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Hunky gave my blog url to one of his friends because she wanted to see photos of son and you know what he cautioned his friend:- Don’t be surprise on the contents of my wife’s blog. She likes to take pictures of us, her families and post them online… So I wondered to myself… yeah why do I like to post my thoughts, my families’ photos etc? If I want to remember all my treasured and cherished memories, I can always put them in MSWord and I don’t have to post them online. I thought long and hard… am I an exhibitionist??? Well, I’m not really… it’s just that things that I love and cherished most are the things that made me happy and believe that happiness needed to be shared to the whole world just like the song “Top Of The World”… You just wanna sing and shout… *now I can literally understand why the Hindi films have loads of music +singing +dancing scenes*. I love to read other bloggers’ blogs too because some made me happy, some teaches me life’s lessons, some gave me odd emotions, som...

5 Things I’m grateful for today… 1) Hunky: Without him I wouldn’t have a blissful life… 2) Children: They taught me the meaning of sacrifice and Unselfishness. Makes my life sunny and bright… 3) Work: blessed because I still have paycheck by the end of the month to ensure that food and necessities are well taken care of. 4) My Health: I’m still breathing and able to work and take care of my family 5) Electricity: Seriously, last night episode with no electricity for approximately 1 hour made me say thank you to God multiple times for giving insight to Ben Franklin… Last night was torture… Occasionally I do take things for granted… I thank God because of the wisdom that I’ve gained… A wedding is just a big momentous event to commemorate the beginning of a lifetime commitment. Like all things in life, a marriage is like a seedling too… it needs air, fertilizers, chlorophyll and sun to survive… when we take the seed of marriage for granted that’s when we see the plant wilted and die… Our ...

I'm fascinated with hands, ears, fingers well to think about it I'm fascinated with all the human anatomy... I took pictures of ears, navels, toes, lips... it's a fascinating thing to look from the camera lens point of view... If I could only snap my growing belly myself that would be perfect... maybe I should try in front of a very large mirror... Hmm, I think it could be done... So here are other pictures that I've edited. In this first snapshot, I was trying to focus on the ring but personally I think the overall picture is nice... Another snapshot of a ring. Matrimonial Rings fascinates me because it reminds me a lot on commitment and happily ever after . My niece crying her hearts out because she lost her tooth. My beautiful sis... I had hoped to capture her happiness... Does it shine through? I like this shot of my BIL.

Got myself a NikonD60 for my birthday and been playing with it for almost four months now… Consumed with admiration for chegu’s hubby’s talent and thought to myself whether I can master the art of taking and editing pictures myself. Please help me judge on the few snapshots that I’ve edited. Give me the true and unbiased comments ya. Thank you in advance...

I have a new TV addiction. Hunky always teased me when I watched this reality tv as my tears usually would roll down *blame the hormones*. I fell in love when I watched the finale for the first season which was aired years before in the US. Now I’m currently hooked on the season 2 in Hallmark every day at 7pm. Thank my lucky stars as usually son wouldn’t be home yet at that time and I get to monopolize the idiot box *evil grin*. Yeps, I’m hooked to ‘The Biggest Loser’… There’s hope for us big momma wanting to transform ourselves to a svelte and hottie mommy . As I was passing by at one of the stalls during lunch, I saw this tiny cute beach shorts and I said to myself I need to get one of those and be able to wear them confidently… Of ‘coz after Blessed is born lah!!! Couldn’t wait to be a hot mama of two children . While tapping on the keyboard for this post, I suddenly remembered a conversation that I had with msC, mrMachoNot and GoodieBoy. A lady passed our table and mrMachoNot kept ...

