Honey I shrunk the kids.

If Khong Guan biscuits can be a cure for cranky swings, how about penat cum pemalas swings.

Exhausted is the word, I really am.

I have to take my hats of to all the “stay at home mums”.

In all honesty it is not an easy task to do.

Men please appreciate your wife if she choose to give up their dreams just be at home to educate & nurture the kids.

I seriously wonder if SAHM actually have a schedule to keep up to?

And I really wonder in that schedule do they actually make way for “Me” time?

I am not a big fan with organising, however thanks to A.L the house is always spick and span.

And if the world must know, I am the laundry lady in the house; probably it is something clever that I figure I am good at.

For the matter of fact that I am not colour blind, I am good at separating clothes according to colours. (Duh!)

One more thing, I hardly pay attention to the washing labels, the only time I realised the need to have a peek, it was probably too late.

(It can be a disaster, especially if it is A.L favourite tee)

When asked, I simply pretended not to know or simply confessed with the most kesian face in the universe.

I am a champs in ignoring arguments over trivial matters.

Today I stared at the laundry bag full of soiled clothes; it is there and is still there.

I looked again; it is still there and there again.

It is not moving!!

I stared hard and I tried the magic word “abracadabra.”

It is still there.

Oh boy I need a magician or maybe I need Sabrina the teenage witch or I love Jeanie.

Looks like, its reality, you don’t hope for magic to happen.

To all mums, I know it is not mothers’ day today.

Tribute to all who are doing the household chores!!!!

We don’t wait for mothers’ day to feel appreciated do we?

By the way, “Honey I shrunk the kids your favourite tee, Ooops!!!”

Biskut K

The good old Khong Guan biscuits will never fail to disappoint me in any way.

I grew up with Khong Guan biscuits & hot Milo for teatime.

Today I manage to pacify a cranky boy with Khong Guan biscuits.

I am guilty as charged when it comes to dealing with Rain cranky swings.

I tempt him with goodies (very the salah), & that will explain you, the weight management part!

Honestly, nothing feels better than watching your little one stuffing goodies with such great joy!

Even if, it is only plain Khong Guan biscuits.

Oh thank you BISKUT K.

Re: Love Letter


''Dear A.L, happy birthday to you.''

I thought of writing you a love letter and posting it to you but I realise, we share the same mailing address and it will be a waste of stamp.

OK that was lame.

My sweetheart has just turned 21 eh (okay that was a lie)

I was supposed to plan a surprise for you, but as usual I am well known for not being a good planner and so I will save it AGAIN for next year.

Even the part where I want to put Rain in a box as a gift did not work out eh, the box broke since he was too heavy! (I will get a bigger & stronger box next year okay)

Good try kan.

Happy birthday sweetheart, may you be blessed with good prosperity & health.

And oh yah..

A.L, you've got mail.

Nope it is a not a love letter from me, it is time to change your identification card.

That reminds me, of the reminder letter!!

Finally I can stop living in denial and have my I.C done together with A.L.

I simply love the part, where ''I want to grow old together with you''

Oh well denial or not we are 30

.....and yet still sexy. (I shall pass you the airsickness bag ok)

Simply not shy.

I know.

Once/twice again happy happy birthday!

The walk in the park

Besides telling my mak nenek stories to blogger.com,

I do talk to animals while I walk the park.

Wait I am not crazy hokay, I bet the swan understands me.

"Hey beautiful swan, you look so graceful and beautiful out there, but I can see you are paddling so hard underneath."

You inspire me swan :)

Read me.

This picture is not tagged with a mak nenek story.

I know the world may want some peace and quiet.

Give the world a break.

Dear world, this picture does not require your reading glasses.

Or even binoculars to scrutinize in between the lines.

You may remove them.

Thank you.

The Italian Job

Recently, I was trying my best to cook some pasta.

Little did I realise the people in my house were very cautious to taste my so called fusion cooking!

I tried to be creative.

Let me recall an experience A.L had when he ate the pasta I specially cooked about 2 years ago.

After eating the pasta, he left for his training and during this period he had some allergic reaction!

He had rashes and his eyes were swollen.

Maybe he was allergic to the shrimps or maybe he was just allergic to MY COOKING.

Since then I stick to safer recipes given by my mother/1800-mum.

Oh well, these days the people in the house are getting smarter, whenever I cook,

Guess who will the victim of the food tasting?!

Of cos it is my darling Rain.

I bet Rain is the only one that appreciates my cooking heh!

Rain loves my pasta hokay.

Second thoughts, he eats anything that looks delicious.

(example will be my cooking, simply not shy sey!)

& maybe this boy too?

Oh wait, he may resembles like Rain but he is an Italian boy hokay.

(thank you Naz for the pic)

Anyway, birthday bells around the corner & I feel like cooking pasta for the birthday party.

You think the birthday boy will have an allergic reaction?

View from the top or just my point of VIEW.

The weighing scale has been out of sight from me.

I failed to realise that the iconic clothier has been the greatest measuring tape for the body!

Even the thread count is no longer friendly to the body.

And yet dieting is still out of my daily plan.

And yet I do complain all the time.

It has become a favourite question/phrase.

