Qualified, Totally!

I just cooked the most amazing tasting bowl of rice wine tomato mee sua with dried oyster and poached egg. I now declare myself a chef *smug*

Oh, by the way, “what’s Moorpark spelled backward?”


Kraproom.

(Granpa, Valentine’s Day)

HAHAHA!

Tubby Frappy

I just came to realize that Colbie Caillat’s Capri is a pregger’s theme song! I hereby dedicate this song to baby Frap and myself! =D

Thanks to infant formula, my frappy is becoming more and more chubby *swt* I mean, think about it, babies are drinking “formula” – a composition of… things, instead of plain ole, say, cow’s milk or something.

Anyway! Just me being paranoid. ~_~

Frappy’s been a good baby. She now sleeps through the night after her last feeding at around 11pm/12am, only to wake up at 5/6am for her next (without going through any cry-feed-water-force-to-sleep kinda training! Can you tell already how proud zee mama is? *happy tears*), granting her mama highness some much needed sleep! So when she’s up for her fix, you can always hear her tummy growling and see her mouth puffing like a fish outta water! Haha!

Oh and how she loves to stretch and stretch and STRETCH! Like the hands of a clock, every stretch or squirm will cause her to move (anti)clock-wise. It’s funny and (annoying!) to see how paranoid the father is about this!

I think she’s beginning to learn to smile these days, though still not apparent, but sometimes when I’m chatting with her doing funny sounds or singing to her, she’d look at me with her biggest, widest, purest eyes and then, smile for 3 whole seconds *totally melted* Ah can’t wait till she can smile and gurgle for real!

It's Been Over Five Years. It's About Time.

Undressing a new chapter, welcoming a new life, wearing a new outlook. Here's looking forward to a better, purer tomorrow! :)

Let's Go To My Department. The Grocery Department.

He says…


Hey I got my shirt! What do you think dear? The colour is nice right? The cutting is good too, it fits me! *turn left turn right admiring self in mirror* Alright, let's pay and go to your department now. Where’s Giant?

O_-
She fumes >(

Like Caffeine. Only Stronger

I'm a big girl now and schleeping is shohhh yeshterday! It's for old pweeeple, like mommy, who makesh a big fwuss about not getting enwough schleep at night. I wonder why!

Ticking List

I was planning to bring Braxton to the vet and get her spayed before delivering Frappy. But as things went, Frappy came way before the estimated day and the whole to-do list went bonkers. The best thing was, during the last week of her stay at my parents’, Braxton got loose from the leash and ran down the sunset with her white knight away with a white male dog. But of course it had to happen when she’s on heat -_- It caused me a lot of tears us a lot of time and effort to find her back. But thank God, she managed to come home on her own, but it’s all too late.

Since then, the white knight male dog would loyally visit Braxton three times a day; and even though they were separated by a big, white, heavy gate, he never failed to show his affection and love (I’m not too sure about this though. Men) by silently pawing her muzzle. It was all very… romantic, in a sad way.

But spay we must! So she just came back last night from the vet, looking every bit traumatized, pitiful, betrayed, and violated. Poor thing. She's weak and she refused her favourite food – rice and canned meat (actually, she favourites every edible thing. Zzz), she didn’t even want to look me in the eyes! T__T But it's for her own good. Riighht?

Anyway, after a few hundred bucks poorer, the peace I have now is indescribable! I now know I’ve done my part – by bringing her, a would-be stray, home and providing her a shelter, and spaying her, finally! One down, millions to go; the doctor was telling us that SPCA has to put down I-forgot-how-many-thousands-already of dogs a year not because of illnesses, but because they have no shelters.

As for Frappy, I’m trying to plan a routine that is most comfortable and will minimize her crying after the first day of chaos after the confinement lady left, and it seems to be working just fine so far, at least I'm more relaxed and get to rest that little bit more! She’s asleep now and Braxton’s resting quietly (I LOVE it when she’s quiet and calm!). Time for a cup of hot Milo! Or not. Frappy just woke up. Haiks! Gotta go, peeps =_='

Life of a One Month Old Frappy

First off, lemme explain. See, I like ice blended coffee. So from now on (until I change my mind to call her something else later) she’ll be my favouritestestest iced frap! Cos she cools me down when I'm all hot, melts me when I’m all tension. She’s the reason for the world to go round everyday. MY baby frappy :)

OK, now on to blogging business. So everyone, and I mean EVERYONE has a new blog template! It’s time for me to close shop and retire. Haiks! Or... just change my template already. But I think close shop is easier! Ha!

