Wednesday, December 16, 2009

Quest for flawless complexion (part 4 - New York Skin)

As an update on my skin condition, it didn’t get any better after I completed a full round of Dermalogica treatment. It in fact, became worse than before! Something is not right about my hormone, it has gone hair wired to the max. I feel like I'm metamorphosing into an ugly looking witch @nenek kebayan *sob sob*.

At first, I was really tempted to get myself SKII skin care range for a change. It came highly recommended by friends after my last post. However, after a deep thought I decided to take a more drastic measure – skin treatment. I don’t think any amount of cream could save my severely damaged skin at this point. Hence I signed up with New York Skin last week. For someone with no fixed income like moi, it is a huge investment indeed. I was literally sweating when I passed the consultant my supplementary charge card. If this didn’t work as well, only God can help me or perhaps I am destined to be ugly forever (not to mention hard earned monies going down the drain huwaaaa).

The package comes with 10 treatment sessions (every 10 days) plus 5 types of product to use at home. However, this first round of treatment does not target my pigmentation yet, it’s supposed to hydrate and rejuvenate my skin. Treatment for pigmentation would come later. Actually they wanted me to have both treatments concurrently, but I can’t afford it. To have both at the same time would cost me a whooping 8K! Where do I find such money lah...I’m so the very poor you know, ibarat melukut di tepi gantang gitu (betul kah peribahasa ini?).


(These are the 5 products that came with the package - milk cleanser, refreshing wash, hydrating toner, mosturiser and soothing cream)

I am hoping and praying for the best for my skin, insyaAllah. They say it’d take 5 months for me to see visible result (I wish they’d say 5 weeks instead...moi is kiasu tahap gaban nih, helpppp!).

Sunday, December 13, 2009

An Italian affair for Kyle’s 9th birthday


For the first time in a very long time, I threw a birthday party for my 2nd son yesterday. The last time I threw him a birthday party was exactly 5 years ago. I’m not exactly a model mother any kids would dream of having when it comes to birthday parties. I am way too lazy and lack the motivation to organize parties at home especially birthdays - it calls for lots of planning from sending out the birthday invitations, ordering the cake (which I forgot to do so and we ended up getting one from Secret Recipe instead), organizing games, preparing party packs to food and lots more. In short, it’s not easy to plan a party for a kid, you need to devise a plan to keep them entertained throughout the party and ensure they have food that THEY like. I actually prefer short cuts like having it at their school or at my mom’s (coz then I don’t have to go through all the troubles and cook!).

Being a very resourceful mom, just before the school holiday started I gave 2 options to Kyle Harris, a fancy birthday present or a birthday party. He picked the latter. Just a week before his birthday, I asked him the same question again (hoping that he’d change his mind), but his answer remained unchanged – he wants his party. Hence, my journey to planning a perfect party for him starts.

The first thing that came to my mind was the food. I wanted to prepare the food myself rather than use catering services or order some fast food instead (yup, you are absolutely right - I like to trouble myself and make my life difficult than it already is). The truth is, I like the challenge. I wanted to challenge myself to throw a perfect party for my son. So I decided (and determined) to serve ONLY healthy and wholesome homecook meal at the party.

Kyle is a huge fan of Italian food – he loves pasta, particularly macaroni & cheese and lasagna. Thus, I thought the theme should be Italian (the food that is, not the party – how on earth do I organize an Italian themed party? By the way, I love everything Italian too, especially the soccer team….those who watched the last World Cup would surely agree with me on this one...hohoho). Oh in my attempt to masuk bakul angkat sendiri, I am quite good in preparing Italian food. My hubby said I could marry an Italian coz I could whip up decent Italian food - according to him, I passed the test...don’t play play arrr muahaha *perasan sendiri gitu*

Back to the food, on the menu yesterday was baked mac&cheese, spaghetti with meat sauce, seafood pasta olio and laksa Kedah (the last item is obviously not an Italian food, in case you didn’t know!). Lasagna was not in the menu coz it requires a lot more time to prepare than the rest. For side dish there were chicken sausages and wedges (these two were not homemade, in case you are wondering and thinking that I am a supermom already). I wanted to prepare kuih as well but during my trip to the wet market in the morning, I saw some yummy looking kuih talam. I couldn’t resist and bought 3 types of kuih talam instead. For drinks, I settled for packet drinks and teh tarik. I didn’t have time to prepare the teh tarik myself so my maid was responsible for it – and the result wasn’t so nice, it definitely lacked umpph.

Activity-wise, a few days before the big day, I had a brainstorming session with my eldest son on the games. We came up with 5 games: musical chair, the last man standing, burst the balloon, scavenger hunt and trivia questions. I prepared some exciting prizes for the winners. Daniel was put in charge of the games and music. My very resourceful son downloaded some music from the internet and SOS his two friends to back him up during the party (which fyi is NOT free. I paid them RM35, to be split into 3. My son being a good friend, only took RM5 and gave RM15 each to his friend). But I made them worked for the money and asked them to do some cleaning as well…smart eh?

