, and all sick. or at least trying their level best to look sick.

others were happy sharing their germs and viruses and whatever evil-thinga-majig that they had by coughing/sneezing/wheezing in my face.

thanks. very 1Malaysian of you.

so, when it was my turn (by then i think i had contracted sooo many other illnesses, thanks to the people in the waiting room), i went in the doctors room.

her first question was,

What do you plan to do with your weight?!

err, what the fark did you just say?!

(obviously, due to my genteel upbringing, that didn't come out of my mouth, but rather screamed loudly in my head)

no wonder my head is screwed.

to which i replied, errr..yes, i promise to start exercising soon?

(since i didnt know whether it was a valid question, or just a 'friendly' how are you doing or a statement with the underlying meaning that you are tooo fat for words and just you alone can disturb the delicate balance of the cosmos, making it a catastrophe for you to be overweight.)

and her answer?

you should start to eat some diet pills.

Huh?! a doctor asking me to take diet pills?! instead of asking me to go on a balanced diet coupling it with regular exercise?

to which i said i can't as i am still breastfeeding.

which she replied

Huh?! how old is your boy?! 1.5 years and still breastfeeding?! should stop! soo long already. have you tried to stop him?

i said, yes, i have tried, but he refused.

and anyway, i plan to breastfeed until he turns 2, just like wat our Prophet said (this one hubby told me)

hah! sooo long! why you want to breastfeed that long. now difficult to stop, what more when he is 2? *shakes head, looks at me gravely*

in that case, you have to do Breast Enhancement Surgery after this.

i beg your pardon!?

she repeated.

in my head, what the fark, again.

she said "you breastfeed, then your boobs becomes lembek. not nice. do the surgery."

anyways, you have to do it, or not your husband will run away. laki memang tak boleh percaya.

stylo or not my doctor?!

i just nodded, for fear that if i opened my mouth, a lorryful of what the farks might fall on her.

well, i got my meds, got my MC and she diagnosed that i might have chronic bronchitis.

and not to forget, lembek boobs.

oh, and to her statement that men cannot be trusted, i think, if ever Zul decides to leave me due to my lembek/soft&sagging boobs, i'll just use my boobs to whack him.

i can imagine already in the police report, "battered using soft, blunt object"

Testing.

2010-05-24T14:49:00.000+08:00

Am trying to post this using my BabyBerry.

Nak juling bijik mata typing this.

But good to know that if an idea comes,I can jot it down,rather thab losing it in my memory bank.

So,let's test this out!

500.

2010-05-19T10:28:00.003+08:00

picture from power house museum[dot]com

this is my 500th post.

i started as a pengecut-pahit-buta-IT blogger and blossomed into a not-so-pengecut-pahit-but-still-buta-IT blogger.

have made and met great friends along the way.

read and shared stories of joy, sadness, loss and laughter.

as well as good buys and warehouse updates!

started with a blog concentrating only on me and Jasmine, and now with the addition of Rashard.

and to tell you the truth, whenever i feel blue and down, i re-read my old posts, and smile or cry at my memories.

look back at old pictures that i posted (and wished that i didn't put on soo much weight along the way)

felt sorry for the fights and angry word, but never regretting, as it shaped me to whom i am today.

this blog became the link between my lil princess's growing up updates to her God Momma who was in London at that time.

and this blog became a haven where i could pour my feelings, fears, anger and a place for solitude.

and of course where i know the people that matters most to me would always be here, reading silently, and knowing what i feel.

so, cheers to this blog, and i pray to Allah Almighty for many more posts to come.

Amin.

Blessed.

2010-05-17T14:29:00.002+08:00

with my new babies.

fresh from Camarillo, California.

oooo, you see the patent?! i like!

and hubby bought me my much needed Berry.

but being the butaIT person that i am, saya masih terkial-kial trying to familiarize my self.

but enjoying along the way.

me a happy cookie.

