It’s 11am already and like any other Saturdays before, I always start off with making plans to make my weekend full of activities (I know what you’re thinking Esah Jolie oi..not the behind closed doors kind). Before Mr Gig left for his part time job teaching at one of the private colleges I informed him that I may be going out later in the afternoon: to look for bits and bobs but basically nothing important….going out is a chore for me. I worry that I may be turning into a very boring 30 something person…I dislike the preparation I have to make to go out…for a start, taking a shower (I’m sure you can guess that at this very moment I haven’t, although I have just bathed Princess Boyot), iron baju, pakai contact lens, and all the other bits and bobs to the face. The option of going out in just jeans (which I don’t own at all..do they make it in my but size???) and tshirt although it appeals to me (because aku selalu ingat aku ni 20kgs lighter than my actual weight) I am not brave enough to spot that look or to go just in my glassess..aku tak cute like some people tu..mengertik?? Is it because I am a married woman that I would rather go out with dearest darling hubby (dah nak termun. dah ni)? No, daripada zaman anak dara (yg tak berapa dara) tu pun, I hardly go out…if I’m back in Msia for holiday, dalam sebulan probably I bagi salam kat matahari dua kali je kut…In my relationship, MG’s the one that likes merendek to shopping complexes..i go along with him when he nags me. At other times, I’m quite happy staying in, surfing the tv channels, read, sleep (utmost favourite) or baking (so simple to make doughnuts). I guess I’m just one boring person….
I had to chop off some of Princess Boyot’s hair while bathing her just now. After being spayed, her hair/fur had almost doubled from the original length. Her temper is worse than the Taming of the shrew woman therefore sending her for grooming is not an option. Feline makes good company (Bella anytime you want to have a feline encounter, can always come over to my place). Bila my friends or neighbours tengok my cats, diaorg pun teringin nak bela sekor dua and this always agitates me..you know why??? Unless one knows the responsibility and commitment that are involved in taking care of them and prepare to face it..it’s not for everyone..kalau tak menderitalah kucing tu nanti.
For a start, the financial implication. Cats need good food…I’m afraid cat food brand commercial kat tv tu is mostly not good enough. Like us, kita mesti makan benda yg berzat that has all the carbs, proteins, vitamins etc. We won’t be healthy kalau makan junk food je kan? Cat food brand kat tv tu can be likened to cat junkfood. Tak cukup berzat. Good premium cat food costs about RM70 per 4 kg bag, that for my family, lasts about one month. Than the cats have to be kept indoors..without being caged much better. Kalau kat luar nanti kena langgar, catnap etc. Dah dok kat dalam rumah, you must provide some sort of ‘gym’ for them supaya they don’t get bored. $$ lagi. They need annual vaccinations, vitamins, deworming and have to be brought to the vet kalau sakit. Since dah dok kat rumah, kena provide litter (toilet) pulak. Their litter costs me about RM50 monthly.
Time wise, someone has to clean their toilet at least once a day. Pas tu rambut yg cam pontianak kusut masai tu kena sikat, telinga kena cuci kalau tak ear mites bersarang…dulu masa takde little D, gigi diaorg pun I berus (because I tak tahan dengar bebelan the vet complaining about their inflammed gums..if only he knew what I do for a living hehe..)..termasuklah trim kuku diaorg (ni extra la). Since they are indoor cats, once a day they have to be taken out to play..supervised walks…Princess Boyot kena pakai harness pasal she has the tendency to go wandering pas tu tak tau balik. Monty can go out on his own because he’s too scared to venture far. Ugi sampai luar pintu je..pun penakut jugak.
Healthy cats can live up to 15-18 years…so unless one is prepared to take care of them in sickness and in health….sometimes I see people yg takde anak ambik bela kucing..bila wife pregnant mulalah mengelabah nak buang kucing or bagi kat orang..takut kucing tu bawak penyakit kat pregnant woman. Yes they may but it’s not absolute contraindication, there are precautions one may take. When you take care of cats, they see you as their surrogate mum..of course they get upset bila kena berpisah, wouldn’t we, if we are separated from our family? Cats have been found to have IQ level budak umur 2,3 tahun, so don’t think that they are dumb.
Moral of the ceramah Makcik Kiah Kidman pagi ni:
1.Cats are for life, not prepared to pledge yours, then don’t keep one.
2.One must be able to afford the time and $$. Nasi gaul dgn ikan goreng just won’t do.
3.They must be spayed or neutered supaya takde anak2 kucing yg terbiar nanti dan menambahkan populasi stray cats.
