<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25508998</id><updated>2011-04-22T02:22:16.433+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Beautiful Love Life</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mybeautifullovelife.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25508998/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mybeautifullovelife.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Mas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16443902014052883972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p80/ayang_girl/mothers%20day%20pic/mothersdaypic13-05-07016.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>81</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25508998.post-1313795104338945333</id><published>2007-03-03T15:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-03T15:52:17.011+08:00</updated><title type='text'>GONE FOR NOW!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;Well I guess I better stop all this blogging or even multiplying.  I have no more rights in writing my thoughts anywhere.  I tot by writing here or multiply, i got the "freedom" to write my tots, my anger, my happiness...Well, there are some pple who take my comments really seriously.  Bcos of the previous entry, my aunt start to call and "maki hamun" i.  Oh well, i wont elobarate anymore cos I neva treat her family as a family anyway.  I tink from now on I live my own life, mind my own business and keep my mouth shut!!  No more family gatherings, no more meeting frens, no more making frens........JUS LEAD MY OWN LIFE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;TO THOSE THAT I EVER OFFENDED.....I APOLOGISE FROM THE BOTTOM OF MY HEARTS.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25508998-1313795104338945333?l=mybeautifullovelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mybeautifullovelife.blogspot.com/feeds/1313795104338945333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25508998&amp;postID=1313795104338945333' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25508998/posts/default/1313795104338945333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25508998/posts/default/1313795104338945333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mybeautifullovelife.blogspot.com/2007/03/gone-for-now.html' title='GONE FOR NOW!!!!'/><author><name>Mas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16443902014052883972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p80/ayang_girl/mothers%20day%20pic/mothersdaypic13-05-07016.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25508998.post-126948301745193364</id><published>2007-03-01T21:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-01T22:16:51.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gasak ko lah nak...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;Today went thru 1 of my cuzzin's multiply.  In her photo album, there's 1 pic to me she looked fat.  So I reply to her pic "you got to lose those extra kilos lah gal".  Well, she got offended by my remarks.  Even when I said "I'm sorry you feel offended" , she start to say sarcastic words to me.  She said I should be tactful to the ppl around me lah.  She said "if you got nothing to say, den DNT say"and this outburst comes from her mom too.  Hhmm...tactful eh?  She even said nasib baik you and I are family den I replied " ya, family..hehehe".  Den she wrote " very unfortunately".  To me lah kan if a person wrote that remarks, u mesti look at yourself and tink "eh yelah, i tink i dah gemuk ar, should lose the weights" rather than take it in your own stride.  Ya u said u love with how you weigh but being a "concern" cuzzin I'm advising you to take care of your health when you're young.  If u're trying to be sarcastic by telling me to lose weight, let me tell you gal, I'm a mother of 3, wat do u expect?  Unlike you..duhhh.  If this outburst comes from your mom, I can only say ONE thing , "LIKE MOTHER, LIKE DOTTER!!!".  Pelik lah org mcm gini.  Sepatutnya kita usaha bila seseorang tegur kita bukannya org tu nak mengutuk u ke apa....She even blocked me from her contact list.  Well, it's her multiply she got her rights to do that and I dnt mind at all.  All my other cuzzins know who I am, being a straight-forward.  At least I tak hyprocrite, tak praise seseorang tu sampai ke langit behind his/her back.  Tactful?  Hhmmm..let me tink about it lah gal eh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25508998-126948301745193364?l=mybeautifullovelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mybeautifullovelife.blogspot.com/feeds/126948301745193364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25508998&amp;postID=126948301745193364' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25508998/posts/default/126948301745193364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25508998/posts/default/126948301745193364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mybeautifullovelife.blogspot.com/2007/03/gasak-ko-lah-nak.html' title='Gasak ko lah nak...'/><author><name>Mas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16443902014052883972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p80/ayang_girl/mothers%20day%20pic/mothersdaypic13-05-07016.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25508998.post-3100493821409449119</id><published>2007-03-01T12:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-01T12:47:46.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bye bye peeple..FOR NOW!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Halo pples...I'll stop blogging for awhile since i really dnt know wat to write here anymore.  Those who have my contact number will know where to find me.  No worries I'll surely "menjenguk" all ur blogs to know wats happening.  So sekian wassalam.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25508998-3100493821409449119?l=mybeautifullovelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mybeautifullovelife.blogspot.com/feeds/3100493821409449119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25508998&amp;postID=3100493821409449119' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25508998/posts/default/3100493821409449119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25508998/posts/default/3100493821409449119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mybeautifullovelife.blogspot.com/2007/03/bye-bye-peeplefor-now.html' title='Bye bye peeple..FOR NOW!!!'/><author><name>Mas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16443902014052883972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p80/ayang_girl/mothers%20day%20pic/mothersdaypic13-05-07016.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25508998.post-116697537233007243</id><published>2006-12-22T11:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-24T23:50:01.