IRB - i love thee

2010-05-13T15:40:00.003+08:00

just received a special letter in the mail today.

i usually do receive mail, but it will usually consist of ~~fan mail~~, BILLS, BILLS and more BILLS.

however, today i manage to get a surprise in the mailbox!

a letter from IRB with these magic words..

BAYARAN BALIK CUKAI TERLEBIH BAYAR/PEMBAYARAN BALIK LEBIHAN KREDIT CUKAI

wohoo!

i mean, getting back $$ from IRB is nice.

(cos all this while, they have been happily taking my money and spending on nonsense like the world's longest popiah or some othe crap like that. baik beli Aldo!)

so, now awaiting for my cheque.

all i have to do now is to figure out what i can spend the money on.

*rubs hands gleefully*

Double Defeat.

2010-05-03T15:10:00.002+08:00

i went to the Zara sale.

and i bought.

like there is no tomorrow.

dammit.

mossimo dutti, zara, pull and bear.

am now hiding in a cave.

i dont trust myself.

*sheesh*

Defeat.

2010-04-29T14:21:00.001+08:00

i readily admit that i was defeated yesterday.

by the Metrojaya warehouse sale.

and on the drive back home, i was already conjuring justifications for each and every item that i bought.

like the perfume that i know daddy would like for his birthday.

or the moisturizer that would benefit mom.

or the tons of Loreal Elseve hair treatment products that would (hopefully) revive my lion-king-dried-as-the-tundra hair.

and the cute panties that suits Jasmine.

or the Gap rompers that is soooo adorable for Rashard.

or that H&M paisley dress that would look smashing on Jasmine.

and the long sleeve-uglee-purple-coloured Hannah Montana tee that she hugged-me-til-i-couldn't-breathe-cos-she-loves-it-so-much-because-its-Hannah-Montana that i know will win me brownie points with Jasmine.

and the Cars-cutout-shape bath mat that would make Rashard go 'broom-broom'.

and not to forget the cosmetics that i could use to divert Jasmine's attention from my collection.

and yet today, my heart is singing the Zara theme song.

and i know for a fact, even after sending the car for its scheduled servicing, the alignment of the tyres will be moving towards Atria.

even if i have a Gamin or Gremlin or watever you call that irritating-i-know-the-road-so-you-just-follow-my-irritating-robotic-voice gadget, it will malfunction and direct me to Atria.

so how?!

Jasmine says the darndest thing V2.0

2010-04-28T16:29:00.003+08:00

this smart girl always suprises me with her intelligence, alhamdulillah.

like yesterday, she was playing with my phone. so i told her not to, as the phone is unwell.

(apparently, my phone heard the rumour about her being slowly phased out, and therefore, she is throwing a hissy fit on me by NOT performing! i cant slide it, cos if i do, the screen will turn white. and then i cant hear anything. sheesh)

aaaanywayyyss.

when i told her that, she conviniently ignored me.

which in turn, made me say it again, albeit slightly louder.

i said, "Bonda said don't play with my phone!"

she calmly turned to me, cocked her head and said in the tone of a teacher-explaining-to-her-dimwit-student

"Bonda, i'm a kid, i play things."

can ah, like that?!

*smacks forehead*

The Demons Beckons.

2010-04-27T09:46:00.002+08:00

the demons are back.

and this time, since it has been a long time since i had to face them, the urge and pull seems stronger than ever.

i break into cold sweat whenever i think about them.

currently there are 2 evil demons.

and i am blardy afraid of both.

how do i tackle and banish them from my life?

i have prayed and asked Allah for strength.

and he has given to me, only that this weak mortal doesn't know how to sustain it.

sigh.

see, am trembling at the mere thought of the demons.

can you help?!

how do i banish:

Metrojaya Warehouse Sales

Zara, Mossimo Dutti and Pull & Bear Warehouse Sales

from ruining my life and sucking away my savingssssssssssssssssss!!!!!

and the best part?

both are a few days apart.

owh, and there is also the RSH warehouse sale nicely lodged at the end.

pundex!

and here i am, trying to save money for a house.

and these demons taunt and tease me....

i keep on telling myself that i dont need anything, and yet i could actually come up with this list:

daddy's birthday present - a lovely mossimo dutti shirt would do the trick
mama's mother's day present - a zara top or pants? or a perfume from Metro?
rashard's sneakers - the poor baby's shoes are all outgrown, and RSH has great bargains
bonda needs new tops, pronto
we need new errr....anything!?
and errr...........

okay okay, only number 1 to 3 makes perfect sense.

therefore, i definately have to go right!?

