tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-53017122012-02-16T16:10:19.044+08:00Lysitheahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02728667175433761520noreply@blogger.comBlogger8451100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5301712.post-23840865237799984762009-11-01T16:59:00.002+08:002009-11-01T17:08:31.772+08:00

I told myself that I will not be making anymore cakes until the end of the year. But I was too bored, so today, the mocha chocolate cake is now slowing baking in the oven.I feel a bit worried, about the cake. Everything's a bit strange. No need baking powder. Hmm.And a couple of weeks ago, I made apple crumble. A long forgotten recipe, the last time I made was in 2007 (I think).Not working for

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The daughter is addicted to Sesame Street. Every morning, when she wakes up, she walks to her cabinet and if it's not shut, she'll take out the cds and goes 'elmo elmo, papa elmo'. Until you switch it on for her, and she'll be so gleeful and really pays attention for at least half an hour.And we will have a peaceful breakfast.I'm not really pleased with this scenario, but I have no choice because

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The kids have grown bigger and stronger and naughtier. Or you might say cuter. I'm not so amused but that's because my keyboard shift key is kinda stuck, and it's kinda annoying when I want to use it. Yep, the daughter got her hands on the laptop, and now we try not to use it in front of her. Then again, her reaction to laptops nowadays is to slam down the lid and 'mummy, stop playing with the

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The month of August and September to early October saw a frenzy of baking. Lots of baking.First I made white chocolate cake.Then I made blueberry muffins.Then I made lemon sponge cake.Then I made lemon sponge cake again.Then I made white chocolate cake with dark chocolate glaze for PM's birthday.Then I made Banana cinnamon loaf.And finally I made the cheesecake. The one I've been dying to make

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I haven't been writing for a long time, but I just got sidetracked a lot. Mom went to Perth and she complained that she was bored to death. I told her why then did she go there for one whole week? *rolls eyes* And she bought me raw macademia nuts (when I specifically asked only for honey roasted ones). So what am I going to do with 1 and a half bags of nuts when they're going to expire end of

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Almost 14 months. Time to write a few things about her, so that I can remember what she does when she was 14 months. Heh. Yeah, I'd been lazy. She can walk already, but she doesn't like to walk. Crawling is the fastest mode of transportation around the house. She finishes her big bowl of porriage in ten minutes. Then she proceeds to eat her brother's food. And she opens her mouth the widest when

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After reading this, I thought I would just write something. :)What do new moms need? If you ask me, and I think back to when I had my first kiddo ... hmm.Top 5 things for the mother, she'll need:1. Electronic Breast Pump. Forget about the manual one. I was recommended the Medela one, and until now, I'm still using it. A bit noisy now and a bit creaky, and a crack on the motor part, but it's still

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So the hubby relives his second childhood by buying lego. Lots of Lego. We now have pirate set, house set, train set, lots of star-wars and god knows what else.Me? My second childhood is starting, since having a cute daughter gives me excuses to buy some toys for her, which the hubby didn't think the son should play too much with. But what's wrong with boys playing with cooking? Duh.So, the kids

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Is like being a contortionist. Feeding the daughter on one side and holding the son's hand on the other side. And the son was sleeping on his mattress on the floor. Next to my bed. I guess having done yoga twists come in handy. The good news is that I'm starting to get the hang of bringing both of them out. By myself! This morning, after Em woke from her morning nap, I bundled both of them out.

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Last night's dinner was delicious. We had grilled squid from my book: Harumi's Japanese Cooking, chilli clams with celery (my style), Stir-fry caixin, and braised fish with soybeans. The last dish was cooked by my father. Soup was pork ribs with lotus shoot. Hubby was very happy with what I've cooked, and he said that I've improved since we moved in. But hey, it's only this year that I've really

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30 minutes of exercise: 12 minutes on the stationary bicycle, 10 minutes on the strider, and the rest of time on the treadmill.One packet of chili potato chips, one cup of full cream fresh milk.I don't think I'm getting anywhere. Nope.Am going to call in the contractor to do up some reno. Let's hope the quote isn't too much.The son made the grandma climb up and down eleven flights of stairs the

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Sometimes when I see all those SAHM doing so much for their kids, I feel really overwhelmed. What have I been doing for mine?I don't know how to play with the daughter. I smile and tickle her and feed her. That's about all I know.I don't really know how to teach my son. I'm not a preschool teacher! So stressful to teach him actually! I wonder how some people can have so much patience! So

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My brain feels like it's going mash. Don't get to gossip as much as I would like. Topics mostly centered around the kids. Don't get to dress nicely and put on make up. Listens only to children's songs and reads only children's books. Gah, when was the last time I picked up a proper book? How many times was 'The ants go marching one by one' on repeat?The plus side is that I get to cuddle with my

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Yep, certainly is. Went to the newly opened Ion. So crowded on a weekday afternoon. So many new places to eat, but because it was so crowded, and we have two hungry kids, in the end we packed from Isetan supermarket. Ah well, gotta check out Ion again. Seems interesting. Still got the new shopping mall smell. Ahhh.Mum and I went shopping for clothes. Heh. So fun shopping with my mother. I hope

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Just a quick and short post.The daugther's first serious word was her brother's name.Can't quite remember when she started calling him, but it should be around or after her 1 year-old birthday.Photos when I'm less busy.Wathcing J and K dramas. heh.

