Saturday, March 31, 2007

KAMPUNG BBQ

off to kampung now.

supposed to go LAST NITE.

Then, going off at 8 this morning,

now its 10.30. Just done MARINADING!!!!

Im getting the calls allready from my relatives who are on the way and without a KEY to the BIG HOUSE.

Sigh..ok ok DAD OF FOUR-how I wish I had half your systematical and organised nature...he has sorted out the lovely stuff and pressies and ribbonned it all so nicely...

whereas for us...HANG ON , COUSINS!!!!!! WE're COMING!!!!

Thursday, March 29, 2007

BYE BYE MUM&DAD


PARIS!!!!
sO RomANticccccc......
Something about going to the airport lah, that will trigger the lala- quality (ie tendency to berangan or dream) in me- yesterday sent parents to KLIA - their flight was to Dublin via Paris - to see my brother no 3- by the way bro, just to let you know , even WE in KL don't get to see them on a daily basis like you ok...so you are lucky! Just to remind you that mom is not your chef ok....
Anyways, arrived MEGA early, thanks to mom's prudent outlook. Noooo arriving within a hair's breath of the plane flying off like her daughter (truly I don't know WHO I take after). We arrived FOUR HOURS early, okay!
What to do - my brother no 2, his wife and 3 kids , my family (of 7) and my parents all went to KFC- which by the way stands for KROOKS FOOD COMPANY.
A snack plate costing RM6.90 in normal world is RM15.90 !!!!!!Hallo!!! That is daylight ROBBERY man, because harrassed parents with kids will always head towards thisplace as it has the big playground and its a CRIME to charge that much for 2 pieces- if you have to pay higher rent, I am sure it is offset by the increased volume of customers due to you being NEXT to the PLAYGROUND!! gerammmmmm.
I am going to write a letter lah (FTM what you think)
After seing parents off, went back in 2 separate cars- Hubby took the Volvo back and I followed with all the kids in our Serena,my god, hubby was SO sleeepy he was swerving left and right and in the end I flashed so many times for him to please turn in. Of course, this would be the time my handphone battery would die, so I could not call him. In the end we did stop at a petrol kiosk. We both parked in front of 7 Eleven and he came in with us and promptly fell asleep. The kids continued watching HAPPY FEET in the car- which I really liked ! I found it to be unusual but effective.
We did try to wake daddy after the movie ended but he got up, went to the toilet , came back into the car and mumbled - "there's no INK". Haa haa...and when I asked him what he meant he said "There's no paper". He was dreaming.
We LOVE doing that to him, hee hee. Its a source of constant amusement to ask daddy questions when he is half asleep. Conditioned to always respond when called even from deep sleep, he will always answer you, but the answers are hilarious! He'll tell us to give so and so dosage of whatsit, or instruct us to do this and that, all in the supreme confidence that he is right. Hee hee..tak baik
Anyway as yesterdat I was chastised by office mate that I am spoiled by hubby, here I want to say I know you are really great and I do not take you for granted and I do appreciate you coming and getting me , packing my laptop bag for me, bringing in the potted plant the kettle the milo, the coffee and the tray for me and also joining me in Arab Classes. And I am sorry as I am such a:
CRABBY wife
DEMANDING wife
BOSSY wife
and I will try to stop being perplexed at hubby having own agenda and doing his things hee hee and will try to understand the concept that we are not joined at the hip maaaa.
And also will try to stop harping on :
the lack of flowers or romance
that he is STILL smoking
that he has not done this or that or the other
that he does not call me ever on his handphone just to chat
Ok...love the person you are with for the person he is ,rather than the person you want him to be.
Sadaqallahulazimmmmmmmmmmmmm

Tuesday, March 27, 2007

Work vs Life

Ya know...you'd think that I would have a lot of time to google stuff and to blog now that no one is sharing a room with me ...but....I feel guilty if I don't do work so as long as I am in my room, I'm actually being a good girl (ok its now off office time) . ..and I suppose I will stop going to bother my colleagues soon.....well,I'm just stopping and chatting on the way to my room..I'm a very friendly person, waaaaaaaaaaat..

Hmm..hubby is as jakun as me and is now getting me a kettle lah, mini bar lah, big plant la etc . Hello, if the room is too fancy they'll tell me I do not need to go home lah, and there goes my plan to get a couple of days working from home. This firm is small enough to not throw that idea back to my face - it is not an original idea after all...apparently my colleagues here have been asking..but this year things are slowly moving. So who knows? Again, I seem to be the only one with more than 2 children - maybe the rest are the sane ones?? WHAT do I get out of practice anyway?

Yesterday got meeting and have discovered that our group target (ie fees which should be collected) is in the region of "impossible" or rather, "possible if I kiss a lot of - you know what". I'm going to turn into a competitive, fee earner, work grabber, etc woman I just know it, so today I have decided that I am just going to do my best, work as I always work, take home the salary (mine and my husband hee hee) and forget about the target looming over my head.

