Falling in love ...

Is when you start doing these things.

1. Actually watching the anime with chinese subs on YouTube.
2. Actually watching the anime withOUT any subs on YouTube.
3. Buying the entire set of novels in Chinese.

My roots certainly revisited. :)

I am so in love with the latest anime I'm watching. Latest craze I guess. It's aimed at young ladies, it's funny, it has got beautiful music and beautiful drawings, and it's kinda loosely based on a historical setting. Who wouldn't fall in love if you're a woman? :P

Damn, the only Chinese books I've ever read in my entire life so far were one or two from You Jing. Now I've got like seven novels all to read, and they are in fantizi (the older chinese version) no less, and how am I going to achieve it? Where is my trusty Chinese dictionary? *sigh*

Definitely an impulse buy. Naaahhh ... let's just say it's a christmas present for myself. Heh heh heh.

Actually I'm a very traditional Chinese girl. I love my roots, I cannot imagine not speaking Mandarin at all. I went to a school which was kinda cheena in a way. But my chinese was never very good. I shall blame it all on my chinese teachers. If they were only more fun at that time, I might enjoy the lessons. All I remember is mo xie, and ting xie. And the lessons were always so boring. Oh well. Things are changing now. Perhaps if I had been more interested, I would have joined the Chinese Orchestra. Did I ever mention the erhu was one of my favourite instruement? Perhaps I shall learn that one too. :P

Anyway .... my current favourite animes are:
1. Saiunkoku Mongatari (in love ..woohooo!) *)
2. Ghost Hunt

And I'm also currently watching:
3. Bakumatsu Kikansetsu Irohanihoheto
4. D Gray Man
5. Death Note
6. Bleach

Hmmm .....

If you're curious, go check them out! Warning: Quality on YouTube is quite the crappy. :X

The good, the bad and the ugly

Being able to be in this room means being able to tolerate baby pulling all my books down from my bookshelf. Then he flips through the books. If I'm lucky, he may put them back. Haiz.

Otherwise I have nothing else to entertain him with. His toys lay in one corner, forgotten. He likes looking out of the windows at cars below, but that doesn't take a long time before he gets bored. Actually, he's most interested in what I'm doing on the keyboard. Not going to happen yet!

Anyway, today is the fifth? sixth? day that I'm sick. Nowadays I fall sick with fever. This time is some irritating annoying low-grade fever, and a pesky sore-throat. It was only a matter of time that baby dearest fall sick too, and his symtomes are exactly the same as mine. Hey, at least I don't wake up in the middle of the night and howl my head off!

I thought this holidays would be good. Last week, I met up for lunch with Xel, and brought baby dearest along. The bloody freaking escalator in the underpass to the esplanade was broken and I had to carry baby in one hand, and the pram on my shoulders and walk down the stairs. And it was escalators all the way too, no lift access! One have to call to activate the so-called handicap access. Too troublesome. My shoulders ache!

Okie, I just opened a pandora's box and showed baby how to open the CD drawer. *rolls eyes*

Anyway I was hoping to meet up with Lin and Min for lunch, but it rained and I was also sick. So there goes one precious week, being cooped up at home, with a sick me and a sick baby. Emergency call to mom and managed to get her to come down a few days to look after us. Thank god for my mother! :) The difficult part is feeding baby his medicine on my own. Some of it always ended up splattered on his face, my face, my clothes, his clothes, my legs etc. Humf.

And so what does one do when one is sick? Binge on animes. Yay yay aya yay. Latest craze: Saiunkoku Monogatari. I love this kind of girly girly stories. hahahahaha.

Oh well, baby is whining again. Will write about his adventure with Max and Rust next time! The two big dogs.

A meal for one

So I was inspired by Obachan, and I finally made my own chicken and mushroom claypot gohan(rice).

I used short grained rice from US, not from Japan, unfortunately, for the rice from Japan costs a bomb. Me cannot afford. :P I added a dash of dashi stock, a little bit of soy-sauce, a little bit of dark soy-sauce, a little bit of mirin, and a little bit of salt. Used carrots, chicken and shitake mushrooms. Towards, the end, I turned up the heat and burnt the rice a bit so as to get that nice burnt flavour. Yummie! And baby was pretty cooperative and let me finsihed cooking before he woke up. *beamz*

Some improvements I'll make: must marinate chicken first before cooking! And perhaps a little bit of garlic too. And there I was, worried that how I was going to cook rice for one, this lunch actually turned out great!

:)

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I brought baby to visit an ex-classmate, and he had a wonderful time playing with her two kids and their toys. When baby came back, he was so tired, he slept like a pig. Heh. Shall do that more often! The last time I gave baby some flu medication and he slept like a pig too, and woke up quite stoned. Think I won't give him anymore. Not very nice to see him looking so glazed all day. He was a real good kid today, not too troublesome to take care of, wonder why my mom always find him such a chore. She spoils him too much, I'd say!

Baby dearest isn't always a good kid though. Here's a picture of him demolishing my bookcase. Damn, must put a cloth over my shelves! I taught him to put the books back, and sometimes when I'm lucky, he'll put the books back after pulling them down.

And here's a picture of baby dearest sitting cross-legged on the coffee table drinking his ribena. Or well, trying to drink. He prefers the mummy to hold the bottle for him. And don't talk about bottles, when I give him the pacifier, he prefers me to hold the pacifier for him too! *rolls eyes*

Why I am upset

Yep, this place if for me to whine and complain. Otherwise how else can I vent my frustration and anger?

So today my father said he'll come by during dinner, and I asked him if it's convenient to buy me dinner. I specifically told him what I wanted, and he said ok. So guess what? When he came buy, he bought everything which HE likes, and nothing I liked or wanted. Okie, not all, so I only ended up eating six small pieces of sushi. Because the rest he bought are what HE likes, which I don't like. Might as well don't buy anything for me right? Arrrrrggggh.

:(

ARRRRRGGGGGHHHHH.

The sake I liked

This is the sake I always buy home to drink. Well, hubby usually finishes it for I seldom drink, but I like to go with sushi sometimes and it's nice to have a bottle in the fridge for that. :)

Home alone with baby. And he's finally asleep. Thank goodness. Who says I can rest though? To work, to wash the clothes.

Xmas wish list

It's going to be the time of the year when everything will be glittery and pretty and cash registers ring and buzz and hey, what do you know? GST increases again next year! *sigh*

Still, it's always nice to have a dream ya? And I stepped into the shop out of boredom and decided that it's a nice dream if I could have this. :P



Yep, a very pretty charm bracelet indeed, and it'll go with my ear-rings and necklace. :P Too bad it's just silver and will tarnish, but it doesn't come in white gold and it's just so ex.

Ah well .... dream dream dream. :)

On a sidenote, a wishlist for baby? The stuffs from ELC looks really pretty, but I'm not sure if he'll appreciate them. Baby dearest is now learning to play with his toys, but he wants you to play with him else he's just not interested. I've been playing octopus with him nowadays and he laughs so happily. :P Perhaps one of those magnetic doodle thingy? You have to see it to believe it, baby dearest knows how to how a pen and doodle on paper, and with some help, he can write his ABCs. :P

Or perhaps books would be nice. Oh boy, he luuuvves books! Mine especially. He stands and pulls mine all down the shelves. As of now, I've bought him a total of three books, and read them to him from time to time. Is he ever so tickled. :) And you know what? He took my baby magazine once and really flipped through it looking at the pictures. Didn't tear a single page at all! Is he good eh? :)

Yep, baby dearest is sometimes too smart for his parents to handle.

I got him one of those toys where you put those different shapes into different holes. He's getting the hang of it, though he only plays with it when we encourages him to. The only stuffs he plays by himself is 'empty-mummy's-or-granny's-bag'. Yep, that's certainly my cute rascal. :)

Hmm... it feels like Friday again yesterday and today! Oh, it's Friday already! Yay!! :)

Blury baby

It's so hard to take a pic of baby nowadays. He's always on the move, and all I get is a blury baby.




