Let’s see, what shall I write about today...hmmm. The missing fighter jet engines? The use of the word Allah? Naaaa...I don’t wanna use this blog as an avenue to spread grapevine and accusation blatantly.
“Wahai orang yang beriman! Jika datang kepada kamu seorang yang fasik membawa sesuatu berita, maka selidikilah kebenarannya, supaya kamu tidak menimpakan suatu musibah kepada kaum dengan sebab kejahilan kamu sehingga menjadikan kamu menyesali apa yang kamu lakukan.” (al-Hujuraat:6) Ya Allah ya Tuhanku, peliharalah hamba-Mu ini dari penyakit hasad dengki dan fitnah...amin.
Hence, I’ll stick to what I do best - write about non-masalah negara issues, boleh?
Yesterday, I read an article in the Star that says “There is more pressure on women to look good in comparison to men, says a psychologist.” Wait a minute mister, I don’t need a psychologist to tell me this, it’s a known fact lah macha! Women always want to look their best. It comes naturally.
Have you ever thought why men (your beloved significant other in particular) never ever (or to be nice to them, SELDOM) want to take the initiative to look good for women (i.e. we the wives), while we would go to the extreme to look good for them? [Note: this rule doesn’t apply to dating and wooing period]. I say this phenomenon occurred because they feel too comfortable in their skin and they often take us for GRANTED. As they like to say it “tak apa, dah kawin...” Their desire to look good and appealing seems to end once they found the love of their lives.
I beg to disagree on this unbecoming principal. That shouldn’t be the case. I believe we should continue to take the effort to look good for each other forever and ever to infinity and beyond by taking that one extra step, no matter how hard it seems. Would I love him less if he gained 20 more kg? NO! But I sure would love to hug that 6 packs and V shape body again before I die *muahaha...I’m laughing in my head right now*
I say, men wake up! You could make it happen. Hendak seribu daya, tak hendak seribu dalih. Anda mampu merubahnya!!!
Friday, January 8, 2010
Wednesday, January 6, 2010
An angel and a rascal all in one
I just feel like writing about my little girl Sophie - the little girl who turned me into a full time mom - who is not so much an angel anymore . Baby Sophia Amani has evolved into a hot tempered little toddler – much like her brother Kyle; a very demanding girl – like her sister Nana; and a picky eater – like the rest of the gang.
My little hot-tempered toddler. A trait she inherited from don't-know-who *wink*
She still sleeps in my bed every night (and conquers most of whatever space left between moi and my poor hubby). Cries her lungs out whenever I left her at home with my maid, demands for a ride in the car when dada comes home from work and wouldn’t leave me alone when I am at home. But best of all, of all my children, she is my only child that prefers me than my maid at her tender age...phewww thank God!
The pengacau antarabangsa with her equally hot tempered bro
At 15 months, she still has very limited vocabulary, she could only say mama (she pronounces it “meymey”), dada (she used to call my hubby “papa” but she has progressed to call him “dada” pulak), kakak, nak and tetek (this is her favorite word – when I point at my breast and ask her “what is this?”, she would answer “tetek” loud and clear. That's how much she loves them!).
Doing thing she loves the most, exploring the outdoor
She communicates mostly by sign language. She would nod or shake her head and point at an object or people correctly when we asked her questions. She is a duplicate of Kyle Harris in every way, I call them late talker but she understands every instructions. Oh, she’s a screamer too. She screams when she gets excited or upset about something. Every time she screams I feel like my eardrums were going to explode.
Doing one of her funny acts
Interestingly enough, she loves shoes so much. Whenever we passed a shop selling shoes, she would walk in there and check the shoes out. She love her sister’s shoes especially ones with heels. By the way, she wears her shoes in the house. She’s a shoe maniac at 15months! She loves everything new too. When I bought her new apparels, she would insist on putting it on pronto! I wonder where (or more specifically, who) she got this trait from...hmmmm.
Sophie having a blast with her sis's heels. She love 'em shoes.
I say sometime it amazes you to see how nature works its way around you. God works in mysterious way indeed, wallahuwa’lam...
