Allyfeel

Before my Yoga class started last evening, I was hungry. Don’t know what heck went wrong with me nowadays, I feel hungry all the time. So I went to a near by food cafeteria thinking to grab a bun. I ordered to takeaway a walnut and raisin bun, it cost $2.10. The waiter packed the bread in a paper bag. I pinch a wee bit to put it in my mouth while waiting to sign my bill. The bill stated “Donut - $1.40”. I saw and signed it without making any noise and left. Oh God! What have I done? I don’t usually behave like this but I was in a bad mood. *Excuses* Have you been in a similar situation before? Do you just walk away or tell her she has made a mistake?

Saturday
We were at Ikea; I wanted to get a table lamp to work on my beading at night when bb sleeps. I let him play at a small children area in front of the customer service desk. He made friends with some kids there while me sitting at the long bench waiting for hub to finish his mail checking at the Starbucks. Our internet connection has been down for almost 2 weeks. He was very super pissed with the promising statement from TM net. “We will look into the matter” was what he gets for 2 weeks. I could hear him screwing them loud over the phone. Hubby can be very nasty at times. Again, who will not under this circumstance?

After half and hour wait, we walked over to see hub and bb pointed at a stall selling balloons in front of Starbucks. What lovely twisted balloon they have, so
colorful! There are flowers, pink panther, giraffe, poodle, and many more. Bb wanted the pink panther with flower but it cost $4, a little pricy. “Why not we buy a packet home and we do it ourselves?” He nodded with a YES! It is $5.90 for 30 balloons. “You need a pump for these”, the owner said. “I think we have one at home,” I told him. They even sell VCD on how to twist the balloons. (I will blog more about those twisted balloons)

Hubby is ready for a walk. We walked to a place selling indoor swimming pool with netball gear. There are some dogs training going on further down near wet cement area of the pool. We headed to Ikea straight for dinner. I had Salmon with broccoli; hubby and Sri had fish and chips. We got bb meatballs. He played with kids around TV while we savor our dinner. I do not like to eat there, as foods are not nice, there are not hot enough. It is just plain convenient.

Sunday
Hubby bought bb a float, he does not own one previously. He plays with his embedded float swimming suit normally. He had great fun there. I must agree with all mothers that kids get tired after a swim. I bought him and hubby donuts, their favorite and chicken floss bun for myself. As usual, he showed the counter waiter his charming smile and friendly gestures. We went home for spaghetti before hitting the sack.

As I lay flat on my Yoga mat, images of beggars on a damp street of the Friday Pasar malam flashing in my mind. A mother with a one-year-old child on her lap, he was drinking milk while another toddler sitting right beside her. She was digging her foot the time I saw her.

Further up, there is another dark and skinny old man lying on a thin layer of cardboard. He put his palm together to form the prayer sign to passerby for sympathy. Beside him, it was packets of drink given by kind soul. I was going to give each of them a dollar. A gentle voice whispered to me. By the time I came back from all shopping, I left a 50 ringgit note and a one ringgit note. As I was nearer to the old man, I told bb to pass the money to the old man. He did, dropping the one ringgit in his plastic container. The old man shakes his hand hard to thank us. I feel so bad for the man. But then on a second thought, could he be a drug addict waiting for his fix?

The mother again, I was not willing to give away my 50 ringgit. So I looked away and walked passed them. I felt terribly bad for the boy beside her mother. Is he in school? What would he be thinking right now? What if his friend saw him begging with his mother? Would he have very low self-esteem when he grows up? I feel very apologetic for them as I write this. But again is it a syndicate? Is there a mafia watching them from afar? Where is her husband? Do they have home? Where is it? Why can’t she work? She is so young probably about 30 plus. Is life terribly difficult that she has no other solution but begging? Or it’s just an excuse for being lazy? Argh! It is none of my business; I need to get some rest. The time is 2am now. BB is fast asleep on our bed. The clock is stuck at 12:15pm, dead again, this time it is not the battery.

Gosh! Still in the beggar issue, my mind is being stubborn. I have heard about beggar being very rich and frequented uncle Lim’s – Casino. And some even are regular at the goldsmith. Now, How do we judge who is real and who is not? Aiks, it’s only small amount of money you are giving out. But if everyone thinks like that, beggar can be richer than me ler. But really, do you give money to beggars? I am super tired now. My Mind is messed up. ZZZZzzzzzzzzzz!

Like any other children, 6pm is a heavenly time for Bb. He will drag his grandma to the near by park to let him move his butt and little feet for soccer ball kicking. He has build relationship with people around the park. For instance, there is this magician from Iraq exercising in the park. Occasionally bb would mimic his move and he would come smiling with “Hi, How are you?”

Many grandparents bring children there to quench their playfulness with colorful kid’s gym equipments while elderly stretching their arms and feet of the day with an eye on their little one.

I was with him yesterday for the first time. He put on his socks, shoes and sleeveless top with no. 36 printed on it. Yes, go 36! Mommy is here to watch you play. He showed me his power 36 and I cheered while recording his never to miss clips.

Mil told me that sometimes he would buy ice cream for bb after the sweaty run in the park and not forgetting to grab a 4D ticket nearby as well. Her car number plate came out second prize on Tuesday and she missed. Before I forget, bb reminded her that the fridge has run out of Vitagen and urge her to grab some too. *Speechless*

BB with his pal kicking ball in the park…

During dinner, mil was relating to me how bb has awareness of his little birdy bird and knows when it wakes up or sleeps.

Below is a conversation happened between Po Po, BB and Kakak.

Po Po: Do you want to pee?

Kakak: Let kakak see…

BB: Still sleeping, don’t disturb. (Referring to his penis not being erected) He Fans his palm outward to chase maid away- I didn’t know he can say “don’t disturb” haha…

If he wants to pee, he will say

BB: up oredy, pee pee….(run fanatically towards the toilet).

Saturday, we stayed home the entire day. Sleep, eat and play together.

Picture shown bb with his new underwear, wore it for a while only; seriously watching I think the Classic Mickey mouse show; Doodling using the art set I bought back then when he was not in this world yet. It’s quite a good bargain for $10. It has two sets of crayon, color ink pen, color pencil, watercolor, a ruler, glue, a sharpener and brush. He was making good use of it by drawing on the art book and on his table. Gosh! ; BB having his ABC Alphabeto pasta; He starts learning a bit of ABC so I thought it would be nice to cook him some Alphabet pasta.

人类如鸟，有双翼，一翼是男，一翼是女。除非两翼健壮并以共同的力量来推动它，否则，这只鸟不能飞向天空。

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夫妻两过日子要像一双筷子。一是谁也离不开谁；二是什么酸甜苦辣都能在一起尝。这种筷子只能是经久耐磨的象牙筷，而不是一次性方便筷。

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令人不能自拔的，除了牙齿还有爱情。

Saw this in the email, thought it’s quite meaningful and I need to remind myself of that.

Dark hue befriended me this entire week. I was not “In the mood for work”. Everything around me seemed so quiet and static but not the noise in my head.

I planned to runaway- escaping the pollution to treat my spirit to a little spa. (During off hour) Hah!

I put on my headphones with (林宇中- 靠岸) playing.

I am “In the mood of beading”, it has been a while since I last beaded. It is amazing to see lil meaningless beads evolving into something beautiful and useful. I am attempting for more exciting pieces soon.

I think those rings look cute. What do you think? It is okay if you think otherwise as the saying goes beauty lies in the eye of the beholder.