Oh yeah, he's trying to climb into his playpen. Well, at least he's trying to get his toys from the playpen. His playpen is actually this big place where we keep all his things. Plus his sleeping cot. Which he doesn't sleep in. Well, we tried, but no heart to let him sleep on his own yet. :P

Just the other night, I swear baby dearest has an antenna somewhere in his little head of his. There he was sleeping on the bed in the bedroom and here I was in the study room, and all of a sudden he knew I was not around and started crying for me. That was twice in an hour. Thank goodness, his antenna is switched off tonight. :)

<-- Here's baby dearest on his daddy's shoulders. Grabbing the hair. And trying to grab books off the shelves again.

And here's baby dearest after his great fall. He has been having this runny nose for a while now, so this is definitely not his day! -->


Nowadays, my baby dearest doesn't want to stand. You put him to stand, he immediately bends his knees and lands up squating instead. Oh, he's such a cautious little big baby. Mummy wants me to stand? No way ... me sit. Baby is extremely mobile too. He goes from standing holding a piece of furniture, to squating and takes off crawling towards you. Presto. Did I mention that he got into the kitchen, stood over the shelves and pull down my tupperware water container? Fortunately it was only about one quarter full, and the water flooded the floor. Baby was stunned for a while, but quickly took stock of the situation and started 'swimming' on the floor. Splish, splash, splosh! He goes, oh so happy, while his poor mummy has to mop up the mess whilst in the middle of cooking. *mutter*

My shoulders really hurt from carrying him! Baby dearest was making a lot of noise after dinner. He wants his after-dinner-walk, so I brought him down for a walk. After a couple of rounds, I decided to head back. When I reached the lift landing, baby started grumbling and crying. No! He hasn't got enough! He pointed his little finger in the opposite direction and said, 'Ah there?'. So mummy obliged. After another round, his mummy with really aching arms put her foot down and up we went, with baby dearest protesting loudly and expressively. Straight into the ear. Fierce hmm?

Blue black

Dear baby is now 11 months old! My my, he is a big boy now. I think he's teething though, he's having a bad runny nose and is starting to have excess drool. Poor baby gets so uncomfortable especially at night, and so does his mummy too. He woke up in the middle of the night and I have to carry and rock him to sleep. Me poor back!

Last night baby fell off the bed (again) and this time he got an ugly bruise on his forehead to show for it. :( It's all my fault unfortunately. I put him on the bed and switched off the lights because he was so super hyperactive, that the only way to get him to sleep was to switch off all lights and cuddle/feed him to sleep. Unfortunately, his little baby brains thought this was some kind of new game, and he suddenly lurched towards me, only to fall through thin air and right smack onto the ground. He cried inconsolably for half an hour after that. *sigh* No amount of hugging or rocking or kissing could stop him. Only two things did the trick. One was when I turned on the tap in the kitchen sink, and he stopped long enough to play with the water. Too bad I couldn't let him play all night and he cried even louder after that. The other method was to bring him out for a walk. That got him sleepy and quiet and he finally fell asleep.

He definitely feels heavier than ten kilos! Me poor aching back and arms!

Baby dearest was so hyperactive all day, yesterday and today. In order to prevent him from ransacking my bookshelf, I put a mattress in front of him, to block him from reaching the books. My baby dearest loves to stand in front of the shelves and pull down all my books and throw them onto the floor. Sometimes he would proceed to read them. :P Hmm, don't believe me ah? heh. Okie, so anyway, last evening he became cleverer and actually pawed at the mattress to pull it down, and he whacked his cheek on the shelf. That was another bruise. He cried a bit and looked sheepishly at me. Duh serves him right. :P

So baby dearest today was all bruises on his face. Did I get a good scolding from my parents! :X

What could be worse?

Today is not my day. After the last post, baby dearest finally pooed after four days. This calls for a celebration, but NOT when he got so much poo that it went up his diapers and onto his shirt and pants. And of course no one else is around to clean him up, so me, moi and I have to do it. And what could be worse? Yep, the poo got onto me as I was carrying him to the bathtub.

Yeeeuuuch.

Next time when I'm old and decrepit, would baby dearest wash my backside too? :P

He's finally sleeping after a dose of fedac. He actually looked forward to taking the medicine. He opened his mouth wide with a happy look of anticipation, and I squirted the stuff from the syringe into his mouth. When he tasted it, the look on his face was priceless. Hahahah. He couldn't make up his mind whether he liked or disliked it.

Now dirty clothes, here I come!

Gotta wash the poo off his clothes too. Yeeeuuucchhh. But I guess it's still better than bis and holly licking other dog's POO! And then kissing Wen after that!! Heh.

My crybaby

The aircon is leaking again, the clothes are still in the soak and the dishes are only three quarters done. My dear crybaby is rummaging through the wastepaper basket and pulling out rubbish and literally throwing them all over the floor. You should have seen him go through his diaper bag. One diaper ... weee .... throw to the right. Another diaper ... whooosh ... throw to his left. Right left right left until everything is emptied. I swear he even turned the bag upside down to make sure nothing was left. Nope, not going to let him has his way with the wastepaper basket! It's almost full! Smack his little hands.

So my crybaby koked himself on the windowpane and looked at me and baaaawled. Mummy just looked back at where she was and smiled at him. Earlier on, I had successfully put him to sleep and wanted to do some housechores. In less than fifteen minutes, the crybaby woke up and baaaaaawled his head off. I raced upstairs (after taking my time) and found him sitting up in bed and crying his poor little eyes out. Wah lao eh. Like he was being abandoned or something. Duh. I sat on the bed besides him and he stopped crying. I stepped out of the room to the toilet and he started again. Duh. I took a washcloth to clean his face and returned to the toilet and he started howling again. That is why I'm now sitting here typing away while he's looking out at the window and the rain. I guess if I walked out of the room he's going to start crying again. *slaps forehead*

So the laundry's still not done, the kitchen is still in a mess, and the bloody aircon is leaking (on my clothes so I had even more clothes to wash). It's a gloomy day and the sky is pouring. I didn't buy my 6 tubs of hazgan daz ice-cream yesterday when they were on sale. Baaaaawwwl. :(

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On a nicer note, we finally managed to meet up and had the most delicious crabs last night. Even baby joined in the fun. He was sooo hyperactive and oh-so-cute. Simply irresistable eh? Anyone else wants to come and help nanny him? ;P Like NOW.

Maybe some fedac might do the trick. Besides his poor little nose is running too. *sigh*

When oh when ...

It felt like Friday yesterday. And it feels like Friday today. Alas, my luv ... tis not Friday yet.

I cooked beef steak today. Yummie! And vegetables (borsch soup except chicken stock not beef)and steamed sweet potato. Yummie! Except that the beef seemed just a little too small, and as such ... I'm still hungry. Maybe that's why dinner tasted especially delicious. :P

Damn, nowadays I can eat a whole cow.

Poo talk , baby talk, girl talk

It's been a while since I've posted pictures of baby dearest. He's still as cute and naughty as ever, or cuter and naughtier as he could be, so much so that I didn't have the opportunity to take photos of him. We went swimming, climb stairs (him), walking around the estate (him again, holding on to my hands) etc, and many more precious moments together. Now he knows to clap his hands when we ask him to, and can do high-fives easily too. He knows to look for the key, when we say key, and to look for the cat, when we say cat. His eyes grew huge when he saw a Siberian greyhound(?) the other day, and he reached out his hands eagerly, so we 'chased' after the owner and her dog - the mummy huffing and puffing while carrying her ten kilo baby. Yep, time to introduce him to Holly and Bis. I wonder who would be more afraid of whom?