Let me share with you this email I got (er, very hardworking we are) :

An interesting reflection : Slow Down Culture It's been 18 years since I joined Volvo, a Swedish company. Working for them has proven to be an interesting experience. Any project here takes 2 years to be finalized, even if the idea is simple and brilliant. It's a rule. Globalize processes have caused in us (all over the world) a general sense of searching for immediate results. Therefore, we have come to possess a need to see immediate results. This contrasts greatly with the slow movements of the Swedish. They, on the other hand, debate, debate, debate, hold x quantity of meetings and work with a slowdown scheme. At the end, this always yields better results. Said in another words: 1. Sweden is about the size of San Pablo, a state in Brazil. 2. Sweden has 2 million inhabitants. 3. Stockholm, has 500,000 people. 4. Volvo, Escania, Ericsson, Electrolux, Nokia are some of its renowned companies. Volvo supplies the NASA. The first time I was in Sweden, one of my colleagues picked me up at the hotel every morning. It was September, bit cold and snowy. We would arrive early at the company and he would park far away from the entrance (2000 employees drive their car to work). The first day, I didn't say anything, either the second or third. One morning I asked, "Do you have a fixed parking space? I've noticed we park far from the entrance even when there are no other cars in the lot." To which he replied, "Since we're here early we'll have time to walk, and whoever gets in late will be late and need a place closer to the door. Don't you think?" Imagine my face. Nowadays, there's a movement in Europe name Slow Food. This movement establishes that people should eat and drink slowly, with enough time to taste their food, spend time with the family, friends, without rushing. Slow Food is against its counterpart: the spirit of Fast Food and what it stands for as a lifestyle. Slow Food is the basis for a bigger movement called Slow Europe, as mentioned by Business Week. Basically, the movement questions the sense of "hurry" and "craziness" generated by globalization, fueled by the desire of "having in quantity" (life status) versus "having with quality", "life quality" or the "quality of being". French people, even though they work 35 hours per week, are more productive than Americans or British. Germans have established 28.8 hour workweeks and have seen their productivity been driven up by 20%. This slow attitude has brought forth the US's attention, pupils of the fast and the "do it now!". This no-rush attitude doesn't represent doing less or having a lower productivity. It means working and doing things with greater quality, productivity, perfection, with attention to detail and less stress. It means reestablishing family values, friends, free and leisure time. Taking the "now", present and concrete, versus the "global", undefined and anonymous. It means taking humans' essential values, the simplicity of living. It stands for a less coercive work environment, more happy, lighter and more productive where humans enjoy doing what they know best how to do. It's time to stop and think on how companies need to develop serious quality with no-rush that will increase productivity and the quality of products and services, without losing the essence of spirit. In the movie, Scent of a Woman, there's a scene where Al Pacino asks a girl to dance and she replies, "I can't, my boyfriend will be here any minute now". To which Al responds, "A life is lived in an instant". Then they dance to a tango. Many of us live our lives running behind time, but we only reach it when we die of a heart attack or in a car accident rushing to be on time. Others are so anxious of living the future that they forget to live the present, which is the only time that truly exists. We all have equal time throughout the world. No one has more or less. The difference lies in how each one of us does with our time. We need to live each moment. As John Lennon said, "Life is what happens to you while you're busy making other plans". Congratulations for reading till the end of this message. There are many who will have stopped in the middle so as not to waste time in this globalized world.

I have no idea who is the original author. But so true kan? Life is too crazy. She says, while her 4 kids are frolicking in the nearby KL Plaza pool with the father . They are all coming in a minute to get me. Sophia is alone at home as she just came back from afternoon school. I just got an irate call from her asking me where did everyone go? Did not dare tell her the exact location of her siblings. So asked her to call DAD. Hee hee

My parents are going off tomorrow...sob sob...mom sounds harrassed...she gets like that and every little detail is going to get to her. Maybe its not such a good idea to go visit her with the kids eh....


Tara..........

Monday, March 26, 2007

Every Child is a National Gem

If you visit Izreen's page you'd have read about her appearance today in the "EveryChildIsPrecious" Programme or rather , Setiap Anak Permata Negara- eh-more correct translation is each child is a national gem. Nadya her angel child (she really is a good girl) was the bayi contoh for the guest to demo teknik belaian on.

It's a 13 episode show every Sunday afternoon on the early development and care of young children- truly a great thing that the government is now behind this idea of concentrating on the under 6 to ensure that they turn out allright and not all messed up - only thing is ..it cannot stop at 6 years old lah and I believe that they do have other plans... Yours truly here does minor bits and bobs and really enjoy taking part in the whole tv taping thing...

Today the whole family joined the audience- not too sure of the confidentiality policy of RTM so I don't know if can post pix or not-can lah...just a few??


Madame Host and Vice NaibCanselor UPSI- the first guest.

Below: kids sitting patiently, kids acting mad. Kids being kids.



After that- home and then BEACH!

The Sport Day (times 2)

Just got in- after midnite. Today was very full .


Today was both Dahlia's and Nadine/Sara/Sophia's sports day . Hubby sent them in the morning, came back to get me and Johan.


