Dear Fuel

La la la la la .......

What would you say?

What would you do if every time you dine out something like this happens....




What would you say if your child ask you what that cute-round-little-thing in the bottle is?



When I told him it's a kind of medicine for adult only......

He started whining about his head-ache just like his Ayah had few days ago.....

God help me.....

p/s - I think I'm gonna hate Germany for a long long time...........

Kijal Photos

These are some photos of our holiday (the kids n me) in Terengganu...

The view from our room

The kids were doing these.....



Hubby's activities (apart from his "official" work).....





My reward after a hard day of playing with the kids....



p/s - I somehow didn't even manage to snap a photo of them in the pool. Maybe because I'm busy swimming as well....

Dragon Fruit Orchard in Jitra, Kedah

Last week we visited my father's friend in Jitra, Kedah. He has this awesome orchard which consists of dragon fruit, durian, manggis etc but our eyes were on the dragon fruit. It tasted nice and different. Moreover it is organic, safe and healthy....

If you are ever in Kedah, come and visit this place and experience the 3 in 1...

Dragon fruit
Restaurant on a hill
Home stay with the villagers

Between chicken, fuel and kandaq...

I'm still in a confused state. After recovering, I'm slapped with the price hike .... everywhere....
The other day, I bought a whole chicken for RM12 !!!!





Fuel cost escalated... Hubby complained that his bike now needs approx RM19 for a full tank! LOL!!!!
We wanted to convert our "lorry" to NGV but there's only one station in Prai.... how come????? How then???




I didn't watch last night's game but heard hubby laughed and cheered. I don't know why I'm now so sleepy... I'm gonna try to stay awake tonight....

Hubby promised to take me for a round of Nasi Kandaq tonight while the kids are at their Qiraati class. They'll have to settle for pasta for today though....

I've been sick. Pretty sick that I paid no intention to my blogging and mails for a full week.

Alhamdulillah...I've recovered. I'm back....

p/s - Nadal won again....
Euro 08, here I come....

The Champion

I woke up only to watch the extra time. The best 30 mins ever!!!

I was there when Ronaldo missed.
I was there when JT slipped.
I was there when they hailed the tropy.....

in the hotel room.....under the blanket...beside my Atief.....

What a fight... what a game....

Lalalalala....

Awana Kijal

I'm now blogging from AwanaKijal. The kids and I are following hubby on his working trip and now here we are! I'm taking a break again.. but only from cooking and house-cleaning... I still have to take care of the kids...mind you!

Our activity in the morning was swimming around the pool area until the kids were tired and cold and hungry. Hahaha!!!

After lunch, Atief got his quick nap and now I'm surfing and blogging while waiting for the kids to finish up their PS2 game. Next we are going to the beach..

Need to get some fresh air... they are quarelling again!!!!

Can't wait for tonite's match. Hope Chelshit will go down .....hard....

Photos will be downloaded after we go back to Penang....

Bye!

Sedim Retreat

A retreat to Sedim Eco Theme Park in Kulim will make you appreciate our mother nature. And so for 3 days 2 nights, we had no-tv fun filled activities. A trip to remember...

The chalets are a bit pricey though...

We enjoyed having fun in the water for 3 full days.

This is the longest tree top walk in the world. It crosses Sedim River and the view was breathtaking.

We found this while we were having lunch at a restaurant in the middle of nowhere.....

Need I say more?

I LOVE YOU

I consider myself lucky to having both side of parents around. Better still, they are healthy and at times pretended to be one....

Anyway, to all parents out there, I LOVE YOU!

My lovely Mama and young-at-heart Papa

My hyperactive FIL. Sorry Ayah!

My never-know-tired MIL.

I got an SMS and would like to share it with all of you...

A woman has strengths that amaze man
She can handle trouble and carry heavy burdens
She holds happiness, love and opinions
She smiles when she feels like screaming
She sings when she feels like crying
Cries when she's happy
And laughs when she's afraid
Her love is unconditional
There's only one thing wrong with her
She sometimes forgets what she is worth....

I read I eat and screaammmmm

Readings for the week

Sweat sour for the kids and masak lemak for hubby
As for me, I wallop both....

Not long ago I read about a UMS student who was abducted, raped and mutilated. The news sent all parents go haywire especially those who have daughters studying all across Malaysia and abroad. This morning, I received an email informing that the poor girl is now dead from extreme trauma. If it's true, my condolences to the girl's family....

He won, they won

He did it in Monte Carlo and to put icing on the cake, he beat the Rog!