Baby dearest is a big boy now. His poo is also extremely smelly and big and lots of them. That's what my father said today. Of course it would be lots, he had one week's worth of poo stuck inside him! Jolly good I wasn't around to be the recipient. Heh heh. :P My parents grumbled that they needed a potty but there wasn't one, so they put him on the WC, and both of them went ah..mmmMMmm.MmmmmMmmm..mmMMmmMmmm together with him. I can imagine my dear boy's face turning all red. :P Back where I was with hubby dearest, we were actually discussing whether to give him an enema and some medicine if he didn't poo today. I bet he heard us loud and clear and quickly did his business before we got his hands on him! Hahaha. :P

Gotta monitor the poo situation carefully. Mustn't wait for one week's worth of poo to accumulate! Now that we've got the medicine and enema ready, no problem! Baby's poo, here we come!

Sorry Xena, no photos of poo this time. :X

I took a break and went off window shopping in the afternoon. Met up with Wen, the only friend who happened to be in town. Caught some gossip about some people she knew, which was funny as hell, and incredible as anything, shared a lovely fruit tart and carrot cake - all things which I've not been able to do since the arrival of baby dearest. I wished I could bring baby out shopping with me, like I see some young mothers and their babies, but they have their girlfriends or husbands with them, and I don't think it's still very wise for me to bring baby dearest out on my own. Besides I had to rush back to help hubby at night, so no baby, too bad.

The window shopping turned out to be rather expensive as I spied a pretty pair of ear-rings back at where I always get my ear-rings. Heh heh heh.

All in all, the walk and chat and shop did lift my spirits much and hey, you know what, I can face the coming week much better now! :) Wished I had some friends I could just call and crap about how bad the day is, but things don't always work the way we want to. Nowadays the only people I get to sms are my students (exams!! oh horrors) and the only people I get to talk/joke with are the shop boutique sales assistants (if I ever go out). And come to think of it, it's kinda relaxing and fun being with Wen because she tells really funny stuffs which makes me laugh. I don't think any of my other girlfriends do that (besides PM sometimes perhaps, though now she's just full of angst and stress and can be quite incoherent!) The other person was the ex-schoolmate who prattled on with her funny and interesting life experiences . OH man .... I'm so in need of someone telling me funny stuffs!

Life gets boring if there's nothing to laugh at.

Hell hath no fury

And I was so so fuming mad today.

We left the house fifteen minutes earlier so that I could be early. Only to find that hubby had left my bag at home after I dropped him off at work. I was sooo angry all the way to my parents' place and all the way back home and all the way to work. Baby, for once, was extremely quiet throughout the journey. He glanced at me, saw my super black face and looked out of the window, and did not even make a whimper. Mummy's super black mood must be oozing out of her pores.

I said: I'll carry baby and you carry all the bags.

My bag was left on the floor by the shoes. How not angry can I be? My keys, my wallet, my identity cards, my everything! If one day I were to die on the street, and without my bag, I'll be a Jane Doe. A woman's identity is in her bag. No bag, no body.

On a scale of 1 to 10, my anger was 11. The +1 came from the remark that I always blamed him when things go wrong. I have a good reason for this. Two in fact. And I have the right to be extremely angry. All things considered, I wasn't being unreasonable at all.

I'm no longer angry now, but I'm still not appeased. We shall wait and see. All these things do add up.

The time is mine

Perhaps the problem is just me.

Perhaps I should just stop trying so hard.

I should not feel guilty about doing all the things that I've always been doing before. After all, when you offer your help once too often, you get taken for granted. Next time I'll just wait till it's asked for.

Yep, that's just it. No worries.

Things I must do:
1. Back to yoga.
2. Meet up with my girlfriends.
3. Go for my spa/facial/massage/etc therapy.
4. Stop feeling guilty about enjoying myself.
5. Go pick up the bloody violin. *bleah*

Yep, that's it. :)

Nothing beats having a pep talk to oneself.

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The annual dinner was quite disappointing. I was actually looking forward to it, until a few unhappy incidents. There was a bitchy Ah-Lian in the office whose yapping barks got on one's nerves. Hmm, actually that was the only incident. But like I've always tell my students, dogs are actually nicer animals than their human counterparts. And we do not speak the language of beasts.

Anyway, I was hoping to doll myself up with all the latest gold shimmer stuffs I got from Bobbi Brown. But my hair spa took longer than I expected and by the time I finished, there was only time to pick up the car and hubby, picked up baby, go home, dressed baby in something nicer, dropped hubby at work and go for dinner. Damn. All my new cosmetics never used. *sigh*

And I didn't quite like my new hair styling. I got them to blow straight, but it was too flat. I guess rebonding is out again. Did I hear Wen sigh? :P

Some gossipy stuffs: I think my colleagues (well, some of them, especially the older ones) must never have ever gotten the chance to dress up or put on makeup. The night was a night of awful makeup and gaudy dresses. God, you don't blush your face till it's red on both cheeks, and go with BLUE eye-shadows. And if you're ugly to look at in the first place, makeup doesn't make you any prettier.

Am I bad or what?

Still there's some pretty eye-candy. I hope she wins. :)

Old School

You know when old girls get together, chips would fly. :P Even though I've never ever spoken to her, not a single time, and yet we chatted like old friends. From bulldogs to whatnots.

Her face looked vaguely familiar. And I don't even know her name. But it was kinda fun trying to see how many people we both knew, and we so prattled on. Makes me kinda wished I've made more friends when I was in school. We parted and we promised to keep in touch. Yet I wonder if she really knew my name too. Me super low profile one. heh.

Anyway, the children nutrient talk turned out to be a children nutrient supplement talk. It makes a world of a difference you know. Not that they did any hard sell, but the sublimal message was there. The scare tatics, the guilt trip, the professional speaker. Well, I guess supplements is like a religion. Quite hard for me to buy it. And quite a lot of the talk my mom could have told me. Or a good book. Nothing was new.

Nevertheless, it was fun meeting new people, hmm .. or old. Whatever. :P

And I guess the best nutritious food is still home-cooked.

Boo!

Three girls squated around in a circle in an empty classroom in the middle of the night. The room was dark and the place was quiet. Each of the girls held a lighted candle. The first girl spoke and told them that each of them must tell a ghost or scary story then blow out the candle. When everyone has blown out the candle, each will take a turn to count out the number of people in the room. There will be an extra person in the room and she wants to know if it's going to be true. Then she blows out the candle and it's the second girl's turn. When all three had told a ghost story and the room became dark once again, they started counting. 1 ... 2 ... 3 ... ...

Now that is a really frightening ghost story! :P Anime: Ghost Hunt. I wonder when the second episode will be out. heh.

Unfortunately I didn't get to tell the kids about this one. I'm sure it'll freak them out big time.

I went to the library to grab a book and went away with Classic Ghost Stories. These classic kind of books are usually not very frightening and the language tends to be long and winding. However, some of the stories can really chill the bones and set the pace. So I always like reading them. A couple of my students saw me with the book, they were very excited and picked it up to read. I think they couldn't even make one paragraph, so they begged me to tell them the story. :P Well, I obliged, but it wasn't really very fun telling ghost stories in broad day light and when the story itself wasn't very frightening. So I embellished a little, put in some sound effects, and my boy was listening till like his eyes was popping out of his head. It didn't take much for his friend to creep up behind him and do a boo. heh heh heh.

All said and done, I still don't read the book when I'm all alone at home. Baby doesn't count!

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Wen has been waxing lyrical over her Jap dessert in her blog. That day I happened to pass by and decided to try some.

Unlike her who is sooo not hardworking and never provide us with any pics, here's a photo ... :P

Verdict? I didn't like it very much. The ice-cream was so little, see, it's not even one full scoop, and the jelly didn't taste nice at all and too much, too dry and no taste. And most of the stuffs are just canned. It confirms my belief that that Jap place isn't good at all. I didn't like any of the food there either. And when a Jap place doesn't serve free green tea, it's a place where no respectable Japanese will go.

