Shoes That Fit

ta-dah!

2011-02-28T22:23:00.003+08:00

to satisfy all the calls and msn messages i've been getting re the haircut; THIS IS the look i settled for. today it's starting to curl but when i first had it cut, my stylist had it blown straight jennifer aniston style. liked it a lot but she gave me the stinky eye - you know ... that side glance that screams "don't you freaking even think of rebonding your hair". i love my stylist, she knows what's good for me :)

makeover

2011-02-23T20:28:00.000+08:00

i've been toying with the idea of changing my look. i loaded a pic and started fussing with the styles. what do you think. i'm digging the chinadoll, monroe and pink look.

the tinkerbelle - don't make me grab my magic dust!

she bangs, she bangs!

can you feel my shagalicious mojo bay-bee!

the monroe ... happy birrrth-day to youuuuuuuu ....

the chinadoll

geek in the pink

roll in the hay OR is this what the cat dragged in ... MEOW!

orrrrrr .... i could just leave it as is

sigh ... decisions decisions

it was a planning malfunction, dammit!

2011-02-13T15:16:00.009+08:00

i knew janet jackson's tour was going to hit singapore. i sorta knew when and left it as that. i would have given ms jackson a beat coz she's a freaking mind-blowing entertainer and i wanted to be entertained. i wanted to be taken on an escapade.

instead, i chose to wait a while. alright, i procrastinated and then found it too late to pull together a posse. worse, the seat choice was seriously nasty by the time i got my act together. i supremely annoyed myself. i would have enjoyed dressing up for the concert. and i would have totally rocked the lyrics. the whole prepping for a concert, it's a pleasure principle; a girly thing.

it was a planning malfunction. i thought i was in control. ugghh, it doesn't really matter now.

sidenote : i'm totally digging her new hair. i'm planning a make-over soon and i'm looking at some serious lock-chopping.

2 steps to the left of the side note : i really wanted to work in ALL FOR YOU in this post, but couldn't find an angle. it's one of my faves. Sing it!

"all my girls at the party, look at that body, shakin that thing, like you never did see, got a nice package all right. hit it: 4, 3, 2, 1

marv - my silver surfing man of steel

2011-01-31T22:32:00.015+08:00

you've been wondering why i've not been blogging? hubs took the lappy to work and then we had none. i had gotten so dependent on his apple laptop that when he took it away, i had major withdrawals. reminded me of how, when we were dating, he'd hold out so that i'd come back for (and want) more. 10 years on and i'm still falling for his shenanigans. dammit.

the teasing stops here. i've since decided to treat myself to a new machine. i've been thinking abt buying a mac for about 2.5 years now, remember. but i hung on to pc and refused to convert. then the iphone was thrusted at me and slowly, he seduced me with his many apple gadgets. so at the recent sale, i bought my very own macbook pro.

meet marv. he's my new bff.
*see my fat fingers that don't help w the tiny keyboard on the iphone* be afraid ... be very afraid.

why marv? well he's silver and i mostly surf with him.
silver surfer = marvel = marv

hubs thinks "marv" sounds gay . well too bad, i like it. wait till he hears that i'm looking to buy marv a purple shell!! rainbow connection people. yo!

birds of a feather

2011-01-31T22:17:00.005+08:00

has angry birds taken over your life? well it has mine but more so the kids. they live and breathe ravio.

needless to say, one afternoon when i asked them to go outside to play, this is what i was greeted to. i just had to grab the camera.

hmmm ... what shall we play?

i'll be the yellow bird and you guys are the pigs. say oink!

twisted priorities

2010-12-14T08:43:00.007+08:00

had the weirdest dream last night. hubs and i agreed that we both would find partners to romp with. one day he comes with a chick - big hair, short tight skirt, legs to her armpits .. you get the drift.

anyways, i was coming out of starbucks and had just lit my last cigarette, when we bumped into each other. (she was with him) we said hi then i passed her my coffee and smoke and said that i needed to use the restroom.

when i came back out, she said she finished my stick and drank my coffee. i hit the roof! who did this *itch think she is for drinking my starbucks and smoking my marlboro! it's one thing to bang my man but it's another to take my smokes and joe. she crossed the line. THE LINE!!!

i woke up angry. i mean i was seriously pissed off. then i shared the dream w hubs and he was like "good to know your priorities. does that mean i can go find a woman."

sure hon, in YOUR dreams.

iphone stress test

2010-12-01T13:33:00.007+08:00

over the past 3 days my iphone has been thru much. lucky for the iphone (not so much for me) i was at work.

monday, while at a meeting, my boss accidentally knocks over my big cup of water which spills all over the table, over my notes and iphone. the people i was meeting with all yelled "save the iphone". never mind that i and my papers were wet. WE ... MUST ... SAVE ... THE ... IPHONE! the tech guy who was in the room told me not to rock the phone so that the water will not travel and seep. others said i should gently use the tissue to absorb the water. the meeting stopped for abt 3 minutes while we gave the iphone some love.

then today when i was going down the busy stairwell and sms-ing (i know, that's an accident waiting to happen ... tell me you don't do it!), my iphone slips out of my hands. the moment it hits the floor, 3 nurses yell "code blue"! then one says, "quick check and revive."

i was/am amused ... oh and don't tell hubs.

let the camwhoring begin

2010-11-30T21:56:00.006+08:00

there is more to say but i figure pictures speak volumes ... and we took heaps. with that i end my little tribute to my much anticipated and very celebrated holiday. i hear that if you don't look directly at the camera, you're not a complete camwhore.

E7 : life's little pleasures

2010-11-27T23:11:00.005+08:00

over the years, i have allowed life to consume me so much that when i was removed from the now, i went into shut-down mode .. but in a good way. what i liked about being removed was that i remembered how to love myself again.

the early bird
aside from that first night when we went out for dinner, the other nights saw us tucked in bed early. on one night we were in bed, watching ratatouille while having cookies and milk when we looked at the clock and it was not even 9pm. we looked at each other and felt absolutely no peer pressure to stay up a minute longer. we had 62 channels to surf and we chose sleep. that alone was truly decadent for me coz i can't remember the last time i slept before 9pm on purpose.

the sun salutation
i'd choose a beach holiday over any other holiday in a bat of an eye. i am a child of the big burning star at the center of the solar system. before the kids, i would go to the beach often on weekends to catch some rays. i love basking and baking in the sun. to have 4 days feeling the rays kiss my skin, with the smell of the ocean and the breeze in my hair, i loved it.

tech-no
i chose the bali kharma coz it's supposed to have free wi-fi on it's property. i wanted to stay connected. but the weekend we were there, they had tech issues and so no connection. and because it's indonesia, they didn't get it fixed till the last hour before check-out. aside from sms-ing the family, i could not check email or read my favourite websites. but in hindsight, that total cut-off from my world was really what i needed. tech would have gotten in the way of my holiday.

i was not booking
i so wanted to read a book coz it's been a while. i had a book picked for the holiday but forgot to pack it. not wanting to be beaten, i bought a magazine at the airport but left it in the plane seat pocket. i took the hint. it was meant to be.

dee and i had such a good time rediscovering ourselves (and each other) that we have not stopped talking about doing this annually. then 3 days after returning, i said every half year. 2 days ago, my bali buddy says we need to love ourselves once a quarter. i'm not arguing with that. i may not be able to do the 1/4ly thing, but i know i can plan for it and if time permits, i'm packing my bikini.

speaking of which, just days from returning, we both shopped victoria's secrets for new bikinis and they just arrived :)

E6 : capital i

2010-11-26T00:13:00.003+08:00

then in one big random moment, while we were basking in the sun, i turned to dee and started singing "Capital I". which got us going for a while till we got to the 5th line then we couldn't remember anymore. and as quickly as that began, we settled in on our deck chairs again and nuah-ed out.

*but i know anal dee made a mental note to google this so i thot i do her a fave and just post the song.

E5 : at first i was afraid, i was petrified

2010-11-24T23:05:00.008+08:00

remember when we went to the kuta beach for dinner that first night? well after over indulging, we needed to walk off our full meal. so we went to the beach again, which was really dark by then, aside for the light from down/ up lights positioned in the trees that help illuminate the many restaurants by the shore.

anyways, the sound of the crashing waves echoing in the still night was really scary. and you know how i had that huge tsunami paranoia episode before leaving right. well the situation was not helping.

the girls, well specifically jan, wanted us to walk at the shallow and dip our feet in the water. the tide was out and the water receded far into the blackness of the night. then all you see is white wash heading your way as the wave came in fast and heavy. and big. well i was not amused *as you can see in this pic* but the girls certainly were. they took the mick out of me the whole night!

on day 3, the ladies felt that i needed to face my fear and jan, who was staying in seminyak, invited us over. the beach was lovely. and the frightening waves seemed a whole lot tamer although i bet it wasn't. so i sucked in my fear (and fats since it was another bikini day) and made it out to sea again.

now with the waves coming in from the back

E4 : oh spa me stupid

2010-11-24T23:01:00.004+08:00

day 2, 3 and 4 generally went like this. we woke. we ate. we spa-ed ourselves stupid over and over again. dee more than me tho. her main agenda was to be one with the spa. mine was to get as much sun to last me a year. goodness knows when i'd get another helping of vitamin D!

neeways, here we are welcoming you to the bali kharma mahalaya spa where strange (not loopy strange, but unfamiliar strange) women manipulated our naked beings with coffee, coconut, papaya and more. but not all at once of course.

our relax reflexes became so conditioned to the sounds of the spa that we were like pavlov's dogs whenever we heard the combination of looped folk indonesian music and the sound of running water. instinctively we will start stripping and lie face down.

this is what i saw when i was lying face down

when i flipped over, i was greeted to the rattle of this rickety fan which created a cool balinese breeze in it's monotonous motion.

yeah, this is THE life :)

NKOTBSB-AMA Performance 2010

2010-11-24T08:39:00.002+08:00

damn you dick clark! well here it is again! the dancing gonadic tribe that is making a huge comeback! to quote BSB "oh my god we're back agaaaiiinnnnn."

its like a train wreck but... cant.... stop.....watching...

