Slow Day

So I finally caught Pirates of the Carribean. Wasn't very impressed at all. Okie, so it did have its funny moments, but I think it really tired too hard. The funny bits weren't extremely funny, the exciting bits weren't extremely exciting. Overall, rather boring I thought. It didn't keep me on edge. Lacked the ohmph. Not as good as the first one. The whole show just seemed .... tired. And no, I wasn't tired when I watched it. We got a free popcorn though, and it was the first time dearest hubby and I shared one. :)

My lovely expensive tods slippers gave me a whole totally new experience the other day. Humpty Dumpty couldn't have a better fall. Damn. Now my bottom hurt even more *sob*. I guess when it rains, wear Burkies. :P

Went to have a haircut, and was told to return quickly because baby was howling his little head off. *sigh* If it were me mum, she would have handled it all right. Was told I would get a scolding for disappearing for so long. :( And that led to above incident. :( :( Wanted to do my hair treatment too, but didn't have time. *sigh*

Missed my anime.

Sad sad sad

Man ... I'm depressed. Got to wait for godknowswhen for next episode of the anime. :(

I'd rather be ... my baby's meme

1. I'd rather be lying on the bed than on the floor. (baby falling down, again)

2. I'd rather be drinking milk than water. (tub water)

3. I'd rather be heard than seen. (cry-baby)

4. I'd rather be standing than sitting. (especially after poos)

5. I'd rather be pulling mummy's hair out than daddy's. (better grip)

:) From Xena

Me? I'd rather be at home watching animes than anything else. But I've finished all there are, and the next episode is like ... one month away? *sigh* :( :( :(

So the exciting times of baby last week:

1. Fell off bed in the middle of the night.

2. Fell off hubby's chair.

3. Fell flat on his face while trying to pull himself to stand.

Humpty Dumpty couldn't break that record!

Walkie Talkie

We got my boy a walker after all. I brought him over to my neighbour's place and let him try out the walker and he was absolutely delighted. How can we deprive him of some fun in life? Furthermore, he's too heavy and it's good to let him walk a bit. :P

So boy oh boy went a zooming everywhere today, backwards of course. While we were having lunch at the dining table, we waved to him and he got very excited and retreated even further. Of course he wasn't too happy, and wanted to sit at the table with us. And now that he's ever slightly mobile, he's starting to grab things off shelves. Duh.

Ah well.

Fifteen hours of anime all day. I win Wen hands down. Had a headache the next day. Latest liking: Kyou Kara Maou. Loved it! Well, the plot isn't exactly the greatest, but it's so comical, and there're really pretty characters. Hahah. It's hard to find good animes nowadays. Read more about it here.

I got HM interested in Mushishi too. Heh. Hmmm, it's amazing what wikipedia has.

I am so immersed in the Japanese Langauge now. Perhaps I should do some revision. :)

Water water everywhere

Damn I'm so thirsty!

1 cup of cold lemonade, 2 cups of milo and lots of soup and I'm still so very thirsty. Hmm ... maybe I should drink plain water. Heh heh. :P

My obsession with ants have come to a head. Now I see them, now I spray, then I wipe. Managed to strike out one group, but after a while, another group emerged, following another trail. I am soo pissed. So I sprayed again and I really felt like screaming. Ants everywhere! Arrgh.

Of course I am careful to make sure that dear baby is out of the way when I launch my missiles offensive. However, once there was a tiny cockroach running around the table and I totally freaked out. Armed with the spray can, I stalked the monster with care, and when it emerged suddenly, I gave it all I could. Phhhsssssst. The missiles landed everywhere. Yay, I got it too. Sprayed ten thousand tons of chemical warfare on it to make sure it died. Heh. And oh dear, I got the chemical on the table and on baby's toys too. Hubby dearest wasn't amused at all. Nerve poison, ya. :( Had to wash all the toys and even stuff them in the washing machine. :P I wanted to wait for hubby to return home to clear up the corpse, but he was so late and I was afraid the ants would claim the prize, so finally I gingerly picked it up in lots of tissue, squeezed it for good measure, and threw it down the bin. I so hate cockroaches!