My little hot-tempered toddler. A trait she inherited from don't-know-who *wink*
She still sleeps in my bed every night (and conquers most of whatever space left between moi and my poor hubby). Cries her lungs out whenever I left her at home with my maid, demands for a ride in the car when dada comes home from work and wouldn’t leave me alone when I am at home. But best of all, of all my children, she is my only child that prefers me than my maid at her tender age...phewww thank God!
The pengacau antarabangsa with her equally hot tempered bro
At 15 months, she still has very limited vocabulary, she could only say mama (she pronounces it “meymey”), dada (she used to call my hubby “papa” but she has progressed to call him “dada” pulak), kakak, nak and tetek (this is her favorite word – when I point at my breast and ask her “what is this?”, she would answer “tetek” loud and clear. That's how much she loves them!).
Doing thing she loves the most, exploring the outdoor
She communicates mostly by sign language. She would nod or shake her head and point at an object or people correctly when we asked her questions. She is a duplicate of Kyle Harris in every way, I call them late talker but she understands every instructions. Oh, she’s a screamer too. She screams when she gets excited or upset about something. Every time she screams I feel like my eardrums were going to explode.
Doing one of her funny acts
Interestingly enough, she loves shoes so much. Whenever we passed a shop selling shoes, she would walk in there and check the shoes out. She love her sister’s shoes especially ones with heels. By the way, she wears her shoes in the house. She’s a shoe maniac at 15months! She loves everything new too. When I bought her new apparels, she would insist on putting it on pronto! I wonder where (or more specifically, who) she got this trait from...hmmmm.
Sophie having a blast with her sis's heels. She love 'em shoes.
I say sometime it amazes you to see how nature works its way around you. God works in mysterious way indeed, wallahuwa’lam...
Monday, January 4, 2010
A baseball affair for Daniel’s 14th birthday
My eldest son Daniel, who is now way wayyyy bigger than moi, celebrated his 14th birthday on the last day of the year. Muhammad Daniel was born at 7.30pm, 31/12/95 at Home Hospital, Lafayette, Indiana after an 11-hour of grueling labour, 4.5 hours shy of New Year. I just turned 23 exactly 2 weeks before his birth. I was young and naïve and only had my equally young and naïve husband to nurse me during recovery. My mom was 8000 miles away. Having him was a passage to my womanhood, a test of my patient and a journey I cannot forget for the rest of my life.
The experience has changed and redefined me in every single way. It still amazes me till this very day how I managed to go through it on my own. Never ever underestimate your own strength and ability – you can achieve anything and everything that you put your mind into. Yes, we CAN!! Kita BOLEH!!
Anyway back to Daniel’s birthday celebration, we were at my mom’s on his birthday after we left Penang a few kgs heavier. The otherwise eventful day started on such a bad note with his most prized possession, PSP, got stolen the night before. The PSP was his well deserved present for scoring 5As in his UPSR. To pacify him, the only comfort that I could offer was by assuring him that things happen for a reason. Perhaps God wants him to focus on his PMR exams this year instead so the only thing that could keep him away from his studies was taken away for good. Setiap yang berlaku ada hikmahnya, wallahuwa’lam.
I did a very simple do for his birthday celebration. I bought a cake and a barrel of KFC – that was it. My poor baby was not in the mood to celebrate his birthday. But today, after we came back home, my hubby brought him to shop for his long-awaited birthday present. He’s been asking for an authentic baseball glove for quite a while hence we got him one with a ball too. Quite expensive for my budget but I wasn’t the one paying, so no complaint here.
Happy belated 14th birthday my son, my big baby Muhammad Daniel. Remember, things happen for a reason...God works in mysterious way. Momma loves you very much.
The experience has changed and redefined me in every single way. It still amazes me till this very day how I managed to go through it on my own. Never ever underestimate your own strength and ability – you can achieve anything and everything that you put your mind into. Yes, we CAN!! Kita BOLEH!!
Anyway back to Daniel’s birthday celebration, we were at my mom’s on his birthday after we left Penang a few kgs heavier. The otherwise eventful day started on such a bad note with his most prized possession, PSP, got stolen the night before. The PSP was his well deserved present for scoring 5As in his UPSR. To pacify him, the only comfort that I could offer was by assuring him that things happen for a reason. Perhaps God wants him to focus on his PMR exams this year instead so the only thing that could keep him away from his studies was taken away for good. Setiap yang berlaku ada hikmahnya, wallahuwa’lam.
