Aloq Staq

Hubby managed to squeeze in our “balik kampung” trip to Kedah in his so called “BZ” schedule. First stop, my grandmother’s house in Guar Chempedak, Gurun. I lived with my Tok Nab when I was 6 till 10 yrs old. Tok Nab still cooks the best gulai and nasik goreng. Tok Nab prepared a room for us with the “seghon” (kelambu) already in place. Reminiscence of childhood days haunts me to sleep.

Next morning, we were served with my favourite “manggis kat belakang rumah tok”. Pak Lon (my uncle) managed to climb the tree after so many years just to treat us. How sweet !!!

While mama was brushing back her skill in “kupaih buah nyiok”, I managed to grab some more manggis. Yummy!!!

Later we ( my parents, Pak Lang n family, PakJang
n family, Pak Ndak n family and us ) decided to go for a picnic at titi serong, Yan. It’s a nice waterfall and we had a lovely picnic. The kids had so much fun in the water though it was so cold.
Imagine having lunch ( tok’s cooking ) after a splash in the water. Yummy some more !

On the way back to Guar Chempedak, we drove pass my old school, Sek Keb Langkasuka, Yan. That’s were I went to school when I lived with my Tok Nab. Those were the days when I really enjoyed my school days. The games I used to play were “zero point” and “batu tujuh”. I wonder where my long lost friends could be doing now – Julie, Zeti, Hanida, Juriah. It was Yesterday Once More…..

Padang besar, here we come ! People may say that I’m a cheapskate but what the heck. The view to Padang Besar was spectacular. We passed thru acres and acres of “ladang tebu”. It was an hour journey. Upon reaching there we went separate ways. Hubby looked for his jeans/shirt shop while I went looking around for some handbag, tudung, pants, shoes and blouse. The kids were just happy enough to play with bubbles with tok wan and tok mak around the court yard area. In the end, everybody was happy. Hubby got his jeans n shirts, me got a handbag, corduroy, blouse and some clothes for the kids, Iman got a police toy set, Nana got her bunnies n dolls…some more, Atif got his golf set, Mama bought cheap n delicious durian while papa bought another orchids to add to his collections. Believe it or not we got most of the stuff cheaper by 50 % compared to KL prices. The next day, off to KL.

Aloq Staq, I’ll be back.

Holiday news

We said hello to Atuk in Sepang. Apparently he had gone back to his “tebang pisang n kemas kebun” just two weeks after his stay at IJN. We cannot say anything. He’s just so damn hard core son of a gun………hahaha… as long as he’s happy, its ok. Hope he’s not overdoing it.

Out of boredom, hubby n me tried our skill at declaring war with “nyamuk”. This time we were not that lucky. We only managed to kill a few. Our record is about 50. Will try again the next time we cross each others’ path. So long…. Suckerrrrrrrrrrr……

Sadly, yesterday we sold our Avanza. She had contributed so much to us. Nevertheless, life goes on. All the best with your new family. Sob! Sob! Will get another Toyota in the near future. Hmmm….

Was practicing netball few days ago when suddenly *&^%%^^%&*. Feel on my face…flat on the court. OUCH!!! Luckily I’m still pretty… its just my mouth. Its gonna be fine in a few more days. Can't smile that wide now though…ohhhh… still hurts.

Why women luv World Cup

There have been endless stories about how the World Cup is the worst time for women. That a lot of women go grey because men take the excuse to spend time with the "other woman". Well let me prove that this stupid theory is totally absurd! We (the women of course) should teach them a lesson on how we felt when they drooled watching Miss Universe, Miss World, Miss this and that.

You don't find many men on the streets of our city who are built like those world cup fellows. Not to mention the tall, strong, handsome, rich, famous, and a couple of them fairly intelligent. This World Cup will go down as the most painful for men in a long time. I can’t wait till the players take off their shirts in celebration after they have scored. This action reveals well-chiseled bodies with fabulous abdomens. Man, this is what you call “the man”. Even with their shirts on, the rippling thighs alone and surge of speed at which these players perform is overwhelming.

I suspect very few men dare move about even in their homes bare chest during this season because they are afraid - or know - that their better halves are making comparisons. I have noticed that the most hysterical screams during this World Cup have come from women. I guess this is because they get two shows for the price of one. They watch the best game in the planet, and get to watch the longest running male beauty pageant as a bonus.

Let’s leave the Brazilian team to the men. The players only know how to dance with the ball. Let the men look at their feet. Now, we on the other hand, should focus on the Italian, Spanish, Portugal and other teams that have a bunch of models playing good football. Enjoy the mesmerizing charm of Casillas, Totti, Raul, Christiano Ronaldo, Del Piero, Nesta, Ilhan Mansiz, Yoshikatsu Kawaguchi and argh.. too many to mention.

So girlzz, enjoy!

Weekend issues

My beloved parents came down from Kedah to attend some weddings during the weekend.







As usual, the kids got new set of clothes n a pair of sunglass each.
On Saturday, we went to Bandar Baru Bangi wedding. The salad was nice. After that off to IJN to visit my father in-law. Sadly kids are only allowed on Saturday n Sunday at 4pm onwards so the kids had to wait downstairs.


Then on Sunday, another wedding at Gombak. My lovely princess was so eager to pose with the bride. The boys r runnnin around...can't wait to go back.





After that, we visited Atuk at IJN. This time around, they managed to see Atuk. Atuk is still recovering. Insyaallah, he'll be discharged in a few days.

It's barber time!!! Usually Atief will try to avoid his monthly haircut by Ayah. Maybe he's afraid of the machinery/the sound/the shake.... To make matters worst, he ate his own hair! By hook or by crook Ayah had to finish up as quickly as possible. Here comes Si Botak dari Gunung Keriang!

Happy Mother's Day - A Proud Mother I Am

Happy mother's day to me. A happy and proud mother I am. Why? Few weeks ago, my hyper-active boy was awarded with Anugerah Pelajar Cemerlang for Year 1 ( best 5 students). Week after, my so slow, clumpsy and accident prone sweet girl won the 4 X 25m relay event at district level!!!! She'll be representing her district at state level next.
I thot it would be the other way around but... whatever it is, this is the best mother's day gift a mum could ever ask for.....

Come labour day, we went to Aquaria KLCC. Parked the
car at Sri Petaling and took STAR. First time for the kids tho. As usual they were so excited bout it. On the way back via STAR LRT, Atief was already tired n slept ...kesian dia....We had a nice outing

Went back to Sepang...inlaw's hse. Kids (Iman n Nana) so happy having the chance to play with their cousinssss..
Never missed a chance for a ride with atok around kampung. The youngest still crying... dont wanna join the ride. Takut maybe...
Me, hubby n atif spent most evening sleeping. Atif still recovering from his demam while abg n kakak busy running around.
Went to Mydin n passed thru LCC.
Had a nice rest in Sepang. Now back to home sweet home. Hubby will be in Butterworth for a week after this. Got this whole comp for myself. hehe...