Watched ten episodes of Jyu Oh Sei, but brother didn't have the final episode. Read the reviews, and am no longer sure I'm that keen to catch the last one. Hmm. Good animes are hard to come by. I loved the Japanese Classic Horror Stories though, they're so different! Then again, I always love those classic horror stories. They can be pretty frightening. I remembered I once read a short horror story called Smee. It was so good and really frightening. I read it in a dark and gloomy celler, below the then National Library, once upon a time when I was temping there. Brrrr. Can't find that book again though. Vanished.

Smee is a story about hide and seek, where there was an extra person when they played, and one less person when they ended (I think). Smee was short for It's me. I can't remember most of the story now, but I can remember that one really gave an icy feeling down my spine. Definitely not one story to remember right now, especially I'm all alone.

Baby is happily sleeping. The pacifier works wonders. Heh. This morning, he was happily playing with his toys. After a while, when I checked on him, I found paper stuffed in his mouth. Duh. Had to dig out the wet paper from the roof of his mouth, and he was definitely not pleased that I was stealing his gold again. Can not leave my eyes off him. Duh.

Can't wait to watch my animes again. Such a fluke. After four days. The files were corrupted. :(

PPL was quite reluctant to lend me her girl's walker after all. Oh well, I guess not everyone are as nice as our neighbours. I think we're spoilt by them. Gosh, they are nicer than some of my friends. It's a wake up call actually, and it makes me think who my friends truely are. The neighbour girl is still using the walker, perhaps we might wait, perhaps we might get one ourselves. I really didn't want to waste money getting a walker, but if there's no choice, then we'll have to get one. Baby loves to stand, and he's so eager, what right do I have to stop him? *sigh* Some babies skip the crawling part, looks like my boy is doing just that. :P He got a big butt.

Life is still difficult. I have gotten into a bad habit of spending money and it's quite hard to stop cold turkey. *sigh* But not being able to go out equals to not spending money, so I guess that works out fine. I should really start jogging again. And swimming, and really do some yoga at home. :X *bleah*

Now? I think I just want to sleep. :P

Observations of the week

Quite a few things have happened this week. I had wanted to write earlier, but got caught up in spider. Damn quite addictive. Hah.

Sitting at the back of a lorry was pretty exciting. I don't understand why my younger brother is scared of it. Doesn't he have balls? Duh. I loved the wind in my face, and I could see a couple of stars. Bumps on the road get exaggerated, and you could stare at people in their cars. So there I was in my dirty pants and expensive tods slippers, hanging on tightly to the wooden seat. Baby got the front aircon of course, and he didn't seem to miss me, even when I knocked on the glass and wave wildly at him. :(

I was rather upset for the past few days. But it's wonderful what a few durians could do to you. Nevermind that they were a little unripe. My father and his wonderful nose. He sniffed out the good ones, and was so confident in his nose that he didn't get the seller to cut up the durians. The fussy princess rejected two, heh heh. But the ones which were ripe were very good. And it really warms me that my father delivered the durians to me. We ate them together, and none for baby this time. He gets super hyper and jumpy after durians!

Life really changes after one has a baby. When was the last time I had lunch or dinner with my galfriends? They're all too busy for me, and I for them. And a married woman with a baby probably makes boring talk too. I missed the dim sum lunches and the yoga. Ha, wished my friends would quickly get married and have a baby then we can hang out together and talk shop. :P Perhaps it's time to make new friends, like Wen and her doggy friends, but I guess I'm a difficult person to make friends with. :P

Baby loves standing up now. Why lie down when he can sit up? Why sit up when he can stand? Oh yeah, baby dearest would grab my shirt and trys to pull himself up, failing which, he'll look at you with the most adorable eyes and keeps trying and you just have to give him a hand. He can stand unsupported by me, just holding on the the sofa or table. And he can stand for a loooong time. I'll be asking around my friends if they can loan me a walker. PPL seems rather agreeable. Thank goodness. Walkers are such a waste of money otherwise.