" Am I fat? "

For those who have answered my question most of the time,

oh well I thank you for your patience and understanding.

My point is, I am only woman.

Yes I am guilty of complaining about weight most of the time.

When metabolism rate is no longer your bff, you start worrying,

who doesn't want to look beautiful from the outside.

For a change let me try to look beautiful from the inside?

They say you are what you eat.

Let me revise my diet plan.

1. '' Choose to hear ONLY the beautiful stuff. '' - eat only food with good nutritions.

2. '' Learning to forgive and forget. '' - detox, clear the toxins!

seems to be in my plan.

So if you think you are FAT, why not join me for my "type of DIET".

I think I talk too much today, I am thirsty!

'' Can someone pass me my can of diet coke, pleaaaassssse. ''



and oh that is a view of me from the top.

Thanks for viewing.

" A picture a day, keeps my life story in place. "

Alice Chen

& I will continue to blog.

He sang me a Love Song..

If the world must know.

A.L sings to me most of the nights accompanied by some music from his mobile.

He asked me why I do not blog his sensational voice. (as if)

Dear A.L you may not be a rock star, but you do rock my world/ears.

The imperfect tunes, seems like beautiful melodies to my ears.

(I am a pro in selective hearing)

There are times when his voice simply do not lead me to wonderland,

and how I wish I can press MUTE and have some peace and quiet.

However, I failed to realise the imperfect tunes indicate the presence.

Who have sung me beautiful love songs to me through these years :)




So what's next on the play list? (dia bunyi lagi)

A birthday song perhaps?

I strongly believe the basic necessity in life

should be the big word Love.

It is not tagged with the word discount.

It is priceless.

One reason why Earth is a wonderful place.

They have a day to appreciate all mothers.

Am I glad to be included.

Happy Mothers' Day.

Sales Management.


At this point of time, I notice the Earth has plenty of SALEs to look forward to.

Honestly I could not stop noticing!! (help! help)

Are the sales really that fantastic or is it merely a ploy to get us to empty our pockets.

Another way to look at, is contributing to help the economy?

Tempting isn't it.

I said no to spending unnecessarily for a change.

However, who can resist temptations?

Oh well now I need to revise my list of necessities!!!

For me, I insisted that a camera is a basic necessity!

"Oh massive-clear out, do I have to say no to you?"

Gambar ni takde makna nye!

They say a picture speaks a thousand words.

Dear A.L can you figure out the thousand words from this picture!

I hope you do.

He probably ignore me.

Oh dear world, please ignore me too.

Oh well, life is too short not to be heard.

KODAK moment.

They say a picture is worth a thousand words.

Tells you a story.

Use a picture. It is worth thousand words.

I have to stress again. I must have a camera!!!

Stop it will I!!

I will, cos I finally got myself a new affair.

Oh dear S, I love you.

And dear A.L despite the nagging part on you, I love you too :P!

You see, this is a basic necessity.

Oh well, man HE wouldn't understand it.

However, I promise to handle my new affair with deep affection.

This I promise you.

Oh before you get misunderstood, the affair is Mr Sony!

(hai camera baru pun nak blog. so typical eh!)

Another journey to the moon story.

Another reason why I badly need a camera, (desperation)

is because the moon is filled with beautiful cherry blossoms.

So I am suppose to capture some pictures kan.

A valid reason I suppose!!!

So the two jakuns leaped with joy,

jumping up high in order to touch the cherry blossoms! (merepek sey)

It is not everyday we get to see the cherry blossoms, mind you.

We are there at the right time and of cos the with the right company :)

Hair CONDITIONer


As the world would have guessed one possible reason,

why I may not be in a mood to blog,

is because I do not possess my dream camera!

(rolled eyes until juling!)

Oh no, probably the hot weather that leaves me moody or not at all inspired

to tell my mak nenek stories.

I was at the verge of chopping my long dry hair due to the climate!

But short hair is a no no for me.

I wish I have the guts!

While I say no to cutting of my hair.

Rain decided (bedek, daddy yang decide) to have his head shaved.

When he was about to be our Singapore own stlylo mylo Marcell,
(ok Marcell dah botak kan :P)

Daddy decided to send him to the hairdresser for a revamp.

Honestly not many will look good with the Afro look.

Oh well my Rain would probably look HOT. (ignore me I sungguh not shy)

So what is the latest hair cut this season?

Seems like, Rayn has become a victim of daddy's hair experiment.

I won't be surprised if both turns blonde one fine day!

Looks like, I am not included in this conversation!

Dah lah baju dorang sama, slipper sama, rambut pun nak sama!!!!! (cannot take it!)

Unless, yes unless I want to shave my head too?!!

Forget it, I am slowly getting used to the idea that BATTERIES ARE NOT INCLUDED.

What's new?

Re MIND duh!


Dear world, there is currently no update.

The MIND is not speaking.

The MIND is lack of imagination.

The MIND is currently busy.

I will reMIND myself to update my world of imagination.

And I thought I have an addiction to blogging.

MIND you, today I have updated :)

Since I was too occupied MINDing my own business,

I shall come back soon to speak my MIND full of imagination/crap real soon.

Akan datang!