4. They need love (don’t we all?) so providing food and shelter only won’t do.
Ada apa2 soalan??
P/S Esah Jolie, hamboi ko main lagi menyindir aku kat blog ko ye….tapi takpe, makcik maafkan. Ingatkan nak tulis pasal topic chenta dan relationship (pasal jantan la, apalagi) tapi tersasul pasal penjagaan kucing pulak. Stay tune, chenta dan relationship shall be topic ceramah ke-2 (I feel sooo like Oprah).
Saturday, April 7, 2007
Thursday, April 5, 2007
Don't mess with my doughnuts
This's my third (week) attempt at not eating so much, to just makan cam orang lain..it's already Thursday and i've failed miserably. I always start off quite beautifully as i leave for work usually but come the traffic jam or vavi drivers, i get pretty upset or fed up that i'd be stopping at the nearest petrol station and borong chocolates yg diaorg ada. Unstable kan i ni? Then in the evening when Mr Gig went for some shopping at Carrefour, he'd be bringing a big bar of chocolate back and the two of us would hide that thing in the fridge because taknak my maid nampak ...if not we're obliged to let her share our loot...but aku la yg maha selfish tu..aku cakap kat MG, tak yah la share ngan dia...kan i bagi dia pocket money (on top of hers salary), kalo dia nak dia boleh beli sendiri. Jahatkan aku??? then, bila maid dah naik tido, we'd be stuffing our faces, senyap je masa makan, savouring every bite and i tell myself, there's always tomorrow....
Then MG will tell me..yang, jangan makan banyak lagi, you dah gemuk..
Hamboi! Cam dia tak gemuk! Then, stop feeding me la!
Speaking of my maid...well, she's not the most perfect one but OK la..she looks after the baby well although benda2 lain tu tutup mata je la. When we got to know that she's from Padang, we all dah terbayang2 sambal ijo, dendeng daging etc. etc. But my maid ni, buat telur dadar pun jadi scrambled egg..hancus! And...of course there's no restriction..she can have anything from the fridge or larder but man man la...she always thinks that kalo MG and I makan sepacket chipsmore tu, she's also entitled to makan sepacket..i'm allright on most days but esah jolie, apa perasaan ko bila mak badak pau ko punya asaman ke, cadbury ko ke..kengkadang sampai habis???? Memang my maid ni high taste..nasik tak berapa nak makan..tapi bagi la bebenda cam chocs ke, cakes ke...i'm only very sensitive when it comes to my doughnuts, so kalo dia makan my share, itu yg kengkadang aku tersentap tu..kitaorg minum teh o je..dia milo...jangan ko main2!
(I have another 10 minutes before i have to make my way to the other place i work utk berjumpa dgn kekanak riang petang ni)
I have given up hope in raising Monty the cat into a macho one. He's 3 this year, kalo ikutkan umur manusia, he'd be 21 i think..old enough to vote. Before we had little D, he was the baby..tiap2 malam, a few times he'd be jumping into bed with us begging to be massaged. He likes jumping onto MG's tummy (pasal more cushy kut) so mamat tu suffered from sleep depravation mengalahkan cam ada anak kecik. Then when little D arrived, he's banished from bed...he was very confused at that time..he must have been saying, why la cannot now?? Mesti pasal si Yoda (little D) tu..at times he would sneaked into bed hiding under my blanket since i'm too soft hearted to kick him out ..now that little D is approaching 1 year old and i don't see any mega symptoms that she's allergic to her furry siblings, i'm slowly allowing Monty back into bed. Cey...mula2 buat tak nampak/rasa dia bawah blanket, pas tu kuit2 sikit ngan kaki...and last night konpem Monty knew he's been accepted back : he jumped onto MG's tummy begging for massage and MG pun tak sampai hati nak tolak dia dari katil..(jangan yg dua ekor tu pun nak join sama..mana muat katil mah!)
Tata, gotta go..
(Bella, ko hang on di situ yah..aku tak lupa pasal lunch date kita..cuma tersibuk sikit 2, 3 menjak ni..end of academic year mah!)
Then MG will tell me..yang, jangan makan banyak lagi, you dah gemuk..
Hamboi! Cam dia tak gemuk! Then, stop feeding me la!
