RelaXing Monday..

Took the day off yesterday to collect Taufiq’s passport from ICA. We are planning a little day trip to Malacca on sunday with some frens and I am hoping it will open my husband’s eyes to some big travelling. I have always wanted to do a family trip with my hubby’s side to Malaysia. But well, some things will never change and no point sulking. Frens are our next family hence we decided to go with them.

So after collecting the passport, I had the whole day to myself and mom’s kitchen. I recently came across a banana cake recipe online and decided to give it a try. The result was a very soft cake screaming BANANAS!! hehe forgot to take pictures and by the time I remembered, the cake was gone into my hungry cousins’ stomachs. Just realised how much I miss baking.. Being a working mum is so taxing and time consuming that I rarely have the energy to even think about baking. Anyway, will try and get some baking done on my days off..

Remember my previous blog on the bento lunch box.. Ha! Managed to buy one from Isetan but its not really bento.. Wateva! It still a lunchbox and was on sale. Comes in four compartments complete with a thermal carrier. And I am proud to mention that I brought lunch from home.. even added in a bit of fruits for the complete healthy meal..  haiz! **dizzy with excitement** why does that gives me a feel of achievement? And I have planned my next lunch.. cheese macaroni inspired by my BBJ!! Love you BBJ!! Will let ya know how it goes..

Guilty or not Guilty?

GUILTY OR INNOCENT?

RULE 1: You can only say Guilty or Innocent. (Guilty= you have done it, Innocent= you havn’t done it)

 RULE 2 You are not allowed to explain anything unless someone messages you and asks! Now, here’s what you’re supposed to do… And please do not spoil the fun. Copy and paste this into your blog, delete my answers, type in your answers and tag 10 of your friends to answer this. Then see what happens.

– Asked someone to marry you? – Guilty

-Danced on a table in a bar? – Innocent

- Ever told a lie? – Guilty

-Had feelings for someone whom you can’t have back? – Guilty

- Kissed a picture? – Guilty

-Slept in until 5 PM? – Guilty

-Fallen asleep at work/school? – Guilty 

-Held a snake? – Guilty

-Been suspended from school/college? – Almost Guilty (if there is such a word)

-Worked at a fast food restaurant? – Innocent

-Been fired from a job? – Innocent 

-Done something you regret? – Guilty

-Laughed until something you were drinking came out your nose? – Guilty 

-Caught a snowflake on your tongue? – Innocent

-Kissed in the rain? – Guilty

-Sat on a roof top? – Innocent

-Sang in the shower? – Guilty

-Been pushed into a pool with all your clothes on? – into the sea actually  Guilty

-Shaved your head? – Innocent

 -Had a boxing membership? – Innocent

-Made a boyfriend/girlfriend cry? – Guilty

-Been in a band? – Guilty

 -Shot a gun? – Innocent 

-Donated Blood? – Innocent

-Eaten alligator meat? – Innocent 

-Eaten cheesecake? – Guilty of eating the best cheescake in SG, Hilton’s American cheesecake!! 

-Still love someone you shouldn’t? – Guilty

-Have/had a tattoo? – Innocent

 -Liked someone, but will never tell who? – Innocent

-Been too honest? – Guilty

-Ruined a surprise? – Innocent

-Ate in a restaurant and got really bloated that you cant walk afterwards? – Guilty

-Erased someone in your friends list? – Innocent

-Dressed in a woman’s clothes (if you’re a guy) or man’s clothes (if you’re a girl)? – Innocent

-Joined a pageant? -Innocent 

-Been told that you’re handsome or beautiful by someone who totally meant what they said? – Guilty

-Get totally drunk one night and you have an important exam tomorrow morning? – Innocent

-Get totally angry that you cried so hard? – Guilty

erm.. tag 10 people! Pple pls help urself!

dreaming of packed lunches..

I am suddenly inspired to blog to publicly declare my latest fascination with bento lunch boxes.  Ah! thats why I am dreaming about packed lunches. I am never a person for home cooked food. If you let me, I’ll rather eat out every single meal. Wat can I possibly cook for a party of four that includes a mother in law who will not put a morsel of wat i cook just in case its poisoned.. hehe! actual reason being she is real real “IFO” no no not UFO but IFO.. wat it means is indian- food-only person. So does that explain why I hate to cook? hardly I know but wth? nvm! back to bento boxes.

Originating from Japan, these boxes are so pretty, they make me wanna bring lunch from home. The Japanese people are so creative and come up with the most weirdest creations. They even have a egg shaper to shape the boiled egg into cars, stars, hearts well you name it, they’ll come with it. So off I go to Isetan to get one for myself and hopefully bring healthy home cooked lunch from Monday onwards.. Oh God! All it took was a picture of bento box..

I’ve got email!!

I am getting excited over every email that comes into my mailbox. crazy right!! I just got in touch with a long lost fren and we are sending emails to each other.. so that should explain my excitement. so many questions, so many answers.. no wonder I used to love talking to her as time always flew when I meet her..

Taufiq is reaching his one year milestone soon.. cant believe my boy has grown so fast.. he now walks like humpty dumpty and after about six steps, he gets lazy and starts crawling again.. I am gonna miss his crawling and winding around our legs when he finally starts walking properly. He is also his father’s boy now!! I do get jealous when I see how he prefers his daddy over me but when he is not well and cranky, its me he looks for. yah! I get to do the dirty job.. but I am not complaining. I suppose he knows daddy is only good for playtime and useless at other stuffs!!

