Thursday, June 29, 2006

Uncontactable

No news is usually good news right? For some cases. But unfortunately for me, it doesn't feel good. Hub left on Tuesday evening. He should have reached his destination yesterday morning. And I have yet to hear from him till now. Very unlike him.



I'm trying to keep my sanity intact by doing everything positive. Bought new aromatherapy oil. New dress. Feet massage gel. Tonight I'll buy hair straightening cream. Trying a new do before he comes back. If he comes back. What am I saying? Of course he will come back. Right?



The place isn't exactly advanced with technology. Rural area. What if there is no news nor sign of him tomorrow night. What am I to do? Oh Allah please help me.



I'm numb from worrying too much.....

Posted at 11:18 AM

Tuesday, June 27, 2006

Mid-yr outbreak

The World Cup is taking a toll on me. I'm like a zombie from lack of sleep. Not that I'm crazy about football. But it's not that bad giving my hub the company while we scream and moan about the game. Unlike him, I can't survive up till the last match at 5AM. By 3 I'm a gone case. Last night's game Italy vs Australia was a good fight. Until the blind referee granted penalty at the very last minit. Unfair end.



I'll have a break from the WC fever the next 3 nights. Dear will be away and I decided to stay put at our place alone. Here come early nights again. I'm such a baby. I can sleep as early as 9pm. I should make use of this to recharge and regain back the energy lost. So I can welcome him back with open legs arms.



Yaaaawn. All the extra weight choose to head straight for the hindquarters. I feel heavy. Not from the front but behind. Sheeesh. A little more junk in the trunk won't hurt for now.



Oh 9 July do come soon..

Posted at 9:24 AM

Friday, June 23, 2006

Food Monster

Who? Me? Couldn't be. I didn't steal the cookie in the cookie jar!



There are days when I eat like a normal person. The normal portion that I usually do before the 'invasion' in my womb. But there are days when I just want more. The stomach just feel strangely empty even right after a meal. I swear I sometimes think that the little one is gaping his/her mouth waiting for the food and taking it all in without leaving anything for me. Chet!! Notty!!



And that has officially crowned me the 'Food Monster' by my other half. Gee thanks. He is loving every bit teasing me about it cause he just finds it amusing for me to complain that I'm still hungry right after finishing a plate of rice. Ciz! Thank goodness the vomitting has subsided.



Like right now, I just had a big bread bun with Milo and I feel like I haven't eaten anything at all. See what I mean? Argh. I'll just munch on cereals then. Finally it's the last work day of the week. I'm looking forward to November. I need a looooong break.



On a mushy note, my bantal bucuk has given me the greatest gift of all. No not an expensive bag or the latest handphone. Just his time and heart. I feel like getting married all over again minus the expenses can? Heh. Next week will be our 5th month anniversary. Yayheeeeness.

Yuhuuuu. Malu taknak tengok camera konon.
Lawa taik lalat bang...bleh kenal kenal? hurhurhur...

Posted at 9:22 AM

Wednesday, June 21, 2006

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Tuesday, June 20, 2006

Plans will always remain as Plans.

I had catching up with friends over the weekend in mind when I packed and left for Tampines last Thursday. Was thinking of paying Lina a visit with her new bundle of joy, meeting up with the babe Rushda and her Ummi, indulging in McD fries with Dilla so she can pass me the photos while we bitch, dropping by my Aunt's place and spend some time with her, blah blah blah u get the drift. I had so many things I wanted to cramp in all just 2 days? Heh. Terror.



Unfortunately, that very Thursday evening my dad was alrady at the airport. He was suppose to be back on Sunday from Bandung. He had bleeding stool, again. It could be his recuperated cancer scare. So I decided not to make any calls for plans as yet. You know how old people are either so very stubborn or afraid to go to the hospital cause they hate being detained at the crummy place. But nowadays, it ain't so crummy...look at the interior and facilities.



So anyway, it wasn't till Saturday early morning even before sunrise my dad decided to go hospital cause he was bleeding again. Degil kan. Dah suroh pergi on Friday mati2 taknak. Usually my mum keeps her cool and she accepts the situation with very little tears. But this time around the thought of losing my father sunk in and broke her to pieces. She didn't fall apart. Just teared and openly told me her thoughts. We lost quite a number of paternal uncles/aunts to cancer u see. Naturally, he was detained for observation. And who gets the extra attention? My forever who-thinks-he's-made-of-royalty younger bro. While my dad was warded, he was at the specialist clinic downstairs getting his eyes scraped off from infection. He never takes his lenses off for months. I know, giler nak mampos. But that's him. An all rounder of everything absurd with a look-at-me and you-gotta-love-me attitude!