I got this from my sis and thought not to be stingy and share it with everybody... Daily Rules from God for 2009 1) WAKE UP!! Decide to have a good day.. 'Today is the day the Lord hath made; let us rejoice and be glad in it.. 'Psalms 118:24 2) DRESS UP!! The best way to dress up is to put on a smile. A smile is an inexpensive way to improve your looks. 'The Lord does not look at the thing man looks at. Man looks at outward appearance; but the Lord looks at the heart. 'I Samuel 16:7 3) SHUT UP!! Say nice things and learn to listen. God gave us two ears and two mouth, so He must have meant for us to do twice as much listening as talking. "He who guards his lips guards his soul.' Proverns 13:3 4) STAND UP!! For what you believe in. Stand for something or you will fall for anything.. 'Let us not be weary in doing good; for at the proper time we will reap a harvest if we do not give up. Therefore, as we have opportunity, let us do good...'Galatians 6:9...

I’m tired. It has been a busy week for me so far. Hunky and I had to take emergency leave last Tuesday as son was having diarrhea. He kept on pooing every 15 mins since Monday night. 24th March 12am: Son had fever. Gave him fever and diarrhea syrup 3am: Son woke up and cried. He nodded when asked whether he wanted to pee, accompanied him to the loo and instead of pee, he pooeed again. We were in the bathroom for quite sometime as he kept on pooiing. At one time when we were in the bedroom and he was squatting down on the floor he didn’t realized that he poo. He cried again. We decided to bring him to the doctor. We envisioned already that he had to be admitted or had to be jab because he loss a lot of liquid already. Permai Clinic in Jalan Pantai was open: Thank God! Spent nearly RM150 for consultation and medication but again thank God as the Clinic is a panel. Possible cause of diarrhea is food poisoning. Doc advised to give plain porridge and warm water only for the next two days. F...

Hehehe!!! I manage to verbally assault my sweet niece to give me her url… to my surprise she posted one of the snapshots (I’m the only sole keeper) that I’ve taken during last Christmas gathering and I guessed she read mine as well but as a silent reader… I promised that I will not comment anything on whatever she wrote… I mean ‘Freedom Of Speech’ right and although she’s barely legal, I will not cramped her style!!! It’s better that she vent, rambles, rants etc out everything and me being a BZ Bee will be in the know. I just hoped she will continue blogging. My eldest niece does not approve of her *the sweet niece* way of writing especially when she saw the WTF… I mean it can be ‘what the fish?’ or etc… maybe I’m a bit liberal in my way of thinking… I believe that it’s up to them on how they want to express themselves but of ‘coz they need to be accountable and responsible in what and how they express them!!! There’s no harm in advising them on what language to use - but again she nee...

During mass, I suddenly had the vision of tasting Dome Pancake and being married to a wonderful guy, he brought me and son there… I had my delicious Pancake while hunky and son had ala American Breakfast with sausages, eggs etc. Son ate all the eggs by his own and made me feel like a proud mama. Only the sausages were left and he requested me to feed him… he was running and playing with the waitresses and whenever his mouth is empty he will come to me and asked for pieces of sausage… I’m not sure how many glasses of saliva we the parents wasted on advising him not to run because he was still eating at that point of time… at one point son came hurrying towards me and when he was beside me gave a loud cough and consequently vomited all the semi-processed consumed food… uwaaahhhh…. My pants were drenched with semi-processed eggs and sausages… I spent the hours at 1B smelling like vomit… I didn’t know that the pants emitted such a foul vomit smell. Hunky can smell them a yard away…… uwaaaa...

I was feeling that something is amiss this morning. My heart was heavy. Told hunky what I felt… I just couldn’t put my finger into it. This morning, arriving at work I knew now what was the ‘something’. I heard from a reliable source that I will be put to this particular department. Sultan asked me whether I want his help to pull me out from that department… deep in me I know I would like his help but I’m a stubborn woman and I won’t for the life of me will ask for his help in this matter. If it’s meant to be that I’m assigned to this department then I will do my damnest best to excel in it. I won’t pull strings to get what I want. I believe in the hands of fate and although I know as the captain of my life I should do everything in my power to get what I want but in this instances my heart just won’t allow me to grovel *not literally but I felt like it* . That’s not me!!! I’m a hard-headed woman and I know I won’t look back to the past and regret this path that I had chosen… I’m not b...