We went to Daya's school first, to find her in a tent waiting around prior to being moved to the middle of the field to wait around some more, before finally taking part in her event. It was nice to see Daya with so many friends. We were blessed with a lovely (read HOT) day. Johan, virtually pulled out of bed and still in his jammys- acted his age, and wanted balloons, then, a drink, then , I bought him some brekkie ie nuggets. Dad went off to the other school as our 3 other girls were also having their Sports Day at the same time.


Can't write much about Nadine, Sara and Sophia's day as I was manning the Daya station , although I hope Sara's senamrama (mass drill) went well, (she was the only one who took part). Hubby called from their school to say he could not find them. I told hubby that Daya was finally, after 2 hours of hangin' around, being called to the field. Of course my daughter's class emerged champs right...chewah...Hubby called to say all's OK, they were at their respective classes (smart move as the school is not small). Hubby and the other 3 girls joined us to watch Daya run with a pingpong ball in her spoon (Don't we know that game) and then collect another medal.
Hubby spoke to the teachers asking for us to take Daya out early - I'm sure they had plans for the kids for the rest of the day- more waiting around under the sun maybe? - All the teachers had caps or hats! And my poor baby was bareheaded...It was such a megahot day, my CHEEK was hot.

Rushed to RTM after that- needed to be there to watch SETIAP ANAK PERMATA NEGARA and sis in law family and Izreen was going to be there too..!See next post.

Saturday, March 24, 2007

The BIG GETOGETHER

(Pic is of the 2004 Family Day at Pulau Sibu- this is with quite a few people missing still- we had a whole leg of COW and also obstacle race and everyone went through the Flying Fox yes even me- and we had a smashing time!)

We as the Sudin Family, are planning to have a birthday family gettogether barbecue this 31.3.2007. Hj Sudin was my grandfather on my dad's side. He had 10 kids - 3 died at a young age, which explained why the eldest is called "PakLang" and not PakLong(eldest). My father is the fourth son in this family. There are 6 sons and one daughter- who, under the Adat Pepatih rule - will stand to get the heirlooms all to herself muahaahaaa(evil laughter) . My late grandparents have left land, and their village house etc - so not a bad deal for my only auntie. The house in the kampung has been renovated and now has a pool. Despite that we the cousins do not go home enough (no one is there anyway) . I'm arranging this barbecue for this coming 31-3(Prophet Mohammad's (Peace be Upon Him) birthday as well. I really wanted it to be a family effort ie my cousins all take part. But I did not want to scare my cousins into thinking they HAVE to bring something or take part in SOME thing, before they come, so I told them that the barbecue is really for celebrating Hubby's 40th birthday (early , as his birthday is in May actually) ...ie let me sort out the barbecue. I had told this to the people I invited which included this auntie F .....


BUT , after that, my sporting cousins (the ones which are sporting and in the spirit of things) - all got together, we had a meeting, and everyone is bringing something for lunch, and then bringing the other stuff for the barbecue sans the meat. (which is still my contribution) . So now the agenda is:


Friday : everyone arrives

Saturday: breakfast -(roticanai etc)

Lunch (pot luck for everyone- I have asked sis in law ie brother's wife to help me bring a dish)

...................................After lunch- games (I'm thinking of borrowing Johan's tadika's school games like hoolahoops , etc etc- maybe gunni race etc)


Dinner- BARBECUE (and whatelse?karaoke? Anyone got a karaoke set??)


Sunday: Free and easy.


Now the abovementioned auntie F is telling another auntie that she understands from me that it is NOT a family day, but entirely a celebration for my husband's birthday. ???? So what lahkan? Just an excuse to get together maaaaa....


Anyway we will ignore all of that, and concentrate on having FUN...


Now have to :

1. Buy meat

2. Get gunny and sort out games (and presents?)

3. Scout for karaoke sets which I can afford


Why do I bother organising this sort of thing, you ask me? Cause its fun (yeah right)


The Appraisal

..went ok! Words like "admirably" and "Instrumental" were used hee hee(and shall remind me not to screw up) . I now have my OWN ROOM. yay yay! I will miss chatting with my roommate- although the new roommate is a bit less mad than the former roommate(now UN officer).

Just hope the room is not given in lieu of BONUS!!! (You can take the room then in that case- gimme cold hard cash anytime hee hee)

Wednesday, March 21, 2007

Today is appraisal...will be facing dato, and 2 partners. Yikes...

Also dad in law had another scare last nite- suspected heart attack. Co-ordination between Mazran, Epa and Hubby to go collect dad from Kluang to home. Anyways Mazran sent to Air Keroh- Epa collected from Air Keroh to Nilai and Hubby got the shortest route - Nilai to IJN. Thank goodness it is just heartburn. Now that parents are getting older, its such a relief when you have supportive siblings who can co-operate with each other, when the need to do so arise. Everyone is busy..but ,for how long do you want to think of yourself ...now is the time your parents need YOU. We are all adults and EVERY one in the family must realise that and pull their weight betul tak...kalau anak manja pun (like me) janganlah sampai you forget your responsibilities to your parents (I am always lacking). Ini adalah pesanan komuniti rakyat. Hee hee hee.