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I'm so pleased with myself. Heh. Okie, so sometimes I whine a lot in my posts, so here's something encouraging for me. Hahaha.1. Bought a total of four pairs of shoes during the GSS. One from Stuart Weisman, a nice orangy one, one from Tods, open-toed; then I just must walk over to Hogan, and they were having a 50% sale. How can anyone resist? Veron: quick go there too! Got a gold sandals there (

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1. Man came and stood in front of counter.Me: Yes?Him: Locum.Me: Huh?Him: Locum dr from 2 to 5pm.Me: Huh? Which clinic?Him: XXMe: XX clinic is down the corridor.Duh. So super blur. Like how? I wanna roll my eyes and say something suan. Duh.2. Pt trying to get MC although not sick. Came with friend, eating ice-cream, and conspiring outside the counter. Of course I'll 'warn' hubby first. Duh. After

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The little missy finishes her lunch about the same time the son takes to finish his cup of water. Make that say ten to fifteen minutes.Her poo is no longer the baby poo. It's round and well formed and solid brown in colour. Looks soft and moist too. haha.She still refuses to stand and walk on her own. Crawl is the best transportation from one place to another. *****Dinner tonight. Satisfaction

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Those were the days when I would make dashi stock from stratch. Actually I only made it once, or was it twice? When I made chawan mushi. Nowadays I just buy ready-made dashi stock from the supermarket. Have evolved.Am still toying with the idea of making dashi stock. Actually bought kelp and bonito flakes. But that was like more than a year ago before I was expecting my 2nd kiddo. Can I still use

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So I told my galfriend that I need to go back, since my fever was starting to come back, and it was almost time for the antibiotics. But I couldn't resist walking past the shop, it was on the way to the mrt anyway, and the shop was on sale!Zoomed in, tried on the shoes again, and a few pairs more, while waiting for my galfriend to come over for moral encouragement or whatever, haha. Surprise,

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Loll, loll, on the bed,lolling on the bed,lo-o-lling, lo-o-lling, lo-o-lling, lo-o-lling,lolling on the bed.That's what the daughter loves doing best.She'll lolling from one end to your tummy, and onto the other end, then from the other end back to your foot, and loll to one side and off to the other.Her favourite pastime.Besides biting people.

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The two kiddos are getting along very nicely. Now the son also has war scars to show. Just yesterday, for no rhyme or reason, both of them were lying on the bed, the daughter went over to the son and gave him one big fierce toothy love bite.We were wondering why the son was crying so much. That was a real cry with tears of pain. He didn't retaliate or anything. He just cried his heart out. We

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No fear emily strikes again.The daughter swims like a duck. She floats like a duck. She goes 'qwawawawawa' like a duck. She shows her butt like a duck. (Her swimsuit too big!) All in all, she loves the water. And this is only her second dip.The son cries and clings to mummy like he's going to drown.Duh.It took a long while before the son calms down enough to get some swimming done. I managed to

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I brought ah mei down to swim, and she still couldn't decide whether she liked the water or not. Must bring her to swim more often. Isn't she cute in her little swim suit? Daughters are way cuter than sons! hahaha.

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Now I'm feeling bad for letting my parents talk me into not letting the son go for his school excursion. I think he'd have enjoyed himself. *sigh* And it's such a nice weather today. What the heck.Feel like dim sum. Haven't had good dim sum for a long time. Felt so much for dim sum that I went to eat the frozen dumplings. Not as good but enough to satisfy my cravings. Especially when I finished

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Watch korean dramas. Now I know how addicting it is. I'm not so addicted to it yet, since what I've watched is something I've taped on TV, the usual 7pm one. But man, you can just feel your butt sticking on the sofa and your brain juices flowing out of your ear.So indulgent.Maybe it's because of the bloody fever. I think it almost hit 39 degress last night. Hubby complained that I'm making him

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The weather is so hot. I feel like an ice-cream. Got sudden craving for good vanila ice-cream, kinda the one we had at bali eons ago. Heard that the chef is no longer working there though. Ah well.Weather so hot, got fever.Need ice-cream!