Being a school holiday, it wasn’t actually easy for us to invite his friends. Only a handful managed to get the invitation. But I took the opportunity to invite a few (since my kitchen is not equipped to prepare food in large quantity) of my neighbors and friends to the party as I haven’t actually had any proper makan-makan at my home with the neighbors since the day we moved in. It was very delightful indeed having neighbors and friend at our home. I think I should definitely do this more often (but not sure whether mr. hubby would agree with me).

Post mortem:
1. It was highly successful. I am proud of myself. Since no one bothered to congratulate me on job well done, I have to do it myself - splendid job Azura! (Boleh ka camtu? Don’t care lah...hehehe)
2. Party should start at 3pm instead to give me more time to prepare for food presentation. I invited the guests to come at 2pm.
3. Guests should be invited at different time slots to give hubby and I ample time to entertain guests better and more efficiently. We had to split up to entertain different group of friends at the same time.
4. Daniel should be put in charge of photography as well. We didn’t snap that many pictures as both my hubby and I were too busy entertaining.
5. I need to get myself more huge cooking pots.
6. I need to invest in some serving dish for better presentation – you know the huge catering style.

My girl Nana is already excited when I told her that I will throw one for her birthday next year too. She said she wants a party like Abang Ayis’s. That will be another challenge; I am already thinking of clowns, face painting and lots more. Are you game for it hubby?

By the way, a certain someone who was assigned to take pictures of the food didn't do such a good job, so no pictures of my glorious food here...grrrrr.

Happy 9th Birthday Muhammad Kyle Harris. Momma loves you very much...XOXOXO!

Wednesday, December 2, 2009

What in the word?

I don’t know whether you are aware of the recent rave about the latest motor plate number in the WP of Kuala Lumpur - WTF. For the uninitiated, WTF is short for "What the F**k". Lots of friends joined in the craze by tendering for the number, even those who lived in the East Coast (and I’m sure they spend lots of hard earned monies to secure the plate number too). Tak percaya? Percayalah...

That got me into thinking, what makes people wanna have WTF in their car plate. What’s in the word or number for that matter? 4 years ago, I made my husband pay RM500 for my 1972 plate number that I love so much. If I were to get a new car again soon, I’d definitely ensure that it has a 1972 plate number too. Not that I love to let people know that I’m THAT old but the number carries great meaning to me. It was the year I was born into this world. What could be more significant than that? The year I reached puberty? got married? graduated? have kid? started working? (Oh by the way, in my life, these events are actually in chronological order, not your typical chain of event huh?) Na... I don’t think so. The year you were born is superlative.

But WTF, why?? Perhaps I’m not that initiated after all lah...somebody call 911!

Cuti!

These last couple of weeks I’ve been keeping myself busy enjoying the precious school holiday to the fullest. You won’t believe how happy I was when the school year ended. I think I’m way happier than the school kids themselves... muahaha!! The thought of not having to drive the kids to school from early morning to late evening and prepare lunch and dinner on time for school is really liberating indeed, more than you could ever imagined. Happy happy joy joy...

I’ve done a few projects since then, both good and bad *grin*. The most notable one was the second project rumah anak yatim with fellow tai-tais of Bukit Jelutong. A good neighbor of mine, Izza, did an outstanding job initiating a collection drive for the orphanage. We brought food supply and other necessities to the kids at Rumah Harmoni, Paya Jaras. This time I took my two boys with me to the orphanage so that they could see for themselves how lucky they are to still have parents to love, care and cherish them. It was heartbreaking to see how the kids have to look after themselves. A 5-year old girl has to care for her 3-year old brother, a girl just had a heart correction surgery yet there was no one to nurse her...sad isn’t it? Being in the state of unfortunate makes them mature fast, unlike my kids who still have to be fed, cleaned and bathed by the maid till they turn 6!

Anyway, I’ve also watched a movie during week day, went out with fellow tai-tais, had lunch with ex-colleague and lots more lah. In short, I’m having a vacation of my own...lalalalala. Talking about vacation, I have yet to plan any for this school holiday. In fact, I am not really looking forward to one this round. Why? Because (1) we have a huge problem with transportation. I hate having to travel in 2 cars (2) Sophie is getting naughtier by day. She’s giving us a hard time travelling long distance on land and I don’t think she’s ready for air travel yet. This little girl is a screamer and can’t sit still for more than 5 minutes (3) I have some writing jobs to finish before Christmas (4) Budget constraint. I’d love to take the kids overseas but my shallow pocket says an absolute NO to it *sigh, sigh and sigh again!*.