BackStreet Boys and New Kids On The Block Perform At The 2010 American M...

2010-11-24T00:50:00.002+08:00

i'm not too sure about this, people. i watched it with raised eyebrows. i dunno, i was never a boyband chick ... i lie ... i would have jumped into ricky martin's menudo pants from way before he turned gay. but now i wonder if there was really ever a tme. as usual, i digress.

at first i watched with amusement. then when they panned closer and the age showed, i started to cringe. seriously guys?!? syncronised dancing ... at your age is just wrong. 2 boybands merged into one big manband. all dancing in sync *hee, get it ... n'sync, oh never mind*

hey ki, this is worse than the dancing nomadic tribes. they are bloody dancing gonads!

spoiler alert

2010-11-23T13:32:00.005+08:00

dee has posted spoilers about the trip! so much for keepng you in suspense.

you have the choice of reading all my episodes or you can see how things unfolded from a different perspective. read more about bali at her blog which, BTW, just came out of hibernation.

E3 : beware the blanket hogger

2010-11-23T12:18:00.006+08:00

jan stayed the nite with us at the hotel. she packed all her stuff for her sleepover in that little black bag as shown in the earlier post. when she opened it, the biggest thing out of her bag was a square basket w her lotions, all neatly arranged. the smallest was a bikini.

she remembered the toothbrush but forgot her sleep clothes and decided to use her sarong. you know what that meant right. at some point, we will be sleeping w naked jan coz there is no way her sarong would have stayed on all night. i call this, the booby trap. but we were up for the challenge because apparently, dee sleeps in ONLY a sleep shirt!

we pushed together our 2 super single beds and negotiated sleep arrangements. since it was MY bday, i got first dibs and no prizes for guessing that i wanted left. also i told them i'm a non-roller and i sleep in the same position that i wake. they seemed satisfied enuf with that offer so i totally undersold the fact that i may snore.

that left the self confessed sleep hitter (dee) and the sleep grabber (jan) to duke out the middle and the right edge. it was decided that if the sleep hitter hits, the sleep grabber will grab. and with that, the grabber took the middle with the option to grab on either side. and the hitter took the extreme coz she's edgy that way.

in the morning
jan : YOU ARE A BLANKET HOGGER! *points at me*

me : nooooo, i didn't move!

jan : you didn't share the blanket. you tucked the blanket snugly up to your chin and around you that i didn't get any. (we had 2 single blankets and coz jan slept in the middle, she had the part that meets. or in this case, the part that didn't)

me : BUT i didnt't move!

dee : ah! this makes sense. the whole night, i thot jan was a blanket snatcher (coz they were BOTH trying to negotiate a single blanket *which would have been fun to watch*)but really YOU are a blanket hogger.

me : meh!

and you got to wonder why i tucked myself tight. i was sharing the bed w a sarong clad sleep grabber and nightie only sleep hitter. of course i needed to protect myself! oink!

*the pic is of the matches that i used the whole of my trip.

E2 : tonight we eat!

2010-11-22T00:17:00.007+08:00

THE BALI KHARMA
the ride to the hotel took forever. made longer by the 65 year old guide who insisted on giving us the obligatory tour as we made our way to nusa dua. dee seemed to understand his accent, so i got away with staring out of the window. also i was sitting right behind him and fell off his radar. ta dah!

when we got to our room, we unpacked, undressed and bikini-fied ourselves in 15 mins. this was going to be our holiday uniform. and i stress UNI coz that was all we wore. but before leaving the room, we had chocolate :)

we made a beeline for the beach. i have to say that at first i was disappointed coz i wanted to see a long stretch of sandy beach and crashing waves of water. but there was not much of a beach and the tide was teasing the shore. sigh. but i learned to love this beach as the days went by. i think the former would have been too much excitement and would have clashed with my agenda.

the sun was gorgeous and we just had to soak some in. we did the lie in the sun thing. lie in the shade thing. lie in the sun again. ate nachos, which really looked like tacos. and then we decided to begin our homage to the spa (our package came w a free 1hr hotel spa and a 2hr spa off site) since we were due for a 30 min drive to meet jan at seminyak for bday dinner we thot we kneaded the rub.

we cashed in on the 1hr traditional bali massage. this was a pivotal moment.
1) marked the first of many occasions that dee and i would be naked in a room together, oiled and relaxed.
2) *there is no 2 ... i think the visual of 1 is enuf* hahahaha

DINNER AT LA LUCCIOLA
we reached la lucciola just in time for sunset which we could not resist photographing. truly beautiful. we took a walk to the kuta beach to capture the moment.see jan's bag ... i'll tell you more abt this in my next blog.birthday girls!

we were so hungry by the time we got to la lucciola that we ordered w a vengeance and we managed to polish it off. i would show you pics but we were so hungry, we forgot all about it. but we did get a shot of the dessert platter which was simply divine. i was sooooo full, it wasn't funny!

thanks for dinner dee and DG. yummos to the max!

bali high ... E1 : and we are off!

2010-11-21T22:54:00.009+08:00

have you been wondering why i haven't gotten down to this earlier? well i've really had no time to put thought to .. er .. keyboard coz since coming back, and having a plate of char kuey teow, i have had the MOTHER of all food poisoning episodes. today is day 4 and i still feel nauseous to the core. i took a preg test today just to be sure it's STILL the food poisoning. breathe people, it still is :P

but that wasn't what i wanted to blog about. so let's get to it.

caffeine induced spree ... like we need an excuse :)
dee and i met at the airport a good 3 hours before the flight purely by technicality and half-deadness. our flight was at 0855hrs but we read 0800hrs; yes, we both read it that way. we were really tired ok. but going early meant that we could sit at starbucks for brekkie and shop duty free. and i'll have you know that 3hrs lead time was not enough!

the seat nazi
we were one of the last 6 people on the plane. when we got to our seats (dee needed aisle and i don't care where i sit as long as it's on the left), we found el groucherina warming it up. dee approached her and told her the obvious. disgruntled, she said, "oh ... i thought the gate closed already. my seat is actually over there" *she does the draggy blink thing and adds* "FINE, i'll move in." dee points to me and the grouch then starts mumbling something under her breath like she's doing US a favour by moving back to HER seat. dee gave her 2 cents and we had our seats and settled in quickly.

this is why i LOVE this woman
dee landed on my left which meant there will be no conversation from me on the flight. (i like standing/ sitting on the left because i prefer to look right when i talk) but just then, dee says without eye contact too, "i'm not into conversations". perfect! and so we sat in comfortable silence till the airline food came.

i'm so easy to please
i lurrrvvveeeee airline food. esp when flying from changi. and when they go "beef or chicken", i find it so hard to choose. i managed to cajole dee to take the chicken and i decided *wink* on beef which came with a kit kat for dessert. brilliant!

it was more than a'ight! it was 100% molten hot lava dawg!
so the chick that sat on my right had the window seat and every time i made the slightest head move to look out the window, she needed to look out too. i had to see the view from my peripheral so that i didn't alarm her least she hogged the little peep hole. but then when the plane flew over mt bantur (i think) with a crater (what looked like) the size of sentosa. the chick couldn't help herself and started slapping my thigh to look out the window. she even shoved her head and body back into her seat so that i too could soak in the awe. and the pilot took the opp to do a sharp turn tilting the plane so that the window was right over the volcano. .... ok i would like to think it was his flying skill and lets not go there.

you call THAT entertainment
the other thing i like abt flying is that i get to watch a movie at the volume i like. Ip Man 2 was showing. i haven't caught it yet so i was happy :) then of course the movie had to be cut with just 20 mins to go coz of the landing. so much for that! found out later that DG has both DVDs and since i was ill and all, i pulled my manja card and she brought the discs over and now i am satisfied.

overall, the flight was good. i have to say, i had the last minute flying jitters. i went thru so many prayers on the plane, i almost said mass. we landed safe and was quickly whisked away to our resort. more abt that soon in episode 2 *yup .. that was the trailer*

the dancing nomadic tribe

2010-11-11T23:50:00.010+08:00

yesterday was AG's bday and we had family over - some of our most fave people in the world. boomy and sam, ki and we also had a smidgen of DG. we did the usual bday thing then the "adults" - yeah that's us - sat around the dinning table for some conversation. and let me tell you, it felt so good! not that we were talking abt adult stuff et al. hah!

well my fave bit, which turned out to be the running joke of the night, was the nomadic dancing tribe. we were doing the multi-racist thing when ki said (and i'm para-phrasing) "watsup with the desert scenes where right out of no where 40 dancers can jump in with the pelvic thrust and the boob shimmy." then instinctively, we both started to chest air pump and shimmy at the same time! hahaha .... well, you just had to be there.

anyway, these dress alike synchronised dancers that pop out of no-where were labeled THE dancing nomadic tribe. we continued with spin-off tales of their origins, what they could possibly be doing to earn extra cash, what an impt role the fat dancer plays, how on down days they could possibly ambush innocent unbeknowns who sits at home reading a book ... and so much more. boy was it fun! full of nonsensical fun. i almost didn't want it to end but it was a school night :(

jai ho everybody!

post note : just referenced hubs on some details abt the convee last night and he was like " why? starting a wiki page ah?" don't tempt me boyyyyyyy!

packing order

2010-11-11T12:53:00.007+08:00

and so the million dollar question is .... what do i pack for my vaycay?

dee is packing 2 sets of underlings. a sarong. a t-shirt. a dress. a bikini. all inside her back pack.

i'm like WHAT! IS THAT ALL!!! WHAT ARE YOU GOING TO SLEEP IN???!!!

i want to bring double of everything she's packing (except the underlings coz it's bali and the likelihood of even using the said underlings is slim.) and i've not even started on my toiletries bag which ALONE weighs a ton!

we're going in jeans and a tee and fitflops. and now i'm considering bringing shoes coz we have a nice dinner planned too. maybe my crocs which are really light. but what if i'm cold? i should take my hoodie. and my toes? should i bring socks? do i need a hat? i have some cute hats :) and a bag within the bag. and shorts? won't i need shorts? i don't have a sarong. maybe i should bring shorts. OMG!!!

you know the last time i packed a bag was for the hospital when baby was born.

to go with the ebb and flow

2010-11-09T22:36:00.007+08:00

bali is in 4 days and i can't decide if i'm excited or not. right off the bat, i have to say that the recent tsunami has gotten my attention. paranoia is in my head and i hope it does not take over. i've found this website but i hesitate to register. i wonder if it works and whether it will just feed my horror rather than allay my anxiety.

how am i going to have a restful night's sleep knowing that the sea is right out my window/ balcony? and sleep is big on my agenda. sigh. i hope i'm not going to get all tight arsed and learn to relax. i'm going to buy alcohol on my way in, hopefully it will help. aside ... i hope mother nature shows us some love ... from one mother to another, mother nature ma'am .... you know i deserve this holiday.

i don't run the circus, i'm just one of the clowns.