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The son refuses to wear his pyjamas because they've gotten short. Duh. I was hoping he would wear them until they are kinda worn down. haha. Looks like the son is calling the shots. Need to buy him some more 4 year old pyjamas.The daughter is not walking. Refuses to stand by herself. We used to put the son against the wall and he stood there like a deer caught in the headlamps. But not the

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Have a bad headache again. Maybe I got a tumor in my head? It's always the left side which is throbbing.Throat itchy! Nose itchy! Ear itchy! It's the left side too.Happy diamonds so pretty. ;)I've forgotten how painful it is to be bitten at the nipple. The daughter is less forgiving than the son. She bit me because she didn't like to be forced to drink more milk. She bit me because she didn't

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So ... in the space of ... what? a month? the dear friend got herself not one, but two loves of her life. Looks real beautiful. Us poor slaves can only drool from the gutter. I doubt I will even get to sniff something as close as something from Hermes. It's depressing to be poor.Being poor means having to work so damn hard. Like 7 days a week everyday. And having to pay debts. *sigh*Maybe I

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Just went to read about side effects of pred. I'm glad I'm stopping at 3 days. 30mg a day is quite a high dosage. One article says that anything more than 20mg a day is high dosage and may cause side effects. Should have given my son 3 days of pred only too. His was 5 days. Daughter still have quite phelgmy cough, but think 3 days is enough for her too. All good things come with a cost.I wonder

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Oh, I forgot to mention that my daughter loves biting me on my tummy too. I see all these tooth marks on my round belly. I guess it's more convenient to crawl pass me and take a bite out of mummy's tummy huh.The son loves to take his medicine. I hope he doesn't become a hypocondraic in future. He will ask for this and that and show me his cough and so on. And we only give him herbal cough

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Okie, the verdict is out. Hermes is a whole level of quality and cost by itself. What is Tods when there's Hermes. For your information, I've never stepped into LV. Too many imitation floating around. And they're mainly canvas huh?So over the weekend, when my girlfriend celebrated my birthday with me, hello .. where's the cake? heh. Okie, lunch was really nice, except that said girlfriend did not

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My keyboard shift key is a bit stuck after the girl went at it a while back. So sometimes I got lazy and use non-caps.Have no fear emily strikes again by going down the one foot mattress head-on. I thought she would have fallen flat on her face, only to see her using her strong arms to support herself down the bed. She can do handstands now!She can call mama, ah ma and a while back papa. Except

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The mouse has absolutely no fear. She climbs the stairs like there's no tomorrow. Breaks all records. Now you see her, now you don't. No sweat. Without a pause. And lots of noise. She stands tall in the car. She stands tall in the bathroom. I bathe her standing up nowadays and she's supposed to hold onto the sides for support. Have no fear Emily grabbed hold of her brother's tumbler and proceeded

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I am very happy today.Went out shopping. Bought some birthday presents for myself. Met up with my girlfriend. She bought lots of pretty stuffs for me. *beamz* Not sure if I will ever use them, but they're so pretty! I promise I'll try to use them, k? :PThe son was very cooperative today and didn't protest at all when I asked him to stay with his grandma today. How strange. He didn't even protest

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Every parent wants the best for their children. I know I want my kids to have the best, and it's easy to be kiasu for them. We feel proud when our kids show development more advance than for their ages, and we try to load them with more things so that they'll be more advance than their peers. But sometimes we forgot to let our kids play. Their childhood is after all, so fleeting, and in a

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Basket case. Me, that is.So 5 minutes ago, my boss called me and told me that I've been promoted. Effective when I go back to work, that is. Why do we all sound so unenthusiastic about it?And just when I've already made up my mind to tender my resignation. Was seriously considering that.So what now? Go back and work? Extend my npl? I'm actually quite keen to take the class I know I will get. Heh.

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Happy birthday to my dearest hubby. Unfortunately I did not have any presents for him, just a yummy cake, which we finished it a while ago when the kids were sleeping. Another cake from Shangri La. Nowadays cakes come in so many shapes and sizes, and can cost up to $300! Talk about indulgence. We saw one made completely in the shape of a fire-truck. A real fire-truck, 3D. Not a round cake with a

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Does having a blocked and stuffy nose count as sick? I can't remember how long my nose is so stuffed, has it been more than a week? I think I was sniffing a bit on Saturday. It's just so annoying!The kids are finally asleep. I've put them in separate rooms so that they won't wake each other up when they wake up. There isn't really much time for me to rest, have to start preparing for dinner. Am