Beta version

Finally did something to my blog, though not much. First I changed it into the beta version. Not sure it was a wise choice ... but hey, it's always good to try something new eh? One thing for sure, a lot of stuffs went missing, and I've been trying to put them back as much as I could.

One thing I'm very happy about is that I've managed to put an image as my header. No more just boring words or that ugly tiled blued thingy. Heh. Not that my image is very nice though, that picture was hastily sketched and scanned just to try out. I might draw another one in future. Maybe. :P

I've managed to get my haloscan comments back. Thanks to a few instructions and all. And this webpage is a gem if you're looking for more hacks. I'll take my time though, me not very ambitious. :P And I'm still exploring how I want my page to be.

Weekend stories

We shared the lift with some neighbours and their big baby boy this evening. When we got home, dear hubby remarked to baby dearest, 'You are now only known as Cute Rascal. We just saw a Handsome Boy.'

It was fun attending the Bobbi Brown makeup workshop. This time, it was the Gold Collection. We had some lovely refreshments before the workshop started. It was a pity Min couldn't join me, but I managed to get HM to go with me. She enjoyed herself very much too. This time I think I've really learnt how to use the eye-lash curler! I'm going to like my gold glitter lip gloss very much. I'm not sure the lip shimmer and the gold shimmer brick compact is going to be much used, but girls will be girls will be girls. We were so totally sold on the pretty gliterry gold stuffs! The make-up instructors were the same, and we had a nice chat with the young chap who instructed me and Wen the last time we were at the workshop together. Yep, I'm collecting certificates. Haha. Darn, and I haven't even used the lip tint I got at the last workshop! These pple are good at sales!

After the make-up session, my friend turned to me and remarked that she thinks both of us are the prettiest amongst the rest of the participants. I hooted with laughter, said that shouldn't be so, then took a good look around the participants and had to agree with her. We both fell over each other laughing manically.

It's quite strange to be looking at my friend's wedding photos. BTW, baby is soooooo photogenic! He looks handsomest of all, ahem, I meant cutest (rascal) of all. :P But I digress, it's strange because both the bride and groom were my classmates, and when we were classmates in JC, the two of them were the most unlikest couple! And you remember that when we were all in JC, he was scuffy and sleepyheaded and throughout the two years, I think I've only spoken to him once. And my girlfriend whom I was quite closed to was just the same now and then, and I'd never have thought them to be together. Oh well.

Hmmm, quality of photos seemed quite bad though.

Anyway ... I'd better sleep. :P

The calm

Actually I immediately felt better after ranting. It's strange eh? Some people feel worse after ranting. Me? After writing all those stuffs down, I suddenly felt I can face life again. :) Went down and smiled at my parents and gave baby a hug. Don't feel annoyed with hubby too. Ahh ... the power of writing. Leave your words and anger somewhere and don't carry it in the heart. :)

I think it was also because the paracetamol finally started to kick in. :P No more body aches or headaches or fever. Heh. Gotta stock up more. Zarin it is. Something wierd about it though. I managed to dig out two last tablets, one from my own stock and another given to me by a colleage. One left of each because I only took one during those times. And the one given to me by the colleage tasted really bitter whereas the one which was originally mine didn't. Placebo? Hmmmm ....

Neighbour came over with her two month baby to say hi. Gosh ... two month old J is sooooo soooo light! I missed carrying a two month old baby. And he was sooo cute, sleeping in my arms. And he has a head full of hair! My baby is fat and heavy and has no hair. But... he's still cute. Heh. Shh, now he's sleeping. I stuffed the pacifier into his mouth, with one hand, I held his hands down, with the other, I held on to the pacifier so that he doesn't spit it out, and finally he falls asleep with the pacifier. *whew*

Anime now. :D

I am not responsible for you

The house got so many ants! I just found their nest and sprayed it. Now going to clean up the dead ants.

Correct response: Here, let me help you.
Or: Hey, you can get those ant bait thingy, will stop them from coming.

Incorrect response: You're so dirty, eat already never clean up. So messy, always leave food around. Got time go and keep the place clean instead of idling.

Arrgh.

I have a full time job. I come home and have to take care of baby. I have to cook for the hubby. I have to wash the clothes. Sometimes I have to help the hubby. I've lost weight. I don't have time for myself. My hubby owes me money. My money goes to pay the bills. I want to buy nice things for myself. I didn't have a wedding present. I didn't have a birthday present. I didn't have a birthday cake. My in-laws starved me. My in-laws did not give me anything when we married. My in-laws did not give me anything when I had baby. My in-laws only helps with baby when they are free. My mom wants to go away end of October. Who is going to take care of baby? Who did they expect to take care of baby? My body was aching and I had to cook lunch. And the hubby wasn't too happy that it took so long (45 min to cook rice and chicken wings?). The cleaner didn't clean the place clean enough. I had to supervise her. I get dropped off at the MRT and have to take the train home with baby at night. Sometimes he would cry and would not want to be in the pram and I had to carry him in one arm and push the pram in the other.

My body ached and my head ached and I was running a temperature.

Correct response: Let you mummy rest okie, come gonggong play with you.
Incorrect response: Your mummy doesn't want you anymore.

Everybody can go and be damned.

How to drive me nuts

I'm so glad that my parents came over today. However ....

Why did you not eat the oranges? So long already rot already!

Why never eat the apples? See, rot already!

How come fridge so messy! I just tidied for you the last time!

Why never cook fish in the rice cooker for baby?

Etc.

And I was running a temperature with a bone weary ache.

And I had to run around the house listening to her and look for my paracetamol.

*sigh*

A week passes by

On Thursday, Mom cooked a mean pot of pig trotters. It was absolutely sinfully delicious. And coming right after a day of a non-dinner night. :P Mom sat by me and we chatted happily while she encouraged me to take one more. All together I had 3 and a half or was it 4 and a half? Sharing with her some of course.

Three hours later, I threw up every single bit of that yummy dinner. :( *sob*

That was the third time ever in my life that I got a headache so bad that it made me vomit.

I hurled out the whole contents of my stomach till it was empty and my throat felt raw. Then I threw up again and again till even the gastric juices came out. My headache was that bad. Or was it a migrane then?

So I had a jab, and was finally pain-free! Dear hubby said it probably made me a bit high as it was an opiate family. OH well. :p

Mom was so disappointed when I told her I threw up everything though. So was I.

Must be triggered by the stupid haze.

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Baby climbed up the stairs. All two flights of it, under the watchful eyes and encouragement of his grandpa, grandma and me. We tried to teach him to climb down properly, but I think he was too elated and tired to try. Next time. :)

Baby doesn't quite know how to crawl properly, he scoots around on his tummy, like a seal. :P The other day I saw him lifted up his buttocks and crawled on his hands and knees and I shouted excitedly to my mother, only in the next second, to see baby flopped back on his tummy again and scooted towards the kitchen. Lazy bum I guess.

If you put out baby's toys in front of him and mix something which is not his toy in the mess, baby will unwaveringly reach out for the object which is not his toy. We will not buy anymore toys for him.

Baby dearest is going on ten months, and he's already ten kilos.

:)

Swim dunk

We brought baby to swim on Wednesday evening. :)

He was afraid.

He was cautious.

He was just a little wide-eyed and worried.

My parents were around, and my father (being the strongest) carried him to play with the water, but baby was just too scared.

So me, the mummy held him tightly to show him that there was nothing to be afraid about.

And me, the mummy slipped on a step and went dunking into the water.

All the way head in trying to find my footing.

With baby in my arms.

All the way over his little head.

Baby was simply too stunned to cry.

I think that was fortunate = he didn't breathe water?

heh heh heh.

Shall we try that again? What is the best way to learn swimming? Definitely a little dunking to start with.

:P

My time is mine

Only early in the mornings or late at nights, when baby sleeps soundly with hubby. Only at such time can I do things for myself.