Updates.

2010-04-26T16:09:00.003+08:00

i have been very lax in updating my blog.

there are so many times where i have drafted posts in my head, only to have them all vanish due to old age.

haha.

life has been good, Allah has blessed us with so many blessings these few months.

the kids are great, with the sudden sniffles and coughs, but yet, still thankful that they are well enough to create havoc last weekend when bibik was away for her monthly leave.

the house looked similar like Gurney Drive on a low tide.

especially, thanks to Rashard who loves playing with my shoes.

yeah, maybe he will be the next Jimmy Choo.

(hey, a mother can dream!)

last weekend was spent in Malacca with family...we for once, became tourists in Malacca! we went for the whole monty:

sight-seeing in and around A-Famosa
cendol and nyonya laksa in Jonker Street
Shopping in the eerrr...cant remember the name of the place..but it was opposite the big ship..
wanted to go on the cruise, but it rained, so we had to cut short the session
aaa, Jasmine managed to ride the 'benca' (beca)
seafood in Umbai

it was a great session! will be uploading the photos soon.

as for me, a close friend of mine is a bit under the weather..

so babe, am praying hard for your recovery, and pls know i am here if you need anything.

So Many Things To Say

2010-04-16T09:53:00.002+08:00

but so damn lazy to write.

err i mean type.

re-realised about having idiotic fools in the family.

managing Rashard's i-dont-want-to-eat mengalahkan diet Kate Moss.

handling Jasmine dramatic way of appreciating her surroundings.

eg: Bonda, adik is sooooo cute! i cannot tahan. he is soooo cute that i can't keep him out of my head. i have to slap myself so that i don't think about how cute adik is!

ya, anak saya sungguh dramatic. any director interested to cast her in your production?!

and ya, anak saya comel. they got it from me. my genes.

haha.

there are so much more that i need to share.

but later.

lazy.

236 - pictures

2010-04-09T10:54:00.002+08:00

236.

2010-04-08T13:17:00.002+08:00

thats the room number Rashard was in during his 3 days 2 nights vacation in Damansara Specialist Hospital.

the poor baby was down with fever last week, so i took him to our Paed Dr Junina, which gave hime Augmentin and others as his meds.

my stoopid brain started to recall something about Augmentin.

didn't realize it until i came home and checked in my notebook.

(no, not laptop, but rather my trusty notebook. ya, saya sangat old-skool)

aaaah, Jasmine is allergic to Augmentin. hope Rashard will not be.

after 3 days of eating the meds, he got better.

but then, he started to get diarrhea on Saturday.

During Seth's birthday party in Kidszports Bangsar.

and the best part?

he pooped right out his diapers.

pants all smeared.

(hahhaha..i know some of you are making faces right now)

and even better?

bibik forgot to pack his diapers/wipes/extra clothing.

syook ah?!

had to 'pow' a pull up pants from Seth, and rush with hubby and Rashard to buy him a new pair of pants.

and of all the places, it had to be in Bangsar Village.

sure mahal, right!?

sigh.

but luckily, moi, the recessionista managed to get him a pair of jeans for only RM20!

Allah is nice to me.

anyways, i digress.

so, on Sunday evening, we realized that there were red rashes on his tummy.

and even more on Monday morning.

called the pead, and she quickly told us to bring him to the hospital.