Speaking of my maid...well, she's not the most perfect one but OK la..she looks after the baby well although benda2 lain tu tutup mata je la. When we got to know that she's from Padang, we all dah terbayang2 sambal ijo, dendeng daging etc. etc. But my maid ni, buat telur dadar pun jadi scrambled egg..hancus! And...of course there's no restriction..she can have anything from the fridge or larder but man man la...she always thinks that kalo MG and I makan sepacket chipsmore tu, she's also entitled to makan sepacket..i'm allright on most days but esah jolie, apa perasaan ko bila mak badak pau ko punya asaman ke, cadbury ko ke..kengkadang sampai habis???? Memang my maid ni high taste..nasik tak berapa nak makan..tapi bagi la bebenda cam chocs ke, cakes ke...i'm only very sensitive when it comes to my doughnuts, so kalo dia makan my share, itu yg kengkadang aku tersentap tu..kitaorg minum teh o je..dia milo...jangan ko main2!
(I have another 10 minutes before i have to make my way to the other place i work utk berjumpa dgn kekanak riang petang ni)
I have given up hope in raising Monty the cat into a macho one. He's 3 this year, kalo ikutkan umur manusia, he'd be 21 i think..old enough to vote. Before we had little D, he was the baby..tiap2 malam, a few times he'd be jumping into bed with us begging to be massaged. He likes jumping onto MG's tummy (pasal more cushy kut) so mamat tu suffered from sleep depravation mengalahkan cam ada anak kecik. Then when little D arrived, he's banished from bed...he was very confused at that time..he must have been saying, why la cannot now?? Mesti pasal si Yoda (little D) tu..at times he would sneaked into bed hiding under my blanket since i'm too soft hearted to kick him out ..now that little D is approaching 1 year old and i don't see any mega symptoms that she's allergic to her furry siblings, i'm slowly allowing Monty back into bed. Cey...mula2 buat tak nampak/rasa dia bawah blanket, pas tu kuit2 sikit ngan kaki...and last night konpem Monty knew he's been accepted back : he jumped onto MG's tummy begging for massage and MG pun tak sampai hati nak tolak dia dari katil..(jangan yg dua ekor tu pun nak join sama..mana muat katil mah!)
Tata, gotta go..
(Bella, ko hang on di situ yah..aku tak lupa pasal lunch date kita..cuma tersibuk sikit 2, 3 menjak ni..end of academic year mah!)
Thursday, March 29, 2007
Down the memory lane
A research done recently shows that the lifespan of Msian women on average is about 74 years old if i'm not mistaken. At 34, i am nearly halfway through...when i was in my 20s i selalu dok terfikir anyone beyond 30 is so old mah! I like nothing better than to reminisce about the past with friends.
1 year ago
I was heavily pregant with little D..in fact dah macam nak meletup. I think i was my happiest when i was preganant with her even though with all the scare about her hydroceph because Mr Gig was the most attentive during this time. Tak sangka yg laki aku ni ada sepicing sensitivity in him. The sweetest moment was when at one time we were at the pasar tani selecting fruits and he actually inquired the seller whether the fruit we intended to buy boleh cause angin kat pompuan boyot sebelah dia. How sweet! Masa tu cakapla nak makan apa..mesti dapat punya..but he should thank his lucky stars that i tak le mengidam pelanduk beranak sulung or telur ikan tembakul ke...paling kuat pun was candy floss..at other times i was quite happy with doughnuts and pizza. Nak urut pun boleh je summon bila2 masa..sekarang nit i rasa kalau my urat simpul 8 pun tak sure lagi Mr Gig would unknot me readily.
5 years ago
It's the year i got married to Mr Gig. Tak sangka you! I thought i never would after i broke up with my chenta agung and became a serial dater (nasib baik bukan rapist) for sometime. In fact i had known MG from two years before but i was still doing my masters in the UK and he was here in Msia bergigoloan dgn pompuan lain (when later i found out, the two girls he was romantically linked with before were my ex-schoolmate and org sekampung and the other one was my cousin..ces! ). MG was a challenged to me...i have never met anyone so....duh! So infuriating! We communicate through email and of course his was few and far between. He was taking so long to commit..kalo bebudak sekolah panggil 'declare'..ni takde declare2..i was going to give up on him..nasib baik rupa cute, kalo tak dah lama i blah...i think i sort of threatened him into making a commitment. I told him i was going back to the UK to work. the response i got from him then was so mengejutkan the badak in me...he said'oo..senang le u. Bila you bosan sana, you balik sini, bila bosan sini, you balik sini,'' Eeeiii! tak larat mendengar bebelannya..i was hoping something like ,'don't go. Stay..' or 'you got me at hello..'ceh! Berangan la! Thank god, the proposal came through the post two weeks later..kalau tak dah calo ku balik ke UK.