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My girl just gave me a lovely tooth mark on my tummy. She crawled over to me yesterday, snuggled her head under my shirt, and proceeded to take a big bite on my tummy. Her one sharp top tooth now has its mark on my tummy. Next to my belly button. Yes, it bled, a bit. Then she gave me a toothy grin. I bet she must be taking revenge on mummy for posting her nude big bum photo on facebook.My girl

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I feel quite depressed. Over the long weekend, all I can do, is to stay at home, with the kids. I'd have liked to bring the kids out, to a park, to the zoo, to the shops or somewhere, but I can't do it alone. Hubby has to work, and he is tired after working. My parents ... *sigh* ... don't talk about them. They are also too tired. Everyone seems to be so tired, all no energy. Okie, the next best

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In the last post, I was writing about how much I like Japanese animes. Okie, that only goes for some of the animes. Very few in fact, which are really good and I like. That also counts for fiction books which I've read. Nowadays I can hardly find any good books to read. The one I like very much is Natsume Yuujinchou. It's a story about a boy who can see spirits and his interaction with them and

Lysitheahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02728667175433761520noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5301712.post-81588365008069249532009-04-07T00:47:00.004+08:002009-04-07T01:49:20.687+08:00

Wen changed her hairstyle again. This time, I seriously didn't recoginise her. And the photo on her friend's blog too. I was like ... eh? And when I saw her ... I had to blink blink my eyes a few times. Maybe I need Lasik too. Haha. So much for her belated birthday present. Heh. And I thought it was a good idea since it was the next best thing to Tods and Tiffany which I know she likes. And I

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The son has fallen sick again. The ups and downs of a fever, the hacking cough at night, the cough until vomiting. He's really picking up a lot of germs at school. Heard that a couple of his classmates are sick too. One was even hospitalised.My dear boy. Fortunately he seems pretty ok in the day. The fever only spiked at night. Same as the cough. One good thing is that he just loves his medicine.

Lysitheahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02728667175433761520noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5301712.post-35176936649928526812009-03-22T23:31:00.002+08:002009-03-22T23:47:57.434+08:00

So I thought, rather than another day buming at home, playing with more Lego, or playing online games - that's the latest hit, ever since one desperate day, I searched for Lego online games and wala. Can't quite remember the website my neighbour was telling me about, some website with educational online games for preschoolers. Hmm. We were bored with the cdroms I got for him, the most interesting

Lysitheahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02728667175433761520noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5301712.post-57943412100994758882009-03-21T17:47:00.004+08:002009-03-21T18:09:57.001+08:00

My darling girl is almost nine months old. Here are a few things she can do.1. Call papa.2. Stand with support.3. Cruise along the sofa.4. Pulls herself to standing.5. Takes semi-solid food.6. Takes a few tottering steps if you hold her hands.7. Crawls super fast.And she still has only two bottom teeth.Last night, the son snatched her new toys from her and was going to scratch her. We scolded him

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I think it was the son who brought it back. Maybe from school.Then my mom caught it. It went all the way to macaw. She got it the worst, or maybe because of her bad habits there, it got worse. She had high fever, and she can still gamble and win. She told me she was shivering and thought it was the shiver of excitment since she was winning! The chills! The chills! Brought on by high fever. Lah!

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So I was inspired by a fellow blogger to make pizza.Sure, I know that if one involves the kids in the cooking, the kids will love to eat the food. Read that in many of those online kiddie help places as well as Dr Sears' books. From time to time, I do that, like for a period of time, I involved my son in making his own breakfast. Basically it only requires him to cut his sachet of milk powder (

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Gosh, blogger offers so many new gadgets nowadays. I'm so backwards. Put up a playlist like Wen, but can't really find any music I like. At least I don't autorun it (yet). *grins* I still prefer my anime music. Favourite currently is the Skip Beat ending theme (the new one) and Zoku Natsume Yuujinchou ending theme. Listening on repeat. Bliss.New stuffs. My dear girl is standing quite well now (

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So today I was looking forward to spending time alone with my dear daughter in the morning. Maybe both of us could catch some nice nap and some quality time together. I could tidy up the house a bit too. In the afternoon, my father would send the son back from school and he'd dabao my favourite teochew meepok. Yum yum. My day is set. My mouth watered to think of the delicious fishball

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So I hadn't seen Wen for a very long time. That day when we met up for her birthday, it was like a few months since I last saw her. Oh boy, I must say, she looked real good. Her skin was glowing. No fine lines, very smooth skin. Yep, was definitely impressed. And her secret? Collagen pills. Rewind a few weeks before that. My mother was telling me all about this drink she was taking. Some collagen

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To me, there are a few things which are very important for a young child.Routine. Self-discipline. And good habits. These are three things which I can think of right now.A set routine is very important. Bedtime. By 9pm, all lights out, and it is time to sleep. I read somewhere that 14 days make a habit. A bedtime story before sleeping. In the morning, all to wake around 7 to 8am. I'm quite

