Allyfeel

We celebrated BB’s 2nd birthday on the 18th of November. Everybody reached home around 7pm. I was the first to reach home, followed by FIL, SIL, hubby and BIL. BB has been changed to a new set of cloth bought by his grandmother. He was extraordinary happy somehow knowing that it was his special day. In the morning, MIL let him practiced blowing candle. I guess he has been anticipating for the special moment. Over the phone, hubby asked me what I bought for BB. I told him to come back and check it out himself. Upon reaching home, MIL asked me if we needed “Hong Kai Tan – red egg” for the birthday boy. I think we need, after all it’s only once a year and it’s a Chinese tradition to have red egg and “min xin- longevity noodle” for abundance, good luck and longevity. MIL thought it’s quite messy to dye the whole egg; she came up with a creative idea- that is to paint the egg like Humpty Dumpty. Each one of us painted the egg, they all looked different and then BB is asked to choose one for

Stinky tofu or Chou tofu is a fermented tofu dish which has a very strong odor. It smells like stinky drain. No joke. I have always wondered how it tastes like when I was dating walking with hubby in Steven’s corner pasar malam. From the car park we could already smelt it. It was so smelly, like rubbish water. We have to pinch nose while passing thru the stall. I am more adventurous than hubby. I wanted to try. But he said if I want to eat, I go home myself. Sad, never have the chance to try. Yesterday, after visiting mom, sis and I went to see a master coz sis wants to get “fu- yellow or green paper with some holy words for protection” for her new semi-d house. I followed. I waited for her and I also asked about my son’s sleepless night. I’ll blog about this next time. After the session, we went to a near by pasar malam. We bought some tofu fa, fried carrot cake, fried la-la and stinky tofu for dinner. I hope people won’t mistaken our car as a rubbish collector’s car. Arrival home, br

While working in the office yesterday morning, I received a call from sis telling me mom has been admitted to the Hospital. So I took a half day leave and drove down to Klang. She has suffered chest pain for the past few months. Only last week, she has decided to have a thorough check up. I met up with my elder sis at home and she drove me to the hospital. We chatted with mom and kept her company while waiting for the surgeon and approval of her insurance. Unfortunately, the insurance has been decline as they needed time to investigate the claim. So we call dad and we decided to pay on our own account first and hopefully claim them back later. Nurse came in to tell us that we have to pay RM 20,000 for the surgery. Whao! What surgery is this? She explained everything while brother stepped in the room. Brother called the agent, his friend to ask for assistance in the case. Doctor came in to check on mom and we had confirmed with him we will proceed with the surgery first. Mom was instruc

A week ago, bb fondled around with his father’s DVD in the studies and got hold of Monster Inc. He asked for my permission to watch it. I let him have the CD thinking he won’t have to patience to watch it. But I was wrong, he played the DVD almost everyday interchanging with his other favorite CD’s like Sesame Street, Barney, Pingu, Bob the builder and other nursery rhymes. He would watch them quietly on the living room's couch. *The scene where monster roaring at a scared little boy* This morning before I came to work, he rushed to me and wanted me to hug him. He said ,” Mommy, scared”. “Scared of what?” I puzzled. He pointed at the TV which was playing Monster Inc. “Oh… no need to scared, mommy will protect you, be a brave boy” I told him. Yo...no wonder, he had bad dreams and can’t sleep well nowadays. Could it be the Monster Inc? *Thinking hard*

OMG! I have been eating non-stop at least 3 rounds. I am feeling a bit jelak already. My colleagues put up a Raya makan-makan party in the office today. I have chow down 8 roti jala (oh so yummy! Thin & soft), curry chicken, sambal sotong, sambal kacang, lemang, kuih Raya…etc. Arrr…my pants is tight. I have to suck in my tummy while walking. It’s a taboo to mention ”FAT”, “LEMAK”, “FULL” today according to Fiz. Oh… got to stop eating em. There goes my colleagues again, “Hey makan makan, mesti ada space lagi”. Phew! Allyfeel has already eaten up one full pack of FLOUR. I’ve got to do more rounds of my sun salutation tonight.

I had a lousy night yesterday. B was very cranky and demanded to sleep on my chest. He threw tantrum a few times at night resulting me having panda eyes and came to work late this morning. He hardly behave like this. Usually when he starts kicking and making noises during sleep, he probably wanted water. I will add some hot water to his bottle and feed towards his mouth; he will suck and suck with his eyes close. I always tell him, “When u want water just tell mummy water, usually he will say minum”, He nodded. But he seems to forget everything when he goes to sleep. He gets cross very easily during night time. He has no problem conveying his message at all during day time. It’s night time that is driving me crazy. Wonder, does this happen to other 2 yr-old toddlers? *Zombie, cannot tahan liao*

Pictures of my beads work creation.

I had attended my best friend’s wedding on Saturday, the 3rd day of Raya celebration. H and I reached Cher’s house at 8:45am. We hanged out for a while discussing games to play when the groom arrived. Jean arranged for me to wash the lettuce; yan, lin, shirl to prepare for the sour (lime and vinegar), sweet (something sweet), bitter (lotus seed) and spicy (crushed chili padi) drink. Jean herself hanged the lettuce and empty ang pao to the ceiling right in front of the main gate. We then put on the same lipstick and stamp our lip marks on a sheet of A4 paper for the groom to guess. If he didn’t get it right, he could either bribe us with ang pao or sing aloud to his wife before meeting her. 9:30 sharp, the groom arrived with loud honk and his big group of “ heng tai ”. Everyone got excited; we quickly rushed to guard the main gate to prevent them from entering the house. We negotiated for ang paos. Without much hesitation the groom handed over 30 ang paos for us “zhi mui”. The heng tai