For me and hubby, both oldest in the family, we do realise our role, but sometimes forget .......forgive us if we do that.....in our daily lives, sebok dengan entah apa apa....sampai lupa nak take care of our parents...Of course financially we hope to sponsor their every need so that they do not need to lift a finger- give us some time to do that..maybe by end of year? :-) Tapi kalau ter"raise" voice...pun we should ask for forgiveness...before its too late- moral of the story- cannot take parents for granted maaaaaa....

WOW what a heavy topic for the morning- take care y'all..

Monday, March 19, 2007

The Weekend that just passd

Ok I have been holding off posting because I wanted to put in pix..but apparently there was a problem with uploading pix so here is the narrative first ok

What happened- ok the morning of the costume party came and I was jolted awake by daughter no 3 asking me to finish the costume please but not to panic because there is still 4 hours to go- they all got up at 7 am (why can't they do this on school days??) . Around 11 we went to the Mc Donald and guests only started to arrive about 45 mins later. Food was more than sufficient and the kids were allowed to eat before games started. We had Harry Porter over, with a genuine scar on his forehead, we had the belly dancer ie Camarina, rapunzel with her long yellow hair, the 2 cowboys /girls who were the brother and sister of Harry. Sister in law was EVIL Step mother... Hubby was el zorro and he was so offended that some local kids came to watch and commented that Zorro had a fat tummy har har har.. Baby Nadya came as a fairy complete with wings and hairband I think and looked yummy enough to eat. I was a clown and it was scary how comfortable I felt in this big, yellow and red garish clown suit! Thanks SuperDad aka Dad of FIVE hee hee hee- I tolong announce kan ok.

The party continued at home with cousins and family sportingly came over- sorry about falling asleep while the guests were still around - really did not plan to and did not mean to be rude.

The nite saw us dressed up to the nines to celebrate our friend's 40th birthday party - everyone was smart casual and Hubby had turned up in a suit- hee hee never mind lar we were there for the Birthday Boy and we think SO Much of him that we would dress up Just for him. The restaurant, MAX! was maximum delicious and definitely worth visiting. Started was a salad thing- followed by huge bowl of mushroom soup, followed by the succulent lamb (yummm) and followed by dessert and followed by carrot cake courtesy of D, and followed by chocs - aiyooo diet be damned....

The next day..I went to RTM ...

Saturday, March 17, 2007

Status Update

It is now 4.30 I think and this is what has happened:

1. I have finished the bodice. Please do not look closely at the stitches - to think that I had ever thought of being a fashion designer (ambition since standard 3 to form 3) please just shoot me if I ever decide to take it up.

2 I am now trying to attach the sleeves. Measurements? what measurements???? Am googling on "How to attach sleeves at 4 in the morning".

3. Daddy has been woken up rather rudely by his inconsiderate but panicking wife - daddy is tasked to do:

a. Jo's sheriff badge
b. Zorro's mask
c. Sara's eye patch
d Jo's holster for the gun.

I hope Sophia won't kill me.

Friday, March 16, 2007

Moaning at 11.29

I am mega mega irritated. I have been snapping at the kids , husband, etc etc and now kids are all upstairs . Cause of irritation:

1. Black ants are underfoot since 2 days ago and I have finished one bottle of She**tox on them yet they are still in my bathroom, on the floor, near the windows etc. What are they doing here?! They don't appear to be moving,as ants found in large quantities usually are wont to do. No, these ants appear to be just - tourist ants, so to speak. They wonder around , on my BED, on my TOOTHBRUSH!! What the heck???

2. The s*tu*pid cat. She just delivered 4 kittens last week. She is constantly going upstairs to our rooms. What does she want- maid is telling me she is trying to find a suitable home for her kittens. Hello, cat, you are a cat. Those kittens are having a deluxe baby bath as their home ok. That should be fine. Besides, cats should not be so fickle minded. However, apparently she is compelled by her nature to do this - and actually have hidden her kittens in the broom closet - which would have died if not found by maid. And another thing. She is STILL nursing her other 2 kittens which she had 4 months ago !!! (Yes, we have to think about contraception , you stupid cat) - so her little uns are deprived. She is a bit confused I think - one time she brought a dead thingy to her newborn , and nurse the 4 months old!!!

3. This whole costume thing. It's fun in theory, but I am now surrounded by swathes of pink purple and slightly orangey material and no idea how to go about it. I just finished cutting a scalloped skirt for Sophia out of the purple material I bought when the maid came out of her room holding out a slightly deep pink material and said "ini boleh kak?" and guess what - of course, Sophia loves that one. BUT I HAVE CUT THE OTHER ONE!!! Sigh.. I have always thought that Sophia, of all daughters would be most like me (her size for one) but no I have discovered that Sophia is 100% like her daddy when she wants something. She is sooooo focused (read STUBBORN). She is not sulky or anything, except she wants what she wants. She does it so politely that you cannot be angry with her. Frustrated, yes. Angry no. Like, "Sophia, they don't have the right purple for this material, this one (holding up another material) can ah?" ..Sophia would smile nicely," no , mummy, that is not the right shade, maybe there is another piece over there..." and off we go to look for this other material. And if I start showing that I'm annoyed she would say- she actually said- " whatever you want to do is fine with me mummy. I'm happy with what YOU want. "

How?????

