I'm back...

...after so long.

I can't believe it's been about 2 weeks that I haven't written anything. Guess I was busier than I thot!

And there's the heat issue... It's just been so hot and scorching that I dreaded having to go out, even to fetch the boys from school. And the boys were still up and down with fever because of the heat...

Newspaper headlines have not been exhilirating either. Myanmar. China. Sad. All so sad.

My sister-in-law gave birth to a pretty baby girl on 6 May. Zara Zulaikha. The first granddaughter for my mother-in-law, the earlier 5 being boys.

A day before mother's day I had my mum stay with me at my place. Just a getaway from her routine with my dad, hee hee. I took her out for lunch with my sister at Pavilion, showed her the place and how KLites hang out. On mother's day, we all hung out at the Curve, shopped for a pair of new sandals for my mum, as advised by her physician. After trying out about 30 pairs, finally a pair of Hush Puppies made her happy. Phewh, but worth the time coz she's happy now, no more complaints about pain in the feet or the knees.

I had much earlier gotten a new handphone from darling husband for mother's day. My old one went kaput after thing2 threw it down the stairs. After that I was using a friend's old phone on loan. This new one is from the Nokia Nseries. Cool... and I can load up lots of my boys' goony acts on it! New things are great, but with any new phone, there's the info transfer that needed to be done. So, imagine that...

Came the water problem. Somehow water was not being pumped up to the tank, water was only available at the front porch and in the kitchen. So, you can imagine how that went, and it's still not settled, coz the Syabas registered plumber refused to make any repairs while Syabas is still doing works in the Cheras and Pandan areas. Sigh... hanging in there...

Then there was Teacher's Day. Made 67 chocolate baskets for Esfahan's teachers at Sekolah Desa Pandan. This was ordered by the PIBG at a extremely low budget, so it was my community service. But everyone was happy in the end, and that's what matters most. On top of this, I also made 7 gifts for the teachers who teach Esfahan in 1 Elit.

At Damascus's kindy Krista, I made 8 gifts, for the teachers plus the caregivers. They were happy, Damascus was happy, so I was happy.

I also made a choc basket for Esfahan's piano teacher and a decorative plate for his speech&drama teacher. All were happy. Peewit!

Then darling husband went on his company trip to Bangkok. My mum came over to keep me and the boys company for 5 days. During his absence, there was still the water problem, and the heat. Marrakesh would throw tantrums at night coz he was just too hot to sleep, and this kept me awake. And the maid, who comes in 7-7 mon-sat, went awol coz her baby was sick at home, so she too had not had sleep, and she ended up falling sick too. Aaaaaaaaa!!!! But I soon got reinforcement from my ever so faithful and highly reliable sister. She came in to help my mum mind thing1 and thing2 while I chauffered cat in the hat for his piano and drama classes.

Somewhere along the way I must have twisted something in my left knee coz it feels a bit swollen and heavy now, making it hard for me to run up and down the stairs. Not to mention the pain in my waist and back. I must get another massage. This time a full body massage. Been thinking of going to the fish spa too. And maybe crop my hair short, coz I really can't take the heat anymore...

And newspaper headlines are still sad. Politics. Bitter politics. Sigh...

It's been hectic

With the boys. With work. With the boys falling sick. With the darling husband's birthday. And the boys still sick. Sigh....



But the worst had been when our friend's 12day infant son passed away from heart complications. Apparently he was born lacking 1 major valve in the heart. And the doctors at the hospital had not detected this earlier on....? Sungai Buluh hospital. Sad..........This is one area where I'm really bad at. I'm not good at dealing with deaths of a child. And, I was very mad at the hospital. No doubt it's all God's will. But there are things we can do. And I'm quite sure things like this can be detected during pregnancy. And, upon birth a full scan would detect it too, so immediate action can be taken to do what needs to be done, instead of waiting a few days till the child shows abnormal signs then only taking action. At least we can then say we had tried and done our best. Sad.....



Thing1 and thing2 have been having tonsilitis these past few days and I've put them on antibiotics. And yesterday I allowed them to spend the afternoon in the pool at my aunt's house. She made some spaghetti and yummy desserts, just simply, to celebrate her 4th grandchild's 11th birthday. It was darling husband's birthday too, so I brought along a cheesecake. No, not from my kitchen. Isetan's cake shop. So, we had chocolate fudge cake for Adam Aliff and blueberry cheesacake for darling husband. Hmm...yumm yumm. And my aunty had made caramel pudding and 'buah melaka'. Yumm, yumm, yumm...Then the kids and the dads splashed in the pool; my 20month old thing2 was actually jumping into the water! Not scared! Hmm... and now they're down...



This weekend I have to amend my proposal to my client and show them again monday or tuesday for their final ok. Some have said that the country will be hit by a financial tsunami this june, july. I know the construction sector hasn't been too vibrant. The industry directory I'm currently working on hasn't been able to lock in to as many advertisers and listers as it had last year. The team still has to be paid for their work. Tough. Lucky I'm on the employee end as I'm on a retainer. But still, tough, don't know if I'll be able to secure any other jobs in the near future. Tough, coz I haven't bought a new handbag for the last 2 months. Hmm.........



And I saw this absolutely gorgeous handbag in gold, something like a bowling bag, in pure, shimmery gold, from Secret Pon Pon. An Italian job. Yumm yumm... But without any other retainers I couldn't afford it. Sob sob... Well, maybe another time, and another bag...