2010-11-09T21:10:00.009+08:00

ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls, step right up to the greatest show on earth. the ring-a-ding circus is in town. this is what the kids do when they are not on the tv, laptop or iphone. they hope that one day, they will be able to make some moolah with their act. this game is called circus and they always try for better :)

ta dah!

the dismount

i couldn't help joining in

i'll have you know that the safety officer Mr MB scolded AG for posing for those pix. she was supposed to keep both hands on the ground at all times he said sternly. this is quite the promotion since his last stint some 3 years ago. what ... you've forgotten? here's the recap.

Jane Seymour said "Motherhood has relaxed me in many ways. You learn to deal with crisis. I've become a juggler, I suppose. It's all a big circus, and nobody who knows me believes I can manage, but sometimes I do."

birthday wishes

2010-11-09T09:42:00.010+08:00

and so it's November and the slew of bday's have started. lazy me is going to do the mass bday wishes thing because ... well ... i'm lazy ... and i don't usually do the bday thing ... so this is big ... that i'm actually doing this.

4 nov - bling - i haven't seen or spoken to bling in abt 5 years. but i still have her close in mind. anyways, i recently wanted to call another B person when i fat-fingered my contact list and called her instead. i quickly hung up coz i'm really bad at the whole keeping in touch thing. abt 1 hour later, she calls back. thankfully it's already nov so i did the happy bday thing and we managed to catch up a bit. i told her the truth abt fat-fingering and she still loves me :) and THAT's the scorp difference people!

6 nov - Poochiespider and Obsidian - what can i say ... you hotties keep bringing sexy back!

8 nov - DG!! - must share this ... the family made effort to call DG last night and put the call on speaker. we heard the "hello" and we all started singing the bday song. and in 2 languages. even baby was shouting in the back; but she always shouts anyways ... when we were done, the person said, "sorry wrong number" and hung up! i sent DG a text this morning and and wished her belated love instead.

9 nov - cheryl-ann superstar because that's who you areeeeeeee!

10 nov - angel girl (i'm planning math tuition for her on this day ... just to freak her out .... muah ah ah)

13 nov - me!!! but i'll be in bali that day (for 3 days) so pls don't get all emo if you leave FB and SMS messages and i'm late in replying. i will reply ... once the massages wear off and i get movement in my fingers again :)

and i think it ends here. phew.

but if you want to read some more, here are my past bday blogs which still brings on a smile whenever i re-read it. enjoy! not sure why that last one was included under the bday search but i'm not gonna question the powers behind blogspot.

blue moon

2010-10-25T21:37:00.006+08:00

the moon, the melancholic moon, it's manipulating me. she's parked herself in scorpio and i feel myself crashing into reflection.

is this the life i was supposed to have? is there more i want? is this how i want to be loved? do i deserve better? can i do more? am i doing what i want? can i speak my mind? am i a good person? do i want to be a good person? or do i just want to appear like a good person? is this my life or your life lived through my being?

is my life the reflection of my thoughts?

theory of relativity part 2

2010-10-25T14:23:00.006+08:00

hubs : you're putting on weight

me : what!

hubs : yeah, getting bigger

this upset-ed me for a few weeks then it hit me, i'm not getting fatter. HE is losing weight!! so relatively, i have become bigger.

i've since called him out on this which he agrees, nonchalantly.

bali high

2010-10-20T13:48:00.011+08:00

this bday is all about decadence. i am going to bali with dee and our sole agenda is to space out and spa ourselves stupid.

our basic itinerary is : wake up, stuff face at breakfast, head for the beach to stone out, lunch, nap by the pool while we toast ourselves in the sun, dinner. we'll sneak in the massages somewhere/ somehow.

3 things i'm excited about
1) smothering myself with Hawaiian Tropics (... i LUURRRVVVEEE that coconut scent) and hanging out in my bikini all day.

2) 3 mornings of pigging out on the American Breakfast buffet at the hotel. can you say nuah eggs with sausage, bacon and baked beans :) hell, i'll even have my eggs in a bulls eye with the soft middle on day two and in a cheese omelette on day 3!!!

3) the possibility of actually reading a book! and i've got one too. I'm bringing along the girl with the dragon tattoo.

it's the first time we are travelling together and i just know we're going to have so much fun. dee and i are going to see who out-anals who. hahaha. place your bets now. the psycho-controlling mother of 4 or the woman who successfully took charge of a bunch of giddy after-office-hour gen-Xers (and one Y-er) at trivia night. it's a close fight people.

run, forest run ... and don't look back!

2010-10-14T23:05:00.010+08:00

a few people around me are dieting in a frantic race to lose weight before xmas. more so to be their hawtest for the festive season and i can totally relate. just last year (and pre-baby in 2008) i was running this race with a vengeance. i ran this race twice - both times with determination to succeed and succeed i did.

many have asked what my motivation was to stay focused. well, i was in denial until i saw this photo of me at a party. arms the size of my now calves. no collar bones. double chin. the works! in my full glory, i weighed in at 82kg.
the funny thing is i remember this day so clearly. i specifically wore this tube top coz i thought i looked good in it. i actually thot the look was slimming. boy was i wrong.

well reality hit me like a ton of bricks. i knew i had to do something and i got to it. now i look like this.i still have my fat days but i now know what to do when that comes round. i think with weight management, there is only DO ... there is no try. you're either in it or not. so to all my GFs running the race, trust me, you guys are gonna look so HAWT, i may just need to slap on the sun block when i hang out with you!

hey you guise!!!

2010-10-12T20:36:00.005+08:00

it's spelling time again and i was practising with MB.

me : how do you spell disguise

MB : d-i-s-g-u-i-s-e

me : good, now use disguise in a sentence

bu : i know this one

me : *happy at the initiative* sure baby, you make a sentence w disguise.

bu : i like playing with dees-guys

spice up your life

2010-09-30T13:34:00.004+08:00

DG : btw - having indian for lunch... this indian not as satisfying as ur indian. now must have ur indian... maybe we should just do indian on saturday ... (that sounds wrong)

me : yup ....esp since i actually DO have an indian

DG : hmmm... I think I'm getting less tolerant of spice; my mouth can take it (the spice) ... everything else following can't. BUT I still crave indian

me : you can have MY indian

DG : no will just go for indian food ... u can keep ur indian...

sigh ... another foiled chance at trading in the hubs

still not gletting it

2010-09-29T22:54:00.007+08:00

i've given it a shot and i still don't get the hype. glee.

my friends love it but i still have not found enough purpose in life to offer it the 1hour when i could be doing something else ... i dunno ... say ... cutting my toe nails?

it's like high-school-musical-groundhog-day and if you know my sentiment for HSM, or ANY musicals et al, you'd understand my twitch i have with the show. i'm going to stop believing now.

the only saving grace is this guy. mr mohawk. yummos right. aside, i think it's just meh.

the bug stops here

2010-09-29T21:34:00.003+08:00

quit bugging me

i said QUIT BUGGING ME!!!

pleeaassseeee quit bugging meeeeee

mummyyyyyyy .... THEY are bugging meeeeee

ok ... i'm ok ... i'm touching mummy. all's good. take deep breaths .... all's good

what's the Matcha with me?

2010-09-28T23:03:00.001+08:00

i'm dieting again and have been doing good for the last week. been strict and following the rules. no deviations, very focused. it's been an easy ride so far and i have not been feeling peckish.

then yesterday, i my mouth felt itchy for some green tea sponge cake. (i LOVE green tea ANYTHING!). i put a spoonful of cake into my mouth and spat it out straight away. my mouth/tongue couldn't take the taste. in just 7 days, my body had actually conditioned to reject the sugar. amazing right!

i am disappointed with myself for losing focus (matcha cake is a weakness). super pleased tho, that my body saved me from myself.

sin this; done that

2010-09-22T23:19:00.004+08:00

i'm awake doing work and i'm hungry. actually i'm not hungry, just mouth itchy. which is worse. i have kettle chips in my cupboard, B&J's peanut butter cup ice cream in the freezer, oreos (double stuffed) in the drawer and of course heaps of mooncakes *tis the season*.

what i really want is to sink my teeth into some rum balls. yes ... some ... not one ... but some. instead, i have some mango and drink heaps of water while i resist the urge.

so(tong) sedap!

2010-09-22T22:45:00.001+08:00

crave of the day today is "sotong hitam" or black ink squid. i love this when it's cooked with a thick gravy.

my malay friends usually prepare this a little sweet and with red or green cut chilli. my nonya friends like it soured with assam.

either way it's served, i want to be at the table with a bowl of hot rice. shoiks.

the all amazing smart phone

2010-09-21T08:29:00.003+08:00

it's official, i am now an iphone user. after a 1 month trial with his old phone, this weekend, he presented me with my very own device as an anniversary gift. it upset him that i was not as enthused as he hoped i'd be. that's coz i felt he was trying to shove technology down my throat and i was just not ready for it. but all's good now.

i went out to get my mirco-sim card. updated my data plan. and tah dah ... i now can do face time. but the only thoughts in my head are "i need to find a good angle to hold the phone so that i look good". i toggle between that and "should i wear make-up for this?". whattttt ....

