Hush now...lil baby...

We often overlook the unconditional parental love and guidance over possessiveness. Maybe to some extent, its true. Most parents will say that you’ll only know the feelings when you are a parent yourself. That is spot on. I picked up an extract from Eminem’s song…how fitting…

Parents will want the best for all their children. How cliche it sounds, the children are bound to mock. There's a joke that if you see someone (in your opinion) is disgusting - you'll say,"...only his/her mother will love her." A case in hand will be when I saw Opi rolling in the tar yesterday...he was all covered with black tar and sweaty, his cheeks were smudged with chilli sauce and some of the workers were screaming bloody murder at him to stay away from their tar. I came quickly, pulled him out of the tar...and all I saw was my son's twinkling eyes. At that particular moment, all I wanted to do was snap his picture and treasure it for times to come. Because I know (or I fear that) he will forget that moment.

Now for the song...

Now hush little baby, don't you cry
Everything's gonna be alright
Stiffen that upper lip up little lady, i told ya
Mummy's here to hold ya through the night

And if you ask me too
Daddy's gonna buy you a mockingbird
I'll give you the world
I'll buy a diamond ring for you
I'll sing for you

I'll do anything for you to see you smile
And if that mockingbird don't sing and that ring don't shine
I'll break that birdies neck I'd go back to the jeweller who sold it to ya
And make him eat every carat don't fuck with dad (haha)

Green Monster

**A scene in an electrical shop in a certain shopping centre**

A man was browsing around, looking at the range of washing machines when a young saleslady came and asked him if he needed any help. So the man said, yes and continued looking through.

“Abang kerja kat *** ye?” the saleslady said while staring at the man’s t-shirt. The company’s logo was sewn across the t-shirt (obviously!).

“Yes, why?”

“Abang berpangkat ye?” The saleslady continued.

“Huh?”

“Abang nampak macam berpangkat…macam orang kaya-kaya…”

“Errmm..”

“Betul ni…abang kaya ye?”

Ok...enough is enough, woman! Can’t you see the man’s wife is this bleached blonde bitch!!

I was (and still am) utterly appalled by the sheer audacity of these young girls nowadays. They will just go up to any man – whom they assume fulfill their criteria and…try their luck.

If the girl continue doing that to 20 men – maybe one will call her back. If she does so to 50 men – maybe one will truly has money to splurge on her. Maybe she will be the next Norjuma…

This is just playing the theory of probability, right? Or like what people say, lempar jer pukat…mana tau untung rugi – To catch a big fish, just throw the fishing net for you don’t know your luck.

By the way – its Sen Heng at Alamanda. There you go…

There's a reason why this post is in green...my jealousy monster is definitely on a rampage...

Finally...

Finally - I’ve given up on posting pictures on my blog. The company I’m working with has this strict policy that restrict staff from downloading “unfamiliar and non-work related” softwares. There goes Hello!

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Finally – Mak’s house is ready. How I wish I could post the exquisite pictures of Mak’s house. Yes – after 4 months of dusty cement, noisy knocking and ear-deafening drillings…the house is finally renovated. Its rather majestic-looking, I’d say. From the wrought iron automatic gate to the newly refurbished porch – Odin’s car is now parked under a grand plaster ceiling porch with a zesty-looking copper fan!

“I don’t know when our house gonna have all these...” I lamented to Jim Bob.

“Never…” was his simple reply.

Yup. Probably never. Nevertheless the best feeling is the proud looks on Mak and Abah’s faces when we wow-ed our way in.

Dodek and Lolita – Odin’s room is now the grandest. Ain’t it fun being the youngest? He has his mini gym, overlooking the front field and he’s charging 5 bucks if anyone wants to use his toilet!

Anyway, you’ll have a look yourselves when you come back to Malaysia.

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Finally - Opi has his computer. Husband installed so many games on it that Opi, Aboy, Apiz and Husband just couldn’t stop playing! Isya and I were so dead bored that both of us fell asleep a couple of times in front of the TV.

I can never get the hang of playing games. Isya too. So both of us went to the nearby hair salon and prettied ourselves up. Needless to say, none of them realized that we were gone and none of them noticed our hair…sigh.

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Finally Isya has her own hamsters. Her Mama and Pak Jai gave her two of their newly born hamsters. She looks at them day and night. She pinches them and strokes them all the time. She loves to pick up the wood shavings and cover the hamsters with them. Frankly if the two hamsters last one week – I’d be surprised.

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All the ‘finally’ in one weekend.

Its funny how the word 'finally' actually marks a new beginning.