Oh, did I mention that we have 3 birthdays to celebrate this month? My 2 boys are celebrating their birthdays in December and yours truly too will be celebrating sweet 17th birthday mid of this month. OMG, 3 more years to the big 40!!!! *panic, seram & perasaan2 yang sewaktu dengannya*

Thursday, November 12, 2009

LAZY is my name

Of late I’ve been so darn lazy. Lazy to do just about anything - even to watch TV or go out shopping. I did not cook for the last few days, even when my parents were here to send my siblings off to Mecca. My parents even went out shopping for groceries for me - that’s how lazy I was, that bad huh? Lazy has been my middle name for the last 1 week or so.

My laziness seems to come whenever my hubby travels outstation for more than a week. He was supposed to be away for only 8 days but his visit to the godforsaken country is being extended to almost 2 weeks...*sigh*. My biggest problem now is him - a problem that can’t possibly be solved.

4 years ago when he was stationed in Shanghai for 2 months, I almost had a breakdown. I had a very demanding job (if having 13 projects at the same time is not demanding enough for anyone, I don’t know what else to say) and Ariana was only a year old then. I worked from 9am to 9pm every day – that’s 60hrs a week with peanut salary. Thanks God I came to my senses and left after only 6mths (and the person who inherited my projects gave 24hrs notice a day after I left!) I have felt what single mothers have to go through every day. It was both an exhausting and a lonesome 2 months for both of us. He came home more than 5kg lighter and gained it all back in less than a month. I am that good of a cook huh? I know, I can’t believe it either...

Another alternative explanation is I lack something new and refreshing in my life... like a new handbag or a new car and things yang sama waktu dengannya. In short, my laziness is caused by excessive boredom. I think I like this explanation so much better. It highly curable - all I need is ka-ching and problem solved!! Like Dak Wan suggested, one LV could boost energy level and increase productivity...I loike!

Back to the root cause, my excessive boredom could have been caused by the fact that I’ve got nothing much to do. I don’t have to do house work, I don’t socialize much and I’m not very mobile coz I have a baby who is very attached to me and kids to ferry to school from 7am to 6.30pm every day. Sometimes I wish that I’m working again. At least I have time for myself to do my own stuff (while earning fixed income to buy things on my own)...*triple sigh*.

Kerja salah, tak kerja pun salah...someone please slap me.

Wednesday, November 11, 2009

Tetamu Allah


Two days ago I bid adieu to my 2 siblings, my only sister and my youngest brother, who left for Mecca to perform their Haj. I can’t help but feel sad and happy for both of them. Happy that they finally get to perform the 5th rukun Islam after a long wait and sad for no obvious reason. This part really bits me, why is it when people leave for their pilgrimage, we feel sad when we were supposed to feel happy for them? Happy that they're chosen to be amongst Allah's guests in the holy land. It’s not like they will be gone for a year...Weird huh? Anyway, here’s moi with the future haji and hajjah. I hope my turn will come soon...insyaAllah.

p/s: I'm so not in the mood to write these few days. I'm as lazy as a donkey to do just about anything, even cook for the kids. Moi is in desperate need of a mega mood booster...a new handbag would do it muahahaha...(I hope a certain someone is reading this)

Wednesday, November 4, 2009

This is it

Yesterday, my eyes started becoming all teary at the start of the movie. I knew what I was about to watch was going to be history in the making. It would have been the greatest comeback concert in history, no doubt about it. Sadly, it became a history with his sudden death instead.

The movie was basically about Michael Jackson’s “This is It” concert rehearsals and behind the scene actions. It was purely intended for MJ’s fan to have a peek of what “This is It” was supposed to have happened. The amount of efforts and preparations put into making his last tour a success was really overwhelming. Dancers came from all over the world to audition for the concert. So if you’re not a fan of his music, don’t waste your time and money at the movie.

Health-wise, MJ was at his top form during the many rehearsals - he sang his lungs out (although he kept saying that he shouldn’t sing, and that he should save his throat for the actual concert instead), he danced and performed with so much passion. You can tell that he loved his music deeply. He was indeed THE King of Pop.

Watching him in his top form (he even looked very fit for a 50year old man, albeit a little too thin) makes me wonder what had actually killed him. He looked really healthy performing on stage live, dancing and all. Oh, if you were wondering who’s the girl with frizzy hair who sang during his funeral concert - she is Judith Hill, one of his back-up vocalists in “This is It”. She was supposed to sing one song live with him during the actual concert. And I have to say that his (male) dancers are all so damn gooood *drooling*. They remind me of the movie 300...ngeeeeee.

Back on more serious notes, there are a few theories circulating amongst his fans about the actual cause of his death (or more like who killed him). There is one very interesting version connected to the rumors about his conversion to Islam. I like that version best. However, I am too chicken to spread the rumors here (sorry people I don’t wanna leave hard evident for people to trace it back to me...takuts! If I suddenly disappeared from the face of this earth, it’s the CIA! Call KGB for help pronto!!!).