Anyhoo ... hubs warns ... "now this is a smart phone so it will use up more battery than the normal phone. don't be surprised coz last time you only needed to charge your phone once every 3 days. now you need to charge your phone every day."

me : so it's not that smart after all

hubs : it's a phone which is rich in applications that's why it uses so much battery. like a wife.

me : hmmm, like a husband too.

hubs : no, husbands don't have so many apps. just eat, sleep and make the wife pregnant. wives have to cook, clean, look after kids .... many apps.

does he not deserve death by application? i'm sure i can apply myself that way too.

putting her finger on it

2010-08-31T12:39:00.009+08:00

i can just feel it ... OVERHEARD is going to be my favourite label yet!

talking to ki abt the iphone and how the fingerprint marks are just going to get me all OCD, when she offered that she carries a cloth to clean hers but does it in pte.

ki : i'm just self-conscious about it - i do it when i'm alone ...

... and how rude is this picture! geez what will they think of next. i'm thinking you'd want to do THIS in pte. it's like finger porn for the S&M digit fetish.

the accidental iphone user

2010-08-30T22:20:00.006+08:00

i lost my mobile over the weekend. not so much heart broken about the lost hardware as i am about the lost information. the phone itself was a lemon, it would hang on me every 3 days. but it served me well.

upon realisation of my loss, i told hubs my sob story. i saw a twinkle in his eye while he tried to stifle a smile. outwardly, he was empathetic over my loss. but inside, his diabolical iphone plan was abrewing.

we got me a replacement SIM card and i was able to retain my number. when i got home, hubs slid it into his old iphone 3G to "let me play with it". the classic poison "apple" move that we are all too familiar with. well, i played along, it was now or never. i would have preferred waiting but opportunity knocked. i just hope i don't turn out like the average apple geekazoid.

so while i get accustomed to my new toy ... let me just start by saying the iphone is not made for people with big fingers.

uuuRRRAAAARGGggggghhhh! sms-ing is a bitch! hubs taught me the short-cut for the full-stop. so why is there no short-cut for the comma, question and exclamation marks! these are important punctuations too! damn it!!! *see*

the quiche and i

2010-08-29T20:53:00.001+08:00

i just discovered this website bakingbites.com. i don't usually go out looking for food sites but this one had a recipe for quiche that sounds somewhat healthy. the article aside, my all time fave is the spinach and wild mushroom quiche.

back to the site, it's got recipes, cooking gizmos and stuff.

crustless quiche. dee you reading this?

to see if it's the same ....

2010-08-29T20:50:00.007+08:00

and this is why back stories are so important. i overheard hubs talking to his friend on his mobile (while we were in a taxi) about micro-SIM adapters.

hubs : ok tell you what, i'll go home and take a picture of mine and send it to you. meanwhile, you send me a picture of yours ...

heaven help me

2010-08-23T18:19:00.006+08:00

i may just get a hard time at heaven's gate for posting this. but it's just really too funny not to share. hope you enjoy it as much as i do and ... erm .... watch out for lightning :)
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mc smiley

2010-08-23T13:10:00.004+08:00

how to make a mc smiley
1) take sleepy baby out of her pram.
2) sit her on the bar top table.
3) give her a fry (or 2) dipped w ice cream.
4) repeat

dollface was smiling from ear to ear. i think she overdid her smile quota for the day in just 15 minutes :) check out the signature furrowed brows in the earlier sequence. cute lah.

spreading 'em

2010-08-23T12:10:00.008+08:00

i've given birth 4 times and i regularly go for Brazilians. yet when my doctor asks me to spread my legs for a pap smear, it still gives me the willies. i'll never get used to it. it's just not natural to be inspected and probed so clinically. can't wait for my mammogram years to hit. ugh.

tips for a successful session (according to me)

- neaten up (i had my wax :) )

- always wear good underwear (don't want the nurses judging you - regardless, you SHOULD always wear good underwear)

- wear separates (helps you look half decent)

- pee before the examination

- it's ok to make small talk but eye contact may be weird (unless you are into it)

#2 ... why i need an iphone

2010-08-23T08:58:00.000+08:00

helps w the toilet time. i know .. it's lame. but really, this girl needs to surf.

mocking the bird

2010-08-22T21:22:00.007+08:00

this saturday i took the 3 big kids with me while i ran some errands. my last run was at raffles place so we took the time to look at the many sculptures there. we stopped in front of this one for a while as we made out the abstract meaning. our answers really mirror-ed our personalities.

the creative AG - it looks like an open mouth (like with a flip-top head) with the tongue sticking out in a 'C' ... kinda making a monkey face

the stoic MB - i see nothing. yeah ... nothing ... just a bunch of metal. nothing.

the vehicular Bu - i see a ship ... a boat with the wind blowing in the sail.

me : i see 3 dead birds killed by an arrow

all : Mmooommmmmmm!!!!

me : hee ... but it's true. oh all right ... i see a dog getting a tummy scratch/ rub. how's that for a happy ending?

AG : better :)

and off to mac-ers we went for lunch.

the pretenders ... aren't we all

2010-08-19T21:33:00.005+08:00

feeling alone again. i'm trying so hard to keep things together single handedly. but every time i think i'm making some head-way, a seam gives. i'm running out of ideas on how to fix things. how to keep it whole without wasting away. i pretend that it's all good. that i've got a handle on things. but really ... i'm tired. not strong enough. i think i just need a good cry and maybe a little jesus.

cheese = protein

2010-08-18T23:14:00.006+08:00

diet girl sees the slice of cheese cake at the counter. it's cut in a wedge, just the way she likes it. she thinks to herself that it's 80% protein. 20% sugar. she knows she's kidding herself but damn the slice looks good. heh ... it was yummy too.

of weeds and hoes

2010-08-09T19:16:00.006+08:00

i've written about AG's primary 1 spelling list in this post.

this time i want to say a few words about MB's list. interestingly, it's the same teacher who set the earlier list with the crack.

the kids are learning about gardening. as i was going thru the list, i couldn't help but chuckle when i read out weeds. then i chuckled some more when i read hoes. coz the visual that came to my mind yo, was the snooper star, the dawg father ... snoooop doggy dogg. i think the tizzle likes her wizzle :P

what's the beef?

2010-08-03T23:50:00.002+08:00

in the left corner, stupid diet girl stood looking all that and ready to rumble with the double 1/4 pounder with cheese. She felt that it made sense to take on the higher protein to carb ratio. to balance this out, she coupled the burger with a diet coke coz it made her feel better.

little did she know the wrath of half a pound of beef. she decided on eating just one half of the bun (the sesame side of course) to lessen the carb. this also allowed her a handful of chips.

totally oblivious to the ketchup that was smothered all over the meat, she tucked in. she needed the ketchup tho, how else were the onion slices going to stick to the meat. duh!?!

the burger turned on the charm. mocking diet girl almost. egging her to finish it all - looking all juicy. diet girl thot she could. she really really did. the burger won. she was pounded to the ground. it was a knock-out. diet girl felt sick to the core with 2 bites to spare.

ugh.

down the beaten path

2010-07-30T00:18:00.005+08:00

this is how i feel about my last 2 weeks. punched and beaten and knackered.

first the 3 big kids were ill. one by one with super high fever (39 degrees) and serious laryngitis. ulcers on inflamed tonsils and down the throat. then the baby came down with hand foot and mouth - second review tomorrow. she's been so cranky and has been all over me ... wanting only me.

i've had to stay home for days on both weeks nursing them. which means that the work has been piling in the office = late nights trying to clear the back-log. PLUS hubs was out-stationed during this time. i've had to battle this on my own. ugh. really tough days.

he's back now, but not quite. he's been working on an event where his nights have merged into days. i haven't spent an hour with him since he came back - so i've not been able to draw strength or re-charge.

it's still all me at the home front w the kids and juggling their school and work.

sigh ... just knock me out already. i need a break.

the kettle boils, bubbles and sings, musically

2010-07-21T13:14:00.008+08:00

i've been craving for a bag of honey dijon kettle chips. told dg abt it last night. she wanted to offer me her bag of doritos ... *rolls eyes*. we all know it's not the same! but she insisted and i caved and relented.

then she left the said bag of chips in her car and was too lazy to go back and get it. sigh. so the crave lives on.

i don't know why i did this but while thinking abt kettle chips, i went on to think about kettle quotes - that i knew of at least. of course there are more

there's the ever favourite "the pot calling the kettle black" - which actually is quite funny if you get a 3rd person visual of a discussion between a pot-head and an african american name-calling.

and the popular "polly put the kettle on, and we'll all have tea". poor polly. i say, next time, send the lazy bunch off to starbucks for their fix. or only make tea if someone offers to bake something :)

and then i started thinking of chips the tv series. i couldn't help this pic :)
check our eric estrada! and those aviator shades. and ... and the tight pants. for the life of me, i can't remember the name of that other guy. and i'm too lazy to google it!

ok, this is getting weird.

the fat and thin of things

2010-07-21T12:51:00.007+08:00

hubs was talking to the young'uns about being fat and thin.

he said regardless of your size, you need to be confident to carry off your look. and you should accept "what" you are. there is no such thing as chubby or pudgy. if you are fat then just acknowledge the fact that you ARE fat and work around it (if you don't plan to do anything abt it). most of all, you should embrace it and be comfortable in your skin and work it! more often than not, people will not notice the fat (or thin) and they won't dwell on it - macam he knows what being fat is all about.

but i digress ... so it was very engaging discussion. the kids were chipping in their take on the topic when hubs turns and points at me :

hubs : look at mummy. is she thin or fat.