And she does not give up easily. She wanted the wig and at RM50 a rental I thought oooh thats a bit costly (ok ok Im cheap so sue me) - and she has not mentioned it - but just before bed- "Mummy, when can we make my wig mummy?" Sigh..looks like this mummy will have to traipse to the wig shop lah tomorrow.

4. Nadine- one minute she is Cheetahgirl, the next she is Korean girl and the next she is Japanese girl and the next - you get the idea. Choose lah already,

5. My kids - they were enjoying themselves around the party packs and the materials that they were basically getting in the way- before I knew it Johan had a humongous pair of scissors cutting away like a pro...yikes!! and my yelling of "Go have a BATH!!" fell on deaf ears....they are sweet kids except their brand of boiterousness can be distracting when you are thinking of how to turn a plain dress into Genevieve...

Sigh..sorry ah...moaning kejap...

Customers are always wrong,in Malaysia

Today is the day where I Make - A - Scene.

First, one travel agent mucked up and we ended up losing RM200 - hardly an amount to be sneezed at,and secondly, a material shop - both leaving me as a consumer feeling helpless and frustrated .

The travel agent- we had booked awhile back , sis in law and I to take our families to Genting. The person in charge, masquerading as someone who gives a toss about his job, informed us we have to pay VERY SOON (although the holiday was a month away then) - when we paid it transpired that he thought we were going THAT month, rather than the next month. The fact that the next month was a SCHOOL HOLIDAY escapes his attention. If we wanted to go in school vacation- we had to pay additional amount.

Before we could however, sis in law lost her beloved dad and we thought it appropriate to cancel. A week to go and I called said travel agent and informed them that I wanted to postpone. They needed to check and will call me back. I waited. Come Monday, 4 days to go, I called and spoke to the first Man who said he will be checking and will get back to me. Come THURSDAY I got a bit worried and called - hello the holiday was supposed to be that very day. When I called him and said hey, what's happening?

Moron: Well, there is no refund and no cancellation.
Me: Were'nt you supposed to call me?
Moron: yeah, he said
Me:Then?
Moron: silence
Me: I want to speak to your BOSS.

His boss agreed to return 50 % of the full (expensive rate) fees- since I had not paid in full, I had to first pay, and then get the refund.

What bugged me the most, is that this Moron, did not call me back when he said he would, and if he said we were going to lose our money at the very least I could let other people go- he also was upset at ME! He was unrepentant, with not a single apology for this mix up nor for the fact that he had charged us based on February and not March - not remorseful at all. Takda PR orang kata. Buat apa lah jadi travel agent...??

Sigh...now Im too lazy to moan about that stupid sales girl in Nagoya who told me that I cannot have half a metre of the pink sheer fabric costing RM7 per metre while neglecting to tell me that there are other cheaper alternative per metre right at the other end of the shop. Maybe she can't read minds and does not know her products...I only wanted about 2 feet.

Ok...clown/pirate/zorro/gypsygirl/redriding hood/etc etc ready for tomorrow.

Thursday, March 15, 2007

Morning rambles

Today is colleague's last day....sob sob...yesterday we went to To Dine For in Chulan Square for departmental lunch farewell (another lunch being planned today) . To dine for's Lunch Menu is rather reasonable considering the ambience. I am not much of a food reviewer (I leave that to our DADofFOUR) but then I have heard that the food here is authetic and rather good ! I had my usual Thai Laksa - it was rather spicier than the last time I had it! And for the first time ever- I had the lovely conconction which name I can't remember (see why I can't review food- imagine that line in your local paper- ooh yes the food is of excellent quality- the thingymajig with the chicken was succelent while that green salady stuff with the walnuts was simply divine) but it had dried shrimps, peanuts, lime and other stuff and you put them all on a betel leaf , ladle the sauce and then roll the betel leaf and put the e.n.t.i.r.e thing in your mouth- it was scrumptious indeed.


With the goodbyes come the hellos...There is a new girl today- have gone to say hello to her..looks allright..a bit sedate and conservative...although, that might be what people say of me when they first see me heh heh-- SUCH a demure and gentle lady....(not).

Sophia is over the moon over a tiara that she has just received from Auntie FTM- thank you Auntie FTM! She loves it by the way. She is having a little costume party on Saturday and she has wanted to be Genevieve. I was thinking of sewing pink material on her existing gown (any gown). Mom took her shopping for her dress (she wanted to give her grandaughter a proper princess dress) and it seems that Sophia has TURNED DOWN all the princess clothes as it DID NOT LOOK EXACTLY like the one in TV! Aikssss!!!! How can I pass on my attempt at sewing it as the real thang then????

This costume thing is still not resolved- daddy is thinking of being ZORRO but is hampered by his glasses..
- mommy is a 70s retro provided there is a WIG somewhere. Neighbour has kindly offered a clown suit but i think neighbour himself wants to wear clown suit right? ..hmmmm we shall see on the day. Spongebob?Surgeon? Clown?