Dear hubby has the cutest of baby's photo as his wallpaper in his computer in his office. Anyone who sees the photo all exclaim how cute and beautiful he is. Heh heh. One day a pregnant lady saw it, and really went gaga. She went a clicking of her tongue as she gazed upon the picture. Erm, don't we only do that to the real McCoy?

I must remember to serve my dear hubby when we get home. And not just eat my food which my parents got for me and ignore hubby who wants to watch TV. Oh yes, even if he's glued to the TV and no matter how much I call out to him which he doesn't reply, I must still get his food and bring them to him. Otherwise his mother would say I never take care of him, and only care for my own hunger. Oh yes, one must put up a good show in front of his mother. But you know what? I don't give a damn. From someone who never even give me a single gift when we got married, or when I had a baby, from someone who was pretty reluctant to take care of baby, from someone who complained that I had to work late, like it's my choice, and am not taking care of baby. I say, BAH.

Oh yes, there I was eating the grapes that sis-in-law brought, and she said I must leave some for hubby, but I know my guy doesn't like grapes, for they are too sickenly sweet for his throat, and I said so, and suddenly ... oooh, I've become the evil wife who wants all the grapes for herself and none for her precious son which means I don't care for him!

You know, sometimes I wonder why she does that. Does she want me to leave her son so that she'll be happy that he's miserable? Or maybe she simply doesn't like to see me happy. *shrug* ... Like I care.

I gained about seven kilos when I was pregnant, and lost ten after that. I'm perpetually hungry, I'm overworked, and I don't have time even for yoga. Yes, I'm whining. This is my blog and I can whine all I like. Don't read it if you don't like. I haven't whine for a long time, and I have no one to whine to. Whining to my mother is not satisfactory. She just isn't a good listener.

That night baby and I went out for dinner with the sis-in-law, her kids and my pil. Without poor hubby who had to work late. Originally we were supposed to eat somewhere near the area, but plans changed, and we went somewhere central. SIL was nice and offered to drive me and baby back home after that. But noooo ... mil said that's too troublesome for her, and so I got dropped at hubby's workplace and had to wait one hour for him to finish. Poor baby didn't get his sleep again (slept at 1am). I guess we just aren't important at all. And I guess she just wasn't too pleased that I wanted to eat with them too. After all, she'd dapaoed some fish soup rice for me. :X

And yes, I am a bit upset that she thinks poorly of me. There are days when I rushed from work to go help hubby because he's alone. There are nights when baby and I go down and help him till late in the night and poor baby doesn't get his sleep, and neither do I have enough. I cooked lunch and dinner as often as I can, so that hubby doesn't always eat hawker food. I not only wash his clothes, I scrub them before putting them in the washing machine. I get back ache from bending and washing clothes but I still scrub each and every shirt of his. I iron his clothes. I make breakfast for him unless I'm too tired which is like always now. I clean the house during the weekdays when it gets too dirty. I take care of baby all alone when I'm home from work. What right does she have to say I never take good care of her son? What right does she have to critisise me? When hubby got sick, I got blamed. I never give him fruits, I never cut tomatos for him. Good grief. I never get any special treatment from hubby. Before and after, and never any special treatment from her either. There are times when we go to my parents' place for dinner after which I get dumped at TP with baby and we have to take the long train ride home. That is definitely no special treatment.

People who have nothing good to say should simply keep their mouths shut before it rots.

So see, I got lots of things to whine about and get off my chest.

I finally caved in and bought baby a pacifier. It said on it 'I love mama'. Heh heh. :) There's another one which said 'Dad's the best'. But that's for >12 months. Hope he doesn't need one by then! I was tired of being his human pacifier. The first time I gave to my boy, he kept popping it in and out of his mouth, and bit everywhere except the teat. I had to grab his hands and popped the pacifier proper into his mouth. He's a fast learner for sure. Looks like he likes it pretty much. *sigh* Boys ... all so insecure one, the neighbour's girl didn't need one. Oh well.