In the mornings, I would quickly do the laundry (that was yesterday!), clear the house, or bathe. Today I read some blogs, write my blog, and will have to clear the study room soon. Perhaps I should get some exercise too before I feel sleepy again. :P

Sometimes I wonder where all my friends have gone too. All work and study and no one to play with. Yesterday, I took baby and myself off to town to shop and walk. Stictly speaking, I wasn't alone then. We visited the bookshop and I got myself a cookbook: Harumi's Japanese Home Cooking. And got hubby a car magazine. Yep, finally spent Min's bday present! :) Thanks Min! :) :)

I also bumped into an ex-classmate with her hubby and baby took that time to wake up and cry. Or rather, when they made faces at him, he started crying. Heh. I didn't have too much time to spend in the bookstore, so I couldn't really browse through all the books properly and choose a good cookbook and it's always a problem to find out which cookbooks are good. Wonder if Wen got any good ones, must go look at her collection first. Heh, at least can browse in the comfort of her room, with only her dogs poking their cute little noses at me. :P

After that I fed my dear baby and we went to watch a fashion show. That was the main purpose for going out yesterday. We were late and couldn't get good seats, so ended up standing by the side. That was the first time I've ever attended their fashion show, they always invited me, but I never could find the time. Well, the whole thing was quite informal ... wasn't glam or anything like that. The models all looked the same, tall skinny, brown long hair, wavy, fair skin, sharp features. All mixed I think. Well, I guess when one is tall and skinny, ahem, I mean slim ... whatever clothes one wears looks good. Besides I didn't quite like the autumn-winter collection as everything was black black and black.

Anyway, baby and I had fun. :) I packed some sushi home and put baby to sleep, so that I could wash the clothes. I poured out some sake but had only one bite of my dinner before baby woke up and cried. So off he went standing at the coffee-table wreaking the place while I had my dinner in peace. :P

Just another quiet Saturday spent.

My apple crumble too

Lunch was fried rice, but the photos I took turned out too blur. I was inspired by Obachan so I made my own apple crumble too. I think I'd like mine with a scoop of vanila ice-cream, so called hubby to get one tub home. Seems like everywhere's out. :( Nevermind, there are still some left. :)

Everybody loved it! :) Mom and dad, and dear hubby too when he got home. And baby too. haha.

Wanted to invite PM over too to have some since it's her birthday today. I won't say I specially made for her, but I did make it in mind of her. Unfortunately she couldn't make it, and told me in no uncertain terms to practise first before she'll try some. Humf. Well, after I told her it was my first apple crumble I've ever made in my entire life.

It turned out well anyway. :) I still have some, how am I going to keep it? And I have some crumble left too, can make another small one!

So who's coming for dessert? :)

Pain pain go away

So I am still recovering from a bad case of runny nose which got so bad that I got sinus infection and am now on antibiotics. The pain was like a toothache and a headache, which just didn't go away, so a visit to the dentist to make sure that it wasn't a tooth decay. Thank goodness. Dear hubby is right after all, but he's not sympathetic, still. :P

Baby ripped out another page of my book while I was not looking, or rather, while hubby was not looking, and he (hubby) gleefully brought the torn page to me, like a trophy which baby won. Duh. Not to mention baby ripped out the plastic cover of another book I had. Think baby wants to start reading soon. He's just not very interested in his own books though. He wants things which are similar to what we have. Why cloth books or thick pages books which are unrippable?

Baby dearest is now at my feet happily shredding the tissue paper he managed to pull out before I caught him. I wonder if he would spoil the printer one day by pulling and tugging at it everytime he sits on the floor!

Dear hubby remarked that now as a parent he understands a few things about how other parents have been behaving. Previously he always get annoyed when kids make noise or pulls things off tables or grab the newspapers like his brother's kids. Now, when baby does that, we look at him proudly and say ... ohh, baby is learning to talk! How precious. Ohh, baby knows how to grab things! How smart! etc etc. Haha. I bet if someone with another perspective would view it just as irritating as hubby once had. Smack his little hands!

I guess we just have to be faster than him and pick up his toys behind him.

Damn tired, and baby has been waking up after eleven at night and didn't want to sleep after that.

It's no wonder I can't recover at all.

Hell hath no fury

I am angry because ...

That day hubby hiam that the food I cooked wasn't enough, so I fried him an egg on his mom's $3 Ikea telfon frying pan, and of course the fried egg tasted horrible. Haha.

I told him I don't use such frying pan. Every cent adds to the quality. I already had a nice expensive frying pan which is not telfon. And it cooks eggs very nicely. As in the other day I fried onion omelette and cod fish in it.

Well, anyway, I used the telfon frying pan to make my point, two points actually. :P

But that wasn't the end, or the story. I was starved for two days while having dinner at his mom's place. The first night dinner consisted of rice which was too wet to be rice, but too dry to be porriage. Read: Slimy starchy wet soggy rice. Plus canned beans (which I didn't like) and pumpkin (which tasted like ... err, overcooked, not sweet, no taste) and cold soup (I hate soup when it's cold!) which was tasteless too, tasted like some leftover soup which she just added extra water init, with some wierd herbs.

The second dinner, well ... rice was all right, and there was one HUGE bowl of stewed cold bittergourd, a little bit is fine ... but one HUGE bowl? And cold. Canned sardines, more canned beans (probably left over from the above), lukewarm soup with very expensive mushrooms she said which had no taste after being boiled like forever in the soup? Some left over two tablespoons of soggy egg with raw onions and some tough pork with cold tofu. Can't quite remember. And everything was cold. It was absolutely yucky. I guessed I stuffed myself with the cold sardines. They were the only pretty okay stuffs. You dumped lots of the sardine gravy and stuffed your face with the gravy and rice and snatched whatever sardines from hubby.

If you think that's the worst ... no it's not. The worst is having her looming at the table WATCHING you eat. And critising when you took very little rice when you saw the food at the table. And trying to FORCE you to eat all those horrible stuffs. And putting all those horrible stuffs onto your plate. One has to be quick, when her back is turned, quickly transfer to hubby, who protested loudly. Huh. And I was forced to eat some kind of BARK, you know those herbal stuffs you put in the soup to make it tasty and norishing, but you DON'T EAT IT!!!?!?!!!

Waaaaaaah! I feel very sick when I think of the torture I had to endure during those mealtimes. Good think I escaped this afternoon. It was cold tofu in semi-slimy-and-wet-rice with .... MORE BAKED BEANS!!!

WAAAAAH.

I went without lunch today.

It's no wonder I'm losing weight yeah? And everytime after dinner there, there's not enough food for baby.

Arrrrrrgh!

And what did hubby say? Nostagic.

So don't ever complain that I don't cook enough food!!!!!! I think it was two dishes that day. Cannot remember, too long. hahaha.

That's it ... never going to have my dinner there. Will practise polite decline.

As always, as ever ...

My one week break has come and gone. I didn't quite have a good break, but it wasn't overly stressful in a way.

Baby darling had diarrhea for the whole week. Still having diarrhea and now he's coughing and throwing up his milk after coughing too much! First he had rashes on his tummy and back and hands and feet, and for a while I was rather worried about HFMD. But it was more of an allergy because the poor mummy had very bad headaches and shoulder, neck and backache, and she stuck lots of koryok on herself, which probably leads to baby dear absorbing all those methyl-salicylate. So now the poor mummy still has very bad headaches and shoulder, neck and backache, and she's resorting to popping paracetamol like sweets. Perhaps the diarrhea is also a result of that? But it shouldn't be for that was one week after the rashes. *sigh*

Mom said baby dearest looks very pale. Of course he would be. It's been nine days and he's still having diarrhea. :(

But the good news is that baby dear is ever so active, and irrepressible, and so cheerful, except when we force the medicine down his throat. :P

He's coming to nine months now, and he has grown *gasp* six centimetres taller! My big baby boy! :)

So over the week, I spent some time at work, and the rest of the time at home taking care and playing with baby dear.