10 years ago
I had just graduated from my 1st degree, masa ni kerja dgn institusi org sakit kat sana. Masa ni khusyuk bercinta dgn chenta agung..tapi si CA ku dah balik ke Msia. Di masa i dibuai mimpi2 indah menghitung hari ke satu masa di mana kan ku bertemu semula bersama chenta agung ku, di samping menkayakan British telecom dan Mercury (masa tu takde lagi jenis2 phonecard cam sekarang), dan membeli belah barang hantaran, chenta agung ku ghope2nya berfoya2 di Msia mengalahkan buaya darat yg baru mencecah puberty. His answer was, ' i'm not so sure about us...'. Wei! Cakap sebelum i melabur beratus ratus pound sterling boleh tak??
15 years ago
I was just starting my degree course....so glad to leave the Sixth form because that summer baru kena dump dgn boipren mat saleh ku yg bermata hijau ada tompok2 hazel (i still go weak in my knees bila teringatkan mata mamat ni). Parah gak la..ye la..cinta (monyet) pertama..the thing was, he was my friend first, then we became romantically involved, bila dah break, what i missed was his friendship. I kan gadis melayu yg masa tu masih penuh dgn ciri2 ketimuran (ah ah..lepas tu hancus!!)..so bila dah kena dump i pun bawakla hati yg lara ni..depa mat saleh ni ingat , ok, semalam aku dump ko, esok kita kawan balik cam dulu. Piraa mabuk!
Then, i thought masa uni i nak study habis2an..taknak berfoya2 ngan jantan lagi. Iyela tu..gatal tu tetap ada...
20 years ago
Sat for SRP and with results yg semuanya tiang (bangga! Gua boleh tahan jugak pandainya masa tu...! But masa tu je la), i was offered a place at this all-girls boarding school. My father yg terkinja2 nak sangat i pergi situ, harapkan anaknya ni jadi 'lady'lah kononnya. Shit! I really hated that place. I couldn't stand those stand-offish girls yg perasan bagus tapi sebenarnya no substance at all! You either have to be pretty, royalty or anak dato/tan sri..if not you're nobody. Get real! I became quite fat when i was there...my love-hate relationship with doughnuts began at that time...petang2 bila org pergi prep and then sports, i dok terbongkang kat dorm, still in my uniform sampai maghrib..bila org stay up to study i would brave the 'hantus' and masuk tido sorang2 kat dorm...agaknya hantu kat situ pun tak koser nak mengacau minah weird sekor ni..
1 year ago
I was heavily pregant with little D..in fact dah macam nak meletup. I think i was my happiest when i was preganant with her even though with all the scare about her hydroceph because Mr Gig was the most attentive during this time. Tak sangka yg laki aku ni ada sepicing sensitivity in him. The sweetest moment was when at one time we were at the pasar tani selecting fruits and he actually inquired the seller whether the fruit we intended to buy boleh cause angin kat pompuan boyot sebelah dia. How sweet! Masa tu cakapla nak makan apa..mesti dapat punya..but he should thank his lucky stars that i tak le mengidam pelanduk beranak sulung or telur ikan tembakul ke...paling kuat pun was candy floss..at other times i was quite happy with doughnuts and pizza. Nak urut pun boleh je summon bila2 masa..sekarang nit i rasa kalau my urat simpul 8 pun tak sure lagi Mr Gig would unknot me readily.
5 years ago
It's the year i got married to Mr Gig. Tak sangka you! I thought i never would after i broke up with my chenta agung and became a serial dater (nasib baik bukan rapist) for sometime. In fact i had known MG from two years before but i was still doing my masters in the UK and he was here in Msia bergigoloan dgn pompuan lain (when later i found out, the two girls he was romantically linked with before were my ex-schoolmate and org sekampung and the other one was my cousin..ces! ). MG was a challenged to me...i have never met anyone so....duh! So infuriating! We communicate through email and of course his was few and far between. He was taking so long to commit..kalo bebudak sekolah panggil 'declare'..ni takde declare2..i was going to give up on him..nasib baik rupa cute, kalo tak dah lama i blah...i think i sort of threatened him into making a commitment. I told him i was going back to the UK to work. the response i got from him then was so mengejutkan the badak in me...he said'oo..senang le u. Bila you bosan sana, you balik sini, bila bosan sini, you balik sini,'' Eeeiii! tak larat mendengar bebelannya..i was hoping something like ,'don't go. Stay..' or 'you got me at hello..'ceh! Berangan la! Thank god, the proposal came through the post two weeks later..kalau tak dah calo ku balik ke UK.