I did a very simple do for his birthday celebration. I bought a cake and a barrel of KFC – that was it. My poor baby was not in the mood to celebrate his birthday. But today, after we came back home, my hubby brought him to shop for his long-awaited birthday present. He’s been asking for an authentic baseball glove for quite a while hence we got him one with a ball too. Quite expensive for my budget but I wasn’t the one paying, so no complaint here.
Happy belated 14th birthday my son, my big baby Muhammad Daniel. Remember, things happen for a reason...God works in mysterious way. Momma loves you very much.
Friday, January 1, 2010
Happy New Year!
Another year has passed, a new beginning awaits...
My eldest son will be sitting for his PMR this year. This makcik is getting older lah *sigh*. So this year is kinda crucial for us, academic-wise. Another 2 years he will be sitting for his SPM. That would officially put me in the 'makcik' category.
Personally, my target is to land myself a job this year. Hopefully one that comes with a 5 figure income (wahaha....in my dream baby!). But I have yet to make the first step - write a new resume *double sigh*. Cakap tak serupa bikin you!
On a bigger picture, I want to be debt-free by year end. Hence, I need a job...wheeee!! Just when I started to enjoy my tai-taihood, I need to go back to work *triple sigh*. Truthfully, I am kinda contented with my status quo but what to do...life calls for sacrifices. I need to do something before my brain gets rusty.
Anyway, I say let's hope for the best for 2010...insyaAllah. Happy New Year everyone!
My eldest son will be sitting for his PMR this year. This makcik is getting older lah *sigh*. So this year is kinda crucial for us, academic-wise. Another 2 years he will be sitting for his SPM. That would officially put me in the 'makcik' category.
Personally, my target is to land myself a job this year. Hopefully one that comes with a 5 figure income (wahaha....in my dream baby!). But I have yet to make the first step - write a new resume *double sigh*. Cakap tak serupa bikin you!
On a bigger picture, I want to be debt-free by year end. Hence, I need a job...wheeee!! Just when I started to enjoy my tai-taihood, I need to go back to work *triple sigh*. Truthfully, I am kinda contented with my status quo but what to do...life calls for sacrifices. I need to do something before my brain gets rusty.
Anyway, I say let's hope for the best for 2010...insyaAllah. Happy New Year everyone!
On the road again
As strange as it sounds I am blogging during my family vacation. If you have been following my blog, you’d noticed that this is my 3rd visit to Penang this year. It seems like every school holiday in 2009, we come to Penang for vacation. We love Penang that much! Hahaha...the truth is Penang is the most convenient location for us – it’s on the way back to my beloved hometown Alor Setar.
Hence, for us it’s kinda like “sambil menyelam sambil minum air”. We get 2-in-1, a good vacation and balik kampong trip. This time we are spending 4D/3N here. On the 4th day, I’ve already gained 3kg (thanks to the faithful weighing machine in the hotel’s bathroom) – hard to believe but true indeed, a kilo a day. My tummy has ballooned like a 3-month pregnant woman. No joke!
Before we dwell into my incredible weight gain, let’s talk about the hidden fact about school holiday vacation – how it has become an obligation for us parents to take the kids for a vacation. Every school holiday the first thing my kids would ask me was “Momma, we are we going for a vacation?” And every school holiday, I have to crack my head to devise a vacation plan that fits our tiny budget and taking into consideration other constrains as well. It’s not easy to travel with 4 kids (1 of them a young toddler) and a maid. Everything becomes expensive when you have a party of 7.
If we didn’t take them somewhere, more specifically to a HOTEL (regardless of the location), they would put on their long face for the entire school holiday. To my kids vacation=staying at a hotel (I’m sure this rule applies to lots of other kids as well). Back when I was a kid, school holiday means sleepover at cousins’. The difference between me and my kids are like langit & bumi!
In conclusion, apart from our obligation to feed, provide a shelter and school them, we need to add 'vacation' as an additional duty to our kids. What a lucky bunch!