MB : she's thin ....

me : *i smile*

MB : .... until she sits down. then she's fat.

NOTE TO SELF - don't EVER sit down for fear of that mid-section hamburger effect!! or i could do something about it. or i may just need to be comfortable in my skin and have that chocolate covered donut that i've been craving for.

boy in a hood(ie)

2010-07-20T21:40:00.002+08:00

cheeky bu posed for these without any prompting. he's a natural with making these monkey faces. i love his spirit and his humour. isn't he a cutie :)

i got it from my momma

2010-07-20T21:30:00.003+08:00

dollface always has her brows in a furrow. it's her default setting. she gets it from me. see ..

... but when she smiles, she's all angel!

*and scene* .... back to grouch mode again :)

check it out, we all look the same. thankfully, the girls all got my genes. heh.

OPI, oh my!

2010-07-14T23:50:00.006+08:00

i went for a pedi 2 weeks ago and decided on a colour that was really off my usual range. i took on the OPI Summer Flutter Collection in "catch me in your net". this is a like a teal/ green with heaps of sparkle that look somewhat gold. it's the first nail swatch in the link earlier. i have an eyeshadow just like that which i love. so i thot the colour would sit well on my toes too.

after the first 3 days, i couldn't stand the colour. yes, i went green and didn't like it. i looked like i stepped in a pool of decomposed seaweed. like my toes were getting moldy. it just looked vile - to me at least.

today i decided i just couldn't take it anymore and had to have it re-done. now it's in a very safe nude-ish lavender shade. which is again, out of my norm, coz i usually go with nude-ish white or pink colours like the OPI bubblebath (i love this colour BTW). but i thought what the hey, if i can let my hair down and do green nails, i can do nude-ish lavender. i know ... i'm wild.

i pity the fool

2010-07-14T23:12:00.005+08:00

i pity the fool who hasn't caught the A-Team, for 2 reasons.

1) it is a bad-ass movie. i felt they stuck to the series and was true to the characters and plot. remember this voiceover before every episode "If you have a problem, if no one else can help, and if you can find them, maybe you can hire... The A-Team." well the movie brought me back there. i do wish Mr T had more bling on him though. just the mohawk alone was not enough. but that aside, the kids, hubs, DG and I really had a good time.

some may argue that it's a guy's movie. very tailored for the testosterone. how a man comes up with a plan, then tells it to his posse who then make their own props and go on their way to carry out the plan and execute it with lots of guns and explosions and sh*t. but noooo, the movie is also for the women. which brings me to point 2 .....

2) hawtie bradley cooper. if nothing else, catch the movie to drool over this man. try to contain yourself when he comes on shirtless, his hot bod glistening in the sun. then again when he's in his suit looking all yummy.

now go grab the kids, or the partner ... oh hell grab somebody fool! book your tickets and go watch the movie. you won't regret it.

i love it when a plan comes together :)

we all scream for ice-cream

2010-07-14T22:16:00.007+08:00

july is national ice-cream month in the US. in my opinion, this should be made into an international event.

my favourite is a single scoop of old fashioned vanilla with a generous dollop of hot fudge and chopped toasted almonds on top. otherwise known as the quintessential HOT FUDGE SUNDAE :)

i also like : haagan daz's chocolate peanut butter, rum and raisin, green tea, dark chocolate, vanilla swiss almond & mint chip. B&J;s peanut buttercup, new york super fudge chunk, and chocolate fudge brownie. (but since trying dreyers chocolate cake, i'm not sure if the choc fudge brownie is all that.) then there is the sticky chewy chocolate from swensen's, which is a classic. and don't gte me started on the popsicles .... magnum, cornetto and how brilliant is the frozen banana on a stick? take a banana, coat it with chocolate, smother it with your favourite topping and freeze it on a stick. ooh and the magic of hershey's magic shell!

you see so many flavours, so little time. hell, we really need more than a whole month to celebrate this. adding those pms days where we could probably eat it out of the tub and finish it too! and the times where you want to have some ice-cream with a wedge of hot apple pie or melt it over a brownie. i'll say it again .... so many flavours, so little time.

what's your favourite flavour?

ithink i'm ready for the iphone

2010-07-14T21:45:00.011+08:00

i'm a self-confessed jamban reader. i catch up on all my hollywood gossip during my daily downloads. on occasion, i also do crossword puzzles - the celebrity gossip kind, no less.

i am also anti-technology.

then one day, hubs introduces me to the scramble application on his iphone. this was a win for both of us. he wanted me to get excited about the whole iphone thing so that i would switch from my boring lemon to the robust apple. i thought that it was a fairly intellectual way to while my time in the john.

so after months of playing scramble, and inadvertently leaving his phone in the toilet after i'm done, the man gets fed-up with me and decides to delete the app from his iphone. i immediately get withdrawal symptoms but he refuses to reload it. so i flip back to my mags. but the satisfaction is different.

i used to wait for weekends when DG and Dee come to visit, so that i can use their phones in the toilet. some days, i get desperate and use AG's tutor's phone when they have their evening sessions. the desire has waned (somewhat) now that it has been a few months. but the yearning is still there.

scramble aside, i am now ready for the iphone. i do think it's about time i get one. i am finally willing to part with my good make-up and shoe money and spend it on technology. but the freaking toy has a glitch and it seems to be a big problem. i tell you it's just not meant to be.

ps : and hubs says "don't download OS4 on a 3G. that must be code for don't turn your apple into a lemon"

bling it on!

2010-07-09T08:53:00.007+08:00

what do the trademarked Tiffany Blue and my daughters have in common? the number 1837.

The trademarked color of Tiffany & Co., which bears the number (1837) on the Pantone Matching System (PMS) is named after the year Tiffany & Co. was founded.

Both my daughters were born at 1837hrs, 9 years apart. Yes, both.

This could mean a couple of things
- i'm a nini; so darn anal that both my girls birth were clocked at the same precise time.
- tiffany's really is a girl's best friend

the diva wave

2010-07-08T13:12:00.006+08:00

baby turned 1 last sunday. we had the family over and did a quiet party. tho i have to say that it was tuff to keep it quiet w 4 rambunctious kids running around. anyhoo, the godma gave dollface her first bling ... a silver charm bracelet. our friend was busy showing it off the whole day. the baby loves her jewellery - we're so in trouble!

.... urm ... as you can see from the clip, it was a good thing DG switched it off when she did coz i was about to unleash the sailor in me. why? coz i thot she was taking a picture and i was carrying miss thang for so long. turns out she was doing a clip - good timing babes :P

Cool Guys Don't Look At Explosions

2010-06-17T22:57:00.002+08:00

love this! hope you do too :)

baby steps

2010-05-31T00:07:00.003+08:00

baby took her first 4 steps 2 weekends ago. now she's officially mobile. so cute to see her stumble around. can't tell you how much i love the sound of her footsteps :)

bite me!

2010-05-30T23:51:00.005+08:00

reality bit me hard in my fat ass last week after a noticeably smaller sized friend gave me a heads up on her dress size. so i went to try on some clothes and i'm up a size! my own clothes still fit, probably molded to my body already. sigh. looks like i need to diet again.

but seriously, how to lose weight when dee keeps baking these nigella beauties. my mom's bday was last weekend and dee helped us bake these macadamia nut chocolate chip banana muffins. then the kids had a field day with the frosting and icing.

just look at these, we had 21 cupcakes in all. how to lose weight like that! yes, that IS a glob of nutella on top of vanilla icing. can you say sugar rush!
you think i'm gonna ask her to stop, hell no! this weekend, she baked strawberry cream cheese cake.

liberation

2010-05-24T22:04:00.004+08:00

this weekend, i finally got rid of my fat clothes. after dieting, i kept my size 16s in 2 boxes. this week, i got rid of it all.

i really don't know why i hung on to them when i did. i know that i don't ever want to go back to that size but it was just comforting to know that i still had them around.

now they are gone and i feel somewhat liberated. my size 8s work. sure, i still have my fat days. those days, i wear my size 10s.

the package

2010-05-21T10:53:00.005+08:00

AG : i'm excited to see my mandarin exam results

me : why?

AG : my teacher said i got the 3rd highest in class

me : *beams w pride* ... how much did you get?

AG : 13 and a half

me : and what were the scores of the first 2?

AG : 26 and 20

me : waitaminute!! how much is this upon?

AG : 30

me : so you still failed lah!

AG : ya ... but i got 3rd highest *grins widely*

caught in a t(ri)angle

2010-05-16T00:22:00.022+08:00

i was teaching MB his spelling words in my bedroom, when mom walked in.

mom : whose sandwich is that in the fridge, can i eat it for dinner?

me : it's mine ....

mom : oh, never mind then ... i'll just have some biscuits ...

me : no mom, go ahead and eat it

mom : no no, you eat it

me : no, you have it.

mom : no, no ... nevermind *but her eyes were lying*

me : *annoyed* mom! will you eat it already! stop playing this game. if you want the sandwich, go eat it.

mom : ok *smile*

end of scene one

let me tell you a little something about this sandwich. it's a smoked salmon sandwich from swiss bake. the bread is kraftkorn which is a dark malt bread consisting of cereals and oil seeds , malt, wheat, rye, oat, soya, sunflower seeds and flaxseed. if you buy it off their shelf, it sells as a loaf. but for this sandwich, it's baked round, and it's cut in a generous wedge - almost the size of a large pizza slice. the filling is smoked salmon, cream cheese, lettuce and capers on a meculin salad - again, all generous portions. priced decently at $8.50 a pop.