On Wednesday, I did this: :)

It took me 4 rounds of baking, for my oven was too small and could only bake 8 each time. I didn't have unsalted butter though, so I used the normal butter thingy and cut down on the amount of salt. I got my recipe from my bake book here, but I guess chocolate chip cookies are all the same everywhere. :) I put in walnuts and lots of Hersheys chocolate chips. (They melted in the open and I dumped them in the fridge, most of them now don't resemble chips!)

I scaled down everything by half, or as close as I could, and I realised why I could never be good at baking, for I couldn't be bothered to be exact in all my measurements. Darn, I need a proper mixing bowl! For one. When I stirred in my flour, one turn of the spoon sent the flour flying onto me. And I need a proper stirring spoon! Using a metal spoon to stir hurts the palm. If not, I guess I should get a hand-mixer if I'm to do such stuffs again!

Impromptu mixing bowl.

After that I made sorta-tom-yum udon noodle soup for dinner.

It was sort of rushed, for dear hubby was getting home soon. So I guess ... need more improvement on that one! I didn't have lime, and I didn't really want to put in the Thai fish sauce. :P And I didn't have enough lemongrass. And I put in tomatos too. Hmm ... tasted kinda ... strange. Heh. Maybe I should just stick to my normal style.

On a side-note, I wonder why my cookies became quite hard after a day. Is it because there was too little butter? They were nice and crunchy when hot though.

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The other day, I turned a corner, and was lost for words when I saw ... instead of the familiar old red-brick building, it was simply one huge gaping hole. Damn, so depressing! I didn't know so much had changed. Well, I knew they were going to pull down the library, but I didn't know it made everything looked so horrible. Gone was the nice warm cosy comforting place. Gone! Gone! And it really was a huge gaping hole there! Some sort of underpass? Souless now.

I worked there once. I loved the tress and walking up to the building from the bus-stop. I loved going there in the evening, where the wind would blow the leaves on my feet and tease the top of the tress. I loved the crooked stairs with old bricks on the side, going up to the main building. Damn, should have gone to take photos there.

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I was actually thinking of making pizza the next day after the cookies, but I guess that's enough baking and cooking (from recipe books) for now. Till the next holidays! :)

Hunger power

As much as I would like to change my blog layout, I can't do it right away, for I have not the time or patience or the commitment. So here I am, posting again. :P

I had only an hour to prepare for dinner last night before dear hubby went to work. Came home in the afternoon and completely passed out. Good thing baby was very cooperative too, and the three of us slept like ... well, baby. :P So when I woke up, I had to defrost the chicken and cook almost immediately, and the chicken was just a little hard still.

Anyway, the fastest way of cooking is to cook udon. Dry with mom's homemade chilli, a bit of this and that and lots of vege.


Yep, that's mine. Hubby had already wolfed his down. :P Of course the photos aren't as nice as other pple's, I've still a long way to go if I want to take good quality photos!

Then we had dessert, or rather I had dessert after that.

I sure liked my very sweet. :) Barley, snow fungus, red dates, almond nuts, lotus seeds ... and lots of rock sugar. Of course hubby got his watered down as he didn't like it too sweet. I'm the only one with the sweet tooth. :P

I packed one for hubby and one for his assistant, but theirs weren't too good as the dessert didn't really have time to cook. Heh. His assistant said the lotus seeds were still too hard! Oh well ... what can I do in an hour anyway?

Oh yes, baby wants some too! :P

Half past bake.

I really didn't feel like blogging until I do up my blog. This place is soooo .... stale and boring, that I don't feel like writing. But some news can't wait:

1. Baby is growing his upper teeth. Not two, not four ... but SIX upper teeth! Yeah, a mouthful of teeth. I can see him thinking of biting mummy real soon.

2. Mushishi live action. Read all about it. Though I agree with Garten that Ginko looks damn weird. He got a moustache??! And a little goat-beard?!? What the? Hey, the Ginko in the anime is clean-shaven. And his white hair looks so dry ... and ... damn, kind of reminds me of Shaggy in the movies, not the cartoon. Ha. But the actress Aoi Yuu looks pretty. :) Maybe I'll stick to animes.

3. Am pouring through all my cookbooks and bakebooks and wondering what I shall try out next. Am so inspired by Obachan. Hmmmmm .... Maybe I should just learn how to take nice photos and some photo edit software and try to make boy's photos look more ... nice. :P Wait till I'm free. haiz.

4. Just when I think life gets depressing, then suddenly there seems to be so much things I would like to do!

5. One of my students gave me a big bagful of baby clothes ... for my boy she says. She's soo sweet. :) Non-local. I don't really know what to say. This is the first time anyone has ever done such a sweet thing for me ... well, someone outside my circle of friends. :P

6. Must do something sweet for them too. Yep, make cards. Hmm hmm hmm.

Challenge of the geekette

Sometimes it really takes one a kick in the ass to get going.

Damn, do I sound like a donkey or what? Sheesh.

Okie, all that requires now is proof-reading and working out the answers. It's that simple really. I guess I was spoilt rotten previously. Now I know how nice they were, and how not nice they are.

Anyway, I shall send out resumes for a new job. I must believe in myself, know what I'm capable of doing and go and do what I want! Yeah.

I missed having friends whom I can really talk to.

Anyway, Bees and Wees had passed me the last of the trilogy. It's a good thing the weekend is coming up. More sleepless nights. But after such brain power drain now, it's hard to get to sleep too.

Another job for myself: I've printed out my source code and will spend some time figuring out which is which and hopefully I can learn some html or whatever it is called now and work on a new something. Hey, it shouldn't be too difficult huh? Wish I got some photoshop tools though. Must learn to take nicer photos too.

Yep, these are the little things that one can look forward to. :) Reminds me of PM.

Wimper for help.

Oh yes. I'm quite sick of my blog's layout now. Would be eternally grateful for some help to change the background and stuffs. Leave me a message if you can help me!!

B is for BogeyMonster

I've been meaning to write, but I kept getting sidetracked. Hmm. Okie, that's not absolutely true, I don't really feel like writing much nowadays. I guess there isn't really much to write about, or perhaps there were much more exciting and interesting things to do out there, or perhaps simply, one just gets tired of things after a while.

Yet I had been extremely busy. And stressed. And that makes it even worse. For when one is stressed, one does everything except.

Deadlines are looming. Or rather, have come and gone and postponed yet again. There is no running away, no hiding under the blanket, no digging a hole and poking the head in, no putting a paper bag over the head. The horrors are still there. You may cover your hands with your eyes and play peekaboo and get giggles from your baby, but the boggie monster is still out there, waiting for you behind the door. Here today, right now, is still another game of hide and seek with the boggie monster. Yep, typing away on the keyboard, insignificant mortals us, and Mr Boogie Monster is just waiting behind the screen. Oh, but I just need to get started!

Everything aside, don't you just hate it when the hero has an important task to do, yet he is up to his neck or rather cheeks with fillers? No no ... not that fillers you use to puff up your cheeks so that you look like the korean-girl-next-door-poor-but-falls-in-love-with-rich-guy-who-has-a-girlfriend. Not that I watch Korean stuffs, but the TV nanny always says Korean everytime I'm in front of it. One wonders what happens to the cutesy Japanese stuffs. Give me Jdramas anytime! But like the sad fate of car license plates, K comes after J, and J is sadly a has-been.

Hmm, where was I?

Twenty more years later, and you would think that I should know better. Hey, it simply feels like twenty years ago!

I started reading and finished the first two books of The Obsidian Trilogy in less than a week. Lovely story that. And you really cannot decide whether the computer is a boon or a fiend. I wanted to quote a particular paragraph onto here, but I just can't find that bloodly page or paragraph. Where's the damn search/find button when you need it desperately? What can I say? Go read it yourself. It started off slow, but really picked up quite a bit after a few false starts. And I liked it for the analogy of the Golden City of a Thousand Bells with another we all are too familiar with. My dearest boy also wanted to learn to read, and he was quite adamant about it, and thus managed to get his gubby little fingers on one page. Mummy cannot afford to buy new books, but she will have to. They're not mine after all. Deduct from his bank account. Ha. So young owe me money!

