Allyfeel

Daddy: Sri (maid), buat Milo.
Bb: In the kitchen riding his bicycle. “Sri….buat Milo” mimic the father, finger pointed to shelf that contain Milo. (Very assertive like a boss)

When Milo is ready, he asked for his blue plastic cup and waited for his share of Milo.

Daddy poured milo to bb’s cup one spoonful by one spoonful

Daddy: 1, 2, 3, pause….then?
Bb: repeat after daddy - 1, 2, 3,…… responded to daddy - four

Daddy: 5, 6,
Bb: 5, 6

Daddy: 7
Bb: can’t wait no more, 7, 8,

Daddy: 9, 10
Bb: 9, 10…..haaaaaaaaaa, gulp, gulp, gulp.
happily consumed his Milo.

He gulped down three cups of Milo.

photos taken with daddy’s camera phone.

I was tagged again by zara’s mama (Thanks Agnes, I got to crack my head a little for this)…2 in this month!!! I am sure we will get to know each other much better after this tag.Here’s the tag/meme:

4 jobs you’ve had in your life:

1. Children Art teacher, (working part time when I was a college kid)
2. Working in a magazine warehouse refurbishing and sealing many types of magazines during uni vacation in Melbourne. Magazines including “Playboy, Hustler, Maxim, Mad, Star trek, Wedding books, Health books and many more porn and non porn.” (My uni mate used to come over my place to ask for those books- haiya…..come to think about it, I should have charged them. )
3. Multimedia Designer
4. Art Director in a Swedish acquired IT firm. I quit after bb was born.

4 movies you could watch over and over:

The sound of music
‘Summer Holiday’ or “mo mo cha”, Sammi Cheng, Richie Ren
Stealing beauty, Liv Tyler
The thing called love, River Phoenix

4 TV shows you love(d) to watch:

Sliders (My favourite. Diving into different world and discovering different things. )
Friends
Signfield – laugh to de-stress
Tru Calling

4 places you’ve lived:

P.Klang
Old Klang Road, KL
Malvern East, Melbourne
Bandar Utama, P.J

4 places you’ve been on vacation to:

Melbourne, Sydney, Canberra, Adelaide, Gold Coast
Maldives, Indian Ocean (for honeymoon)
Phuket, Thailand
Bali, Indonesia

4 places you would rather be:

Home, it’s my cave, I find my peace there.
Book shop or library
Mom’s place
Art gallery with an audio or live narrator?

4 of your favourite foods:

All type of Seafood
Healthy vegetarian food on the 1st and 15th of the lunar month
Japanese food – Inari Sushi, Temaki, Udon, Chawanmushi, Tofu
Mushroom

4 of your favourite beverages:

Milo
Water
Green tea
Ice Lemon tea

4 (or more) websites you visit daily:

allyfeel.blogspot.com – journal about me and my 2 yr 2 month old son
http://www.thestar.com.my/
All sage bookmarks in my firefox
http://www.sinchew.com.my/ (sometimes)

4 tagged:

Metria (Hope you would be good sport again)
Essence of love (Make it a double this month, hooray!)
A-li (First tag, have fun!)
Jesslyn (yooo….another tag, hehe…want to know u better ma…)

Enjoy!!!

Since bb and maid wasn’t around. I’ve to be temp maid at the moment for my BIG baby at home. My days after work has been filled with some minor house whole chores like folding the cloths, tidying and washing some dishes.

Well, I feel like I am back to before pregnancy stage where life was full of freedom. On another hand, I am much tired without bb around. I tend to sleep late and there are endless things awaiting me to complete.

Hubby and I had started our CNY shopping; we even managed to have a hot date last night, catching “Memoirs of a geisha”. It was a very beautifully choreograph movie, I really like it.

I will be fetching bb tonight. Miss him so much.

I have sent bb to mum’s place in P.Klang as my in laws has gone to Australia. He was having running nose and a little sore throat on Monday. He clang on to me like koala, knowing that I was gonna leave him there, he showed manja faces. He made crying like sound as well. So cute!

Mom brought him to see doc the next morning. He feels much better and can eat well now.

Just gave him a call.

Mommy: Bb, how are you? Have you been a good boy?