*i'll pause right here for you guys to soak it in and get a visual*

this IS my favourite sandwich and it's extremely hard to come by because it sells out very VERY fast. this afternoon, when i went to swiss bake to order MB's bday cake, i saw the beautiful sandwich from the corner of my eye. i knew it was mine! IT HAD TO BE MINE!!

scene two

mom : let's share ... i'll cut it into half

me : ok mom, if it will make you happy

moments later i walk up to the sandwich (remember, i told you it's cut in a wedge). mom's idea of half was not down the middle from the tip to the crust (creating 2 triangles). nooooo, she cut it right across, creating an isosceles triangle on one end and a trapezium of sorts on the other. i took one look at what had become of my sandwich and told mom that she could have it all.

mom, who is used to my idiosyncrasies, decided to agree with me without batting an eye.

end

1) for me, it's either ALL or nothing. yeah, sure i'll share ... but it's not my preference ... i know ... i'm a selfish punk

2) i'll never get over the feeling of having to sacrifice. i swear, i was not made for this emotion. i know for most, there is a sense of satisfaction, gratification even, knowing that you've given up something you like to someone who needs it more. but i rarely ever get this effect following a sacrifice. close to never. instead, i get a sick feeling in my stomach. i ruffle my feathers for not holding fort.

3) i like eating my food, especially my sweets and savories, in wedges. i must have a thing for triangles. i know that when i eat steak, i like cutting it into tiny triangular bits. of course, i like seeing my cakes, pies and quiches sliced this way too. food cut in squares/ rectangles are so blah. food cut in wedges take you on a journey - a choose your own adventure gastronomical trip even. follow me ....

you can start with the tip where everything is at it's richest. that's where you get most of the filling. the end is where the crust is thickest. also the most gritty texture. sometimes it's bland, but still nice as a last taste. i like to alternate tip and end sometimes, to balance the flavours. unless it's cake with an icing or is coated with chocolate rice or shavings etc. so then the logic reverses and the end is now the richest. sometimes i savour the tip for last, other times the crust. the combinations vary on the mood and what is served.

so when i saw my beautiful triangle sandwich butchered, i felt robbed of my journey and just had to walk away.

POST NOTE : this blog is also tri-part-tied hahahaha. 3 topics. i amuse myself. :)

remembering to forget :)

2010-05-11T20:54:00.003+08:00

me (to AG and MB teasingly) : i know what aunty DG bought MB for his bday *smirk*

AG : ooh! whisper it in my ear!!

me : nope. you will tell MB about it and it won't be a surprise.

AG : noooo, i won't, you can trust me ....

me : can i really?

MB : yeah, you can trust her. last time i told her a secret, she forgot about it 10 mins later. so you see, you can trust her.

mother of a day

2010-05-09T13:44:00.018+08:00

i pulled a nerve in my back, trying to open a jar of sun dried tomatoes, last night. the sharp pain traveled from the back of my neck down to my hip. now it hurts like hell and it's mighty uncomfortable. quasimodo in the house!

to add to that, i danced w the devil and ate salted egg crabs for dinner last night. we all know, i'm allergic to crustaceans. i took my anti-histamine before indulging but i knew that it wouldn't be enough to avoid the consequences. yet, tho i was armed w the knowledge and familiar with the repercussions, i ate the crab. this morning, i am an itching mess. i also have a swollen tongue and a tight throat.

to add salt to a wound, i seem to have caught the viral gastroenteritis (GE) bug from AG who got it from Bu. or maybe not coz intestinal irritation is also an allergic reaction.

so to sum it up, i feel like shite. i had to call my mom in to help me w the kids today instead of celebrating all that she has done for me. some mother's day this is turning out to be.

mother's day, schmother's day. really, we should appreciate mothers everyday. do we really need a day to prompt us to be nice to our moms, instead of taking them for granted, knowing that they will understand? we play them as much as they play us. but i think we started playing them first. that incessant crying as a baby coz we wanted to be carried, knowing that it tugged at their heart strings. we play moms like a fiddle. and moms, being moms, know this and they still bend backwards for us.

i called my grandmother to wish her "happy mother's day" and to tell her that i would not be able to visit her today. very calmly, she said,"that's ok, mothers should always expect disappointment. don't worry, i know you love me and we both love each other." all i could offer back was a meek promise to visit when i feel better. but i could tell in her voice that she knew not to hold her breath.

i was dumbfounded by the sheer truth of that statement and the impact (in all it's simplicity) it had on me. i know for sure, that as a mom, i'm disappointed a lot. by the kids, the hubs and situations that i have to deal with. like today for eg, hubs has missed mother's day 3 times in a row because of work. which means, i don't get my due appreciation today. and yet, i deal with it and make the most of it. i know he loves me and if given the opportunity, he would not miss it.

so ... appreciate your mother always. believe me, i know it's tough, but they deserve it. if nothing else, for carrying you uncomfortably for 9 months and having to push you out in pain but with so much love.

dam it!

2010-05-07T10:20:00.005+08:00

how can one person retain so much water.
i've gone past camel, for crying out loud!
just call me queen of the dam-ed.
where's my chocolate!

girl on girl

2010-05-06T11:42:00.007+08:00

girls check each other out all the time. no not in that way, but don't put that thought away. sure there are days when i look at a girl and think that i could totally jump her coz she looks so hot. but then i wouldn't know what to do with her, once jumped, coz i don't bat for that team.

i'd like to say that those feelings were very early inculcated in school when i was a convent girl. only to be evoked as and when, which is not often.

what i do do, very often, is look a girl over and think about the effort she has put in to pull a look together. the make-up, the clothes, the shoes, bag and accessories. whether the nails are painted, the hair nicely styled or coiffed edgy. how they all match or don't match but still make a statement.

sometimes the glance takes longer than it should. which could very well be misinterpreted as a glare. but if you smile and nod, girls know it's in appreciation of the effort. i'm not shy to compliment someone on their look or rather their effort to look good. something the boys should learn to do, instead of checking out out asses all the time. which, in itself, i guess is their way of paying us a compliment. hahaha

the animal lover

2010-05-05T23:40:00.002+08:00

i was reading gary larson this morning while trying to de-stress and not think about my earlier presentation. gary cracks me up. love his warped sense of humour and wit. and his eye for detail that just make me chuckle every time i read his stuff. no human, alien or animal has been spared. he uses his drawings to make a mockery of everyday life. the man is wicked funny! i say, if you can't laugh at yourself, then don't laugh at all. unfortunately, the poor guy has also received much flak from the animal lovers of the world.

which brings me to ...

think "animal lover". good. now think crooked. how bad is that visual in your head? that goes with "cat lovers" and "dog lovers" and all the other types of ... well ... erm ... animal lovers out there. it's just wrong people. oh for the love of animals!
this is not a larson comic. it's a rubin who, if you do follow the far side, has been compared to larson but always never quite in the same league. however, i found this one quite funny :D

Or if thou wilt not, be but sworn my love ... 'Tis but thy name that is my enemy - chocolate sweet chocolate

2010-05-05T14:35:00.011+08:00

i'm just off my high of giving a 25 slide presentation to senior management. i spent the whole of yesterday data crunching then case-finding to support the said data.

went well i think. i say this coz i had some bad news to tell and they did look miserable after i was done. they also had nothing to say at the Q&A. which could mean one of 2 things : i bored them out of their socks or my message was loud and clear. i think it's the latter coz the coffee served was hot and strong. plus i was really working the eye-contact thing.

now, i'm sitting at my desk. i'm eating an apple but i'm wishing that it is a bar of chocolate. dark chocolate with nuts. dark bitter-sweet chocolate with almonds - roasted almonds to be specific. so why don't i just eat the chocolate (coz i have one in my overhead cupboard)? coz i got on the freaking scales this morning and i'm up a kg! dammit. still within range tho but still ... PMS starts next week, so what gives!

alas, my only love sprung from my only hate! Too early seen unknown, and known too late! Prodigious birth of love it is to me, That I must love a loathèd enemy.

mind over matter ... mind over matter ...

POSTNOTE : i caved at about 4-some. i popped 2 squares in my mouth. somehow, pre-meditated chocolate is not as good at spontaneous chocolate. the guilt got in the way. sigh.

the ball is in motion

2010-05-03T21:20:00.007+08:00

june is fast approaching. you know what that means, we need to get our act together re moving house. we are finally done dragging our feet. well actually, given a choice, we would like to drag our feet a bit more. but we've been given the ol' heave ho by the powers that be.

so, we just appointed the reno guy and we've gone to look for tiles for the floor. there is no turning back now. the ball is in motion.

stay tuned for the horror packing stories. followed closely by it's much anticipated sequel ... the unpacker! dun dun dunnnnnnnn!

bff

2010-04-25T22:20:00.007+08:00

angel girl had her first bff type phone call today. she was really excited. this girl is her class-mate but they only recently started talking. they are both on the volleyball team and are in the same catechism class too. for me, it was really cute to see her lounged on the sofa making idle banter. sure, this same stance is going to be the splinter in my side for all of her up-coming teenage years. but seeing her like that brought back fond girlish memories for me too.

they talked about liking the same type of computer games (plants vs zombies), the same tv channel (nickelodeon and mtv), family (she too has annoying brothers). i let her talk for about 15 mins and insisted on being at ear-shot. then when time was up, i gave her the pointing-finger-in-motion signal to wrap it up. which she did but not before the girl said she'd call her this evening. *looks like it's game on!*

when she was done, i was quick to give her the friendship talk to call-out the other person's bad decision should the need arise. sure friends are all about support and love but it's more than that. as a responsible friend, you need to tell them when they are heading for trouble. then support them even if they decide to go down that path.

may have been a little pre-mature, but it's never too early to instill the virtue of independent thinking. i've seen so many swayed by the herd mentality of following rather than thinking for themselves. but she's a smart kid. there are others in my tribe i should be more concerned a about.

ma'cow

2010-04-25T22:13:00.004+08:00

bu : where is dada?

me : in macau.

bu : who's cow?

me : noooo.... macau ...

bu : your cow?

me : i don't have a cow babes.

bu : so where's dada?

hubs left for macau last night. prepped the kids beforehand about it but obviously, someone was not listening :)

cooking up a storm

2010-04-15T18:40:00.005+08:00

designing the kitchen has been a total nightmare. it's a freaking shoe box! tiny as hell, which i guess is enuf for a chef like moi ... but still.