All is well now. Dad is out of the hospital. It was his rectum bleeding. Not a relapse. But it's never a sigh of relief. Cause it only means a matter of time till next episode happens and anticipating the worst. That's Cancer.

Posted at 9:38 AM

Thursday, June 15, 2006

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Wednesday, June 14, 2006

A Change

Visiting In-laws on a week night can be oooh sooo tiring. Even though they live 15 mins walk away. Sometimes men need to get smack in the head lah. I had to remind him that we haven't see his parents for almost 3 weeks. Well I BARELY saw him the last couple of weeks with his late nights at work. Can you imagine getting a phone call on your handphone from your partner's office DID at 12 midnight when you're already fast asleep and to tell you that they are just about to leave for home? Dorang takde life ke..takde bini? takde anak? Ada jugak pe. Thank goodness he get to reach his parents' at 8 last nite. Best part about visiting in-laws? Makaaaaan. Tak yah aku balik kelam kabut nak masak.



Next week hubba-tub-a-dub-dub will be starting his leave!! Tu pon he was asked to postpone it. Buat funny kappe??? We were supposed to have the wedding in June and leave for honeymoon but it was all brought forward because we didn't expect to get a flat last yr in November. But he never cancelled his leave. Purposely just leave it in case we decide to go for holiday. But no holidays lah. Fulus mafi!!! And he had to tell a white lie to NOT have to come back for work. His excuse? Errm I already book my honeymoon flight. Then now how? Off hp till end of June? Tu lah siapa suruh tipu! Nyeh nyeh nyeh.



But I'm looking forward to have a house husband to make up for all the abscence. Heh! Let's prepare a to-do list for him.



- Laundry every 3 days at noon
- vacuum whole house
- clean both shower's screen
- scrub toilet's floor
- wipe all windows
- lemon-fresh wipe the bedroom's furniture
- paint the dark purple part of the wall back to white
- save the new dining table from being a dumping ground for mails and rubbish
- and the best part >>>> COOK DINNER FOR WIFE EVERYNIGHT!!
- massage Wife's feet after dinner. heeeeeeeeeee



Jahatkan aku. Yipppeee.

Posted at 9:36 AM

Monday, June 12, 2006

Homeville

Thanks to SG Auction I got my hands on Smallville Season 5 DVD. Yay! Nak tunggu Cable or Channel 5 to have it in their airtime boleh berbulu chin aku jadi janggut. Despite the show becoming crappier as season goes by, I just want my much needed dosage of Tom Welling. Yummy Yum. And I hate Auntie Thari for having the chance to work with him during their Season 3 I think. Bleaaargh!!! Unfair!!! Plus I only had to pay $8 for all 22 eps so who cares about the level of crap it has.



It popped in my mailbox at a perfect timing. Friday evening! Coincidently, the hubba hubba had to go back office during the weekend for a die-die must submit on Monday report. Usually I would complain and pout, but I'm pretty much a happy woman getting almost 22 hours of Tommy dosage in total. Much to hub's hidden disapproval. Heh. He hates the way I drool and fantasise about that gorgeous face. But my fav character would have to be Chloe.



Drool aside, the show always help me to have additions in my mp3 list of great songs anyway. Feeling sick and staying home all weekend wasn't that bad this time around. My mum popped by to give me some company too.

My favourite scene from this season.

The height difference between them is exactly the same as me and hub. Would love to jump at him like that but I will spare him the agony from falling on his back because of my weight. Hah!
Now I'm suffering from an overdosage of Smallville that all I can see is Clark flying round in circles chasing Lex with a dagger around me head. Pening lalat.

And how did it end? Let's just say I have to wait for Season 6. Blardy hell! I thought 5 was it!! And did Jonathan Kent died too in the comics? Got to check that with my comic freak bro. Lex and Lana together is just sooooo wrong man. Yucks.

Posted at 10:02 AM

Friday, June 09, 2006

Un-German-ly Gas

I have been soooo gassy lately. I do have history of gastric so it's not that unusual. But this is a different feeling altogether. The moment I get up from bed everyday, I can feel gas stuck in corners of my stomach causing sharp pain. The only way to feel better is of course kentot lah kan. But it's not like u can just teran and let the gas out. Eeeew. Since I started wearing socks to bed, the pain isn't as stabbing but it's not gone either.