But before I do that, let me quickly run a series of piccies of Arianna aka baby frap. To quote mama Cynthia, “she got a lot of pattern wan hor?” hahaha! Indeedy! Like father, like daughter =.= but her smile is the sweetest thing I’ve ever seen *melts* like mother, like daughter la this one confirm chop sign! Hoho!

wanna fight?

saturday night fever

pfft


eeyer


Har? O_o

no! it wasn't me! I didn't curi minum the susu!

you wanna shake leg, you shake it right.

Oooo

O_O

Backstreet's Back dance (hahahaa!)

Hello World!

Yeap! The girl can’t wait till full term, and has kicked her way out of the cosy womb on the 7th of May 2010.

Everybody say ello to Arianna Jaden Jason with your bestest baby talk (which you already did on Facebook, I know, just normal blogging procedure haha)!!!



Even arriving 3 weeks early, Arianna was at a healthy weight of 3kg and thank God, she is doing and growing well. How time flies! It has been 3 weeks since the crazy day that was 7th of May (incidentally, her EDD was yesterday on the 30th. We are just simply too amazed with God’s timing and how He worked things out!) and this coming weekend marks her full moon already.

It’s madness, but I’m a mama for real now (and my blog skin is still un-revamped. Give me a yay! =_=)! Hah! Well, here’s to the new chapter of parenthood! :)

Hey Mr. Smith!

I love simple recipes. Better still, if the recipes include a cleaner to clean and wash up the mess after me. Heh.

I saw this awfully simple pasta recipe on AFC’s Chef At Home by Michael Smith the other day and I was inspired, to have spaghetti, that is. All I need were bacon, onion, rosemary, and a can of tomato sauce or paste, I think!

Since Jason is a non-tomato eater (hah! His loss!), I decided to cook it for lunch. It was however, a huge disappointment when I found out Tesco Puchong don’t sell bacon! -__- So I had to settle with ham.

What you need to do is basically:
- Chop the bacon up
- Brown them in a pan without oil
- Pour off excess of bacon fat
- The chopped onion goes in, sauté till soft
- If you fancy garlic, one whole head will go in the pan too after the onion’s almost soft, because according to Chef Smith, garlic browns/burns way much faster than onion does
- After a few minutes, the whole can of tomato sauce goes in along with a splash of water
- Throw in the rosemary too. I used dried rosemary instead of fresh ones. Sprinkle in salt and pepper, I added a tiny dash of sugar too
- Simmer for an hour. I did mine in 30 minutes heh
- Boil the type of pasta you fancy. Spaghetti is the way for me, baby.
- Top up the sauce
- And dig in!

I added one more step to the recipe:

- Sprinkled some cheese over the dish and baked it for 5-6 minutes in the oven, till the cheese melted and is gooey.

And I did a bruschetta (kononlah!) with the leftover sauce for tea break. Oorh! I can eat pasta sauce everyday like this! +.+ Yum!

The Darndest Things Love Happening To Me

Just came back from a haircut; and I feel like it’s-not-enough, you know like, hey I paid 58 bucks, the least you can do is give me a new look man! The only thing that happened was, it got shorter, oooo, impressive ainit! But anyway, that’s not the darndest thing, the darndest was…

So my hair was being blow-dried, and it’s looking good with the big wavy diva curls and all, when suddenly, POOFED! The electricity supply to the entire building was cut off! Hahahhahahah! And after a few frantic phone calls to TNB (I assumed), it was announced that the fastest they can fix the problem was in 3 hours' time. Why am I not surprised? lol

It was amazing! Everyone had to be sent back home with their hair half-done. Can you imagine if I was say, perming or colouring my hair? x_x hahahaha! Will be sent home with the curlers and everything nicely wrapped up on my head and proceed to use my own wisdom to get them hair permed at home? Funny lah! So in the end I had to go back with one side of my hair all groomed and dandy, and the other side all flying and frizzled. Adui! Haha!