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Woohoo..Bonus</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;Today bonus masuk..yahoooo...blink blink blink $$$$$$...Later balik apa lagi shopping sakanlah aku. Nak belikan my mom rice cooker cos hers already spoilt. Hhmm..wat to buy for myself eh?bags? shoes? Woohoo.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25508998-116697537233007243?l=mybeautifullovelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mybeautifullovelife.blogspot.com/feeds/116697537233007243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25508998&amp;postID=116697537233007243' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25508998/posts/default/116697537233007243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25508998/posts/default/116697537233007243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mybeautifullovelife.blogspot.com/2006/12/woohoobonus.html' title='Woohoo..Bonus'/><author><name>Mas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16443902014052883972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p80/ayang_girl/mothers%20day%20pic/mothersdaypic13-05-07016.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25508998.post-116697495955017189</id><published>2006-12-17T23:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-24T23:42:39.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Zoo trip</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;Today we went to the zoo with my eldest bro's family. Since my SIL got extra tickets, she invited us along. Hb suppose to go for his afternoon shift after sending us to the zoo but he decided to join us since it was raining and he lazy to go to work. It was raining the whole day but bcos we dnt want to waste the tickets, we still went. It was raining cats and dogs but we manage to visit every animals and the kids manage to have a quick swim at the children's playground.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1259/2667/320/387277/IMG_0504.jpg" border="0" /&gt;us in the rain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1259/2667/320/725719/IMG_0509.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;me, my Sil and the kids&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1259/2667/320/994744/IMG_0508.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Faris,Quraisyah &amp; Khairi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1259/2667/320/131120/IMG_0510.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;Papa &amp; Khairi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1259/2667/320/370947/IMG_0515.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;my new cat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1259/2667/320/202747/IMG_0518.jpg" border="0" /&gt;the mentel Quraisyah &amp; my handsome toyboy Khairi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1259/2667/320/941872/IMG_0530.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1259/2667/320/885961/IMG_0531.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1259/2667/320/49036/IMG_0532.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;these 3 pics are Khairi's "frens"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1259/2667/320/36643/IMG_0533.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;Khairi &amp;amp; his kakak Q&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;After we sent my bro's kids home, hb and I brought Khairi to KK Hospital as his cough is really getting bad to worse. His phelgm is getting thicker. Since hb told his supervisor that Khairi is sick, he have to get Khairi's medical certificate as prove. After registration, our number was called up really fast and after checking, the doctor said that Khairi have to go for x-ray to see how bad his phelgm is. After the x-ray we went to see the same doctor and she told that Khairi is having a minor ammonia (adik-beradik bronchitis). He is given a stronger cough medication to dissolve his phelgm and he have to come back for another check-up on 28th Dec. Hope his phelgm will disappear as I dnt want them to suck out his phelgm cos I know Khairi dnt want that to happen either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25508998-116697495955017189?l=mybeautifullovelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mybeautifullovelife.blogspot.com/feeds/116697495955017189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25508998&amp;postID=116697495955017189' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25508998/posts/default/116697495955017189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25508998/posts/default/116697495955017189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mybeautifullovelife.blogspot.com/2006/12/zoo-trip.html' title='Zoo trip'/><author><name>Mas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16443902014052883972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p80/ayang_girl/mothers%20day%20pic/mothersdaypic13-05-07016.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25508998.post-116697294262993559</id><published>2006-12-15T23:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-24T23:09:02.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Haircut</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;Khairi had his new haircut just now. His papa said to cut his hair with a tail..Hhmm..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1259/2667/320/817689/IMG_0500.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;front view&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1259/2667/320/216495/IMG_0501.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;back view&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25508998-116697294262993559?l=mybeautifullovelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mybeautifullovelife.blogspot.com/feeds/116697294262993559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25508998&amp;postID=116697294262993559' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25508998/posts/default/116697294262993559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25508998/posts/default/116697294262993559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mybeautifullovelife.blogspot.com/2006/12/new-haircut.html' title='New Haircut'/><author><name>Mas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16443902014052883972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p80/ayang_girl/mothers%20day%20pic/mothersdaypic13-05-07016.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25508998.post-116615826621596516</id><published>2006-12-15T12:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-24T23:03:49.