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So there I was, telling my girlfriend, that coffee has absolutely no effect on me. I still sleep like an angel after drinking coffee. Boy, have I spoken too fast! The Iced-vanilia latte at starbucks is very toxic to my system. I was on a roll throughout the night shift and am still wide awake right now. Otherwise usually at this time of the night, I'm in la-la-land. Or maybe because my mom is

Lysitheahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02728667175433761520noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5301712.post-46103875542203402912009-02-24T16:25:00.003+08:002009-02-25T00:10:37.474+08:00

My daughter is so big now. She is growing so fast everyday. I am so blessed to have the time to spend with her. Simply lying down with her and watching her sleep. Her eyes would flutter and her lips would twitch into a smile when she had a good dream. She's so happy, her smile is the sweetest. She's just so cute! And everyone says so too. :)At eight months, my dear girl can sit very well, and is

Lysitheahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02728667175433761520noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5301712.post-66617916066765512552009-02-05T19:28:00.002+08:002009-02-05T19:48:43.313+08:00

The hubby, over a sleepless night, one night, ordered a whole lot more Lego, which came in around 5pm today. Free delivery okay. 4000 pieces, windows and doors, wheels and more wheels. The son's eyes went as round as saucers. I think maybe by the end of the year we would have one of everything. Sheesh.So I was telling hubby that maybe we should move into a bigger house where we can leave one room

Lysitheahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02728667175433761520noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5301712.post-29426650779968131132009-02-03T01:17:00.002+08:002009-02-03T02:05:17.767+08:00

Today I went out to have some time for myself. First a really nice spa, lunch with Wen and a really needed hair-cut and a really nice hair treatment and dinner with Min. Bliss. My hairstylist took one look at my hair and asked if I cut my fringe myself. Gee, was my cutting so obviously amaturish? I was quite proud of my fringe. The last time I trim my fringe myself, my colleague complimented me

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My little girl is now seven months old. Well, almost a week ago, that is. Her pearly whites peeked out admid lots of gnawing and salivating, but she survived without any fever or unhappiness on everybody's part. Her big smile is still ever so sweet with a dripping nose to boot. Two bottom teeth. Yay! Big brother, now I can bite you back!Otherwise, I'm working at the clinic yet again, because

Lysitheahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02728667175433761520noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5301712.post-17750879558994444162009-01-18T17:30:00.002+08:002009-01-18T17:42:22.307+08:00

Reality sinks in when the paycheck for this month did not come in. One has to tighten one's belt very much. No more impromptu Japanese dinners or dim sum lunches, or spending money without blinking an eye. There is actually a feeling of responsibility of how the money is to be spent. Goodbye to the carefree days.The plus part is that I get to spend more times with the kids, which sometimes I

Lysitheahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02728667175433761520noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5301712.post-43905563444474329122009-01-05T01:21:00.003+08:002009-01-05T02:06:17.131+08:00

Happy New Year. Why do people say that? It's going to be a really bad year this year. I hope things won't get too bad for us though, what with us becoming a single income family. *sigh* But kids can't stop growing. And time is the a luxury.The son has started not wearing diapers to bed anymore. I think out of 7 nights, there are 'accidents' in 4 nights. And we use lots of those blue sheets too.

Lysitheahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02728667175433761520noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5301712.post-56773481583334658992008-12-28T19:31:00.002+08:002008-12-28T19:43:14.148+08:00

How to drive your husband crazy.1. Complain of pain and refusing to take antibiotics.2. Complain of pain and says that antibiotics is left at home.3. Complain every few seconds that MANual car-ride is very bumpy.4. Complain that people advance with technology and going MANual is not advancing with technology.Heh heh heh.My own fault for not putting my foot down and insist on auto. What got into

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My daughter is almost six months old. I realised that I hardly write anything about her, or take a lot of photos about her. That's what happen to a second kid I guess, but I love her just as much as my son. She's so cute, smiles so sweetly, and is soo cuddly. I love being with her, lying next to her and watching her sleep, and playing and tickling her and seeing her smile.But my back really ache

Lysitheahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02728667175433761520noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5301712.post-92122761954569324882008-12-08T00:05:00.003+08:002008-12-08T00:19:56.865+08:00

Today, we went to my aunt's place for dinner. A whole day with both kids out of my hair. The son was very happy with my cousins. There were Lego, drawings, and what-nots. The daughter was being happily carried by all my aunts. There was good food, nice air-con room where I can surf and play all day. When was the last time I felt so bored?Haha.Bored. Bored enough to be playing games in facebook. :

Lysitheahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02728667175433761520noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5301712.post-13407109235548370252008-11-27T23:53:00.002+08:002008-11-28T00:21:57.107+08:00

I've learnt that, when writing (or trying to write) a novel ...1. one should not rush the story. It comes as it wants to.2. writing in first person narrative is difficult.3. 50 000 words is a killer. It's actually more than a hundred over pages. Was it two hundred? I forgot.4. writing from existing characters is difficult. Because one has to keep to character, otherwise why write using existing

Lysitheahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02728667175433761520noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5301712.post-42565339674356431122008-11-27T23:16:00.003+08:002008-11-28T00:29:15.594+08:00

This is the prologue to my story which I'm writing for my NaNo. But because I'm so much into Skip Beat right now, it's kinda hard to get into the mood of Ghost Hunt again. So I haven't been writing much, and the deadline to the 50k words is this Sunday. I sure am not completing it. Anyway, since the two kids are finally knocked out, and I'm bored enough, I'm posting just the prologue here. Tell

Lysitheahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02728667175433761520noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5301712.post-24568786944959765772008-11-27T21:59:00.003+08:002008-11-27T22:07:24.600+08:00

At the end of the day, I had enough. All the stuff went back into the box and the box had been confiscated. He'll see it when he is six years old.That was after I counted to make sure all the pieces were there, went hunting under bed and under the sofa for the missing pieces, and broke my back fixing up a 6 to 8 years old helicopter for him.Which he then proceed to crash the 'copter and smashed

Lysitheahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02728667175433761520noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5301712.post-16452699210648811642008-11-27T13:31:00.002+08:002008-11-27T13:38:12.276+08:00

Buying a set of lego for 6 to 8 years old is a no-no.On one side, the little one is screaming her head away just because. On the other side, the big one is screaming his head away just because.The little one wants to be carried? Wants to sleep? Is hungry? Is dirty?The big one's 6-years-old Lego helicopter has its propeller dropped off again x 100 times.Or the tail dropped off.Or the propeller

Lysitheahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02728667175433761520noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5301712.post-78401465879951393362008-11-25T22:40:00.002+08:002008-11-25T23:26:57.382+08:00

When one is with the kids all day long at home, one can eventually be driven up the wall.Especially when the older is hyper-active and digs out toys after toys after toys, and the younger somehow just cries all day. And you want to do the spring cleaning.*sigh*My back hurts. I can't go for my massage cos' who is going to take care of both kids? Mom complains a lot when I leave both of them with

Lysitheahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02728667175433761520noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5301712.post-10568714831163744082008-11-20T17:17:00.004+08:002008-11-20T17:29:37.644+08:00

You know your brain isn't functioning very well when you start keying in wrong userid and password. Hmmf.NaNo has been quite dismal, since I haven't written anything since Sunday. Check out my synopsis here. I really ought to start to write even a bit, but have been busy with other things.Met up with fellow blogger yesterday. Been a looong time since I've last saw her, except for her pics in MSN.

Lysitheahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02728667175433761520noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5301712.post-90155975190316528982008-11-16T17:51:00.002+08:002008-11-16T18:07:27.221+08:00

Yep, long time no post. Been busy with work, the kids, work at the clinic, and finally a new project. Was influenced by some people in LJ and started on NaNo. That is actually a competition, sort-of .. I mean, to write a novel of 50 000 words in one month. In the month of November. That is. Now half the month has gone by, but I don't have 25 000 words yet. Arrgh. I'm way way behind, and I doubt

Lysitheahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02728667175433761520noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5301712.post-86963651929937360502008-10-28T22:25:00.002+08:002008-10-28T22:30:06.784+08:00

I have been using my steraliser for two years with my boy. When my girl came along, I took it out of storage and happily used the expensive equipment again. Until I assigned the maid to do the steralising. Now, the steraliser is broken. What am I supposed to think?The floor, even after mopping still feels dusty. My clothes have holes. And the thread has been worn thin after a few washes. Hubby's

Lysitheahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02728667175433761520noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5301712.post-71667263387159772732008-10-07T18:41:00.004+08:002008-10-07T19:10:40.210+08:00

The Empress Dowager doesn't like to sleep in her three-inch thick mattress in her cot. Nothing but the best, and the best is the one-thousand dollars thick mattress. Right smack in the middle too, all wrapped up warmly in her blanket. Otherwise she'll sleep fitfully and cries loudly. But when the Empress Dowager is sleeping happily, the Dinosaur will appear and start stomping around the palace.