You might have read about Wen and her addiction with Chinese dramas. Me? I have my animes. Ohhh yes. Talk about addiction. At the height of my depravement, I watched non-stop through the night. Say, Full Metal Alchemist, 51 episodes in all, say, about 25 minutes each. I remember that time, I came home, watched through dinner till 3 or 4am, rested for an hour, went to work, came home, repeat and finished it within two or three days. I win hands down. Ha. Hunter X Hunter also got me hooked. But the good news is that, good animes are pretty rare. Heh. Right now, I got interested in another one. It's very comical, a little crazy aka gay, got lovely graphics, and the plot seems interesting too. Heh. Hubby rolled his eyes the first time he saw it. But you know, it's just cute. Comic relief. :P I quite like the cutsy animes. They're very fun to watch.

Okay, finally the observation which really took the cake: I saw a crazy cab driver stopping in the middle of a yellow box of a T-junction to let off a passenger. And a bus was turning just behind the cab. Cab drivers have traffic rules unbeknownst to anyone else.

I am hungry. :P

Speaking off food, particularly breakfast, nowadays I take my morning drink at work. Four tablespoons of milo plus two tablespoons of condensed milk. Yum yum yum. I wonder who tried to hide the milo behind the other containers on the shelves. Heh, they must have a shock that the milo powder went down so suddenly. Four tablespoons really scrapes the bottom! :p

Friend talk, poo talk,

When you've decided that you want to write, it's better to write first, instead of reading everyone else's blog and getting sidetracked. :P

But Wen's latest post got me sniggering again. You'd think that if she's working in a multi-international company, they would have some, not high tech, but current technology. Who in the stone ages still uses the OHP? Wah cow.

BTW, Sat mornings I'm usually helping my hubby. Can breakfast with me ok?

Most interesting observation of the year: Baby's fart smells exactly like mine!

I failed to mention that last Sunday, baby pooed twice. Once in the morning, so I had him changed in the comfort of the home. The other in the afternoon while we were having our Sunday brunch, which was why I was grumbling about not having any diaper changing facilities in that posh-but-not-impressed-hotel. We were wondering what that awful smell was, when suddenly hubby pointed to baby's pants. Yep, yellow stains. Too late, so were hubby's and my shirt. :P

This week, baby pooed on Friday and Saturday. It was such a non-event. I was not the recipient. Thank god. Heh.

I'm trying not to spend too much money buying fruits. Can cost me almost $30 just visiting the stall. Urrgh. Missed the cherries though. But no, do not stop there. It's not only Wen who's spending money! Darn. Especially when we're not earning any money now. *sigh*

I will stop yoga for a while, and just practise at home as much as I could. Meanwhile, I shall start jogging and perhaps swim when my parents come to watch baby. This morning I set the alarm at 6am, but the body is stronger than the mind. Heh. Oh well, there's always another day. :)

No time for self

That about sums up my life right now. I should start doing yoga at home, since I can hardly ever go for any. Am tempted to get a membership at pure, at least there are classes in the afternoon where I can sneak off after work.

We had sunday brunch at One Ninety today. I must say their service was decidedly poor. And the food wasn't very good either. Won't ever go back again. And there was no baby-diaper changing table in the toilets. Definitely thumbs down.

On Friday, I bought lychees, cherries, durians and mangosteens. Today I bought more lychees, more cherries and more durians. Damn, should stop visiting the fruit stalls.

Taking care of baby and helping out hubby is really really really really stressful. It's not like when I'm at home, I can leave him on the mattress and let him practise his crawling ... or rather, stomach lifting. I have to keep an eye on him all the time, and the only place I can leave him is in his pram, and he doesn't like facing the wall when he's in it. Nor does he like to keep looking at me. *sigh*

Nowadays when I close my eyes, my brain is still playing spider solitaire.

:(