This gas invasion worsen the nauseating experience. It's like there sitting inside of me and waiting for deposits of food to just pump it all back out. Sakit tau. I read somewhere that ginger ale helps to soothe all this drama. Is there any non-carbonated ginger ale? I bought the Bundaberg brewed yesterday. Still got left over in the fridge. I sip it bit by bit whenever I have that bitter taste in my mouth and also to help reduce gassiness.



Naturally (I think), non-stop burping since then. But the chest feels good after a good burrrp. Maybe I should try the home-made ginger remedy and see how that works. As much as I find burping loudly disgusting, I would rather do that than kentot in the presence of hub. I have yet to let the air out the back door with him around. Malu lah! Heh. I try not to do things that can turn him off despite him saying "Alah kentot je lah! Simpan2 buat pe?". Kinda hard maintaining that under the same roof. But to me, some sifat of malu and a little effort to not be a turn off helps to have respect in the relationship.



Unless terkentot time tidur ah! Hahahahaahaha....

Posted at 2:46 PM

Thursday, June 08, 2006

Don't Speak...

..Yeah I didn't really want to start about this but Dilla aka Mizzywatersejuk sparked the ribena in me. Watching Sg Idol can actually bring out the worst in me. Why? Cause I just want to swear and throw something at my tv screen. I'm not going to do a recap. Waste of time cause we all know it was a load of bullcrap.



The judges don't even have talents to spot a talent. Bleargh. Oh and what is with the pouting lips? Some tips they got from their idol boot camp eh? The only reason I watched was how to see the only Malay girl amongst the group did. Yeah call me biased. And thank goodness she saved my ear from 4 previous muka-kerut-ketawa-lepak-lepak of pillow keronyok-ing session.



Ken's mulot-nak-kena-cili's comment "..you're challenge here is how do you make the audience like so that they will vote for you." What is that suppose to mean? Indirect hint based on racial support? Overall at least she wasn't painful to watch/hear. Got room for improvemets.



Well I don't really care who wins lah anyway. It's not like they get to sell millions of records and live in a big house with a pool. Just a shot on a one-season fame.







Oh and somebody actually kuasa to upload the clips on youtube. I'm sick of those typical pretty-sweet-looking-sex-symbol kinda appeal. BORING! At least Rahimah is a breath of fresh air. Oh and why is it when a Malay is speaking with at least decent English it's fake accent and when it is bad English he/she is uneducated?

Posted at 3:40 PM

Wednesday, June 07, 2006

Buffet @ $9.90 flat.

2 hungry monsters were roaming the street near Sultan Mosque last nite. Siapa lagi kalau bukan aku ngan hero aku kan kan kan? We wanted to eat somehwhere we haven't try in that area. Cause we usually resort to comfort places that we are used to. So ingat nak try Sabar Menanti but it was closed on a Tuesday night? The restaurant next to it had the smell of rendang in the air but it looked like it was empty and about to close. He stepped in the place and checked it out, on the right side of the restaurant ada buffet spread. And I can see his mouth drool when the waitress said $9.90 (including the served drink) per person.



So we began to indulge on the spread. But it is a waste for someone like me to eat at a buffet. Cause I'm not that a big eater. Satu pinggan perot dah macam nak meletop. But for his sake (who can eat like sepuluh pinggan shhhhhhhhhh) I agreed to dine there. Its an Indonesian Cuisine called Salero Bundo. Somehow that sound like a bad word to me. Heh. 'Salero Bundo ah kau!!' Agree? Anyway their spread not bad ah. This is what I can remember ;


- rendang
- ayam cili padi
- lodeh
- lemak ubi
- sambal goreng
- ikan sambal
- ayam masak merah
- curry
- ayam goreng
- paru goreng
- bagedil
- sambal telor
- gado-gado
- bubor pulot hitam
- bubor cha-cha



Banyak lagi lah lauk pauk aku tak tahu nama. And the dishes not bad ah. Taste very home-cooked. Of course aku bedal my favorites ; Rendang and Gado-gado!! Power kedemak ah!! But it's only for those who have the mood for rice. Unless nak rata-rata lauk je pon ok. I'm not a rice person but he is. So again, for his sake aku pon bedal je lah. No pics though. We don't carry around a digi all the time.