10 years ago
I had just graduated from my 1st degree, masa ni kerja dgn institusi org sakit kat sana. Masa ni khusyuk bercinta dgn chenta agung..tapi si CA ku dah balik ke Msia. Di masa i dibuai mimpi2 indah menghitung hari ke satu masa di mana kan ku bertemu semula bersama chenta agung ku, di samping menkayakan British telecom dan Mercury (masa tu takde lagi jenis2 phonecard cam sekarang), dan membeli belah barang hantaran, chenta agung ku ghope2nya berfoya2 di Msia mengalahkan buaya darat yg baru mencecah puberty. His answer was, ' i'm not so sure about us...'. Wei! Cakap sebelum i melabur beratus ratus pound sterling boleh tak??
15 years ago
I was just starting my degree course....so glad to leave the Sixth form because that summer baru kena dump dgn boipren mat saleh ku yg bermata hijau ada tompok2 hazel (i still go weak in my knees bila teringatkan mata mamat ni). Parah gak la..ye la..cinta (monyet) pertama..the thing was, he was my friend first, then we became romantically involved, bila dah break, what i missed was his friendship. I kan gadis melayu yg masa tu masih penuh dgn ciri2 ketimuran (ah ah..lepas tu hancus!!)..so bila dah kena dump i pun bawakla hati yg lara ni..depa mat saleh ni ingat , ok, semalam aku dump ko, esok kita kawan balik cam dulu. Piraa mabuk!
Then, i thought masa uni i nak study habis2an..taknak berfoya2 ngan jantan lagi. Iyela tu..gatal tu tetap ada...
20 years ago
Sat for SRP and with results yg semuanya tiang (bangga! Gua boleh tahan jugak pandainya masa tu...! But masa tu je la), i was offered a place at this all-girls boarding school. My father yg terkinja2 nak sangat i pergi situ, harapkan anaknya ni jadi 'lady'lah kononnya. Shit! I really hated that place. I couldn't stand those stand-offish girls yg perasan bagus tapi sebenarnya no substance at all! You either have to be pretty, royalty or anak dato/tan sri..if not you're nobody. Get real! I became quite fat when i was there...my love-hate relationship with doughnuts began at that time...petang2 bila org pergi prep and then sports, i dok terbongkang kat dorm, still in my uniform sampai maghrib..bila org stay up to study i would brave the 'hantus' and masuk tido sorang2 kat dorm...agaknya hantu kat situ pun tak koser nak mengacau minah weird sekor ni..
Brain drain
Just now, my colleague came into my office while i was not around and wanted to use my computer and terpampanglah blog ku di screen..so mamat tu mengaku kat i dia dah baca blog ku...i rasa macam diriku telah dicabul (kat mana tak tau la) because in the prim and proper work life i have to lead, to always be professional, the blog is my escapism. So HMH, if you are reading and continue to be reading my blog from now onwards (cewah perasan!), keep your mouth shut or i shall beat up your arse.
I took leave from work yesterday..actually i was feeling more horrible today compared to yesterday but apakan day, no such thing as work from home here , nak tak nak terpaksa menunjukkan muka sekali sekala bagaikan matahari menjenguk di KL yg penuh jerebu ini. Getting to work every morning is a pain because it'll take me 40 mins if i were to leave at 6.30am and kalau terlambat sikit, dok la dalam jam for at least an hour...really can't be arsed on some days..
I think i'm no more enjoying or enthusistic about work as i used to when i first came back from my masters 5 years ago. It's time i go on sabbatical or decide to do Phd (matila aku, nanti akan jadi postgrad bermerc dan penuh ngan barang carboot seperti yg selalu ku kutuk)...but i have this dilemma: Mr Gig is all for it, in fact misi dan visi dia dalam hidup is to mengaccompany his wife to some place yg nyaman dan 4 musim dan dia dok kat rumah jadi kangkang king (sorry Bella, pinjam ko nye istilah) atau successful feline breeder....i pun teringin gak nak membesarkan little D dengan vision dia ber rosy cheeks, cakap omputeh sokseksoksek berlari2an di kelilingi lembu frisian atau paling kurang pun di celah-celah biri2 yang bulu bergumpal kusut tu....
Tapi, sebagai ibu juga kepada anak2 yg berbulu ni yakni 3 ekor yg pemalas dan kuat makan tu...angan-angan i nak bawak diaorg bersama ke negara Hobbit tu terhenti disebabkan diaorg kena go through kuarantin that will take them probably 3-6months. The separation will definitely kill Monty although princess boyot mungkin tak kisah sebab she couldn't care less about anything except to keep the kitty biscuits coming...jadi angan2an itu terhenti saja sampai la i can find a better alternative to suit everybody i.e. MG and the furry kids...