Dr Dato' Musa was to be his paed.

to be honest, i felt totally intimidated everytime i see and (try to) talk to him.

saya sangat takut.

dunno why.

alhamdulillah, blood test were ok.

and it was Rosealla, due to a virus attack.

so now the baby boy is okay, but still not eating well.

pray for his complete recovery, okay?!

as for the Bonda, she is very tired. and sleepy.

Seething..

2010-03-31T10:02:00.003+08:00

pics courtesy of animators unite

how can some people be soooo insensitive?

how i wish i can just shake her, slap her or even slam dunk her.

wow, that would be a great feeling.

gosh woman, you are soooo stoopid.

shallow, only thinking about beauty and trying to beautify your body.

aren't you worried that your brain is half empty?!

pathetic.

and i pity the kids.

to have someone like you.

they must have wished a nicer new place to get love.

alas, they got you.

sheesh.

borrowing P.Ramlee's phrase,

Bodoh Macam Kerbau!

i soooo do not have any respect for you.

and i don't even dislike you.

because dear, dislike is an emotion.

and with you, i don't have any.

Scared Sheet

2010-03-29T10:21:00.003+08:00

for the past few days, i have been scared thinking about money.

wondering, will we be able to afford to buy the house that we like?

and what if half way through, we struggle?

(what if half way thru i have the constant urge to go on a shopping spree and i dont have money to buy anything!!?)

and that i might just bite my own hand to stop the urge!?

we have already found a place that i can imagine my children growing up.

actually we found 2.

one has sprawling greenery surrounding us, with a lot of land for the kids to run and play, but i dont really fancy the area.

the other is very nice, with a lot of rich people surrounding us.

guess which one caught my fancy?

haha. yes, i am a snob.

but then again, that is why i am scared.

momma is ~~forcing~~ asking me to sell off some of my bags and shoes.

gasp!

how can you separate a mother with her babies!

sigh.

some of my friends are already 'chop-ing' some of my bags.

but how much should i charge!?

and my shoes?

OMG, i can just die thinking about this.

hubby is being mean, he said he is only allowing a fraction of our storage space for my bags and shoes.

evil.

Carrie didn't have to put up with this. MR Big even made her a HUMONGOUS shoe closet.

sheesh.

so yes, am NOT looking forward for this, but will have to start sorting out my stuff and slowly letting them go.

how do i know which one should i let go?

should i keep the Tod's bag, or should i sell?! how about my Gucci slip ons?!

but i'm gonna be VERY selective to whom i shall pass my babies to.

well, who knows, maybe, by the end of the clearing session, i might have space to get new babies!

*now me happier!*

Giddy-up Horsey!

2010-03-26T11:39:00.002+08:00

Jasmine enjoying her horseback riding session in Kiara Club last Sunday morning.

this lil missy was excited the night before, and the lil cokodoks slept over at my brother's house, so that they can wake up early to go horsey-horsey.

just look at her action on her horse!

she is really looking forward for her rides again.

sigh. that means more money. from daddy.

pengsan the daddy.

2010-03-24T15:00:00.002+08:00

not all are mine.

one is for a good sister of mine, and another is for my momma-in-law.

hubby bought one for princapessa as well, but cant seem to find the ~~bag~~ picture.

ya, saya memang gila.

a good friend of mine said this the other day:

"Donn, as much as i love you, you need to stop spending."

sheesh, what made her have that idea?

but worry not, am embarking on a new adventure, so now i have a point to channel my shopping urges.

pray hard for me people.

I Am Bursting

2010-03-23T11:29:00.002+08:00

i have a secret that i want to share.

but scared to share just in case i might jinx it.

yet am bursting trying to keep it to myself.

i might just pop soon.

oh, how i wish i could talk to my girlfriends.

i hate this.

Choosing Sides

2010-03-22T15:51:00.000+08:00

Am outside in the car and listening to Mix.fm. they are discussing a rather interesting topic in their breakfast show today.

Who should you choose? Your immediate family or your parents?

This man, Mr Ching, who called in is asking for advice as his wife is giving him an ultimatum. Choose between her and the children, or choose his mother.

Hmm.

Someone said that it is a no brainer. That it is an emotional blackmail.