I expected GST or maybe service tax when we paid at the counter, but none. Flat rate 9.90 per person. Not bad ah. Worth the money for him ah. Maybe next time when I have relatives coming over to Sg I shall bring them to pig out at that place. Salero Bundo betol!!!! Tak bedek.



Dah promote abeh takde details. Pandai kan aku?


Salero Bundo
52-54 Kandahar Street
Singapore 198902
Tel : 6296 3733
(They do catering for events too)

Posted at 9:40 AM

Monday, June 05, 2006

Greener Pastures??

For some, money may be everything. But for some cases, there are no other options. Means of survival would mean juggling 2 or 3 jobs to put dough on the table. And for my poor hubba hubba, he is blessed with a good job but yet oh so miserable. Why? Because working for a big firm does not really matter when you have a ce ye nun alif manager who expect you to slaught like a dog!!!! Dorang peduli apa kan? Macam lah harta boleh bawak mati! With his ang moh firm's Partner going back to US for good even put him deeper in misery because that fella is a great boss. They did overseas assignment together. In fact that Peter guy have flew with my hub more than I ever did! Eh wait ah...I never fly with him before ley! Ciz kentot!



It is hard to see him miserable and stressed. What's the point of having money but lesser time at home with your loved ones? I feel miserable too. Cause I go home to an empty house everyday and it will be 9pm till he gets back. And that will be the earliest. It gets worst when he has a major big client to audit. And with my condition lately, I get very emo unexpectedly. Menyampah tau. One time we were at his parents place and he was telling his Mum he felt like quitting. "Dah lah Mama, orang rasa cam nak quit je! Bukak kedai teh tarik lagi bagos." Dah tebiat? That is hard work too wat. Her reply, "Kalau gitu sia sia je Mama ngan Abah kluar beribu ribu hantar kau gi University." But I know he was somewhat serious about that meer comment.



And lately, he has expressed seriously about seeking opportunities on foreign soil. As much as I had always wanted to migrate to places where I have relatives ah, this idea suddenly don't seem so appealing anymore. I'm dreading at the thought of being oceans away from my parents and brothers. Dulu gatal mengenyam nak blah, skarang tak nak plak. And he already have his applications going thru. I am torn between secretly praying that we don't have to relocate and not seeing him miserable here. Dilemma!! Maybe I can psycho him to apply for NIE! I can't imagine sitting at home looking after the kids on an alien soil while he goes out to work and leave me with no friends to yack with. Mangkin menjadi online geek lah aku nanti to keep in touch with people. Eeeeeee. Takoooot. Tu takpe, skali kalau kena countries at Middle East where I can't leave home without muhrim? Double takot!!!

Posted at 12:25 PM

Friday, June 02, 2006

Peepy Creepy

I swear I saw a face peeping out from the kitchen window 2 floors above us right into our bedroom. It was a very creepy looking face of an old man with really white hair and white eye brows and wrinkly face. I had just done my Subuh prayers this morning and was sitting on our platform bed fiddling with my mobile to see if there is enough time to steal a quick nap.



Happened to look up outside the window when I was about to hit the pillows. I don't usually get creeped out easily but this time the more I look fiercely the more the face became creepier piercing right into my eyes despite the black tinted windows. I woke hub up and told him to see what I saw. And just like in horror movies, he don't see it and think I was acting crazy. But something in my voice told him that I wasn't kidding about it and he took a second closer look and still insisted there isn't any face. He said, "How can a face not move!!"



And with the perfect timing to make me look silly, the face just suddenly didn't look like a face. It was a box. Sitting there near the window innocently. How can a box look closely similar to a face? Don't tell me I'm hallucinating ok. I'll smack your behind.



I'm very very very sure I'm not crazy or seeing things that aren't there. I know what I saw. Creepy aside, I'm going to be more alert and prove that I'm not losing my mind!

Posted at 5:07 PM

Thursday, June 01, 2006

Singapore Idol-iots

Eeeeeeeeeee. I can't even force myself to watch the SG Idol for at least 1 flat minit. The moment they open their mouth my ears went NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!! I was cringing way worst than I do during gory movies. Can you imagine if our neighbouring country was watching that? So maluuuu. Last nite's contestants can't even make it as backup singers for Malaysia's Idol or Academy Fantasia's finalists lah. Yuck with a capital and bold Y!!!



Thank God for cable. I ended up watching Harriet the Spy on HBO. Yah, even kids movie was more entertaining. Plus I discovered plenty of young actors in that movie during their grade school days. How cute.

Posted at 9:13 AM

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