Why Do Dogs Hate Garbage Collectors So Much? ~_~

I read somewhere saying dogs just can’t stand the sight of walking figures (i.e. human) with their heads wrapped up with cloths, wearing sunglasses and hats, etc. They’d go berserk. At least Braxton does. She’d sprint from one corner to the other, bouncing off the walls like an Olympic swimmer doing laps, dirtying my white walls with her paw prints. It’s. Not. Cute. Anymore. T__T

Argh.

Been going on a crazy reading binge lately. Tackling a few books at one go - topics ranging from marriage to investing to pregnancy (tis a given huh) to business to freelancing, also planning to start on Tony Parsons’ Man & Boy.

Now all I really, really need is settle the darn internet at home! And maybe get a lazy boy too!

A gift from lijenny! Moleskin notebook! Hearting so muchhh. Thanks girl!

Oh Happy Day!

The weather is such a killa! I don't like tropical weather anaymor! Argh, and I can't wait to get this girl outta me! Not that it's heavy or anything, but it's just, in the way, you know. I must sit very straight in order that I can breathe, I must lay like a log leaning on a mountain of pillows in order that I can keep the food down. I must remind myself to w.a.l.k and not run because well, I'm just forgetful like that. It's just... quite, woah, big task, you know. Plus! I'm still getting the metallic tongue! Bleurgh!

But on a more serious happier note, I think my tummy muscles are getting good exercise. The girl's one heck of a hip hopper OR a drummer OR a maestro! -_- My tummy's getting all the kneading and moulding and poking and stretching in all possible directions it has never gotten its entire life, until well, now. She'd squirm her neck, bob her head, kick my guts, and punch my bladder like the world womb is hers. But well, technically it is hers for now. -_-'

But all these grumbling aside *switch to normal-good-parent mode*, of course I thank God that she's growing so well, and to be positive and looking it from a different angle, only 2 months left.

Positive thinking is hard >.< hah!

Right now, Jason and I are running crazy getting all the baby/mother stuff in order. If you guys have any of those things in that category to hand down, please look our way! We'd be happy to give them a temporary shelter until there's another home we can pass it down (or back) to!

OH! ALSO! Very quickly and very randomly, if all the internet and gadget gods love me enough, I should be getting my internet connection at home AND a netbook latest by next month! Can you tell I'm rweally, rweally happy? >D Time to pop the champagne coca-cola Anmum Materna milk powder already (woe. is. so. me... haiks... T_T)

The Day He Butterflies No More

She: Eh dear, you know… *rubs bump*
He: Yeah…
She: From now on ah, you have two girls to take care of ady.
He: *pausing*processing*processing*processing*froze*light bulb moment goes off bling!* O_O Oh. My. God. *jaws dropped forever*
She: Yeah. So do you think you'll still have time to *need* to take care of other girls?
He: T___T no more dear! No more! I have enough of girls now! No more! (translate: I’m so dead now on HAHAHAHAHA!).
She: Yeah… fending off boys from your own girl is a tough and demanding job as it is huh.
He: Oh dear God, why are you doing this to me?! T______T

Did I just give away the answer to the poll? Haha! Happy weekending y'all!

Bird or Bee?

So we've just came back from the ob/gyn's. Our doctor is one who's very smart with the right words to use, if he's not sure, he will put things very neutrally, and it's up to you to make all the assumptions. But this time, we've got a "99% sure" from him when it came to the gender of the baby. Surprise. Surprise.

So what say you? Do you think I'm making a baby boy or a baby girl? >.<

Let me start the poll! I've always felt it's a boy!

Oh Hai!

To start crapping blogging again is tough, seriously. The offline world has shown me such wide-eye wonder that, logging back on is just… fooh! Hard work. Zzz.

Call it what you want, to start the new year, to start the Chinese new year, to update owing to my ahem, readers, myself, or just to make sure there’s a journal somewhere about my life for the sake of my great-grand-children. Ha. Ha. Whatever it is, I’m back! Erm, hopefully lah har.

