The groupies came over for our usual BS on Thursday. As usual, Uncle Francis entertained us with his stories. I must admit, his stories are always rather interesting and he's funny to watch as his eyes sparkled with a strong hint of cheekiness as he relates his stories. He always gets a captive audience when he speaks.
This time, the story is about his wife and her short encounter at work in the bakery shop.
He proudly exclaimed: Now I know how does the bakery shop go about selling their leftover bread off first. You know how?
I listened wide eyes like a child.
" Well, they tagged the price of those old bread. $1.40 or what lah, on the bread. Those that are new batch ones, they don't label."
How come leh, I asked.
" Well, when you buy hor, you will look for those with price label to pay right, i mean, you won't know the price and most likely will choose one with the price to avoid confusion or asking at the counter. If you ask, they will say, take the one with the price tag lah... so this is how the older batch of bread got sold first....
Now isnt' that smart!!! I mean does anyone of you know that???
The next time, i am going to buy the one without the price tag no matter what they say!!!
March 28, 2008
That's SMART!
March 27, 2008
What's in a NAME?
In Cyber World - My family is not to be trifled with!!! BEWARE. ROAR.DRUM CHEST.
There's still some sense to my name and Maoster's -but nah, never Aung. He's the mildest, nicest, kindest, gentlest, most sensitive being I have encountered on Mother Earth. But 2 out of 3 is still NOT BAD for something so random and untrue.
March 26, 2008
You don't exactly feel like a....
REAL WOMAN WHEN:
1. you run into the toilet becos, obviously your pee threshold has reached it's maximum capacity and you pull down everything at one go, relieved and suddenly realised, hey where's that sanitary pad that's supposed to be stuck on your underwear???
The next thing you know, darn, it's in the toilet bowl! Don't ask me how it got there and how i retrieved it out. Thank God I'm at home.
REAL GOODIE GOODIE PARENT WHEN:
1. Your mom complained that your son had caused his cousin to cry because he had won a fight and got his toy tightly clenched in his fist and whoever goes near gets hit by the coveted toy by your son. That cousin that lost is 4 years his senior. I did that lecture style mandatory exercise with my son, got him to apologised to his cousin and let him off with a warning. But darn! I am glowing and beaming with pride! MY SON WON HIS FIRST FIGHT AND MADE A BIGGER BOY CRY! WOOT! HE'S A CHAMPION!
On both occassions, I laughed till my sides ached. The first loudly and the second, secretly.
March 23, 2008
Random Thoughts
Well, the past few days passed by in a flash. The top thoughts I have with the past few days "events" to give some pictorial state of mind. All the thoughts are random.
1. Who on earth leave their kid at home while mom+daddy goes on a holiday? Darn, eyes keep sweeping at family travelling with young kids.... whistling... what baby? Repeat process say 10 times a day.
2. Gosh. Next time I'll book the air tickets to avoid waking up at 4:30am
3. Aung needs ginko. He forgot where he kept the keys to the luggage only that he kept it well. That I also know lah.
4. My mense better not come now. I have no idea how to wear a tampon and a bikini at the same time. A recurring daily thought I have while I am in Cha-am.
5. Food during holiday should always taste festive. And Fattening is Festive.
6. Yes! That's someone fatter than me in a bikini! See, people like me EXIST.
7. OooooO Sun. I like.
8. Apple TV. I like. HBO. I like. Travel and Living. I like.
9. Darn. That boy is 22 months! That girl is 16 months! Where is mine?
10. Sun burned is not a CI. Please carry on with your life positively. Men!
11. Good Friday? How can i not be in church on Good Friday? Oops.
12. We are better parents if we can take care of ourselves first and be happy with each other.
13. If you want something, you need to whine about it for days and it will happen. Only condition to this rule is that your friends must really dote on you like mine. Nice.
14. Birthdays are meant to be spent with a cake and close friends/family and have a classic I love you photo!
15. What happened to all the "normal" songs in church during Easter?
16. Jesus and Bunster didn't meet this Easter although Bunster and Jesus were both in Church. Things need to be improved.
20. What a bliss that Maoster is in bed tonight with us.
21. Darn! Tomorrow is Monday. And. I am working.
22. Who invented Shower?
23. Where is the self bathing machine? Why don't someone invent it. I can pretend I am a pc of dirty laundry in the washing machine.
24. Should I sleep now?
March 19, 2008
Alilia - Cha-am
Bunster & Aung is going for a HOLIDAY!!! We will be off to Cha-am in Thailand that's rather near Hua Hin to this fantastic to die for Alilia resort that just opened in Feb 08! The review of it seems to be rather good and we are both just wishing that we would be given the royal treatment! We have hecked the prices and decided to pamper ourselves yet again!
We haven't been to a holiday by ourselves since Maoster arrived and I thought as hard it is to leave our dearest Maoster back in SG with my mom - it may be new found "USness" experience for this full 3 days 2 nights! I know my mom will enjoy her one to one time with Maoster, heard she had the activities planned out!