Am suddenly busy at work- busy is good right?? Kids are at home being bored (as usual) - have asked them to do exercises (hohum) - hey we took them iceskating oledie what....

Anyways...gotta go.. Just got these jokes via email- (amazing thing, emails)

Q: What happens to a boy when he reaches puberty?
A: He says good-bye to his boyhood and looks forward to his adultery.

Q: Name a major disease associated with cigarettes.
A: Premature death.

Q: How are the main parts of the body categorized? (e.g., abdomen.)
A: The body is consisted into three parts - the brainium, the borax and the abdominal cavity. The brainium contains the brain; borax contains the heart and lungs, and the abdominal cavity contains the five bowels A, E, I, O & U.

Q: What is the fibula?
A: A small lie.

Q: What does "varicose" mean?
A: Nearby.

Q: Give the meaning of the term "Caesarean Section."
A: The Caesarean Section is a district in Rome.

Q: What does the word " benign" mean?
A: Benign is what you will be after you be eight


Hahahahaha --enjoyyyyy

Monday, March 12, 2007

Atok Passed Away/Skating/Opah's emergency Xray

1. My atokngah left us this morning at 3 am . We were told in the afternoon. Alfatihah....

2. Took kids ice skating at Sun*way. Hubby dropped us at the hotel- GAWDALMIGHTY is that hotel tacky or WOT?? But you know, if you stare at the statues of the tigers chasing the deers at the front of the hotel, they can actually be interesting....Kids had a gala time going round and round the same icy spots. Daddy took Jojo by the hand and they circled the rink a couple of times - with johan hanging on for dear life. Sophia found a friend from school and conned me into buying both of them drinks from the expensive stall inside the rink, Sara was doing rather well and is solo. Dahlia was also Solo. I was outside watching from the top floor at first, but then when I saw that jojo was left alone to wait while his parent had his own solo skate, I ran downstairs and replaced him as the babysitter..kasi chan lah....(once the kids saw that I was inside they immediately rushed back in and demanded drinks food etc etc) . We had to leave as Sara had a birthday party.

3. Arrived home, did some MORE work. Would have finished I think if not for all the distractions like time away with my Kids. harrumph. Sometimes I love it, sometimes I wish it would go away. Work, not kids! Anyway tomorrow another day to not finish my work ha ha ha

4. Around evening mom asked whether we were free as Opah not well. Complained of pain under chest since 4 days ago- what the? Of course we rushed (in our way which meant an hour passed by) to see Opah. Hubby suspected that she had fractured her ribs and whisked her away to the GH for xrays...well. whisked after my aunties have discussed who was going with her, and auntie yot called and informed, and mom came over, with dad, and mom getting opah's IC etc etc- whisked lah. My hubby (who runs the hospital, you see) managed to get things done and we are just back now.

Opah is ok....need rest and painkillers..no fracture can be seen .

Ok....taraaaa...

Saturday, March 10, 2007

Books are Fun-/hospitals aint!




Went to return the library books just now. We sometimes go to the B*ritish Cou*ncil Library - the kids would usually run to the computers and lose themselves in the world of CBBC or tween*ies or some other online game. Strange, when they are at home they don't normally go to those sites..preferring their "Ne*opets" or , when they think I'm watching them, "Discover*yKids" - ha ha ha. Never mind lar...


Except for Nadine, who now loves to read and was searching through the (totally jumbled up) books (it is the weekend and there are students /members of the public so that could be the reason why books were not in their places and on the floor and everywhere)
I normally go to check what I've missed in the tabloids (er, real intellectual of me , I know) but today I re-discovered the fun in books, under the guise of choosing for the kids. The feel, the texture, the print, the many possibilities lying within. Even the kids' books were fun! They were colourful, in various fonts, and had exclamation marks every where. I read one Dr Seuss to the kids and I think god-darn nit, I'm a good story teller !


( In the house earlier, I got really immersed in the story of this one boy who wanted to set up a circus behind this small tuck shop - I was telling Daya and Jojo the story and made voices etc and when I looked up my kids were half interested in the story, and half looking at the telly for the latest antics of Spongeboobby. Sigh..guess I'm not such a storyteller after all heh heh heh. )


I called each of them to come and have a look at what I have chosen for them. Sara loves scary, horror books. Sophia loves fairy books. Dahlia wants something big font and catchy. ( I got Dahlia the Ten tall tales by Dr Seuss and she protested as it was too thick for her- I said it's 10 stories lah daya..don't panic lar). All of them judged the books by their cover. I kept saying to them- DON'T JUDGE A BOOK BY ITS COVER and felt like a broken record as only the brightest most colourful book would catch their attention (opposite for Sara). Well, I've chosen several, let them read at home. (Sara is getting a science experiment book instead- cannot encourage this interest in horror and mystery - she can't sleep after a read usually!)