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I sent my boy to his grandparents to stay for the night, and the maid went with them too. Mom was a bit grumpy about him staying tonight, because she wanted to go marketing on Saturday. I'm going out for lunch with Min tomorrow, and I'm really looking forward to it. Damn, I'm hungry thinking of that. After that, I'd want to go shopping. It's the neighbour's girl's birthday tomorrow and PM's

Lysitheahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02728667175433761520noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5301712.post-43296080751197406212008-09-11T12:49:00.006+08:002008-09-12T22:02:48.599+08:00

The little one is sleeping peacefully. She can sleep for long stretches, unlike her brother when he was at her age. The bigger one is out with his grandparents. This is peace. Peace I hardly ever have now.So I cooked my very simple lunch of udon and steamed shumai. It makes a whole world of difference buying the udon twice as expensive as those I usually get. This udon is those found in the

Lysitheahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02728667175433761520noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5301712.post-49641109794626680072008-08-29T21:18:00.004+08:002008-08-29T21:39:44.361+08:00

I wanted to go out for dinner to celebrate with my colleagues today, but my mom told me last minute that she wanted to go out and could only take one kid. The bigger one who is easier to bring out. After I've asked if she could take care of them both, and she promised to, and I had told my colleagues that I'll be attending. *sigh*Now why did she have to go? Today she rushed home so as to pack

Lysitheahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02728667175433761520noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5301712.post-25466470265065335402008-08-29T21:16:00.000+08:002008-08-29T21:16:27.129+08:00

It's a lovely day today. Let's talk about poo. They come in many different shapes, colours and smell.My dearest boy is now potty-trained. After a few canings and 'accidents'. I won't really call them accidents you know, after all, poo announces itself quite loudly, it's just that he didn't want to sit on the potty and pooed all over the floor. That's one gross factor 10 plus plus. Nowadays, he'll

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I know I haven't been posting much nowadays. There're always other things to do when one is on the computer. Like reading other people's blogs, reading reviews an watching animes. Well, that is when the two kids are sleeping. Otherwise, my dearest boy will always be clamoring for dinosaur cartoons, which one has to look for them in youtube. The power of the internet! The power of YouTube!The

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It's really nice not having to wake up so early and rush to work. Life with the kids is so meaningful, yet sometimes it can be rather stressful, especially when the two of them cries at the same time. The big one should know better, and fortunately he's not like that all the time. Except that one night, just me and the two of them, and that wasn't very fun.Anyway, the dearest son is a really good

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Just a few weeks with my little girl, and now I'm wondering if I should change her name. Emily sounds too sweet a name, and she's so grouchy in the morning, grunting like a dinosaur whenever she's left alone, or when she's dirty or hungry. Gee, she really loves to be carried at ALL times. My boy wasn't like that when he was little - he just drank his milk and went to sleep immediately. Not so

Lysitheahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02728667175433761520noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5301712.post-55440920423874707742008-06-29T18:11:00.002+08:002008-06-29T18:27:54.937+08:00

If you click on the link to my very dear girlfriend's blog, you'll see a link to my blog under YP's whinings. Yep, I'm going to whine a lot. That's why one blogs right? To whine, because there's no one else to whine to. I bet Holly likes to whine a lot, and poor Biscuit has to be all ears for her.Anyway, Whine no. 1. Mom disappeared off home with the big baby aka my son, and will not be back

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So you thought you're all ready? The bag is packed, the nesting is done, work is completed, and you don't want to go back to work. And the waiting is just mind-numbing. And I'm putting on too much weight! And the cramps are just annoying. So in we went, and out she came. Finally.25th June, a nice day to remember. The first thought was that, Whoops, she's dark! And she has lots of hair! Hubby is

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I realised that I haven't been writing about my dear boy for a long time now. I miss him very much, although life is like back to when I have no kids without him around. He's spending all his time at his grandparents' place and he watches lots of cartoons. I'm feeling quite unhappy about this, but there really isn't much choice is there? I remember last time when hubby and I discussed about it,

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Staying in bed all day makes one think of food. Now I have a craving for the Goodwood Park Hotel Durian Roll. Hmmm .... too bad, there isn't anyone who can get out there and buy for me. *sniff* Home is definitely more comfy. There's music, when one's bored, there's work, and the bed is definitely most cozy. Of course, the downside is that I have to supervise my own meals, otherwise it'll turn out

Lysitheahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02728667175433761520noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5301712.post-31570710762132820512008-05-27T08:21:00.004+08:002008-05-27T08:53:27.148+08:00

I haven't been blogging for a long time already, I wonder if anyone still comes to my blog. Life simply caught up with me, all that work and stress and being a mummy. It's really not easy being a working mother, and I've decided that my children are going to be more precious than anything else. It seems that my workload is extra heavy this year, even though they know that I'm expecting my second