I took leave from work yesterday..actually i was feeling more horrible today compared to yesterday but apakan day, no such thing as work from home here , nak tak nak terpaksa menunjukkan muka sekali sekala bagaikan matahari menjenguk di KL yg penuh jerebu ini. Getting to work every morning is a pain because it'll take me 40 mins if i were to leave at 6.30am and kalau terlambat sikit, dok la dalam jam for at least an hour...really can't be arsed on some days..
I think i'm no more enjoying or enthusistic about work as i used to when i first came back from my masters 5 years ago. It's time i go on sabbatical or decide to do Phd (matila aku, nanti akan jadi postgrad bermerc dan penuh ngan barang carboot seperti yg selalu ku kutuk)...but i have this dilemma: Mr Gig is all for it, in fact misi dan visi dia dalam hidup is to mengaccompany his wife to some place yg nyaman dan 4 musim dan dia dok kat rumah jadi kangkang king (sorry Bella, pinjam ko nye istilah) atau successful feline breeder....i pun teringin gak nak membesarkan little D dengan vision dia ber rosy cheeks, cakap omputeh sokseksoksek berlari2an di kelilingi lembu frisian atau paling kurang pun di celah-celah biri2 yang bulu bergumpal kusut tu....
Tapi, sebagai ibu juga kepada anak2 yg berbulu ni yakni 3 ekor yg pemalas dan kuat makan tu...angan-angan i nak bawak diaorg bersama ke negara Hobbit tu terhenti disebabkan diaorg kena go through kuarantin that will take them probably 3-6months. The separation will definitely kill Monty although princess boyot mungkin tak kisah sebab she couldn't care less about anything except to keep the kitty biscuits coming...jadi angan2an itu terhenti saja sampai la i can find a better alternative to suit everybody i.e. MG and the furry kids...
Tuesday, March 27, 2007
Hi uols peminat-peminat setia makcik,
I'm feeling rather under the weather today...tak tau kenapa..no runny nose but throat rasa cam aku dah tertelan katak. I cakap kat Mr Gig tadi bahawasanya cam ni la aku rasa masa mengandungkan little D dulu...ada kemungkinan ke ia berlaku sekali lagi. Mr Gig jawab 'gila ke??!'. Sepanjang hari ni makcik duk bergulung dlm selimut masam kat office, nasib baik kerja tak banyak.
Anyway, kepada Hajah Esah dan Bellabedot, terimakasih kerana sudi meluangkan masa uols yg busy lagi exciting tu utk call makcik yg uzur serta kurang pendengaran sikit ni...makcik segan serta malu2 kucing bila bercakapan dengan uols. Jadi mintak mahap banyak2 kalo suara cam bunyi org terkezut beruk dan bangun tido je (memang ye pun Bella). Hopefully i'll be my usual self when i recover from whatever bug ni (matila perasan aku! Macam usual self tu interesting sangat.)
So mungkin i tune out for a few days, but keep your calls and sms coming!! (lagi sekali perasan cam ramai peminat).
p/s Bella, next week would be good, jgn lupa masukkan agenda ini dalam diari kangkangan you.
I'm feeling rather under the weather today...tak tau kenapa..no runny nose but throat rasa cam aku dah tertelan katak. I cakap kat Mr Gig tadi bahawasanya cam ni la aku rasa masa mengandungkan little D dulu...ada kemungkinan ke ia berlaku sekali lagi. Mr Gig jawab 'gila ke??!'. Sepanjang hari ni makcik duk bergulung dlm selimut masam kat office, nasib baik kerja tak banyak.
Anyway, kepada Hajah Esah dan Bellabedot, terimakasih kerana sudi meluangkan masa uols yg busy lagi exciting tu utk call makcik yg uzur serta kurang pendengaran sikit ni...makcik segan serta malu2 kucing bila bercakapan dengan uols. Jadi mintak mahap banyak2 kalo suara cam bunyi org terkezut beruk dan bangun tido je (memang ye pun Bella). Hopefully i'll be my usual self when i recover from whatever bug ni (matila perasan aku! Macam usual self tu interesting sangat.)
So mungkin i tune out for a few days, but keep your calls and sms coming!! (lagi sekali perasan cam ramai peminat).
p/s Bella, next week would be good, jgn lupa masukkan agenda ini dalam diari kangkangan you.
Monday, March 26, 2007
If you lay me down to sleep...
