Allyfeel

Sunday had been a fun day for bb and me. Hubby brought us to Time Square’s indoor Cosmo's theme park. According to Guinness Book of Record, it’s the largest indoor theme park in Malaysia. It was huge and there were crowds gathered around to see people in the roller coaster screaming wildly. It was an energetic surroundings with many stalls selling food, idol posters, hand wax craft service, bags, toys and…etc Bb was excited looking at the spectacular scenes but holding on tight to me and patted his chest once in a while to indicate he was scared. We went one floor up to Kids zone. Hubby paid RM75 for admittance. Bb is FREE as he is still under 3 years old. We put on a tag and walked into the entrance. Whao! Very nice! Bb opened his eyes big big. It’s so colorful. It looked like a small little sweet town that filled with busses, train, ship, playground, cars, insects, flowers, large fruits, vegetables, grass, aliens and little people. We hopped right into the merry go round. We di

Bb was very active as usual at MIL house. But yesterday he fell in front of the main gate when trying to answer the maid’s called from the neighbor. It caused him to have deep red scratch on his elbow and knee. It looks like 3 lines of cat’s claw scratch. But the brave boy didn’t cry. He continued playing as usual. By the time I saw him, it was in the evening. It has formed a thin layer of dry and deep red skin. The maid said sorry to me as it was her duty to look after him even MIL is around. I said ok, just be more careful next time. Well, I think its part of growing up for kids to have such accident. I didn’t make a fuss out of it la. He was as happy as usual despite having those red marks on his hands and knee. He kicked balls, tossed it to the goal basket, running around, playing with my hand phone watching his favorite movie which I captured for him when we went out sometime. He loves looking at them everyday. I think he is a bit vain, he loves looking at his own photos and himse

Bb is very flexible with his body, when he throws tantrum, he can bend his back like how yoga expert bend them. When he is angry, I always tease him, “uh..uh….u doing yoga ah, bb?” while holding his back and make his head touch the floor. Then he will mix laughing with crying, don’t know which is which. Hehe… The other day when we visited the Sony fiesta in KLCC convention centre, bb saw an uncle demonstrating yoga moves, and he actually imitated lifting his leg with one hand in front of everyone. Kekekeke….very funny, bb made mommy laugh non stop. Last night, I showed bb how to lift up one leg sitting down and moved my foot to touch my face. “Bb, try this, can you do it?” He didn’t try, instead he tried to instruct and pull my leg above to reach my shoulder. “Whao, you want to be mommy’s instructor ar bb?”

Black, White and Red Flash card for letter E. © allyfeel. For CPC, US.

When it comes to work, I have my own principles that rule my thinking. I want to understand say a product thoroughly and do as much extensive research as possible to stimulate myself before coming out with something really good or meaningful. My husband disagrees with me. He told me that, when you need to put up meals on the dinning table, you make do with what you have. In the competitions with time and resources, you have to be flexible. Whatever it is the client required, you always say yes you can do and then find solutions for it if you don’t have yet. To be frank, even though I find it hard to work like that at first but on 2nd thought, what he said is quite true. It’s not easy, but I will still try my best to help in whichever way I can. Feeling a bit down today, like chewing papaya’s seed……yuck!… ptuuui!!!

I was just wondering how many of us Malaysian housewives recycle products that we have used? Most of us will think, aiyooo…. so leceh la, no need to separate la, just throw in the rubbish bin will do. Initially I was like that too when my hubby told me that. He said the rubbish men will separate them one la. But my gut feeling told me that they won’t. So I started to separate them myself, first, those soft drink cans in one plastic bag, then used glass like chicken essence, milk powder tin, plastics in another. Unfortunately, I became slack as time pass by. Never border la…I thought. But few months back, I got to know a recycle program put up by Tzu-Chi Malaysia . A member, kind lady explained to me that all recycled goods that they collected will be sold to contractors for recycling. The money will be used for charity. Fuiyoh… not bad le, can protect the environment and do charity at the same time with some rubbish that I will throw away anyway, I thought. Then me and my mission start

MIL brought bb to the pharmacy to grab some meds. Pharmacist: What’s your name? BB: Bb…followed MIL uttering his name. Pharmacist: What’s papa’s name? BB: Papa…. Pharmacist: What’s mama’s name? BB: Mama…. Hahahahaha!!! Very straight forward! Playing point point. Mama: This is Peter and this is Jane. Bb: point to Peter… ummm….make noise wants me to tell Mama: Peter BB: point point 2 times… Mama: Peter, Peter BB: point, point, point, point, point……very fast Mama: Have to cater la, Peter, Peter, Peter, Peter, Peter, Peter, Peter BB: Giggled…kekekeke…