Well, it made me stop and think. It reminded me of bils issure, but that wasn’t even the same level as what this tormented man is facing.

But I saw how depressed hubby was.

And how unhappy I was.

And that was only the brother.

You are actually now talking about the mother, the person who would die for you,

If you ask me, I would choose mama in a blink.

And yet, if hubby were to choose his mom, he would definitely break my heart.

Therefore, you are not supposed to choose.

Irregardless if you hate your mother-in-law’s guts.

I know I would kill my brothers if they chose their wife over my momma.

But balancing it is a different ballgame all together.

Nobody is saying that it would be easy.

Jealousy would be the initial spark, followed closely by anger. Or maybe not anger, but geram-ness.

And if not being addressed, it can turn nasty, be gangrenous, and can cause you to lose a limb.

How do I know this?

Well, hubby bought a handbag for both his mother and princapessa.

I should be proud yes? To have a hubby as loving as him.

Yes I am. But he didn’t get one for me.

I had to pay for my own.

And yes, hati saya memang busuk.

Because the handbags that we are discussing about now is from ALDO.

I doubt mil knows about ALDO. Sigh.

Why didn’t he pay for mine?

Because he asked me to choose between the handbag, or a bunch of cash.

A no brainer right?!

Why chose a handbag that is only 10% of what you can get, right?!

And I was nice about it, I even chose which handbag for whom.

And no, no perasaan hasad dengki going around. I chose the nicest.

Yes, I did.

So yeah.

Tapi due to a tad bit of initial jealousy, I bought some for myself.

Yes, some.

Don’t ask how much. It was dirt cheap.

Some for me to keep, some for friends’ birthdays that will be due soon.

So now, I am happy J

Rollercoaster

2010-03-19T08:32:00.003+08:00

somehow, i have been experiencing a rollercoaster ride thanks to my hormones.

or am i going insane?!

at one time, i feel like i am on top of the world, surrounded with loved ones and blessings.

at another time, i feel like slapping the bitches that i have to endure day in and day out.

and most of the time, slapping myself too.

whyyyyy la!?

work wise is not motivating me, even though i am involved in a new project.

i need to cut out some no-good-sucking-me-of-my-positive-energy people surrounding me, and not care anymore.

since they never care about you, why bother, right?!

and surround myself with things that will make me happy again.

i even went gallivanting into Aldo yesterday, and walked out empty handed.

*gasp*

eventhough there was this gorgeous electric blue handbag that was reaching out to me, pleading me to take it home.

sorry, Mr Blue, my heart just can't take it. I will bring you home maybe next ~~week~~ time.

i even turned down hubby's offer for Baskins.

*double gasp*

and settled for McDonald's chocolate fudge sundae.

eventhough i was the one who brought Jasmine to get her Cotton Candy cone.

i guess my body is confused, as inside i am cursing and angry, but on the outside i am acting as though everything is fine and dandy.

now i think i understand how Azi felt.

so yes, my heart is confused.

the only way to make it better is to have an affair.

and i asked hubby for permission.

and he said okay.

yeah, hubby is very sporting. i guess he understands his wife best.

i guess after knowing me for 11 years, he knows that i am the type that cannot be pinned down.

and i guess he loves me soooooo damn much that he would sacrifice his own happiness for mine.

but i promised him that the affair would be brief.

and that no matter how explosive the affair would be, he will always have the upper hand.

and i am a fair wife.

i chose someone that he knows.

and he is even more comfortable with that.

and i promised him that this is just a phase, and that he is my life.

so, hubby relented.

i just have to keep it from the kids, for fear that my new affair might scare them.

will be tough to juggle all at once, but im doing this for my sanity.

don't judge me. if my husband is okay with this, why should you be disturbed?

am not asking you to do the same.

i mean, if you get happy by buying things, or meditating or going for a holiday, then fine.

but i choose to have an affair.

huh? am i not worried about ruining my marriage?

nope. why should i? hubby said its fine.

worried what others might say?

nope. never have and never will.

what would the society react to this?

hmmm, some fanfare i guess. cos the person is quite well known, you can say that he is a public figure.

who?

i dunno whether you might recognise him, but here he is.

excuse the hair, this is before the makeover i have planned for him.

i mean, to be in an affair with me, you gotta look good.

pic thanx to lintcoat.com

actually, i wanted to marry him, but as a Muslim, i can't have 2 husbands.

so, am settling for an affair.

good enough for me!

what, tak percaya ka?!