Little D and i tried something new last night..we banished ourselves from the double bed onto the floor to avoid more kid-flying incident (3 is definitely enough!).Despite having two semi thick duvets, my back still hurts from last night not including my nose - little D mentang2 she has more space to berlasak, she headbutt me on my nose bridge. Mr gig bersenang lenang atas katil sorang2 macam king (of Swaziland menunggu gundiknya), idak le dia nak berasak2 dgn we all kat bawah ni..hummph! Talk about cinta sejati!
I woke up quite late, talking about Monday blues, kul 9 pagi baru nak drive pergi kerja...cam bapak punya company je. Dah la tu bawak keta cam ala2 bersiar kat taman tasik titiwangsa ...i must say, ever since i've become a mother, i have stopped this habit of overtaking every car i come across infront of me..either that or the 3 accidents have made me slightly paranoid.
Anyway, sambil drive lenggang lengguk and mendengar stesen radio i dok terfikir, if i were to pass on, what is it i want to get off my chest or do..definitely:
1. I would tell Mr Gig that despite my interim moaning of how i impikan to marry a mat saleh i would still choose him if i have to marry all over again...mungkin ke i ni am a sucker for punishment or it may be hard to find someone that can tolerate my carut mencarut, my adverse dislike to mandi during weekends (oops dah ter-air dah my dirty linen in public), and one who would readily feed me yg appetitenya mengalahkan a camp of refugees.
But i would also tell him, in the event of my demise, he would inherit the insurance money yg sebanyak taik idung tu..but should he use it to meminang anak dara with pert b***s, and nip*** pointing upwards and pinkish (as he would constantly verbally remind me of his angan2), i would definitely come back as hantu jerangkung (i shall emphasise and not the cute casper type)and scare the shit out of him.
2. I would remind my best friend at work to kawin je ngan Mr Gig for the welfare of little D. This friend of mine hasn't got any bad bones in her at all. Btw, Mr Gig pernah mimpikan dia in blue nightie.,..apa ke jadahnya??
3. I would write to the singing diva who not so long ago married a Datuk old enough to be her dad even though she potrayed herself as pompuan melayu terakhir,at the end of the day,she is no different from any of us yg kononnya pompuan materialistik ini.
4. I would laugh at my ex's face yg dulunya sangat mengagung2kan diva tu tadi....dan jugak like batteries, size does matter! (ish..mana aku tau ni??? Pura2 buat muka innocent)
5. Dan jugak kat Mr Gig yang fancied the diva last time..ada ke Mr Gig pernah kata si diva tu has good fashion sense???? Yeah...as good as those rowdy, selebek, jumper panjang ke lutut new-age traveller of Glastonbury dari zaman i A-Levels kat situ dulu.
6. I would tell my closest cousin yg selama ni i dok heran bila dia makan nasik there'll be some nasik terlekat kat bibir dia...every time! I mean, she's a GM wife and all that...takkan laki tak nah tegur kut??
7. And my other cousin that bila decorate her house ala2 inggeris dengan bangganya...i rasa yg floral2 ni dah lama kena chuck out dah...they call it chintz ye Han?? So, 80's! Lepas tu mana ada org dah yg buat duvet cover sepesen dengan cushion and curtain??? Eiii..jahatnya aku ni mengomel...tapi kasi can la..kan i dah nak mati ni...
8. Cakap kat stewardess2 airline national kita that it's allright you can greet me good morning tak yah nak bagi salam just because i pakai tudung...in fact i lebih org putih dari uols , you know..! and tell me memang pesen eye shadow biru and ala2 dari 5 batu jauh dah nampak masih in lagi ke?? (ada ke bekas2 org yg pernah bekerja dlm aeroplane nak terangkan kat i pasal misteri eye shadow biru ni?? Matila aku tengah high & mighty mode ni)
9. And to stewardess airline yg menawarkan tambang murah tu dan mungil2 begitu (really love this mungil word!), i know skirt you all mesti ketat, tapi pakai la G-string!!! VPL is soooooo off-putting!
10. And last but not least to ex-presenter yg kawin dengan adik politician yg baru dapat anak dan dah debab dengan gamaknya....tak payahla nak telan2 jamu, diet2 or pi slimming programme yg ridiculously expensive nak kurus....kan awak tu dok kat rumah je..? Apa kata you breastfeed la anak you tu..lagi senang to lose weight, furthermore anak pun dapat all the goodness of mother's milk..(ewah, makcik emotional lak ni..kalau uols nak tau, before makcik pregnant with little D, my weight was 74kg, then naik 82kg, then turun to 63kg! No jamu, no pantang nothing..but now ni dah cam nak tembam balik dah because i tgh gila baking.
OK la uols..takat ni ke makcik nak buat dosa mengumpat hari ni...
