Allyfeel

Since there are quite a number of people are interested in the beads design course, I am posting a PDF file about the skills centre for your perusal. Download them to get more info about Beadazzle Bead Boutique.

For alternative visit http://www.skillspoint.com.my

There are about 4 or 5 levels. What I have learnt is level one. There are altogether 8 classes in level one, costing RM 360. Course materials are included.

The first level is pretty much the same as what I have produced. I was taught techniques and was encouraged to create more interesting pieces by research and practice. It’s once a week and each class takes about 2 hours.

If you are interested, call Derek at 012 694 2428. Let me warn you first ah, he is a very handsome chap. Hehe!

Oh ya…Twinsmom is also very good at this, she gave lessons as well by appointment. If you are interested you could drop by at her The Jewel Mine or email her for more info.

Happy Beading!

Stinky tofu or Chou tofu is a fermented tofu dish which has a very strong odor. It smells like stinky drain. No joke. I have always wondered how it tastes like when I was dating walking with hubby in Steven’s corner pasar malam. From the car park we could already smelt it. It was so smelly, like rubbish water. We have to pinch nose while passing thru the stall.

I am more adventurous than hubby. I wanted to try. But he said if I want to eat, I go home myself. Sad, never have the chance to try. Yesterday, after visiting mom, sis and I went to see a master coz sis wants to get “fu- yellow or green paper with some holy words for protection” for her new semi-d house. I followed. I waited for her and I also asked about my son’s sleepless night. I’ll blog about this next time.

After the session, we went to a near by pasar malam. We bought some tofu fa, fried carrot cake, fried la-la and stinky tofu for dinner. I hope people won’t mistaken our car as a rubbish collector’s car.

Arrival home, brother, father, SIL commented, what’s that smell?

Errr…Chou tofu. Try la. Father smelt it and jumped up, he said NO WAY! Haha…but brother tried it.

It was packed 4 pieces in a box. Looks like fried tofu, served with a chili sauce and very sour Kimchi. Eeeeeeuuu…taste a little tofu and a little drain-y but the kimchi sort of rebalance the smell and taste. After makan, the mouth still smelt like that, yuck! I had to brush my teeth to get rid of the smell.

It was not all that nice but don’t mind trying a nicer one. Perhaps, the one we bought wasn’t nice enough. I am still open for trying.

While working in the office yesterday morning, I received a call from sis telling me mom has been admitted to the Hospital. So I took a half day leave and drove down to Klang. She has suffered chest pain for the past few months. Only last week, she has decided to have a thorough check up. I met up with my elder sis at home and she drove me to the hospital. We chatted with mom and kept her company while waiting for the surgeon and approval of her insurance.

Unfortunately, the insurance has been decline as they needed time to investigate the claim. So we call dad and we decided to pay on our own account first and hopefully claim them back later. Nurse came in to tell us that we have to pay RM 20,000 for the surgery. Whao! What surgery is this? She explained everything while brother stepped in the room. Brother called the agent, his friend to ask for assistance in the case.

Doctor came in to check on mom and we had confirmed with him we will proceed with the surgery first. Mom was instructed to change into a blue rope without any bra or underwear. Sis and I help to tie those strings to little butterfly knots behind the robe. A nurse then came in to inject mum with a very thick needle.

“Tahan ah…sangat sakit one”. I kept my eyes shut but peeping thru holes between my fingers to check on mom. Scary!

She was then pushed on a bed to the 3rd floor for the surgery. We all accompanied her up. I think she was afraid but we cracked jokes to calm her down. I patted her and told we will support her outside here.

We waited for one and a half hours, doctor came and ushered us to the office of the surgical room and showed us the diagrams or screens of mom’s lungs, arteries blockage. It was a minor blockage about 20%, not severe; there is no need for a “Balloon”. Medication should be sufficient at this stage to control. Phew! Relief!

So Mom has to watch her diet, less oil, no salt, she has high blood pressure as well. It shoots up high before the Angiography and Angiogram (an X-ray examination of the blood vessels of the heart, it will reveal the shape of the artery, and can help to diagnose blockage or narrowing). She was afraid I guess. Of coz, I would be afraid too.

She was brought back to her room while we settled the bill. Eventually we only paid 5K. Let’s hope the insurance part is ok soonest possible. She will be discharged from the hospital today. Just spoke to her, she sounded tired. Rest well mom! We will be here to support you. Mom is 58 this year. She is a very jovial lady. She likes to smile. Hope she has a speedy recovery.

A week ago, bb fondled around with his father’s DVD in the studies and got hold of Monster Inc. He asked for my permission to watch it. I let him have the CD thinking he won’t have to patience to watch it.

But I was wrong, he played the DVD almost everyday interchanging with his other favorite CD’s like Sesame Street, Barney, Pingu, Bob the builder and other nursery rhymes. He would watch them quietly on the living room’s couch. *The scene where monster roaring at a scared little boy*

This morning before I came to work, he rushed to me and wanted me to hug him. He said,” Mommy, scared”.

“Scared of what?” I puzzled.

He pointed at the TV which was playing Monster Inc.

“Oh… no need to scared, mommy will protect you, be a brave boy” I told him.

Yo…no wonder, he had bad dreams and can’t sleep well nowadays. Could it be the Monster Inc? *Thinking hard*

OMG! I have been eating non-stop at least 3 rounds. I am feeling a bit jelak already. My colleagues put up a Raya makan-makan party in the office today. I have chow down 8 roti jala (oh so yummy! Thin & soft), curry chicken, sambal sotong, sambal kacang, lemang, kuih Raya…etc.

Arrr…my pants is tight. I have to suck in my tummy while walking. It’s a taboo to mention ”FAT”, “LEMAK”, “FULL” today according to Fiz. Oh… got to stop eating em. There goes my colleagues again, “Hey makan makan, mesti ada space lagi”.

Phew! Allyfeel has already eaten up one full pack of FLOUR. I’ve got to do more rounds of my sun salutation tonight.

I had a lousy night yesterday. B was very cranky and demanded to sleep on my chest. He threw tantrum a few times at night resulting me having panda eyes and came to work late this morning.

He hardly behave like this. Usually when he starts kicking and making noises during sleep, he probably wanted water. I will add some hot water to his bottle and feed towards his mouth; he will suck and suck with his eyes close.

I always tell him, “When u want water just tell mummy water, usually he will say minum”, He nodded. But he seems to forget everything when he goes to sleep. He gets cross very easily during night time. He has no problem conveying his message at all during day time. It’s night time that is driving me crazy. Wonder, does this happen to other 2 yr-old toddlers? *Zombie, cannot tahan liao*

Pictures of my beads work creation.