So we made a trip down to Sunny, and the books were not in stock. Instead I went away thirty dollars poorer, and got myself more sleepless nights. :P

So the next book was Earth, Fire, Air and Custard (or Fire, Earth, Air ... or earth, air, fire or whatever) by Tom Holt. Have been keeping an eye out for his books for quite a while, you know you have this feeling that he is pretty crazy, and it is definitely proven after reading that book! Unfortunately, there wasn't any fine print which states that the book is in the nth order and one must read the (n-1)th order or (n-2)th order first, and so I wasn't quite pleased or satisfied with the whole gummybusiness. But I supposed it saves one some money for the (n-1)th book cos' it's unlikely one wants to get it, unless from the library or more from Bees and Wees. Still, the story was ... interesting, in a way ... and ... just a little nonsensical, but it pretty much flowed, and your curiosity was definitely pipped, and you just wanted to know where all the reasonless parts lead to. Nope, no sudden feelings of joy nor relief, but it certainly serves as a morsel of a custard cake to one's hungry tummy. Or maybe it's just the stress talking.

Of course in between, I managed to catch two more episodes of the anime I was waiting for, and nonsensical things cometh in pairs; Suzumiya Haruhi no Yuuutsu was just as confusing and entertaining, so that kept me occupied while the boogieman lurks just besides my feet, with fins just clearing the floorboards.

Baby boy is walking forwards on the walker, is able to pull himself up once in a big yellow moon, is growing upper teeth, all except the front two upper ones, has pooed lots today with face turning beetred in the process, and seems to be rather conscious of pronouncing ba,pa,ma,da etc. Oh and he loves sticking his fingers into his mouth and definitely choking after that. And did I mention he ate more paper the other day, and this time he definitely swallowed it, with the end result of coughing and vomiting everything out after an hour or so. Yep, brown pieces of paper. Hubby-not-dear gave him a brown envelope to play with while I was preparing dinner, and baby-still-dear played with it quietly and happily, of course. *rolls eyes*

Who reads my blog nowadays? Even though I hardly write? Besides of course I know who. :) C is for cookie monster because I love cookies, for the double chocolate chip cookies by famous amos, which Min always give me, and she being the one who got me hooked on. :) Do you know Addiction? Goes damn well with milk.

The other day I had a impromptu sort of free bone density test, and woe woe woe .... I'm in the osteoporous thingy part. Sob. I'm definitely going to be a wrinkled and crooked and holey bony old lady next time. Does the cheese actually work?

Question of the Day: Why does Mogu dog not have a name when all her other dogs have one? Grrrrrrr.

We looked at cheek cells and onion cells today. Never done that before when I was a student, so I was pretty much greener than them, as they did it in primary school! But still, one doesn't get where one is if one doesn't know how to smoke, and after the tenth time of saying onion rings instead of onion cells, one more or less gets the hang of it. However, one does know that saliva and cheek cells do look different, and it's quite fun to quash all those enthusiastic bright eyed wonders when they excitedly tells one that they got the cheek cells. Ha. Ha. Ha.

And of course, Happy Birthday ... even though I hate to think of Her and Them together ...

Now, if only a dollar will drop from the sky everytime someone says he's cute. ;)

B is for unBearable

I know how Wen feels, having that elusive itch under the skin. Lucky her, she got her Ping Zong disease, I mean series, out of her system. Me? *sob sob* ... I don't know when the next episode will be available. And there seems to be about 9? 10? more to go. And I read somewhere that it runs to a hundred over ... *boohoohoo*

And I can't quite concentrate on any other things.

In the meantime, I'll just have to repeat. :P

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.

:(

B is for Baby Smile

The Sexy Hand

From Xena ...

Line of Heart
Your Line of Heart is a curved line. You are creative and sensitive. Sometimes ruled by emotions, sometimes by imagination. Sometimes you let feelings get in the way of clear thinking, and often for the better.

Girdle of Venus
You have the line called Girdle of Venus. Few people possess your level of passion. Your desires and needs are many and strong. An artistic nature which can be very original when given freely to expression.

Shape of Fingernails
The tips of your fingers are round. Sometimes other people seem too slow, so you finish their sentences for them. You are bright and intuitive, with a tendency to stick your neck out too far and getting hurt.

Thumb Flexibility
Based on the flexibility level of your thumb you have a good balance between brains and feelings. Don't think things to death, nor follow emotions over a cliff. Your mind can be changed, but the argument has to be convincing.

Highest Mound
Your highest mound is on the base if your thumb. A people person. Outgoing and going out. Likes to laugh and party. Appreciates good food, good friends, and good drink.

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And I've submitted Baby's big smile with the tongue here. Have you submitted yours? :)

The King of Fruits

It's been a while since I've written anything, I know ... but there's hardly anything interesting to write about. Work, rush home, feed baby, or maybe help out hubby, sleep, work ... rather monotonous, and hardly any time for yoga.

Dear hubby is still in the red. He hasn't got his first paycheck yet. I do hope that things will get better for him. My parents are rather strange people. They should be encouraging us, yet they don't always sound extremely positive especially when I go help my dear hubby. Can't help it what. Any good wife would do such a small thing for her husband right? Hmm ... I wonder what do the in laws think. :P

Anyway, the town central is certainly a big money spending place. Everyday I would pass by those stalls and everyday I would leave with big plastic bags. Of what you say? Fruits. :P The King of the fruits and the Queen of the fruits. Durians, mangosteens, lychees, sometimes grapes and the other day, a very heavy bag of oranges from NTUC. Somedays baby would be grouchy and I have to bring him out for walks. So what do I do? Visit the fruit store and get a box of durians. Sat outside on the benches and wallow in the bitter oh-soo-sweet fruits. Baby loves them too! He'll stare at me without blinking and drool, lick my fingers and smack his lips. Heh heh. That last box on Sunday was really fantastic! One whole box all to myself. And it was so perfect! Hubby was rather put off when I finished everything leaving him none. :P

So far all the durians I bought are really good! Okie, the other really good one was the one Wen got for me at Taka. DROOL .... Damn, now I feel like durians. :P

The mangosteens were really good too. I passed by them today, but I ran out of cash. Perhaps I'll get some tomorrow. :) Can't have durians too often though. One box a week is just nice. :) :) :)

Dear hubby had been sick last week. He ran a fever of 39 degrees for a few days. I was so worried. :( Had to stay up at night to check on him, and he certainly didn't appreciate me trying to sponge him! haha. Antibiotics helped, and you know the best part of it all? He had the same thing a few weeks back and he didn't finish his antibiotics that time! Lesson learnt eh? Some people must kenna whacked left right and centre then can learn. Ha. Then again, I understand how it happened. One gets so busy one forgets to pop the pills. The last time I was on antibiotics I forgot to take the last one. Bleah.

Baby came down with some slight fever on Monday. Cried a bit when we forcedfed him panadol. Fortunately he seems in top shape right now. :) Did I just hear him whimper? Yikes. Baby is still coughing though. At times. Seems to be rather bad. The phelgm. His poor little lungs.

So the other day I blew a balloon for him ...

And he was so extremely entertained by it.

Three blind mice

Dear hubby is sick again tonight. He's sleeping off the parcetamol right now. It means no work equals no money. *sigh* Dear baby is also a little bit sick. He's sleeping side by side with hubby right now. Hope the small one doesn't get squashed. Heh.