my current place has a kitchen with generous space. all my girlfriends can fit comfortably to cook me some grub; while i wait impatiently at the dining table preparing for my time honoured food-tasting role. i'll have you know that i'm damn good at food-tasting!

with the new kitchen, they'd probably have to take turns to cook. i'd have to wait hours for a 3-4 course meal as they try to negotiate the space. sigh ... lucky this is temporary. looking forward to 2015 when we start looking for a bigger place.

everything AND the kitchen sink

2010-04-15T18:05:00.006+08:00

in the new flat, provision for the kitchen sink (ie the pipes etc) is made opposite the kitchen entrance, near a 2 panelled window. i thot it better to create the stove there so that when i cook (and i say WHEN i cook) the fumes will float out the window and not linger in the kitchen. in doing so, i'd relocate my sink perpendicular to the stove, for easy access. i thot what a splendid idea until i learnt that a stove directly facing the kitchen door can cause bad health. like we need that in our life!

i'm not a feng shui freak but i'm also not about to refute this ancient chinese system of aesthetics that has worked well for eons. i'm all for the flow of good ch'i. nothing wrong with being pre cautious, i am asian after all.

anyways, i've also learnt that the windowed outlook is positive for ch'i and conducive to happiness, especially if the window overlooks water!

so guess where i'm moving that sink! right next to the window, right where it was originally intended.

i suck

2010-03-23T00:38:00.003+08:00

we had a discussion in the office today. we were supposed to share a random strength and weakness. so i said i make friends easily (tho i would not go out of my way to make friends unless i'm in a social situation) but laziness always gets in the way of me maintaining the friendship.

i'm the non-conforming spawn of a very social butterfly. regretfully, i inherited none of her skills. nada. zip.

i mean well when i make a friend but i just don't have the stamina to remember things like birthdays. i also suck at keeping in touch. too add salt .... well honestly .... life is so consuming with 4 kids. this is why i also suck at facebook and i never had a friendster account. i just closed my link'd in :(

thankfully my kids who spend a lot of time with madame butterfly are turning out better.

i'm very lucky that i actually do have friends. friends who actually love me for who i am AND who don't care that do not reciprocate in that traditional friend way - if that makes sense ...

i'm talking in circles ... it's late ... i'll come to the point of this post one day.

welcome to the house of fun

2010-03-18T12:35:00.011+08:00

we've had our keys to our new place since october last year but have been so uninspired to move. it's the same size (per sq meter) as our current house but the layout is really less than desirable. lots of wasted space. the initial fire we had just fizzled as realisation set in.

since then we've had many ideas to pimp the house and make it our own. we thought of breaking walls, creating new rooms, building a 9' cupboard as a wall partition etc ... then we lost steam coz to do all these still didn't change the fact that the house is just too small.

so we called the powers that be and told them that the house we bought (in principal) 5 years ago really doesn't meet our needs now. we were only 2 adults and 3 kids then. now we are 2 adults, 4 kids and we are looking at employing a helper. the space is just not enough. we offered to buy/ trade for a bigger place. they offered to buy our place at a discount. we said eff that and have decided to stay put for 5 years (following their guidelines) then upgrade to a bigger pad later.

we are going to live in function and clever design rather than going all out to create a home. this interim playground will be bright and colourful and creative. we've decided to give the kids the master bedroom and to create a huge study area where the hall should be. we want communication to be the hive of activity. we're moving the tv into one of the rooms, away from the main.

we've got new spark to get this ball rolling. suddenly, we've found a focus and we are eager to get this done. we're targeting to move in June, in time for the holidays :)

spidey gets a day job

2010-03-10T22:19:00.005+08:00

me : bu, what do you want to be when you grow up

bu : urmmm ..... i want to go to work like dada

me : that's it?

bu : and maybe i'll be spiderman too

the hypothetic phenomenon

2010-03-08T22:20:00.004+08:00

AG came up to me the other day and asked me a random question. i shot back a few answers which were not to her satisfaction. then she said,"come on mummy, tell me your hypothesis"

i took 2 steps back and blinked stupidly into space for a few seconds. then i asked her, "do you know what hypothesis means?" she said,"yes, a clever guess." and i was simply dumbfounded. i was also a little annoyed coz i thot my guesses were quite clever tho bordering on the silly.

her science teacher uses the term in class when he tries to stir curiosity with the group. amazing isn't it. i'm glad school is not all theoretical anymore and they let the kids be hypothetical in their journey. it is definitely more fun and it really is what science and innovation is all about. besides, you need the hypothesis to get to the theory. right?

mouth fools

2010-03-07T22:05:00.008+08:00

these were taken very badly on my sony ericsson. yes, hubs is bugging me to buy an iphone. in time ... in time ... but don't hold your breath ok. it's no secret that i'm allergic to technology.
sweet, sweet angel girl

the magnificent monkey boy

cheeky bu

and not to be left out, darling dollface :)

signs of pain

2010-03-06T22:30:00.012+08:00

so here's my theory about pain. physical pain is for the moment; it's the emotional pain that will kill you.i've always felt that physical pain is mind over matter but emotional pain catches you off guard and sometimes at your most vulnerable.

take exhibit A (me), i've endured having my entire left thigh, from just above the knee to 3 inches from my hip, skinned when i accidentally walked into a 5' drain and scraped my leg against the granite wall. i've endured the pain of having 3 stitches on my left thumb, just behind the nail where all the nerve endings are, without LA. oh i also had to endure pain when the the doctor injected the LA 3 times into the muscle at the base of my thumb, without much success, which is why he had to go ahead w the stitching coz i was bleeding my arm dry.

i've also ensured surgically removing all my wisdom teeth at one go. i remember looking like a chipmunk coz my mouth was so swollen and having steak later that evening. then there are the 4 kids that i've given birth to naturally and the 4 times engorgement madness with each child. not to mention the tattoos.

i look back at these events in jest. yes, my threshold for pain is high. sucker you say ... heh. i do remember hurting like hell when it happened but i forget, how bad it hurt.

... which is exactly my point. with all these experiences, if you ask me now to rate the pain, i can honestly say, i cannot remember. but if you ask me to recall how i felt when my first crush dumped me in my pubescent years, the pain - although insignificant now, comes back, sometimes 10 fold - depending on what i remember, and it festers. and then i have to will myself out of the self induced rut.

ps : interestingly, i find that physical pain numbs out mental/ emotional pain. which is why, i guess, people become self destructive. but that's another train of thought altogether.

when gods collide

2010-02-16T01:27:00.018+08:00

hubs and i took the kids to watch percy jackson and the lightning thief today. i've not read any harry potter book nor have i watched the movies because the story line of kids learning wizardry with all that magic and mayhem then gelling it with the modern world does absolutely nothing for me. but the whole greek mythology thing* with this harry potter-esque story grabbed me and i was eager to buy the tix.

* i like all things greek, mostly drawn by their mythology. i'm also fascinated by their history. i like their salads, wonder woman and their glorious isle - ooh to soak in the spirit of greece. i tolerated the hercules tv series and put up w xena the warrior princess ... actually i lie, i didn't tolerate, i actually anticipated the episodes, week after week. sigh. BUT NOW ... i am super looking forward to clash of the titans! how cool is that going to be!*

PJATLT was my interim greek fix. to me, it was like camp rock with a teeny tiny touch of 300 with the zac efron (less metro) lookalike main actor. also ... might i add, we've always known pierce brosnan to be quite the stallion. this movie just took that one step further and made him into a centaur! haha. he looked absolutely majestic. and who else better to play medusa than ice cold uma thurman. and of cause they needed to get that greek chick from CSI:NY to do a cameo as athena.

i like the way the mythical characters were weaved into the story line. accept for the idea of the demi-god camp which i thot was a little roll-eyes-ish, i liked it. more importantly, the kids enjoyed it. go watch, quick!

:(

2010-02-16T01:20:00.007+08:00

it is also hard to write abt love when i'm not feeling my best. it's been a tough 2ish weeks for me. struggling emotionally. giving my all. i'm just so very tired and i feel unappreciated. won't say who, what or why. so don't dig. i'm just unhappy.

i confess

2010-02-16T01:02:00.008+08:00

boy! did 5 consecutive days of blogging put a strain on my carpel tunnel! it was waaaayyyy out of my blogging norm and comfort zone. blogging about love for 5 days was most exhausting. both the stress of the alluded frequency and the soul baring. i'm stopping here ... 5 out of 7 days ain't bad.

the man

2010-02-12T23:47:00.000+08:00

why did i choose him? he is my light and my darkness. keeps me sane yet is the cause of my insanity. he's created a pop-up book of surprises with each flip of my book of life. he brought me out of the comfort of my black and white world. he's a 3-d experience. a multi-sensory engagement. and he's mine to keep.

passion

2010-02-10T22:02:00.003+08:00

The relationship between two Scorpio individuals is a bitter-sweet one. This love match is bound to have lots of intensity, as neither the individuals is prone to enter into a relationship with shallow feelings. There will be lots and lots of romance in this zodiac match and it could easily result in long-term commitment and marriage. Both of them are extremely passionate about everything in their life and this includes their partner too.

There may be stormy fights every now and then, but then, the reunions will be just as sizzling too. The love of a Scorpio has as much ardor as his/ her hate. He/ she cannot simply love or hate. He/ she has to love passionate and hate fiercely. The relationship between two Scorpios will either be profoundly fulfilling or extremely devastating. There is no middle ground for these individuals.

Their chemistry will be totally endearing and their union will comprise of strong feelings, desires and emotions. Neither of them is satisfied with moderation in anything, they need to feel extreme emotions all the time. They will love each other, protect each other and fight for each other.

need i say more :)

call it extreme loving but i won't have it any other way. he lights my fire in so many ways. he brings colour and life into my world. together, we are electric. we may have our down-times but the journey back to "us" is always something i look forward to.