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Virgin" Movie</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,0)"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Yesterday I took 1/2 day leave as both hubby and I are bringing Khairi for his "virgin" movie show. Yup that is his 1st time watching movie. Dalam hati ni berkata-kata "anak aku ni bole duduk diam ke?" cos when he's at home watching Lord of the Rings, dia duduk diam mata terpacu kat tv tu. So after my hb fetch me from work, we went to book for my BTT then went to my IL's place to fetch Khairi. Then we head straight to Plaza Singapura. We bought the movie tickets "Eragon" which I've booked earlier and we had lunch at MOS Burger. Since we had the time before the movie starts at 4.35pm, we went to Carrefoure. As usual, Khairi will go to the toys section. Then he saw this blue power ranger costing $9.95, apalagi kena ketoklah papa dia..hehehe. Then we went to watch our movie. Khairi bukan main excited lagi. Bila masok dalam theatre tu, he was so well behave; no running around. He loves the advertisement shown on the screen. Then when the theatre went dark, he didnt even squel cos when he's at home, dia takot masok bilik yg gelap. Nak tidurkan Khairi senang jer, tutup jer lampu and keep quiet, gerenti tidur punya. Hahahaha...Ok back to the story. During the movie, he ever speak abit loud so I whispered to him "Ayie, u cannot talk so loud tau cos nanti org marah". Then he looked at me and said "nnnooo...." pushing my face away from him. Cekik darah budak ni...tapi I dnt blame him cos he's STILL a kid wat. Then half way thru the movie, he fell asleep. Bole gitu? Tgh part best2 dia tdo pulak. Then bila kita kluar from the movie theatre, he woke up and asked "ma, where dagon(dragon)?" Hehehe..Over all, I consider him as obedient boy during the movie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1259/2667/320/979771/IMG_0485.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;khairi digging his nose..eewww&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1259/2667/320/309487/IMG_0488.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;khairi and his 1st movie ticket&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1259/2667/320/484/IMG_0486.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;having our lunch at mos burger &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,255)"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1259/2667/320/15839/IMG_0487.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;waiting to go in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1259/2667/320/718603/IMG_0490.jpg" border="0" /&gt;khairi and mama&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1259/2667/320/914941/IMG_0491.jpg" border="0" /&gt;khairi and papa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,255)"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,0)"&gt;Then I told hb I wanna go Far East Plaza to buy pants. Hb then park his car at Masjid Al-Falah and we walk to Far East. The Christmas decorations amazed me. They are really beautiful. Manage to take some photos there. Hb bought for me a jeans. Thanks papa, dapat bonus hari ni blanja lagi bole?hehehe...Then we had our dinner at Cahaya Restaurant before heading back to Masjid Al-Falah to go home. Both Khairi and mamanya are happy with their "presents" from our darling papa. Love you papa.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1259/2667/320/138570/IMG_0498.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1259/2667/320/847268/IMG_0499.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25508998-116615826621596516?l=mybeautifullovelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mybeautifullovelife.blogspot.com/feeds/116615826621596516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25508998&amp;postID=116615826621596516' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25508998/posts/default/116615826621596516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25508998/posts/default/116615826621596516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mybeautifullovelife.blogspot.com/2006/12/virgin-movie.html' title='&quot;Virgin&quot; Movie'/><author><name>Mas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16443902014052883972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p80/ayang_girl/mothers%20day%20pic/mothersdaypic13-05-07016.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25508998.post-116530275283019406</id><published>2006-12-05T15:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-05T15:12:32.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Salam Perkenalan</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Hari ni genap 6 tahun berkenalan ngan my hb. Teringat detik2 indah masa berkenalan dulu.  In my previuos post I stated that perkenalan kami bukannya lama setakat 3 bulan then his family come to merisik masa Hari Raya Haji tahun 2001 and bertunang 6 bulan kemudian pada 1 Sep'01.  Sungguh cepat masa berlalu and tidak sesekali aku menyesal memilih mu sebagai pasangan hidup ku ini.  Love you so much papa...... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25508998-116530275283019406?l=mybeautifullovelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mybeautifullovelife.blogspot.com/feeds/116530275283019406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25508998&amp;postID=116530275283019406' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25508998/posts/default/116530275283019406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25508998/posts/default/116530275283019406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mybeautifullovelife.blogspot.com/2006/12/salam-perkenalan.html' title='Salam Perkenalan'/><author><name>Mas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16443902014052883972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p80/ayang_girl/mothers%20day%20pic/mothersdaypic13-05-07016.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25508998.post-116374342617209981</id><published>2006-11-17T13:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T14:03:46.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kek tapak kuda yg tak menjadi..hahaha</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Last night, I try buat kek tapak kuda.  Tak menjadi ar cos when nak lipat into halves, the tepi pecah.  Haizzz..tapi takpe next time try again...Enjoy the pics...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1259/2667/1600/mas%20055.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1259/2667/320/mas%20055.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;since I takde chocolate emulco, I use coffee emulco and to Kak sha I use Khairi's milk powder for this recepi tau since I takde susu tepong yg lain and it turns out delicious also..hehehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1259/2667/1600/mas%20056.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1259/2667/320/mas%20056.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;the coffee paste dituang ke dalam loyang den use the white paste (in pipping bag) to cover the coffee paste...ada paham?hehehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1259/2667/1600/mas%20057.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1259/2667/320/mas%20057.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;setelah dibakar..terhangus sikit..kwang kwang kwang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1259/2667/1600/mas%20058.