On the other hand - it's going to be GOOD FRIDAY when we are away. I haven't been thinking alot about good friday this year and honestly, this only reflects my sprituality appetite of late. Hopefully this trip will give me some time to think about what I want to do, to find back the "Usness" that I have with God too..jpg)
Sigh, Not fair! I get left behind. I have passport too u know?
Gosh, I am getting the mao-withdrawal syndrome!!!
March 18, 2008
Turning 30
Turning 30 is nothing but................................. B-O-R-I-N-G!
I was like anticipating something to happen - as if the carriage would turn into a pumpkin at the struck of 12, or maybe I would be like size 6 again but no leh, as the clock struck 12 ( I was asleep), all I hear was Aung whisper over my ear, "Happy Birthday Bun Bun" and I was like, okay me sleepy and then that's the end.
There was no major transformation. I didn't quite feel smarter. I didn't feel quite older. I didn't feel quite empowered. I felt like 29. It feels like 28. Or even maybe 31.
This year I had more b'day wishes sms from friends all thanks to latest groups like facebook, friendster etc that updates and reminds you again and again about your friend's b'days.
I spend half of my b'day with maoster, the other half with Aung for a swim and took out some time off to do shopping for my sister who needed DUMEX CHOCOLATE FLAVOURED MILK for 3 t0 6 years old and this particular Sanitary Pad.... She was grounded becos her kids are both sick. At 30, I had my first task, to run errands for my sister and her 2 little imps. How exciting has life as a 30 year old woman can be!
So in a nutshell, I feel that my 30 birthday lacks something and I wonder if it's:
1. A birthday cake? Nope, there was NO strawberry shortcake or any cakes actually.
2. Flowers from my hubby? I can't really quite decide if I really like flowers or not! But still...
3. More presents? So far i've gotten 3 ( mum, aung and william)
4. Estasy? Heroins? Morphine?
5. Maybe I need lots of contentment!
Maybe turning 30 and beyond is like this. It's suppose to be BORING!
March 14, 2008
Sandwiched
My MIL made sandwiched for my husband this morning. 2 pieces of wholemeal bread with peanut butter and jelly to go.
Now the question on my mind is this: Why I don't have leh?
Darn! Now images of IKEA advertisement is floating across my head:
"The many ways to hang your mother in law" ( they were advertising for photo frames).......
March 13, 2008
Tell Me What You Want, What You Really Really Want!
HOPS on the car, end of the day.
Bunster: Hey, I so so so so want to fried chicken. I can see it. I am so hungry. But so fat hor.
Aung: Ok lah, so what you want? The KFC type ? We swing and eat it lah before we go serangoon.
Bunster: But so late already leh, i want to see Mao. Maybe we tabao a spring chicken home lah? Today mom cook glutinious rice with mee goreng. Sian hor. Need meat right?
Aung: Hey, Mos Burger fried chicken lah. Nice right. You like it.
Bunster: Yeah, that picture hor got fly pass my mind. You so smart hor.
Aung: Of cos, I know what my rabbit wants.
Bunster: But have to dash to Mao leh. I miss my son.
Aung: Ok lah, we go home lah.
Bunster: Spring chicken lah. Should I huh? So fat hor - then hor, WenXin is sick leh, my mom say cannot buy home leh, wait she eat. How?
Aung: Eat already then go home lah
Bunster: Huh, like that hor go home very full liao leh... Oh, my mom says buy newspaper for her. Raining lah.
Aung: Ok
Bunster: So we swing by the coffeeshop carpark lah, then we go buy the stuffs
Aung: No lah, I will go buy the things lah, you go home and save your son
Bunster: Raining leh, you sure?
Aung: I got umbrella what
Bunster: Ok post letters for me too can?
Aung: Huh, not same direction leh
Bunster: sigh... ok lor
Aung: Give it to me lah. I post for you
Bunster: Really! So nice!
Aung: Of cos! Say you love me? Give me a kiss!
Bunster: Yeah. Kiss you.
Bunster hopped off the car. Got home. Hugged Mao. After 10 mins. Aung got back.
Bunster: Huh? How come only got newspaper? Where's my fried chicken?
Aung: You got say want fried chicken meh?
Bunster: ^*&^&%^$$^$%##^%^*&(*)*^&%^#%@$
March 12, 2008
FAMLY
Family is complicated stuffs. You are stuck with them, born into them without much choices and you stay with them for life. It's like a group of people who are suppose to be of the same breed and yet you either love them nuts or hate them crazy depending on proximity, space, time, and moods.