So, yeah about the update. See, I was holding back from blogging thinking that I’d post and talk about my Cambodia trip first, with pictures, but! The pictures are still with Simmy, and guess what, the trip happened like, in June 2009! :D

Since I can’t talk about the trip, because no pictures (pictures – important, you see!), so I’ll talk about my life! I’ve officially gone on freelance now! So if you have any writing, translating, proofreading gigs, look my way! And of course I’m always on the lookout for new ventures, so I’m open on that front too (feels like I’m coming back here to advertise myself only. Haha. But seriously life can get really boring in between projects -_-)

Other than that, I’m just trying my level best to be a responsible pregger woman. *gasp* Yes lah, pregnant lah, and no, I do not look like an elephant thankyouverymuch. And that also means, you who cares to read this blog, are going to be promoted to be an uncle or an aunty, hoho. I’m like 6.5 months along now, so that’s like 3.5 more months to go! *freaking out!!!*

We’ve yet to buy a single piece of baby furniture, nor a single piece of baby clothing, or any sort of baby related stuff. We are cool like that We just don’t know where to start!!! O_T But slowly lah. Right now, I’m just trying to deal with the fact that no one’s gonna ask me out anymore I’m going to be a mother, a person who is assigned the responsibility to care for another… small thing that breathes *goes crazy x1000*

But hey, a new year, a new journey eh? :]

OK, I think my blogging quota is up already! I can now go reward myself with a can of shandy! >.< what? Baby loves shandy ok! *shifty eyes*inches off*

*inches back* I guess it's not too late to wish all of you a very happy Chinese New Year! Gong xi gong xi!

I Really Shouldn't, But... >)

You know, I was reading my past posts and WOAH O_O I rock man! I awe myself lah! Seriously. *wipes sweat off forehead* and reading those comments, made me laugh so bad, I sprained my abs muscles *ahem*.

How did I get so darn funny?! HAHAHAHAHA! The best blogger lah! Haiks! *pats self on the back*

There's Gotta Be More Than This

Caught in a sturdy cardboard box sealed with layers of duct tape; breaking through the box is achievable but you just can't seem to break free to reach for that piece of promised heaven. You can only see it, floating by again and again, from within the box through that many little peeping holes you made in an attempt to escape. You try and you try. And you try again. In vain.

Exhaustion slowly creeps up from behind like a brawny dark shadow. Every inch adds to the weight on the shoulders, every inch sucks out the little oxygen you have, like a vacuum cleaner gone wrong, contorting the magical curve of a smile, suffocting the life-giving nasal passages.

Do you stop breathing? Or do you breathe harder?

I think I'm on the brink of a vertical slope. I think I'm in for a free fall.

Sundays At Tiffany’s vs. A Beautiful Mind

When a child has an imaginary friend, she's normal.

When an adult has an imaginary friend, he is schizophrenic.

Where’s the logic?

Belittle Me All You Want

I'm still going to enjoy life!!!!

... at Bangkok in November!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Hahahahahahahahaahahah NOW I'm truly excited! >D


p/s oh btw, Cambodia was not a holiday, it was a boot camp! T__T but, I still had fun! Photos to come.

Landed And Off Again!

Just came back from church camp @ Genting! I enjoyed it through and through (the fellowship and the services!)! It was so amazing to dwell in His awesome presence!!! How I wish everyday is a church camp day and I’d get to chill with my friends at all times! Sigh~

But now we are back to reality -__- my reality is an office to report back to, load and load of laundry to be cleaned, deadlines to meet, house to clean (eek!), a class of stubborn tweens to be taught, a naughty puppy’s logistics to settle, and suitcases to be cleared out… only I have to repack again now for I’ll be off to Cambodia!!!!!!!!!!!!! (exclamation marks are added to excite myself =.= I blame the haze for my lack of enthusiasm! Zzz)

Things are moving so fast these days, but at the same time, so slow it annoys the guts outta me! Probably it’s the good times that are going fast and the bad times are just too slow for my liking *grumbles*grumbles* In all things, give thanks to the Lord! :x

Oh well, it’s the usual “les choses de la vie”, no escape.

Well hey, keep in touch through facebook lah! I’m off to make my packing checklists, edit papers, meet deadlines, self-motivate to go see my boss… grr, why can't life just be puppies, coffee, and all things nice! Haiks!