"I was just thinking to try and lose the set 6-2, not 6-0, and go for a third set with good feelings," said Nadal. - This is the meaning of a true fighter. Never say die attitude which apparently lacking in our badminton players....

He even managed to win the doubles!

Well, bend down baby, bend down.....




Update:

Man U did what they did best. They kicked Barca's ass!!!!
Deco claimed that United will be full of fear as just one Barca goal will leave their European Cup final dreams in tatters.
Tatters my foot!

Yeah rite!

And he missed the penalty...

Lalalala...

^$#@(&%*^!!!!!

OMG!!!! The Augusta Masters is on.... I'd better watch my Astro now before hubby gets back and switch to his Golf Channel.... I thought of locking the channel but ...hihihi..

What is so good about golf anyway? Is it a sport? Anyone who has a stick can play golf...even if you are 9 months pregnant! Gosh... Anyway, let me tell you about this new happening club.

In Europe, it is Wives and Girlfriends (WAG) for football players. Posh Spice is still one of them where all they do is shopping, shopping and more shopping.I would like to start a new club which coincidently is WAG as well but rather different in its meaning. It is Wives Against Golf club. I’m not totally against golf but I just think that it is a silly, tiring, boring, time consuming and cost-money game. Why in the world would you hit a small ball and then go searching for it just to hit it over and over again till it gets into a small hole? Winston Churchill once described golf as “…a game whose aim is to hit a very small ball into an even smaller hole, with weapons singularly ill-designed for the purpose.” I can’t agree with you more, Churchill!

If you want to be in the WAG club, rules are:-

1. Your husband must play golf.
2. You don’t play golf.

It is as simple as that.

What I know best about golf is Tiger Woods. He is a legend. His 2007 PGA Tour money list is $4,274,091. He earned almost $12 million in prize money in 2005 and another $75 million off the course to increase his career income to more than a half-billion dollars. In little more than nine seasons as a professional, Woods has earned $66 million in prize money worldwide, some of it as unofficial earnings. Assuming Woods continues on the same earnings trajectory, Golf Digest projects that Woods will reach the $1 billion mark in career earnings by the end of 2010.

The money is so tempting and so I decided to continue my son’s golf lessons. Who knows in 10 years time he wants (or forced by me) to turn pro and starts earning more than I or hubby could have in our entire life? I’m not asking him to be Tiger Woods but KJ Choi perhaps? I tried to persuade hubby to let me try the game but sadly it fell on deaf ears. I know I could be an average golfer considering my all-rounder talent….Ehm…

Nevertheless, to all women out there, you are welcome to join me at my self-made WAG club. What we do is just bitching around.... But then again, Iman dearest, just show me the money!! (imagine Tom Cruise in Jerry Maguire).

2 + 2

Two bad news:

1. Malaysian double badminton team lost to China in India recently. They were so determined in the first half but lost everything in the second and rubber sets. They still lack the confidence and I’m still skeptic with their attitude….

2. Nadal lost again. Damnnnn…

Two good news:

1. Ferrari wins in Bahrain which ended Massa’s misfortunes in the first two races. Although Kimi got second, he still maintained his super-cool face which to me is expressionless…

2. Man U won and and they’ll be waiting anxiously for Roma to come for the 2^nd leg in Manchester…hahaha..

It all started when my father brought me to Darulaman Stadium to watch Hijau Kuning play. I will always ask him to get me the VIP ticket so that I could watch the players walkout from the dressing room and browse some of the cute guys. I even dated one of them but it only lasted one date for he respected my father too much to carry on with the puppy love. Ahaks!!
Mind you this was ages ago…

Now, I’m sorry to say that Malaysian football is a disgrace to watch. It’s all about politics and the passion is somehow or rather gone with the wind. I’d rather stick to EPL and FA Cup. No hanky panky.. just purely football!

I really hope MU will go on to win the Champions League. This legacy of supporting MU has and is still passed on for generations from my Papa to my uncles and now me. I’m trying to coax my son to accept the burden of being another MU supporter but to no avail. Hubby proved to be a strong challenger since he is an ABU (anything but united) fan. I won’t give up till the fat lady sings though… I’m hoping for MU to win to strenghten the case but kids nowadays have their own set of preference....

Monstermom is back !

Life’s been quite hard these past few months but I tried my very best to charge my brain with few tennis and football matches. I was glued in front of the tv last month for the Australian Open and am glad that I did even though it was at the expense of my kids. They complained to hubby that they were not allowed to play outside. No way! Not without my supervision.