I woke up quite late, talking about Monday blues, kul 9 pagi baru nak drive pergi kerja...cam bapak punya company je. Dah la tu bawak keta cam ala2 bersiar kat taman tasik titiwangsa ...i must say, ever since i've become a mother, i have stopped this habit of overtaking every car i come across infront of me..either that or the 3 accidents have made me slightly paranoid.
Anyway, sambil drive lenggang lengguk and mendengar stesen radio i dok terfikir, if i were to pass on, what is it i want to get off my chest or do..definitely:
1. I would tell Mr Gig that despite my interim moaning of how i impikan to marry a mat saleh i would still choose him if i have to marry all over again...mungkin ke i ni am a sucker for punishment or it may be hard to find someone that can tolerate my carut mencarut, my adverse dislike to mandi during weekends (oops dah ter-air dah my dirty linen in public), and one who would readily feed me yg appetitenya mengalahkan a camp of refugees.
But i would also tell him, in the event of my demise, he would inherit the insurance money yg sebanyak taik idung tu..but should he use it to meminang anak dara with pert b***s, and nip*** pointing upwards and pinkish (as he would constantly verbally remind me of his angan2), i would definitely come back as hantu jerangkung (i shall emphasise and not the cute casper type)and scare the shit out of him.
2. I would remind my best friend at work to kawin je ngan Mr Gig for the welfare of little D. This friend of mine hasn't got any bad bones in her at all. Btw, Mr Gig pernah mimpikan dia in blue nightie.,..apa ke jadahnya??
3. I would write to the singing diva who not so long ago married a Datuk old enough to be her dad even though she potrayed herself as pompuan melayu terakhir,at the end of the day,she is no different from any of us yg kononnya pompuan materialistik ini.
4. I would laugh at my ex's face yg dulunya sangat mengagung2kan diva tu tadi....dan jugak like batteries, size does matter! (ish..mana aku tau ni??? Pura2 buat muka innocent)
5. Dan jugak kat Mr Gig yang fancied the diva last time..ada ke Mr Gig pernah kata si diva tu has good fashion sense???? Yeah...as good as those rowdy, selebek, jumper panjang ke lutut new-age traveller of Glastonbury dari zaman i A-Levels kat situ dulu.
6. I would tell my closest cousin yg selama ni i dok heran bila dia makan nasik there'll be some nasik terlekat kat bibir dia...every time! I mean, she's a GM wife and all that...takkan laki tak nah tegur kut??
7. And my other cousin that bila decorate her house ala2 inggeris dengan bangganya...i rasa yg floral2 ni dah lama kena chuck out dah...they call it chintz ye Han?? So, 80's! Lepas tu mana ada org dah yg buat duvet cover sepesen dengan cushion and curtain??? Eiii..jahatnya aku ni mengomel...tapi kasi can la..kan i dah nak mati ni...
8. Cakap kat stewardess2 airline national kita that it's allright you can greet me good morning tak yah nak bagi salam just because i pakai tudung...in fact i lebih org putih dari uols , you know..! and tell me memang pesen eye shadow biru and ala2 dari 5 batu jauh dah nampak masih in lagi ke?? (ada ke bekas2 org yg pernah bekerja dlm aeroplane nak terangkan kat i pasal misteri eye shadow biru ni?? Matila aku tengah high & mighty mode ni)
9. And to stewardess airline yg menawarkan tambang murah tu dan mungil2 begitu (really love this mungil word!), i know skirt you all mesti ketat, tapi pakai la G-string!!! VPL is soooooo off-putting!
10. And last but not least to ex-presenter yg kawin dengan adik politician yg baru dapat anak dan dah debab dengan gamaknya....tak payahla nak telan2 jamu, diet2 or pi slimming programme yg ridiculously expensive nak kurus....kan awak tu dok kat rumah je..? Apa kata you breastfeed la anak you tu..lagi senang to lose weight, furthermore anak pun dapat all the goodness of mother's milk..(ewah, makcik emotional lak ni..kalau uols nak tau, before makcik pregnant with little D, my weight was 74kg, then naik 82kg, then turun to 63kg! No jamu, no pantang nothing..but now ni dah cam nak tembam balik dah because i tgh gila baking.
OK la uols..takat ni ke makcik nak buat dosa mengumpat hari ni...
Wednesday, March 21, 2007
Cuti-cuti Malaysia
Little D's tub
Progressed to hotel's bathtub
Then the swimming pool (with Mr Gig)
Little D with me
Progressed to hotel's bathtub
Then the swimming pool (with Mr Gig)
Little D with me
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