See Rashard....

2010-03-17T09:19:00.003+08:00

make eyes!

i am a terrible mother.

there are soooo many photos that i should have posted in both this blog and facebook, but like i said, i have been soooooooo lazy to do so.

theres the photos from PD, then the photos from Dany&Adyan's birthday party, and photos that were snapped at home.

sigh.

pejam celik pejam celik, the lil kiddo is already 15 months, with a growing vocabulary and curly wurly hair!

still havin trouble eating, he seems not interested in eating much, much to my dismay.

unlike jasmine who is an eating machine.

aiyoo.

will upload the photos soon. shouldn't procrastinate any longer.

I hate having to choose

2010-03-16T20:34:00.002+08:00

i never thought that house hunting would be this hard.

and just imagine, this is only the beginning!

was happily considering one of the options which is surrounded by greenery, only to be spooked by this article that i read in today's Star newspaper.

(it says that the other 'place' that had the break-ins also had shrubery surrounding the area, therefore more place for the orang jahat(bad people) to hide.)

and the two places are within the same area!

aiyoo. then how?!

well, now i am blardy spooked. and the best thing is that the reason i want to stay in a condo is because of the 'so called' security.

apa sudah jadi ni?!

well, pray hard for me, as there is another unit that we will be viewing this friday night.

and this condo has a high level of security, or so i have been told.

the only set back is that it is overlooking the 'orang asli's' bungalows.

and that they tend to have loud parties, once in a while.

(waaa...org asli sure know how to ROCK!!)

so, lets see how it goes...

wish me luck people!

Marathon

2010-03-15T09:09:00.003+08:00

Weekends are usually the highlight of the lil-missy's life.

you see, that is the only time we take her to the mall.

yes, she is only 5, and yet her epitome of a good time is in the mall.

and yes, i take the blame bcoz when she was much younger, we spend everyday (after picking her up at the nursery) in either the Curve, Ikano or Ikea.

So yes, she more or less thinks that the mall in her second home.

Since we don't do that anymore, she really looks forward for the weekend.

her usual was of checking will be,

today is what day? Wednesday? Oh, means got Thursday, Friday and then YAY!!!

and to make it worse (?) is that her ballet sessions is in Kidzsports 1 Utama.

so, every Saturday, we will be in Kidzsports 1 Utama, where she will start her ballet at 11, then sambung playing session from 12 until ~~Bonda starts screaming~~ she is tired.

last Saturday looks similar to the numerous Saturdays, except that we planned to go view some Condo units after her class, around 2pm.

Which we did. will post about that in another post.

after that, on the way back, i casually mentioned to hubby that FOS was having their clearance sale in Ikano. and that Sunday would be the last day.

FOS + Hubby = HAPPY

(hubby loves going to FOS. he will be browsing around, trying things, and he will even drive us to Maju Junction, just to go and check out the FOS there. weird.)

at first hubby said he wanted to go home first, and maybe go to Ikano after maghrib. fine by me.

but he drove straight to Ikano. which i didn't say anything. i mean, why stop him when he wants to go shop?! (meaning i can selit a few stuff for myself as well! yay!)

we did go to Ikano. the sale was ok-ok, but then again, it was already the second last day in the period of 2 weeks.

managed to get some shorts (pinky - in FOS retailing at RM 19, at the sale RM 10!) and hubby got tshirts at RM9!

jasmine was a happy clam as we got her a pair of red sneakers for RM15.

so Rashard, nothing for you this time.

after hauling our goods, the lil missy decided that she was hungry.

and she wants sushi.

i was thinking of trying out this new place in the curve. The garden. looks gorgeous! but no, she wanted to have Ramen instead.

sigh.

so, after her Ramen, she wanted ice cream. Baskin robbins to be exact!

adoi, does she think that the restaurants in the Curve are a buffet line?!

ok, daddy said ok for ice cream.

then, after that she wants to play. and she wanted to ride those battery operated cars.

and the daddy let her do so, not once, but 3 rounds!