Not literally of ‘coz but my mouth has gotten me into very hot waters at the office. I’m feeling guilty now. Although the information that was given to me is not in confidence but then coffee talk should remain as coffee talk and not be brought out in the open. I’m so sad because he did this to me. He told the subject of the Coffee Talk and put me on the spot with the subject asking me who told me about it and without me having enough time blurted out my source who is actually very dear and close to me. How can we get myself and my source out of this fiasco??? Note to self: Never ever ever tell him anything.

Last Sunday while in St. Simon, our son befriends a boy who goes to the same Kindie. The boy and his parents sat next to us. Son had fun playing aeroplane with him. Today while hunky was on his way back to the car after sending Kyran to his class, he bumped into the father of the boy and the father asked:- Boy’s Father: What’s your son’s name? Hunky: Kyran Matthew BF: Oh… My son told me it was Ben10 You see Kyran is so into Ben10. It’s not that he likes to watch the cartoon but knowing that he’s like Ben10 with super Alien Power excites him… he has Ben10 watch, Ben10 cap, Ben10 pajamas, a few Ben10 T-shirts, Ben10 books, Ben10 figurines, Ben10 schoolbag and even Ben10 superimposed with his face video clips *courtesy from his Nana*… I still remember the excitement shone on his face when he first received his Ben10 complete T-Shirt and Trousers… When Hunky asked him what’s his name this is his answer:- Kyran Mathew Calvin Ben10 Hunky likes to teased Kyran saying that he is Ben10 number o...

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Would you like to be recognized for your talent or because you kiss asses? In my opinion I would prefer people recognized me for my talent not because of my people skills… the matter arises yesterday when Rian told me of his heartbroken due to this… I don’t see any significance at all… I know Rian’s Superiors and it is not fair what they did to him… Rian is a very special and unique person… He has an ability to see ways that can benefit the company he’s working with and he stays away from certain people in the company because he doesn’t see any significance in doing so… he’s a pig-headed, snobbish brute to those people who doesn’t signify in his life but he’s such a darling to those people who means something to him. He was such a mess yesterday and I had to leave the office just to accompany him. Thank Goodness Sultan didn’t ask much about my sudden departure as I’m still contactable via hp if he needed me. I tried to put some sense back into his hard-skulled head and I think I did ma...

I had an aww moment last night:- Kyran: Mum Me: mmm K: I lav you M: I love you too K: Good night M: Good night K: Sweet Dreams M: sweet Dreams to you too. It’s seldom that my son voluntarily say I love you to me… my heart goes all mushy… if it wasn’t that I’m so sleepy I had cuddled him with all my might last night…

Sugar, Spice and Everything Nice that’s what our little Dora is but of ‘coz I only see her when she’s all behave… I always vow not to be like my mother but I can’t deny my blood that runs through my veins… you know what I hate about my mum: she likes to compare us siblings with ‘anak si anu’ or ‘c anu bla bla have this’… the recent one was ‘ si A ada sudah anak kedua’… Thank Goodness I’m also expecting if not I’ll be bald from tearing all my already thin hair… that’s what I vowed: not to be like mum but surprise, surprise that’s exactly what I did with my son… it goes something like:- Kyran, you clever like baby Dania kan. She always put her finished vitagen in the rubbish bin… Kyran, brush your teeth… you see baby Dania, she always follow what her mummy say. She’s so clever. Are you not clever as well? Kyran, wear your pajamas now… Baby Dania wear her pajamas every night. Kyran wear your school uniform now… Baby Dania goes to school so you also need to go to school. Kyran, see baby Da...

These are my teenage nephews and nieces, left to right: Aldo, Sharrel, Lovey, Jody and Douglas. Aldo and Sharrel are best buddies as well as Jody and Douglas. I babysat Douglas when he was a few days old of ‘coz chaperoned by my mom. I remembered he was a big baby. I think I still have his baby pictures with me and I’ll scanned them if I’m in the mood J . I was Aldo and Jody’s babysitter cum driver when they were children. I was thinking about it the other day while their mum drove me back to my workplace after our monthly lunch out. In fact Jody just on previous days told her mum that I was so ‘jahat’ to them when I was their driver… I laughed when their mum told me that. I think I can guess which part of ‘jahat’ she meant. I was doing my practical when I was assigned to be their driver. Of ‘coz being children after a day at school smelled of dirty socks and sweats so I often emm I meant always instructed them to open the windows wide to clear the smelly air and we don’t use the airco...