It has been a very busy two weeks. First, loads of office work to complete and secondly I was helping my husband with some of his biz work after work, and thirdly, my pc was attacked by Trojan Vundo. That’s why I didn’t have time to blog and read blog. As I was leaving to work today, I saw bb staring at me from the window waving bye bye and blowing flying kisses, I feel so sorry that I didn’t spend enough time with him lately. When I do get to see him at night, he has already fallen asleep. I only spend an hour with him this morning. It’s indeed very crazy and hectic schedule. Everything is almost over now. A few more things to help and I would go back to my normal lepak routine. Feeling very zombie and had deeper double eyelids today as I had only slept for 4 hours. But I have discovered one thing after withdrawing from the design realm for a year; I can never work this wild and crazy anymore. I just lack the stamina as I age. I am glad I am no longer in this line but pity my hubby, h

I hate having viruses in the computer especially this one who is so stubborn and refuse to disappear from my PC. The ever clingy Trojan Vundo. I have tried Fix Vundo, delete temporary internet files, tried disabling the XP System Restore, disabling the internet connection and run a complete scan but Norton anti virus still alert me with this irritating dialog box said Trojan Vundo, c:\windows\system32\awtss.dll, access to the file was denied, unable to repair. I have finally track it down but why does the alert box still show up? Puzzled!

Aiyoo..I feel so bad after seeing and reading photos of earthquake victims from Pakistan, India and Afghanistan. *teary eyes*. Tried to look for a way to send donation like how it used to be for Tsunami victims, this time The Star only have a direct debit account for donation through Maybank Account. The Star has launched a South Asia Quake Fund to help the earthquake victims in Pakistan, India and Afghanistan.You can contribute to the fund by sending your donations to Maybank Account No. 5621-7950-4126 Photo source : TheStar

Today is my birthday. Mr. Allyfeel woke me up at 12am this morning and gave me a birthday kiss. Rubbing my eyes, I said “Thank you darling”. “Would you like to see the birthday card?” He said. “Ok”, I gulped down a mouthful of water before going downstairs. He has arranged for a silver wrapped present nicely seated on top of the coffee table. “Wow, thanks darling”, I kissed and hugged him. I opened the Birthday card and start reading it: Cover Especially for you Darling, “Words can say so little when someone means so much.” Opened inlay, Ooppss…an ang pao packet dropped out. I held the ang pao and continued reading… Inlay Dearest Darling (my name), It’s hard to tell you why I love you Or why I’m so happy you’re in my life. There are few words for feelings as warm, as deep, as special as my feelings for you. It’s hard to tell you how much you mean to me, how much I treasure the memories we’ve shared, or how much I look forward to our future. But I can tell you one thing that matters mos

BB often asks to drive hubby and my car whenever we come home from work. He will turn the steering, (that means mama and papa need to spend more money on alignment..:() push the gear, on the radio, on the lights, swish the wiper, open and close the car door and go on and on making noises. That’s his routine play everyday. If he doesn’t get it or if he has been promised and didn’t get it, he will be very mad. Last evening, I have got him a remote control toy car. Exchanged it with “Co***ay” voucher for FREE. He was very happy as it’s his favorite red car. He was enthusiastic enough to help me to obtain some batteries and slot it in the battery compartment. Swoooosh…when the car started moving, he was over excited, screaming and laughing so loudly until the neighbors also can hear. He ran crazily away from the car. It seems geli to him that the car will move and turn by itself. (The remote control ma bb…) He doesn’t dare to touch it when it's moving. He ran and climbed wildly towa

Today is the second day of bulan puasa, there are some Melayu songs playing in the background. My colleagues were all very semangat and don’t look tired at all. I am the one that look so sleepy and lethargic pula . I feel so embarrassed la, got to grab a cup of coffee. Woi pal, I think it’s the song that made me so dopey le.

I have received these images from a colleague of mine. These little babies' biscuits are too cutie cute to be eaten. Gosh!!! They look so real too.

It has been a very busy week for me. First my father-in-law’s RM800 went missing within 2 weeks, my maid and my mum-in-law’s maid were suspected being the culprits. MIL told me to check on her belongings back home on Saturday. So hubby and I have to pakat a bit la; we all went out together and hubby brought bb and maid to the kidz gym while I drove the car back home to start my investigations. I put on my shower cab, glove, I am very serious and pro one. Why shower cab? Coz I don’t want my hair to drop inside the room. *hehe*. I checked every single corner, drawers, under the bed, pockets…etc. Other then a panty liner, pencil and eraser which was mine, there was nothing much…oh ya and a pile of letters from don’t know who. While I was searching, I was telling myself that I hope I can’t find anything. I like this maid of mine after changing the last two but you may not know what they will do to your family. Before she starts hurting us, I must take action. My MIL told me that nowadays