Now back to my weight gain, here are the contributing factors:
Day 1
- breakfast @R&R Rawang (I had nasi lemak)
- nasi campur @Taiping (during a brief stopover at Taiping Zoo on the way to Penang)
- mee ketam @Kuala Juru (the best mee I'be ever eaten)
- nasi kandar Beratur @Jln kapitan Kling (I had to beratur for exactly an hour for our turn. The name of the place really befits the act of having to queue for a loooong time for a plate of rice. I had this at 11pm. I usually don't eat past 9pm but being in Penang made me wanna eat 24/7)
Day 2
- breakfast @hotel (as usual I'd stuff myself silly at hotel breakfast - this really is a mystery for me. I am not a breakfast person but when it comes to hotel buffet breakfast, I'd eat till my stomach can't take it anymore)
- pasembor, sotong kangkung, chee chong fun, etc @Gurney Drive (yes, I ate all of these plus a bowl of cendul)
- McDonald's (I had prosperity burger and plenty of fries)
Day 3
- breakfast @hotel
- laksa Janggus @Kampung Perlis, Balik Pulau (I had 3 bowls of laksa and pisang goreng. This place is really a jewel)
- durian @Balik Pulau
- nasi Biryani & murtabak @Hameediyah (I had both. But I love their nasi biryani more. I can just eat the nasi without the condiments. It's the best nasi biryani ever!)
Day 4
- breakfast @hotel
- biryani @Hameediyah (again!)
I wanted to upload the pictures of the eateries, but the process is taking way to long *sigh*. Since I am not a very patient chick, no pix here my friends. I am currently at my mom's where the eating spree continues...God help me!
Hence, for us it’s kinda like “sambil menyelam sambil minum air”. We get 2-in-1, a good vacation and balik kampong trip. This time we are spending 4D/3N here. On the 4th day, I’ve already gained 3kg (thanks to the faithful weighing machine in the hotel’s bathroom) – hard to believe but true indeed, a kilo a day. My tummy has ballooned like a 3-month pregnant woman. No joke!
Before we dwell into my incredible weight gain, let’s talk about the hidden fact about school holiday vacation – how it has become an obligation for us parents to take the kids for a vacation. Every school holiday the first thing my kids would ask me was “Momma, we are we going for a vacation?” And every school holiday, I have to crack my head to devise a vacation plan that fits our tiny budget and taking into consideration other constrains as well. It’s not easy to travel with 4 kids (1 of them a young toddler) and a maid. Everything becomes expensive when you have a party of 7.
If we didn’t take them somewhere, more specifically to a HOTEL (regardless of the location), they would put on their long face for the entire school holiday. To my kids vacation=staying at a hotel (I’m sure this rule applies to lots of other kids as well). Back when I was a kid, school holiday means sleepover at cousins’. The difference between me and my kids are like langit & bumi!
In conclusion, apart from our obligation to feed, provide a shelter and school them, we need to add 'vacation' as an additional duty to our kids. What a lucky bunch!
Now back to my weight gain, here are the contributing factors:
Day 1
- breakfast @R&R Rawang (I had nasi lemak)
- nasi campur @Taiping (during a brief stopover at Taiping Zoo on the way to Penang)
- mee ketam @Kuala Juru (the best mee I'be ever eaten)
- nasi kandar Beratur @Jln kapitan Kling (I had to beratur for exactly an hour for our turn. The name of the place really befits the act of having to queue for a loooong time for a plate of rice. I had this at 11pm. I usually don't eat past 9pm but being in Penang made me wanna eat 24/7)
Day 2
- breakfast @hotel (as usual I'd stuff myself silly at hotel breakfast - this really is a mystery for me. I am not a breakfast person but when it comes to hotel buffet breakfast, I'd eat till my stomach can't take it anymore)
- pasembor, sotong kangkung, chee chong fun, etc @Gurney Drive (yes, I ate all of these plus a bowl of cendul)
- McDonald's (I had prosperity burger and plenty of fries)
Day 3
- breakfast @hotel
- laksa Janggus @Kampung Perlis, Balik Pulau (I had 3 bowls of laksa and pisang goreng. This place is really a jewel)
- durian @Balik Pulau
- nasi Biryani & murtabak @Hameediyah (I had both. But I love their nasi biryani more. I can just eat the nasi without the condiments. It's the best nasi biryani ever!)
Day 4
- breakfast @hotel
- biryani @Hameediyah (again!)