Rashard's case was sooo cute, since he couldn't drive and press the pedal to make the car go, his was remote control operated!!! :)

and then, she wanted to play at the playground. nasib baik it was free.

and by then, daddy had enough. he said it was time to leave.

my kaki was on the verge of coming out of its sockets!

so, we walked back to the car, but lo and behold! daddy needs to stop by Tesco.

WHAT!?

so yes, we stopped by Tesco for some stuff, and by the time we got home it was 2130hrs.

9.30pm! and we left the house that morning at 10am!

*my feet hurt*

Jasmine's Theory

2010-03-11T11:16:00.003+08:00

yesterday, while watching tv, she decided to grace us all with her theory (which is verified true)

if you kentut (fart) with sound, means there is no smell. but if you kentut without sound, sure smelly!

ha!

eureka!

hand over the nobel prize, we certainly have a winner here!

Just Admit it Already!

2010-03-10T12:35:00.002+08:00

sheesh.

hubby is still vehemently denying that he has an offshore account.

jahat gila.

i mean, what's the purpose of getting married if you don't want to share the wealth?!

and i am slowly getting depressed coz all of the condos that i like in the market is waaaay beyond our miniscule budget.

and no, he wont give me his password for the offshore account.

i mean, with my annual free ticket, i can easily fly to Switzerland or off to Colombia in order to sign them release papers from his account.

and even with this (i would call) facility pun he is refusing to admit the fact.

and actually it is for his own children!

and i even used the most famous phrase when it comes to money "Kalau you keep your money pun, bila mati bukannya boleh tanam sekali!"

nope, he refused to budge.

he keeps calling me a delusional woman.

he says it must be from the hormonal imbalance since i'm due for my period any day now.

actually 2 days ago.

sheet.

must be the stress.

but then again, i digress.

so yeah, i am studying some Russian torturing techniques so that he will talk.

and also am reading and watching more spy/mastermind-kinda books/movies so i can learn a thing or two.

sigh.

til then, i guess i will just have to concentrate on the condos which match our budget.

*am depressed*

i'm turning into a softie.

2010-03-09T09:38:00.002+08:00

all of my friends know that i am not an R&B freak.

some songs even makes my head pound.

so, it was a shocker to my girlfriends when i told them that i am going for the Babyface concert.

(you can actually see the disbelief in their faces when i told them)

but hey, if you get it for free, why not?!

(then you can see the disbelief turn into errr, envy?! disgust?!)

you see, they feel that i dont deserve it.

and yes, i do agree with them.

the reason why i went for the concert is because i got them tickets for free from MIX FM!!!!

manage to get 2 tickets worth RM 252. wohoo!

how? by requesting an S.O.S in their website. was doin it for fun, sekali got a call, and BAM! i get free tickets! wohoo!

so, i went.

and i enjoyed myself.

the only thing i was pissed was because:

malaysians are blardy tardy. stoopid. if it is stated that the concert starts at 8, pls be in the hall before 8. not 8.3o!
because me and hubby were good enough to be in the hall before 8, we were 'strip-searched' by the security people. apparently, you are not allowed to bring in your cameras. so hubby had to go back to the car to keep it. and the best part?! the late-comers were BLATANTLY carrying their cameras into the hall. FukketyFudge!

hahhhh.

yeah, i guess, the next time i go to a concert, i'll just do the same as the rest.

hey, if you can't beat them, join them!