Personally, I feel that I had more impressions of my family (the non extended version) when I was way younger - I remember snapshots of my siblings (although painful experience for them) trying to feed me with ice-cream topped with panadol when I was sick ( not affectionatly but Choo Choo would scream at them if they don't get those pills inside me) and how my brother would bang my head and scream at me while coaching me Maths ( I seriously thinks he's an asshole then and i totally think i was right about that conclusion too), how my sister lets me hang out with his first bf (hot hunk)cos i was the baby and she needs to babysit me. I remembered my daddy bringing me out in his half state drunkness to the coffeeshop while he drinks himself mad drunk while i just ordered all the food i could eat - the only reason i hanged out with him in his drinking trips. I risked the fact that he could forget to bring me home - my mum told me that once he put me on the telephone booth and for dunno what reason decided to put me there and go home. I was like 3 or 4 then. Imagine that - a toddler stuck in the HDB Tel booth of certain height ! I didn't remember anything horrifying- i probably was playing with the phone i guess and Thank God didn't fell flat. How my mum filled my bottle with the most wicked fizzy drinks- Fanta Grape, Coke, Rootbeer to school. I mean, how could I be like 50kg at primary 6 if not for her?
Who I am today attributes alot to who my family is. I mean, i've seen certain traits and avoided them like plague but at the end of the day, call it genes or what, but we share certain characteristics, the good, the bad and the ones u hoped or think you will never inherit.
As I grow up more, I feel the scales are tipped, from the baby of the family- i became obviously the social support for my family. Mostly, my mom and my sister. I became the HAPPY clown of the family. The idea generator. The one who acts like an orang utan at home ( i can imitate one very well especially if i have an orange to be placed on top of my mouth).I play that role. I assume the role and I grew into that. My mom comes to me for complains, my sister comes to me with woes and my brother errrmmm comes to me when he gets crap from the other two. They all come to me if they need a joke.
Why the sudden of all family talk? My son and her cousins( I love them nuts) were so happily playing and they were so wonderful to watch. Watching the next generation exploring their own relationships as family.
I hope they understand this. Family is who you are and you have to love and give them back alot.
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Playing "Wooooooh- Ahhhhhh" noisy game - Funny!.jpg)
Brotherhood! Stay that way!
March 11, 2008
Conversations
My husband is a funny man. Not all knows about it. After all he's rather quiet and shy. But he says the funniest thing that cracks me up. We used to say that we need to document all that has been said because they are really so funny. From funny songs to funny poems, funny quotations and statements. He's really funny. I know "funny man" would be the last description that labelled my dear husband, but he truly has the funny bones.
Bunster: Points at Maoster who's wearing a green shirt back facing us, throwing blocks and creating haoc. "That small green thing is a monster! (affectionately though). What would he be like FULL SIZED?"
Aung: Stares at me and says: " FULL SIZE"
Bunster: "Hey, my birthday happens to be St Patrick's Day!"
Aung: " No wonder, you like green!" That thing is a dwarf!
Bunster: " Do I look like a dwarf to you?
Aung: "Hey, wait, it's an elf!
Bunster: " Ok, too small to be me"
I actually meant to write more but I forgot all the funny things he said TODAY. My memory is getting bad. I seem to be losing my memory. EVERYTHING seems to be zapped off my mind. Has my brain shrunk? Aung always say that my head is so small, my brain should be rather small too... sheez... is that coming true? And i had only 1 baby so far. Gosh, i'll be a complete idiot at baby 2 which Aung is contemplating to have.
Aung: "How's Jayla?"
Bunster: Errr.. there's no Jayla! Work in progress, not completed"
Aung: Huh... You mean there's no Jayla? Where's Jayla?
Bunster: Ermmmm, we didn't make any remember?
Aung: Oh man! You mean, we haven't?
MY husband is Jayla MAD!!!
Bunster: " Hey, what's your hobby huh?"
Aung:" For now, making babies"
Bunster ignoring " What's mine?"
Aung: "Producing babies"
He's determined. Isn't he?
Hopefully, my brain is working more so that i can recall all the funny things he said. After all, we always said we married each other because we are so funny.
March 10, 2008
Best Friends Thoughts
And. I've been harbouring this thought lately that I want to be that BEST FRIEND for Maoster. The one who ermmmm show him my book to let him copy when he forgot how to spell during spelling, the one who asked for an extra candy so that he can have one as well, the one that goes drinking with him when he gets his first heartbreak, the cool dude that he calls when he needs to talk, the one he choose to ask whether the black pants looks better or the grey one looks cooler. I needed to be THE BEST FRIEND.
I spoke to Gee about my ermmm "Best Friend" desire... of cos being the "always rational" her... she pointed out that it's impossible to be Maoster's BEST FRIEND forever ( to her forever is definitely out lah, till death do us part, i corrected... ) I forgot what her last 2 pennies worth of thoughts were... but deep inside me, I knew that my Best Friend Application for Maoster would probably stay valid till he finds some cool peer that will chiong that slide with and who would gobble down 10 candies at 1 go with.... Sigh, NOT FAIR!
The merry go round at basement of Causeway Point - the seat fits his butt perfectly. First Stop.
Dressing Rooms are Fun!
Innovative Way to Sleep at Mos Burger
The happy monkey at rest
At the checkout of Coldstorage- Queue Wait Time Buster!I make a cool best friend. Don't you think so?
* It must be the rainy weather that led me to this complete state of I need to scrapblog..."
March 7, 2008
Where Are You?
My virgin dress at ebay that I bid.
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