I wanted to upload the pictures of the eateries, but the process is taking way to long *sigh*. Since I am not a very patient chick, no pix here my friends. I am currently at my mom's where the eating spree continues...God help me!
Thursday, December 24, 2009
Chap ayam brand
I read an advertisement in The Star recently that says “Your skin is your brand.” I can’t remember the rest of the line but the tag line was too overwhelming for me to ignore. Wait a minute mister...if this was true then my brand is definitely the cap ayam one. The no class one you know...
This advertisement definitely adds to my (already) low self esteem over my severely damaged skin. The good news is after 2 sessions at New York Skin I could see some positive result...alhamdulillah. And of course, the beauty consultants tried their very best to push me to purchase other products that they say will speed up the recovery process - which of course would cost thousands of lemons (and as you’d expect it, monies that I don’t have, much less to spend). I feel that these people just simply don’t understand the phrase “I can’t afford it”. By the way, because of the severity of my skin condition, instead of every 10 days, I have to undergo treatment every 3 days instead.
I’ve also started taking tomato lycopene supplement to boost my skin recovery process. I am hoping and praying very hard to see dramatic result in the next 2 months, InsyaAllah. Otherwise, I may lose all hope at seeing my skin close to being flawless ever again *sob sob sob*.
Yesterday, my cap ayam eyes also had to be ‘repaired’ again. Looks like everything on me is chap ayam, none is top-rate brand except for my BRAIN...hahaha *perasan tahap dewa*. I suffer from a condition whereby I have excess calcium under my eyelids. But according to another doctor, it’s concretion of mucus. I seriously don’t know who to believe. But both think that the underlying problem is the lack of moisture in my eyes, and they both claimed that they have never seen such case during their entire career as eyes specialist - more specifically one is an opthamaltic surgeon and another is an opthamologist (fyi one of them is 70yrs old!) Camno tuh? My aunt once said jokingly that my dear husband is too good of a husband that I seldom cry. I need to cry more to cure my eyes...itu macam pun boleh ka?
All I know is once every 2 or 3 months, my eyes will start hurting because the calcium deposit (for the sake of writing this post, let’s call it as such) will start scratching my eyeballs. Imagine having tiny and sharp sands burried partially in your eyelids – that’s how painful it could be. It affects my eyesight as well, I've became super sensitive to light because the oil surface that protects my eyeballs has diminished significantly. Hence why you always see me wearing my dark shades. I wear them not just for the sake of gaya, but for health reasons too...please take note ok.
The only way to remove them is by manual extraction, i.e. using needles and cotton buds...got the picture? I say sudah nasib badan...*redha dan pasrah*
This advertisement definitely adds to my (already) low self esteem over my severely damaged skin. The good news is after 2 sessions at New York Skin I could see some positive result...alhamdulillah. And of course, the beauty consultants tried their very best to push me to purchase other products that they say will speed up the recovery process - which of course would cost thousands of lemons (and as you’d expect it, monies that I don’t have, much less to spend). I feel that these people just simply don’t understand the phrase “I can’t afford it”. By the way, because of the severity of my skin condition, instead of every 10 days, I have to undergo treatment every 3 days instead.
I’ve also started taking tomato lycopene supplement to boost my skin recovery process. I am hoping and praying very hard to see dramatic result in the next 2 months, InsyaAllah. Otherwise, I may lose all hope at seeing my skin close to being flawless ever again *sob sob sob*.
Yesterday, my cap ayam eyes also had to be ‘repaired’ again. Looks like everything on me is chap ayam, none is top-rate brand except for my BRAIN...hahaha *perasan tahap dewa*. I suffer from a condition whereby I have excess calcium under my eyelids. But according to another doctor, it’s concretion of mucus. I seriously don’t know who to believe. But both think that the underlying problem is the lack of moisture in my eyes, and they both claimed that they have never seen such case during their entire career as eyes specialist - more specifically one is an opthamaltic surgeon and another is an opthamologist (fyi one of them is 70yrs old!) Camno tuh? My aunt once said jokingly that my dear husband is too good of a husband that I seldom cry. I need to cry more to cure my eyes...itu macam pun boleh ka?