(eeeee...i hate it when that happens!)

took some photos of us together before the show.

will update soon.

in the mean time, i'll just zone in to my Babyface songs...and further make yatt green in envy.

2010-03-06T14:38:00.002+08:00

Yesterday was damn syook.

will update once i fall off the babyface cloud.

Roadside Drama

2010-03-04T09:19:00.002+08:00

i was about to leave mom's house after sending Bibik and Rashard when i saw this man, with salt and pepper hair, carrying his laptop bag and wearing office attire, huffing and puffing, waking fast past mom's house.

weird.

why weird?

because usually the office people would walk heading the OTHER way.

(mom's place is just behind 1Utama and the IBM Tower)

and he looked as though he was trying to get away from something without running.

hmmm...

anywas, i took longer than usual to ensure that all my bags were in place, to call upon bibik to pass Rashard's shoe (yes, he likes to take off 1, dunno why) and to find where i ~~campak-ed~~ placed my handphone.

which makes me wonder, should i get a blackberry? or should i get myself one of those NOKIA smart phones?!

but for the love of ALLAH, i am sooo buta IT, that even the current phone that i have, i have never used the internet on it.

even the mobile blog application pun i dunno how to use. bodo kan?!

i dont really like the blackberry as the screen is a tad to small for my liking if i were to use it to browse the net.

and no, i am not inclined to iPhones. too canggih for my fancy. not to mention too expensive. baik splurge on a Prada, yes??!

oh, sorry. i digress.

back to the mysterious guy.

as i was driving out towards the exit, there was a backlog of cars in front of the security post.

wtf!? since when jam kat sini?

after being patient for 2 minutes (hey, patience is one of my STRENGTHS!!), i decided to be a kay poh chee.

"Friend, what happened?"

"Alo kakak, got fight fight la" said the security Abishek-look-alike-heartthrob-of-the-surrounding-bibiks.

"Really? Apa pasal? Where?"

but before he could answer my question, he was summoned by the supervisor to help channel the flow of cars on the opposite lane.

and as i was following this new flow, only then could i see what the drama was.

there, in plain sight of everyone, there is an adegan 'tarik-menarik tangan' where, there is this wife, who was standing and pulling the hand of the husband (the mysterious man) who was seated in a taxi.

and the taxi was stopped at the MIDDLE of the ROAD!

her car was just beside the taxi.

therefore the jam.

and eventhough ~~a small trailer~~ cars could still manage to squeeze through the side of the taxi, everyone decided to enjoy the show.

biasala, Malaysian.

and yes, it was a show coz the wife (who looked as big as Hulk Hogan himself, even with the blond sunkissed hair!) was trying to pull the husband (who was as big as a 15 year old-undernourished boy, but with premature greying hair) out of the taxi while screaming threats and obscenities.

and the husband refused to budge. i guess eventhough he is small, he is the epitome of wat P. Ramli says "Tulang besi, urat dawai"

so, that was the drama.

and alot of people actually stopped their cars (even on the opposite side of the road!) to enjoy the free morning show.

sheesh!

as for me, i drove straight ahead (i have to admit, i kept on checking my rear-view mirror a few times) ...

waaa...kalau nak fight fight pun, ketepi lah sikit kak Hulk Hogan.

malu tau.

and owh, someone is going on a date with hubby!!! where to?! Babyface's concert!!!!

Bags Galore!!!

2010-03-03T12:42:00.005+08:00

Sold!

one of my girlfriends just came back from New York with a load full of bags.

And yes, she is selling some of them.

And no, this time i didn't get any.

errr...actually i did, initially, but hubby made me give it back.

why? errr..because of the Adoption of Aldo's the other day. Of the 4 Aldos.

So yes, hubby said it was too much.

party pooper. ppbbbttthhh.

so, i actually sold mine to a close friend. cos i'd rather her have it than anyone else.

(and that maybe once in a while i can borrow it from her *winks)

so, yes, if you are interested, holler.

it's blardy cheap, and it's guaranteed authentic.

psssst - i might be going to Babyface's concert this Friday! wohoo!