I’m supposed to showoff *winks* :- A picture of you at the most unique environment This is the only picture that I can think of me in the most unique environment: me having my first child. Thought of showing my picture giving birth but I’m afraid it’s too graphic for my own liking… Just looksie at my nose… I never knew that my nose could be that huge… In this picture I looked like my niece, Lovey… Pic of her below. Any resemblance? A picture that means a lot to you I have lots of pictures that mean a lot to me. There was one with all my siblings taken during the last Christmas Gathering. It means a lot to me ‘coz seldom do we get the chance to get together all of us in one roof. There’s also one of my teenage nephews and nieces: the picture means a lot because I’ve seen them grown from cute babies to smelly children to beautiful and handsome people maybe I should post about them in the future. After a lot of thought, I have to settle with this picture… This man I pledge my life with ...

Couldn't help myself... 4th post of the day... Had always wanted to be a writer and not surprising at all I'm:- You Should Be a Romance Novelist You see the world as it should be, and this goes double for all matters of the heart. You can find the romance in any situation, and you would make a talented romance story writer... And while you may be a traditional romantic, you're just as likely to be drawn to quirky or dark love stories. As long as it deals with infatuation, heartbreak, and soulmates - you could write it. What Type of Writer Should You Be?

My 3rd post of the day… it’s lunch time okay so I can do whatever I please during this hour… As depicted by the comic, almost all women that I know are concerned with the way they look and I’m one of the typical women out there… sometimes you just wish that you’re born svelte and gob-smacking beautiful but we’re not living in some fairy-tale that all ends in Happily Ever After… We’re stuck with how we’re born with *unless you have gazillions of moolahs in the bank and don’t mind doing plastic surgery etc*… thank goodness we are born with unique personality… and that attracts the opposite sex after the overall first glance of our physical appearance meets his requirements. That’s typical male!!! I’m digressing from my original title, I just wanna thank my Hunky for accepting blessed fate and stayed with me for better and for worse. With all my lack points in all important areas; I think he’s here with me and strong to stay. I know our marriage is not as rosy as people might have imagin...

Life is a funny thing. Without sorrow, you wouldn’t know happiness… without pain, you wouldn’t realised the blessed things God had showered you with… She wished she can turn time and erased the happenings of yesterday… she thinks that her heart now has turned into something that is unrecognizable… she feels nothing: No Love, No Sorrow, Just living life as it is… Dearest, I know you tell me that you felt nothing but your admission that if you could turn back the clock to before it has happened; you will curb your tongue. I know you regret that lack of judgement when your tongue freely let out words of hurt. I can’t say I blame you knowing the things that I know now… sometimes in the heat of the moment, things can be out of control… You can never turn back the time. Forgiveness from someone who loves you best is very hard to receive… it is true that to be hurt by the people you love best is like a twist of the sharp edges knife… it bloody hurts… things can never be the same now… although...

Chicago :Hard To Say I’m Sorry. Everybody need a little time away I heard her say, from each other Even lovers need a holiday Far away from each other Hold me now It's hard for me to say, I'm sorry I just want you to stay After all that we've been through I will make it up to you, I promise you And after all that's been said and done You're just a part of me I can't let go Couldn't stand to kept away Just for a day, from your body Wouldn't wanna be swept away Far away from the one that I love Hold me now It's hard for me to say, I'm sorry I just want you to know Hold me nowI really wanna tell you I'm sorry I could never let you go After all that we've been through I will make it up to you, I promise you And after all that's been said and done You're just a part of me I can't let go After all that we've been through I will make it up to you, I promise you You're gonna be the lucky one Everybody need a little time away I...