Iman : How about today Ibu! Can we go cycling?

Ibu : Sorry, Nadal is playing and Justine will be up next. For your information, we won’t go anywhere for the rest of this week and next week since Australia Open is going to the 3rd round and all my favourite players are still in the game.

Iman : If that’s the case, can Nana and me play badminton in front of the house? Keep the door open so you could see us while we play… please..please

Ibu : I can’t do that! Look what hapenned to Sharlini.. do you want to be kidnapped like her?

Iman : No..

Ibu : In that case, you’ll have to play inside this house. There are lots of things that I bought to keep you, Nana and Atief entertained for the rest of the week…or even your entire life. ( I was holding myself not to smile…it was so hard!)

Iman : This is not fair! You can’t do this to us!

Ibu : Watch me!

Iman : I’m telling Ayah about this.

Ibu : I think you’d better save your voice Iman. You know how much your Ayah likes to watch tennis with me….HAHAHAHA!!!!

Iman : You are so mean! I’m calling TokMak and Tok Wan!

You must think I’m a bad mother….
Nadal lost…hhmmm….
I am a Monstermom….

p/s - Sony Ericsson Open is going to the semis..... Muahahaha!!! And this time Nadal is still alive and kicking baby!

People Power

I'm reading the paper again after few weeks of boicotting it.
When I read the first few pages, I'll smile...
and still smiling...
Isn't it nice...
La la la la la la....

The people has spoken!

SMILE !

I got this from Forum Mykmu, just in time for our general election. Enjoy!

While walking down the street one day a Malaysian politician is tragically hit by a truck and dies. His soul arrives in heaven and he is met by an angel at the entrance.

"Welcome to heaven," says the angel. "Before you settle in, it seems there is a problem. We seldom see a high official around these parts, you see, so we're not sure what to do with you."

"No problem, just let me in," says the man. "Well, I'd like to, but I have orders from higher up. What we'll do is have you spend one day in hell and one in heaven. Then you can choose where to spend eternity."

"Really, I have made up my mind. I want to be in heaven," says the Yang Berhormat. "I'm sorry, but we have our rules," says the angel. And with that, the angel escorts him to the elevator and he goes down, down, down to hell.

The doors open and he finds himself in the middle of a green golf course. In the distance is a clubhouse and standing in front of it are all his friends and other politicians who had worked with him. Everyone is very happy and dressed in the finest batik there is. They run to greet him, shake his hand, and reminisce about the good times they had while getting rich at the expense
of the people. They play a friendly game of golf and then indulge themselves on lobsters, caviar and the most expensive food there is. Present together is the devil, who really is a very friendly guy who has a good time dancing and telling jokes.

They are having such a good time that before he realizes it, it is time to go. Everyone gives him a hearty farewell and waves while the elevator rises. The elevator goes up, up, up and the door reopens on heaven where the angel is waiting for him. "Now it' s time to visit heaven."

So, 24 hours pass with the Yang Berhormat joining a group of contented souls moving from cloud to cloud, playing the harp and singing. They have a good time and, before he realizes it, the 24 hours have gone by and the angel returns. "Well, then, you've spent a day in hell and another in heaven. Now choose your eternity."

The Yang Berhormat reflects for a minute, then he answers: "Well, I would never have said it before, I mean heaven has been delightful, but I think I am better off in hell."

So the angel escorts him to the elevator and he goes down, down, down to hell. Now the doors of the elevator open and he's in the middle of a barren land covered with waste and garbage. He sees all his friends, dressed in rags, picking up the trash and putting it in black bags as more trash falls from above. The devil comes over to him and puts his arm around his shoulder.

"I don't understand," stammers the Yang Berhormat. "Yesterday I was here and there was a golf course and clubhouse, and we ate lobster and caviar, drank champagne, and danced and had a great time. Now there's just a wasteland full of garbage and my friends look miserable. What happened?"

The devil looks at him, smiles and says, "Yesterday we were campaigning, just like you did during an election...... Today you voted."

Here comes the Prime Minister

I thought that the Parliment had been dissolved.
In a way, there should be no more Prime Minister or any other minister...
There should be a care-taker council plus maybe the Armed Forces Chief working under Malaysian Agong??? I'm confused...
Then why all this "Minister joining the people"...frying kueyteow or processing prawns????
I saved the best for last.
My son proudly told me last Friday that the Prime Minister will be coming to his school.... to launch an interactive education project.... Wow! What a timing huh!
UWAAAA!!!!!!