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During the holidays, my mom went off to Macau for a short (5-days) trip. I was left handling my boy all by myself! Was feeling a bit apprehensive though, cos it's been a long time since I have to take care of him on my own, especially the feeding part. So anyway, on Tuesday off she went, and that was the day I had to go back for some workshop. My family are so wonderful people though. My older

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To cut the long story short, I dragged my butt down to Taka and bought a packet of Leonidas. As my boy would say: YUM YUM! :) I'm a happy girl again. My favourites are the ones with strawberry fillings and the alcoholic fillings. But can't take alcohol, so I only sneak in two alcholic ones, the ones with cherries. Heh heh. They're all MINE! Not going to let my boy know. The last time he took

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So I didn't go to my mother-in-law's place after all. I mean one should stick to one's decision, and besides my parents were behind me all the way. Heh heh. And it was really hubby's idea. No loss. And if I were really the evil one as she thinks I am, I would not have let my boy go as well. Humf.Anyway, it was nice to rot at home and watch animes. I should have been doing my work, but hey, it's a

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My boy loves listening to stories. The other day, I was telling him the story of Jack and the Beanstalk, when it suddenly hit me that, hey ... Jack was a thief and a murderer! He stole from the poor giant, and killed him too! Tsk tsk tsk. What are we teaching our kids here eh?And a while ago, I told my boy the story of the three little pigs. There are many versions of the story too. He cried when

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At a tender age of 2 years and 16 days old, my boy knows the difference between come and go. When he sees me and runs towards me, he would say, 'Mummy I come already!' and when he walks away from me, he actually says, 'Mummy I go already!'.We were taken aback.I looked at my hubby in shocked, and asked my parents who taught him that. Nobody knew. We were so impressed.:)And the sentence for today

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I know I haven't been blogging. Just didn't feel like doing it. It just got boring after a while. I think my mood is like duh... duh... . What do I feel like doing? I feel like shopping, but clothes are to be on hold again. Anyway, I've got so much clothes, this morning I was just clearing out bags of old clothes, new clothes, clothes I wore only once but will never wear again, some clothes I

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Dressing in the thirties can be quite daunting. Yesterday I walked around town looking at the current fashion, while waiting for Min to turn up for dinner. The clothes seemed to be catered more for teens and the old boring working folks. What about stylish thirtish young adults? And to add on to the insult, most of the stuffs are winter wear, so dull and no-no. Hmm. It's no wonder Wen has turned

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This picture speaks a million words. So there I was, vacuuming the floor, because I just couldn't wait one more day for my maid to come. And my boy got all excited and wanted to sit on the new car! Oh, he knew that it was the vacuum cleaner. He said so himself, then he laughed and said he wanted to sit on the car. And when I turned it on to clean the floor, he kept yelling, Mummy! On! On! On! On!

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Imagine this scenario.A huge light-browish grey reptile crawled out from its dank dark hole in the ground under a rock. The sun up ahead was hot and glares accusingly. Gingerly, it popped its head out. Blink *flash fat yellow diamond* blink *flash fat yellow diamond*, its big round eyes went. It looked right. It looked left. Blink *flash fat yellow diamond* blink *flash fat yellow diamond*, its

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After watching tonight's episode of Jamie's Chefs, I think we really got it easy. I guess starting your own restuarant is really tough, tougher than anything that could be. It makes me think back when we started our business, and it wasn't that bad. At least we weren't arguing. Most of the decisions were made by hubby, and I declined being his partner, mainly I couldn't if I want to, and I really

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Another mommy who goes back to work and finds no place to express. I'm amazed how some of my colleagues can actually use the bathroom. I refused to do so too, put in a suggestion but was typically ignored, and finally just used the sick-bay and the photostating room. Most people just couldn't care less. I remember reading a point of view from someone (a female) who wasn't a mommy, and how

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I spent the whole day with my boy today. I wish I have more time to spend with him. I wish when I'm with him my mind is not elsewhere, like how I need to clean the house, to cook, to feed him etc. Why can't I simply enjoy being with him?He didn't want to eat his porraige. He kept spitting them out. I yelled at my mom when she nagged for the nth time that the fish was sliced too big. OKie, fine,

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It's not because of work. It's because hubby's problems have become my problems. *sigh* It's hard to find good help. We called a few to come down for interview, they say they will, but they never turned up. Is the job market that great nowadays that people have lots of job such that no one wants to work? Looks like we might have to look at the foreign market. I wonder what really is happening. *

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My sense of time has been completely screwed up. The last couple of weeks of late nights have finally led me to this wide-eyed state. And I didn't even drink coffee. We had been staying up late catching movies and doing work. Some were pretty good. The movies that is. My dear boy caught his first horror show too. We watched Monster House. It was pretty cute. Not really frightening, but must be

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