All I know is once every 2 or 3 months, my eyes will start hurting because the calcium deposit (for the sake of writing this post, let’s call it as such) will start scratching my eyeballs. Imagine having tiny and sharp sands burried partially in your eyelids – that’s how painful it could be. It affects my eyesight as well, I've became super sensitive to light because the oil surface that protects my eyeballs has diminished significantly. Hence why you always see me wearing my dark shades. I wear them not just for the sake of gaya, but for health reasons too...please take note ok.
The only way to remove them is by manual extraction, i.e. using needles and cotton buds...got the picture? I say sudah nasib badan...*redha dan pasrah*
Wednesday, December 16, 2009
A meaty affair for my birthday
Alhamdulillah...yesterday I celebrated my 37th birthday. Although I wish the day would never come (ever!), it was finally here yesterday. For a day, I felt like a celebrity with so many birthday wishes on my FB wall. I have never received so many birthday wishes in my entire life! I feel so blessed to have so many friends around me. I love you people!!! At this juncture, I’d like to congratulate Mr. Mark Zuckerberg for a splendid job. I say this man deserve some sort of award for making friends around the world connect and reconnect (and turning millions into addicts, including yours truly)...ngeeee
My darling hubby took a day off to celebrate my special day yesterday. For my birthday lunch, I wanted to have some meat (this doesn’t sound right somehow) and I wanted to go somewhere farther than 1U dan kawasan-kawasan yang sewaktu dengannya. So we settled for Tony Roma’s at Pavillion. I had steak, hubby and the boys had rib – a meat eating family indeed we are. Ariana had her all time favorite fish and chips. Sophie was sound asleep when we had our lunch - it was such a bliss to be able to eat peacefully without having to chase her around the restaurant (which we still ended up doing so after she woke up just before we had our desert).
After lunch, we walked around the mall aimlessly. Being surrounded by so many outlets selling beautiful, gorgeous and stunning handbags *drooling* made me feel a little bit restless. I felt like I was surrounded by a buffet of mouth watering food but can’t eat them...huwaaaa! This is why I prefer to go to 1U. I feel more at ease there...hehehe.
Now come to the fun part of any birthday celebrations, the present. My eldest son bought me a mouse that I so desperately need to farm more efficiently at Farmville...hehehe (tak tau bila nak insaf). Thank you Daniel! Kyle made me breakfast in bed with help from his big bro. He also gave me RM90 cash (this boy of mine is rich!). Thanks Kyle! My darling handsome hubby got me a surprise. Just when I told him not to buy me anything coz I had charged his card for my New York Skin treatment, he still went ahead and bought me a present (you really didn’t have to sayang). Thanks for the present baby, it was indeed a surprise, love it love it love it!!!
My birthday surprise
My darling hubby took a day off to celebrate my special day yesterday. For my birthday lunch, I wanted to have some meat (this doesn’t sound right somehow) and I wanted to go somewhere farther than 1U dan kawasan-kawasan yang sewaktu dengannya. So we settled for Tony Roma’s at Pavillion. I had steak, hubby and the boys had rib – a meat eating family indeed we are. Ariana had her all time favorite fish and chips. Sophie was sound asleep when we had our lunch - it was such a bliss to be able to eat peacefully without having to chase her around the restaurant (which we still ended up doing so after she woke up just before we had our desert).
After lunch, we walked around the mall aimlessly. Being surrounded by so many outlets selling beautiful, gorgeous and stunning handbags *drooling* made me feel a little bit restless. I felt like I was surrounded by a buffet of mouth watering food but can’t eat them...huwaaaa! This is why I prefer to go to 1U. I feel more at ease there...hehehe.
Now come to the fun part of any birthday celebrations, the present. My eldest son bought me a mouse that I so desperately need to farm more efficiently at Farmville...hehehe (tak tau bila nak insaf). Thank you Daniel! Kyle made me breakfast in bed with help from his big bro. He also gave me RM90 cash (this boy of mine is rich!). Thanks Kyle! My darling handsome hubby got me a surprise. Just when I told him not to buy me anything coz I had charged his card for my New York Skin treatment, he still went ahead and bought me a present (you really didn’t have to sayang). Thanks for the present baby, it was indeed a surprise, love it love it love it!!!
My birthday surprise
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