My mil has started her nonsense again? Oh! you not pregnant this month too? Yes Mother In Law!! and I am not thinking of getting pregnant at least for the next one year. Let me enjoy my son’s activities first before I get busy with a second one..

Oh! I just got another email from her… bye guys!!

I am tired of competing with the shop for your attention…

I am sick and tired of your “why cant you understand? Why dont you understand?pls understand!”

 How about understanding me for a change? How about showing me the same amount of concern and time you spent worrying abt wat’s going to happen to the shop? How about spending some happy time with your wife and son? How about sleeping peacefully without any calls?

I am done with showing you sympathies. Not anymore!! I live my life, not dictated by others. So for now, you get wat you deserve – silence from me!

a fright!

As if losing my maternal grandmother wasnt enuf, my dadima (paternal grandma) gave us a scare this morning.  Went over to my mom’s place to send Taufiq. While I was there, amma asked to make dosa for dada and dadima.. I have been extra nice to my mil after nani passed away cos I realised life is too short for hating anyone. So I thought amma was doing the same.Amma: ‘Dadima not feeling well. Poor her! she didnt sleep at all!’  Yah but she’ll get well once she steps outside the house I thought. I left for work. Called my aunt to issue her ticket and she said ”hold onto to ticketing first cos dadima not well.. They have called the ambulance” I almost fell off my chair. Called amma and she was unable to talk to me **she was too frightened** . Seems Dadima had chest pain, couldnt breathe properly and was seeing everything in double. They brought her to TTSH A&E. The doctor saw her and admitted her.

Now we are waiting for her to be warded and we still dunno wat is wrong with her..

I still cant believe she is gone..

My family is back..

They changed their flight to a day earlier as some had work commitments and will be flying back for the 40th day prayers. Amma unpacked and she took out a sherwani which Nani had handpicked for Taufiq. Its was beautiful. As always.  Her selection in colours and design had always been nice.  I have always been proud of the fact that I had two sets of living grandparents at this age of 26. Now I dun.. That night, I silently cried myself to sleep. 

I typed this on Monday but somehow was feeling sad to continue.  But at the same time, I will not let this entry rot in my draft box.

 

22nd Oct.. A day too painful to remember!

As any other thursdays, I got up early to sweep, mop the house and wash the kitchen. I had just finished putting the kitchen towels to laundry when I heard Taufiq crying. He cries when he wakes up and finds himself alone in the room. I went to the room and carried him in one hand while keeping the mop and pail away.

 Then I heard my hp ringing and it was from Home Sweet Home meaning it was my mum. I had a very bad feeling. Amma will not call me at 7.45am just to say hi! I answered the call and she was crying. In between her sobs, I only understood that somebody had passed away but who??..  I cant really recall wat happen after that. According to my husband, I was about to pass out when he got hold of me and my mil who woke up from the noise, snatched Taufiq from my arms.

It was only when my mil repeated that it was my nani (maternal grandmother) in India that I started crying.  And I couldnt stop.. I felt so guilty. She had been unwell before Ramzan and hospitalised due to the sores on her legs **she was diabetic**. I only called her on the second day of Eid to ask her hows her health. My! She was so ANGRY! she ticked me off for calling so many days later but eventually she became normal and was asking about Taufiq and FK.

I bathed and we went to my mamu’s house which is on the 6th floor. I hugged mamu and asked him repeatedly is it really her or somebody else? But his tears answered my question. No point crying when she is gone. I set about trying to settle the flight for 10 immediate family members. Luckily the rest 8, not so immediate members, did their own arrangements. Managed to get Air India for the night and started getting them prepared for their flight. Somehow the day passed. Went back home with my mom to help her pack. Taufiq was an extra good boy and played by himself not wanting attention from anybody.

The scene at the airport was too heartbreaking. All solemn faces.. Eventually eighteen grieving passengers left on both Air India and Air India Express.

Once they went in, we left for home, each to our individual lives. I called Nana and he couldnt say anything except ‘she left us’. My two aunts (No.1 and No.4) who were with my nani when she breathed her last, still couldnt believe she was gone. They kept saying she was fine the night before and all her medical conditions were under control. But I suppose if you have to go, you have to go no matter wat. I couldnt console them anymore and said my salaams. Sleep was evasive.

The group eventually arrived at Mutlur, at 4am local time and preparations went ahead. And the next time I called them, my nani was already in ground.

I miss her. I really do. I just wish I could have been a better granddaughter!

A fren’s love story..

broken up with my galfriend. Life is so empty without her. - 30jul

falling in love again is so fun. I met her at a club - 15 Aug

My new galfriend having her menses – 18th Aug

love my darling so much that i move in with her – 26th Aug

We are trying for a baby – 30th aug

Just some shoutouts from a friend’s profile on his love life. 

**wats wrong with men?!?!?!?**

Aadat..

I was listening to a song titled Aadat and got reminded of a certain someone. Well.. that did stop me short cos I haven thought abt the person in like three years..  I just wonder if things would have been different if I had listened to his nonsense. Thank God! I was sane enough to keep going with my chosen life. I used to laugh about his love for me to my sis in law. Though she didnt actually tell me straight, I somehow had feeling she was worried abt me making the wrong move.  Fast forward 2 yrs and 10 mths, I am happily married with a cute bouncy boy, who doesnt keep still by the way. I can now look back with no regrets.. Thank you Allah for blessing me with a blissful life!