Daya and Sara are slowly becoming readers too. Sophia says reading gives her a headache (she was reading in the car) while Johan ..Johan wants to look at the GQ magazine!! Hubby caught him flipping through GQ and when asked why he picked that book , he said I like to look at the pictures!!! YIKES!! (to be fair, it was next to a motoring book, so maybe he picked it up by mistake..He's FIVE) Yes husband is strutting.. proud of his boy..

In the car I did try to repeat the Arabic phrases I was taught..ie Kaifa Haluka etc etc ..it was going ok, they repeated the phrases back at me, until I asked them "A Haaza qalamun? " (is this a pen?) - and Sara replied "and A Haza qalamun to you too"...!

After that, lessons were effectively over. As they were too giggly to listen to anything.

Oh yeah, we did drop by the GH first, to visit my ailing Atok Ngah...I tell you....the nurses really take their time to tend to this man, I mean, this man is having difficulty breathing as he has a lot of phlegm in, and the family have requested that the nurses suction it off and nothing has been done. To be fair they looked busy -doing their JOB. I looked at husband (I have an irritating habit of presuming that my husband runs the hospital and can correct whatever is wrong by a look and able to jump over buildings in a single bound- I get very irritated when he says he can't do anything. I'm sure this is very unfair and he gets mighty irritated at me too. I wonder how it is if he actually runs the hospital eh? Heh heh heh)

Well anyways, the husband did ask the nurse to do it but STILL no action. We left after about 2o mins. It's not easy to see my atok sick..hope he feels better soon. I wish for good health forever..or if I have to go, I want to go easily and peacefully......! Kesian Tok Ngah..

On Nadine's trip...hubby wants her to go. I know, I know, Im overprotective...we are now thinking of following her separately. How ah? Hubby said must make sure the bus driver goes at 90 km per hour. Huh- where got such drivers???

Ok now supposedly at home while the others go to the park for me to finish some drafting...am saying goodbye to my officemate and co-drafter ....sob sob sob..I will miss her company, she's a RIOT. We can go on and on and on and on on our silly routines.

And heard another one is also tendering..All the good ones are going. .The scratchyguy - tak pulak!

Byeeeeeeeeeeeee........

Stop this Train!

My children are growing up too too fast..eeps.

Daughter No 1 came home asking permission to go on a trip to Terengganu with her other prefect friends. The trip covers 2 days and teachers will be going too. Instant reaction- No. reaction now- still no. Dad came home and daughter asked the same question and dad said , enthusiastically, "Yes!"

I don't know...I have reservations lar..On the one hand, I want her to be involved in her school activities. On the other hand, 80 kids on a bus, to some place which is hours from here. I mean, you hear of buses skidding, carrying school kids, and even the buses carrying our UMNO delegates rammed a lorry carrying steel rods or something like that right so as long as there are bus drivers who think they are on the race track rather than the highway then there is a risk of any untoward incidents happening to my baby.

I am thinking of going along as a volunteer. How about that for a compromise? I really really cannot see her going to TERENGGANU (read, end of earth as far as mummy's insticts are concerned) without me.

She is allready such a young lady allready...hard to imagine she was that tiny tiny 2.6 kilo baby who had to be vacuumed out and nearly had a major surgery for her umbilical hernia and anyway was instantly shoved into the special care baby unit at St John's in Chelmsford because she had jaundice..and now this lady is asking me if she can go to Terengganu,

Entahle..

Thursday, March 08, 2007

Arabic Class

Am at home today as some ant bit me in the eye and now I looked like the loser in a boxing match. Actually thought it was ok (no I didn't but in laws were telling me it was only a little thing so I felt a bit of a baby if I did not go to the office) However when I did appear, I was so repulsive that people were practically pushing me out of the door. Now psychologically I feel its worse than before (maybe it is?) and it's itchy too ! Euuuuu...Sara got bitten too in a delicate area. Husband actually took a picture but its just too damn ugly to put up...i got pride too maah.

I think this is because last nite when we went to the Arabic Class, they moved the class from "level 1" to "LY". Now tell me how the heck was I going to know what "LY" was. Officemate and I scoured the building, peering into all the classes for familiar faces and in the end we accosted one very young science physics undergrad (girl of course, this IS UIA so we dont talk to the guys heeh heee) who very amusedly told these two aunties that the LY refers to another building across the road. thank you very much.

When we finally found the room , (which in itself was a feat because none was marked) I glared at the ustaz and I think it was HIM who put this curse so that one big ant will bite me heh heh heh. Still don't know what LY stands for.

Arabic class is going ok. It was all very sudden. Officemate asked whether I was interested and as there is very little stuff I am NOT interested in, I said yes, and she gave me 2 options, one of which was the better option and starting that very nite. Husband was very very encouraging and keen for me to start doing rather than talking about doing, so that was cleared. Only thing is I was leaving my poor father in law in the house lah! Then off we went and at the entrance the pakguard said to me "eh ? Tak pakai tudung? (not wearing headscarf?) " to which my officemate replied "kena ke? "(Do you have to?) and he said "well.." as in, welll, yes if you are any kind of a muslim woman and does not want to burn in hell forever, yes. We went in and ohmygod - straight away I said to officemate that I want to go home, unless we go buy a tudung. Miraculously found one in reject shop at Section 14 (a plain black one underneath all those colourful going to the beach type of scarves!) and we were set. Found ourselves very late (sorry, officemate) and straightaway plunged into phrases like where do you work (aina takmaalu?) and where do you live (aina taskunu?) and do you understand (hal anta tafhamu?) ..