It means I have some time to myself. :) But I can't go for yoga. *sigh*

They gave me back my old class, and took away the better of the worse classes. Damn damn damn. I don't want the old class back! And I'd rather they took that awful class away. *sigh* Now it translates to many many remedials to catch up. :(

I've become quite a TV addict nowadays. Hooked on CSI, House, Top Gear ... to name a few. One of the latest Top Gear had me in stitches. Jeremy, James and the gay guy (I forgot the name) are really cute. I loved the one they challenged one another on a amphibious vehicle. Jeremy modified a small truck and put in a jet engine. Richard (the gay guy ... I think that's the name) transformed a small minivan (minibus?) into a big and heavy ship. And James is the best! He used a car and did a sailing boat. With all that sails too! I can't explain. You just have to watch it.

Then again ... well, the challenge involved them driving around somewhere to reach the lake. James sailboat kept hooking onto trees and hanging cables. Somewhere in the middle, it died and hitched a lift to the lake. I think Richard's boat was too heavy. It died many times too. And Jeremy's seems to be the most problem-free. Anyway, the best part was ... Richard's boat sunk almost immediately when it went into the water. It was too heavy and he forgot to waterproof his boat. Jeremy was doing very very well. He reached the end point, and did too sharp a turn, and the whole amphibian vehicle capsized. Just a couple of feet from land. So slow and steady James was the overall winner after all.

Gosh, I must watch it again! :)

And House too had me in stitches. Can't wait for the next season!

Whoa ... did I just see an ant crawling around my keyboard?

B is for beri sian

I am beri sian because

1. I hate cordless mouse and keyboard. When the bloody things batteries died, it's so much trouble. Took me at least fifteen minutes to find good working damn batteries. Why do guys like such technology?

2. I can't go for yoga tonight because no one takes care of baby. Can I give him away?

3. Baby woke up three times again last night and cried his head off. Can I give him away?

4. Stupid printer also gives me so much problem. All these new tech stuffs really sucks.

5. :(

I wanna go yoga. :(

B is for buy!

Working for hubby is definitely an eye opener. One gets to see things one doesn't normally see. Haha. Some quite gross of course. And it didn't get any easier because baby wanted to help as well. Most of the time was spent playing with him and watching House. Heh. And dear hubby is such a relentless taskmaster. I get scolded too, you know. Sniff.

Oh, and there were so many goondu people who didn't know how to read signs. Hubby can't sack me otherwise he would have done so. Hahaha. I scolded each and every goondu person who interrupted my solitare. Under my breath of course. :P

Anyway, that was that. How to make myself happy? I bought two pairs of shoes at the Tods sale. Woohoo! Now trying to see the shoes Wen got. Memory on hp is full so can't receive her message yet. Gotta upload to computer. Heh. Gee, I can't believe she only bought one pair. There were a few more I had wanted to get, but ... *shrug*

Oh dear, baby just fell backwards and kok his head on the floor. Well, there was a mattress under him. Must get a thicker mattress though. The kok was quite loud and he cried pretty loudly. Too bad the rocker was in the car. Baby doesn't seem to want to sleep at all right now. *Sigh*

B is also for beer and baby scoundrel

Baby doesn't want to drink water at all. In fact, he doesn't even want to drink anything from the milk bottle. We did a simple test today. My father passed him the milk bottle. He sqirmmed and pushed it away. My father then passed him a beer can. Whoa ... baby boy grabbed it and immediately put it to his mouth. Another time, baby gaze was fixed on the TV. My father held the milk bottle in front of him. No reaction. Milk bottle was transparent. Then my father held the beer can in front of him. Without leaving his gaze from the TV screen, baby dearest reached out for the beer can and put it to his mouth. Win already eh?

Did I mention baby dearest has his two front teeth. :) Sooo cute! Heh.

Dearest hubby missed the most spectacular event of the year today. He wasn't at home when it happened. Four days worth of very smelly and slimy brown poo. Two explosions. During change of diapers, he was still oozing brown stuffs. Eeeugh. Guess who was the unfortunate one who had to clean his butt. Eeeugh.

We are upgrading baby dearest to XL diapers. His butt crack shows through when he wears the L diapers. Someone got big butt! Wen should be his godmother. They have a common feature! :P

We are seriously considering to get him a potty on wheels and place him on the potty all day when he runs out of diaper sizes. :X :)

So here he is, my cute little imp ... almost six months old now!

Peace in the house

I am at home now, minus a baby. Peace has descended. Gosh ... this is like ... so shiok, no baby to worry about. Baby is at his granny's place, being dotted upon and overfed. :P

It's been a while since I've done Astanga Yoga. Damn it, I was so breathless after almost an hour in it. Can't do all those vinyasa towards the end, and my heart felt funny for a while. I am soo soo out of practice. *sigh* I'm not really aching so much actually, but I can feel all my hamstrings are extremely tight. With the seven day free pass, I hope I can go more often during this period.

I'm starting to introduce baby to other foods besides breastmilk. We had the packets of rice cereals and mil even made brown rice (powdered) for him. Baby dear however, doesn't seem to appreciate that at all. We prepared brown rice with water and milk and gave it to him in a milk bottle, and feeding him that is like asking for his life. He cries when he sees us bringing the milk bottle to him! Heh. All he wants is breastmilk. *slaps forehead* ... Oh yes, he'd rather go hungry than to have the bottle.

So I've bought this for him today, it makes mashing fruits easier. :)

Coming home today isn't all about relaxing. I've to wash the clothes are tidy the house a bit. But ... perhaps there's time to catch a nap. :)

zzZ.

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P.S: OH how I hate those people who come asking for donations for some charity. Arrgh. You don't force people to donate nor do you blackmill. Can I complain?

B is for busy

I swear that when the holidays are here, I'm even more busy! One week flew by just like that. Now that the boys are sleeping, I finally get some time to myself. :)

Dear hubby really pushed the car to its limits. On thursday night after I dropped off Wen and picked up hubby, the car finally gave a shudder and almost laid to rest. Almost. Somehow something got stuck somewhere, engine misfired, but fortunately we could still go a phutthering all the way home at second gear. We didn't dare to park the car at the basement carpark, instead we parked along the road for the night. Next morning, we went a phutthering to the car doctor.

Engine oil was due to change some 8000km ago. Brakes were practically worn out. There was something wrong with the gearbox and injection coils. The car doctor told us to bring the car back to the agent to get free stuffs fixed. So we went a phutthering all the way to Leng Kee. Driving at 50 to 70 km/h on the highway was quite and adventure. And the engine was phuttering and the car was shaking all the way.

Today we picked up the car from the agent and went a zooming to get the car serviced. Poor car. It used to get a bath from everyday to once a week to never bathe for few months. And when it was due for servicing we just happily ignored it. Only when the car was at deathbed that we finally brought it to see the doctor, dragging its poor engine all the way around spore. Heh.

We were telling baby that next time when he grows up he might want to be a car doctor. Hey, just two hours of tinkering with it and they're seven hundred plus dollars richer. That's more that what his dad takes home in a week! Yep, baby shall be a car doctor next time. His father whispered into his ear that next time when he brings his cars to see him, he will charge him only ten dollars for each of them. I whispered into his other ear that he'll charge a thousand dollars each, and boy ... baby will be a millionaire in no time!

*****
Baby fell off the bed the other night. I was too tired and slept too soundly. :( I was feeding him and dozed off. The next moment I heard a bump and baby dear was already on the floor. Poor baby. He cried a bit but stopped when I cuddled him.

The last couple of days, baby hadn't been sleeping very well at night. He kept waking up every hour. The first time I didn't know why, and was too tired to discover why. Only in the morning, I decided to rub his tummy and massage it and I did the same last night. He slept soundly after that. I guess he was a little constipated. Hadn't been pooing constantly after I started him on rice cereal. And goodness, now his poo really really stank! And it's like an explosion of brown awful looking and smelly stuffs. Urrgh. Hubby wanted to change jobs with me. Ha. :P

But baby was really really good when I brought him to the yoga demo. Heh heh. :) He just loved all that noise and all that people!