NB : ok i cheated w this post and copied off a zodiac compatibility link. i just needed a day's break. all i can say is that it's all true.

LOVE

2010-02-09T23:51:00.019+08:00

we're both strong headed events people with different ideas and lots of opinions. so it took me by surprise when we were planning for our wedding, that we were right in stride. which was great coz we had a shoe-string wedding, with absolutely no savings.

our budget was "we'll take anything ... cheap" .... and our mantra was "it still has to look tasteful, the music impeccable, the essence unforgettable". we love a good challenge.

i have to say we scored on all three. we had a beach party, in the sunset with good food and the best company.

as usual, i'm digressing.

so back to having a cost effective wedding, we decided to bank on resources at hand and music to create the look and feel that we wanted for our merry making. we were big on making our wedding different. i was in charge of aesthetics, he was in charge of music. and when we presented our ideas to each other (yes, we are anal that way), there were no arguments ... we didn't have to sell any concepts. we were right in sync.

he loved my idea to include various framed wedding pictures of family and friends to decorate our registration table. it was a beautiful and personal gesture. all the couples, close to our lives, lending photos of their wedding day ... the most happiest day of their lives, to us as we celebrate ours.

one of his ideas was that we would not walk-in to the wedding march but to john lennon's LOVE. when he said that i was like YES! brilliant idea. meaningful lyrics, lovely melody, perfect pace.

ever heard the song or read the lyrics to LOVE? i did an earlier post on this. it's so simple and real.

we walked out to U2's Beautiful Day. and it really was :)

bun in the oven

2010-02-08T23:36:00.006+08:00

we both came into the relationship w baggage. mine bigger than his. we were drawn, both wanting to save and fix each other from our lives as we knew it. to save the underdog ... it's the scorpio curse .

when we found that we were pregnant w AG we were so confused and elated at the same time. we sat together at the foot of the bed, looked deep into our souls and knew AG was for keeps.

we were not sure we wanted to marry and spend the rest of our lives together, but we knew we wanted her. it did not matter to us that we were about to become back-fence gossip, we just knew we had to have her. that moment, we agreed to take life, one day at a time and embrace each moment .... together.

with each person we told, we received only love and support. we only felt love. from all around us. only love.

from the humble bun to a full bakery, i dare say that if we had to, we'd do this all over again.

with all my heart and Sol

2010-02-07T16:45:00.008+08:00

7 days to valentine's. this year, i thot i'd do a 7-day post of the experiences that make us ... US. for the heck of it. bear with me. if you start to cringe, you may walk away for a breather. but come back ok :)

i have recently been feeling rather romantic in a sentimental and soppy way, much to my annoyance. i like to think i'm not a romantic ... but in all honesty (and i do think it has a lot to do with my 4 pregnancies, and all the hormones messing me up) i'm finally becoming a girl.

so here's the first installment :

i've known hubs for some 7 some years before our first non-date. it was a meet up over beers at a kooky joint near his office. i wanted coronas but it was not on the menu. so he ordered us some Sol ... which is like a corona ... but not.

after 3 beers and lots of talking, something clicked. we met several times after that, always ordering beer to loosen our nerves (alcohol dates are the way to go, if you ask me) anyway, this beer thing carried on for 4ish years into our marriage.

then one day, while sipping into his iced cold frothy glass, he says to me," you know hon, i don't really like beer. i only drank it coz you did, that first time." to which i said, "neither do i, i'm more of a whiskey coke/ tequila neat kinda chick. i drank it coz YOU ordered it."

it dawned on us that we both have been growing a beer gut for nothing. well not really for nothing. we blame the gut on love. we were being self-sacrificing alcoholics.

anyways, it was like "hello stranger!". like a mr & mrs smith moment where they both came into a realisation that their lives w each other had been a huge lie. ok ok, not so dramatic ... but you get what i mean.

we now have the occasional beer and chuckle when we reminisce about this little story. A story we lovingly refer to as 3 beers.

life changing hang-up

2010-01-18T20:19:00.004+08:00

AG has learnt, early in life, to take gravity and use it to her advantage. i'm sure she'll use her powers to hone this to perfection.

me : OMG babes. you look really slim hanging upside down

AG : really!

me : yeah, here i'll take a pic so you can see

AG : wow, now if only i can "walk" to school on my hands

you complete me

2009-12-19T17:32:00.007+08:00

so i did a double whammy at the tattoo shop. janice said she'd pay for my new star for baby since she's the godma and all. isn't she the sweetest :)

she wanted me to do some curvy sun type design. but the canvas (me) had other ideas. i chose the nautical star and placed her ahead of all the other stars. i'm not too hot abt this pic. i'll upload a better shot later. come back to see it.

here's the better pics

body of art

2009-12-19T17:05:00.007+08:00

this tatt is a long time coming. i've always planned to do a rose tattoo on my torso but felt i was too pudgy to carry it off. so when i lost the weight, i noticed that my abs definition came back and i figured the time is now.

i'm so glad the day has finally arrived. this was as painful as you thought it would be but so damn worth the hour of wincing :) AG took these pics. not bad huh, for a 9 year old. i think she's got a good eye for angles. but i digress.

ladies and gentlemen .... introducing my new tattoo :)(that's the top of bu's head on my hip, in case you were wondering)

the side-view

the artistic angle

the close up

i was sucking-it-in in this shot. hahaha ALSO ... that is not hair running down my belly. its called linea nigra and it will fade in time. phew.

flashback - this is my star tattoo and this is my crysanthemum tattoo

somebody stop me!

2009-12-17T00:22:00.001+08:00

i usually don't need a reason to shop coz it's got to be my favourite sport in the whole wide world. put a woman in heels and make her walk a 10 mile path, flanked with shops while carrying 10 bags of spoils in each hand ... no problem. now put the same woman on a thread mill with weights in each hand, and you'd be lucky to get half a mile out of her. i AM that woman.

i'm always in hot pursuit for a special something to complete a look. the perfect black shoe, pencil skirt, blue jeans, white tee, red lipstick. you name it, i've got to look for it. like a woman on a mission, i get so focused and unrelenting. i just need to have it. almost like an addiction. and once i do, i just move on to my next must have.

this year, i've been doing some very selfish xmas shopping. for every one pressie i buy a friend, i also buy 3 things for myself. not to mention that i also just shrunk from a size 16UK to a size 10UK (bottoms ... i'm a size 8UK for tops) and nothing fits. what better reason to shop.

but like i said, i don't need a reason.

i swear ....

2009-12-14T22:13:00.000+08:00

me : babes, the church is inviting couples to renew their vows on 27 dec during mass. shall we register?

hubs : erm why?

me : coz it`ll be sweet

hubs : have they made changes to the vows? can i change the vows?

me : nope .... no change

hubs : then no need lah, same deal what.

(someone remind me again why i married this man!)

homecoming

2009-12-06T00:33:00.003+08:00

he's back. finally. catcha later :)

i love a rainy night

2009-12-06T00:14:00.004+08:00

the nights have been so cold lately. the air crisp and chilly. i've been snuggling w the kids to keep warm. i feel people bond better in cold weather coz they like the company.

it may not snow in singapore but i love dec coz that's when i get to whip out my sweaters and it's always so cozy to collapse in one. i also can't wait to put up our tree. with the flickering lights at night, and lots of imagination, it's like we have a fire place.

oooh, i definitely love a rainy night.

word to your mother

2009-12-05T23:52:00.003+08:00

all right stop ... collaborate and listen .... that was what i was doing when i overheard this convee between the kids today.

MB : you stupid boy

bu : you monkey man

MB : you armpit face

bu : you boinker boink

*me giggling and walking away *

bu : ooooooooh ... you said the A word

me : what? what's the A word?

bu : he called me Ali Baba Chicken Man!

ice ice baby ... too cold ... too cold.

girls will be girls

2009-12-01T23:54:00.010+08:00

the girlfriends came over on my bday coz hubs was away. dee baked a cake, DG brought over her sexy red nespresso coffee machine and obsidian made for good company. after cake and coffee, we decided that we'd do some cam whoring. we were shy at first but soon warmed up. AG took the pics *rolling her eyes in between shots* as we went from frame to frame.

to be annoying, i whipped out my 4 striped dresses and we all wore one. we didn't care that we had no make-up on, we just had fun. well at least i did :) best bday in a long time. thanks babes!

dress-cography

(erm ... in case you are wondering why in god's green earth do i have 4 striped dresses)

1) the diagonal strapless black & white dress.
bought on impulse 8 years ago after AG was born. last worn to a D&D while preg w MB

2) the diagonal strapless red and white dress.
bought 6 years ago after MB was born. last worn it while preg w bu to the brother-in-law's wedding

3) the diagonal strapless blue dress w red detailing
bought mid last year as my GOAL dress, pre diet (never got to wear it but looking forward to it now :))

4) the toga dress
bought and wore it while preg w doll face. now a fave with my denim jacket thrown over

yo-yo hawt mama

2009-12-01T23:16:00.009+08:00

so here's my story. i was 86kg last August when i decided to go on a diet. by oct i weighed in at 64kg. then i found out i was preg and ate like there was no tomorrow. on the day i gave birth (before the waters broke), i was 94kg.

on 9 sept, i was 78kg and decided that i'd go back on the diet again. today i'm 66kg, still a little more to go but already feeling pretty HAWT. proud of myself for sticking to it and not wavering.

i'm exploring looks i didn't think i could pull off - fun. my thighs have lost it's thunder - yay!. my tummy is almost flat, and there is slight definition showing at the abs - woot!. my neck looks longer - sexy. my shoes fit :) - hello shoe shopping sprees. my wedding ring is getting loose - time for a diamond upgrade :D

i certainly am enjoying the returns. hell, i dare say hubs is enjoying the returns! btw, he's finally coming back on sunday. don't think i will blog for a couple of weeks. now now people, this is a family blog. he hasn't been home in a long time, the family is excited to be one again.