Anyways its only the second class, so if you want to read about it or join, you can read




Finally, picking up a language

Finally, thanks to an office mate, I am starting a new language

Kaifa Haluka ya Uhti?

See first lah. Kids have given their endorsement for mums to be away 2 hours twice a week, for 25 weeks. No one sleeps until I get back, therefore getting their mummy fix.

in the meantime, anyone wants to join me?

or...anyone wants to know how to ask whether that is a camel in Arabic??

Atok Ngah is in hospital

My grandmother's 2nd sister, OPah Ngah, has passed on 10 years ago. Her husband had a bad stroke last nite. We went to see him just now. He is up and talking and is trying to pull out all the drips attached to him, for food , for breathing. The nurses all are busy doing their stuff and seem to want to minimise chatting to the patient. I feel so sorry for Atok Ngah and a little bit guilty as I have not seen him for ages....walhal kat KL semua orang, ek???

Hope he pulls through, despite his 80 years. I have instructed all doctor relations to keep schtum and not bother the family with such trivialities as facts.

Meeting Etiquette

I've been to a few meetings in my working life, and I have come up with a few DON'Ts list. Do NOT:

1. Pick your nose
2. Shake your head for dandruff
3. Scratch your hairy leg and then flick the stuff away from your fingers
4. Scratch anything, period

If you are attending a meeting and one attendee displays the above traits, do NOT

1. gawk with mouth wide open
2. say "eeeeuuuuuu!!! have you NO MANNERS???"

Instead, I believe, the thing to do is to keep very far away from this person.

Yes there has been such meetings and there are such people. Believe me.

Tuesday, March 06, 2007

Happenings

no real mood to blog in the past few days.
However, last Sunday we went to the Costume place in Citi Square. Looking for the stuff to put on for Princess Genevieve's birthday do at Mc Donald nanti...Aunties and Uncles do pop ok....although chiefly kanak kanak je yang nak datang,
then it was Johan's sports day. He started all fine...then he got a bit sad...
and he got sadder..later on he cried and he wanted to go home...
until he got a trophy..
all in all a good day for the kids...Met Sara's school counsellor there of all places...mentioned to her the minor problems...at least she can keep an eye on the kids..

She was moaning how the school was almost bursting at the seams..and she is right.

Friday, March 02, 2007

Sorry

I am the worse kind of friend. Went home totally exhausted and after maghrib laid down to rest. Next thing I knew it was 2 am and everyone was asleep. I had missed the tahlil . entirely. Hubby told auntie I slept. How shallow does that sound. I totally did not mean it.

Thursday, March 01, 2007

Afterwards..

Hope Zu doesn't mind, but I'm going to post a little bit more update over here. Uncle telah selamat disemadikan di Linggi, or , as the English translation goes- safely (?) put to rest in Linggi. I did not make it, despite rushing out of the office at 4 (thinking that we can go as Uncle was leaving by 4). Boss v kind to let me rush off but you know what??? I waited at GH until 5.30. Thank goodness I was so tired (Doing what god knows) because in that time, I was waiting in the car and I slept so soundly. Had I not slept you'd betcha that I'd be buzzing the phone lines to nag Mr Doctor to come quick! So much so when Meemee called I had to blink and think which Meemee. (Btw Mee mee, congratulations to you and hubby...)- anyways by the time husband finishes what he said to me will be "kejaaap je" - wallah everything was over.

Went to see Zu and Family at 9ish tonite. Everyone looks tired- her sister has a raging fever. It was nice to hear that Uncle's face was radiant, peaceful and even looked like he had a smile on his face as he was returned to where his mother is buried. I think he was a good man, hence I pray that he should have a good afterlife. (easier to think that he's travelled somewhere else, sometimes?)

Sad that Cama*rina cried when I hugged her. So silently as well! These kids are just so close to their atuk. It's that part that is heartbreaking. Apparently the eldest boy cucu, organised a group prayer with his girl cousins (he led) and reading the yassin, when they were left at home when the atuk was ill. Today, my daughters too , over here.

Came home to let them rest. I don't know what to say and how they are going to get through the coming days. It was so sudden (although they said Uncle did say that if he has to go, he wants it to be fast) and I guess time is what will help. I hope they know that we will always be there for them, even if it is just to listen.

Uncle, you have been so loved by all. My husband feels he has lost a friend he can talk to. Always when we come over we'll see Uncle in the front of the house reading his papers. He is so well read. For my sister in law, definitely Zu has lost her mentor, her guide, and her sponsor( heh heh)

Tomorrow at his home there will be a tahlil for him (prayers)- after Isyak.

Winter Sonata sure is different at 49 years old!

Believe it or not I am rewatching Winter Sonata.. ee geram betul I dengan si Yujin tu lah... she really was a wutz wasn't she? and...