Bb: bla bla bla blab la…….mommy…….. bla bla ….

Mommy: Have you taken your Lunch?

Bb: ijen…..bla blab la……………mum… mum……………..

Mommy: mommy loves you and misses you darling.

Bb: mizz…..bla bla blab la bla………………….

Mommy: Did you take your medicine?

Bb: ———————–um um

Mommy: Did you um um (poo)?

Bb: ————————No! blab la bla……

Mommy: okay darling, call kakak, call kakak, mommy wants to speak to kakak.

Bb: …..bla bla bla bl………bye……………..

Mommy: ———————————-

Bb: blab la blab la……………………

Bb was so long winded, yakking non-stop.
Good, at least I know he is healthy and active.

Photos taken on Saturday. We went to Cylon Kuan Yin Temple for prayers and vegetarian food.
Bb exploring the environment at the temple.

Some pictures from last evening’s exhibition. I used my hand phone to capture some of the paintings. I noticed my boss likes to collect some motherly theme. Here are some of them:

It was an honour to speak to the CEO of MIA, Mr.Choong Kam Kow.To my surprise, he is such a nice and humble man to talk to. He shared with me how inspiration was derived for his dragon painting. It took him one year to complete this painting. According to him, even we live in the 21st century, high tech modern days, we still refer back to our own culture for advice, it’s in us, it’s part of our lives without us realizing it.

A question: Do you think art is only for the rich and famous? Does it mean that the poor can’t appreciate art? What do you think?

It’s an exhibition of my boss’ personal collections of art pieces. I designed this card for him. Even though my current job has nothing to do with art or anything, I am still his favorite designer. I have no choice but obliged.

Here is the cover. Presented by Richard Koh Fine Art at Malaysian Institute of Art. Opening 17th of January 2006, 6:30pm. The exhibition is available at MIA from 17th - 20th of January. It’s open to public.

Collections inclusive of Artists:- Ahmad Zakii Anwar, Cheung Pooi Yip, Choong Kam Kow, Datuk Chuah Thean Teng, Dr Chew Teng Beng, Ivan Lam, Jalani Abu Hassan, Kuo Ju Ping, Liew Choong Ching, Rafiee Ghani, Raphael Scott Ahbeng, Tan Chiang Kiong, Tay Mo Leong, Yeong Seak Ling, Yong Mun Sen, Yuen Chee Leng.

I will be there to support my boss at the opening today. He likes people supporting him, the more the merrier.

I had a nightmare last Friday evening. I was supposed to go Pasar Malam with mil, bb and maids but since I had a disagreement with hubby and wanted to talk it out so mil, bb and maids went off first.

After my heated discussion with hubby, I stormed off to the pasar malam to buy some grocery for weekend. Still angry, while walking I bumped into mil. She was all nerves, I asked her what happened. She said two maids and bb were missing, she asked them to wait in front of the keropok stall while she grabbed some Assam Laksa and when she turned back they were gone. Worried sick, I called for them and also asked the keropok’s stall lady boss. All said no sign of two maids and bb.

I walked up to the long and narrow road of the busy pasar malam, looking around anxiously. I almost burst into tears when I don’t see them. The road was so busy, but my heart just dropped and everything seems so giddy right in front of me. I was so fretful; my mind started playing tricks on me. “What if bb got kidnapped by the maid”, “What if they took him away and I never see him again.” “bb, where are you?” “bb please, where are you” , “God, please help me to find bb”. I was like a mad lady walking about frowning.

A girl approached me, “Would you like to do some charity for the less fortunate?”. I was thinking, “Okay GOD, please help me to find my son”. Right after taking out RM10, hubby called, informed that maids and bb was home safely. Phew!!! I was relief instantly. Still trembling a little, I handed over my RM10 to the lady in exchange for a cheap looking tooth brush. What an expensive tooth brush. No complaint, it was for charity.

Apparently, it was a misunderstanding; maids thought mil asked them to bring bb home first.

To BB…
A misunderstanding really made mommy’s heart-broken. But Thank GOD, you were okay.

Mil and myself
Promised each other, either one of us has to carry bb when we go to the pasar malam, not the maid.