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1259/2667/320/mas%20058.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;setelah disapu ngan nutella&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1259/2667/1600/mas%20059.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1259/2667/320/mas%20059.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;see wat I mean..pecah kat tepi2 tu....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1259/2667/1600/mas%20060.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1259/2667/320/mas%20060.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;me yg tgh makan tepi2 kek...hahaha buruk siak muka&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1259/2667/1600/mas%20061.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1259/2667/320/mas%20061.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1259/2667/1600/mas%20062.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1259/2667/320/mas%20062.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;and again..kwang kwang kwang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25508998-116374342617209981?l=mybeautifullovelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mybeautifullovelife.blogspot.com/feeds/116374342617209981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25508998&amp;postID=116374342617209981' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25508998/posts/default/116374342617209981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25508998/posts/default/116374342617209981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mybeautifullovelife.blogspot.com/2006/11/kek-tapak-kuda-yg-tak-menjadihahaha.html' title='Kek tapak kuda yg tak menjadi..hahaha'/><author><name>Mas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16443902014052883972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p80/ayang_girl/mothers%20day%20pic/mothersdaypic13-05-07016.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25508998.post-116374120846844420</id><published>2006-11-17T12:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T13:26:48.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Open house on 5th November</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;On the 5th Nov'06, I made a mini Hari Raya open house.  I jemput kawan2 bloggers to my place but only kak eimah, kak linda and kak idah came.  Takpelah I faham cos semua masih berjalan raya.  On that day I "cooked" mee rebus bergerak.  Why I said bergerak cos I asked both my mom and my MIL to cook the gravy for me and I just angkat the peruik with kuah inside jer...Hahahaha..Almaklumlah me blom pass nak masak ni semua...Kwang kwang kwang.  On sat, I bake chocolate cake and strawberry  swiss roll.  1st time buat tu swiss roll menjadi seh.  Mula2 nak gulung tu kek, the kek pecah so I called my MIL how to roll the cake.  2nd time try to roll the kek alhamdullillah tak pecah.  Saturday suppose to pegi rumah Eli's open house but hb balik kul 6pm and he's too tired to jalan raya so we stayed at home and kemas2 sikit for next day open house.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;The first guests to arrive is my in-laws and my hb's sister family.  Followed by my own brother and his family.  Not long after Kak linda and family came den followed by Kak Eimah and Kak Idahmann 1 whole family.  Bestnya I dapat dukung Aqil.  Khairi sampai cakap to me "ma, adik embam eh?" (ma. adik tembam eh?)  Hehehe... My niece pon geram with Aqil sampai she took photo using her hp.  Yg bestnya, si Aqil tak bnyk ragam mungkin he juz woke up from sleep.  Den at 6 plus, Khairi's from teacher came with her family.  It was a tiring day for me but I enjoyed every moment of it especially the time spent with Aqil.  So here is the pics...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1259/2667/1600/mas%20037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1259/2667/320/mas%20037.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;these are the 3 colors for my swiss roll&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1259/2667/1600/mas%20038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1259/2667/320/mas%20038.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;setelah dituang di dalam loyang 8 x 8 x 1 inch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1259/2667/1600/mas%20039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1259/2667/320/mas%20039.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;1st attempt to gulung the swiss roll - pecah kat tepi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1259/2667/1600/mas%20040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1259/2667/320/mas%20040.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;2nd attempt and yesh passed at last..hehehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1259/2667/1600/mas%20041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1259/2667/320/mas%20041.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;my menu for that day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1259/2667/1600/mas%20042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1259/2667/320/mas%20042.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1259/2667/1600/mas%20043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1259/2667/320/mas%20043.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;me &amp; my lovely sistas - kak eimah and kak linda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1259/2667/1600/mas%20044.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1259/2667/320/mas%20044.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;baby Aqil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1259/2667/1600/mas%20046.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1259/2667/320/mas%20046.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;me and baby Aqil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1259/2667/1600/mas%20047.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1259/2667/320/mas%20047.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;me &amp; khairi's form teacher; Mdm Jamilah with her family&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25508998-116374120846844420?l=mybeautifullovelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mybeautifullovelife.blogspot.com/feeds/116374120846844420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25508998&amp;postID=116374120846844420' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25508998/posts/default/116374120846844420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25508998/posts/default/116374120846844420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mybeautifullovelife.blogspot.com/2006/11/open-house-on-5th-november.html' title='Open house on 5th November'/><author><name>Mas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16443902014052883972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p80/ayang_girl/mothers%20day%20pic/mothersdaypic13-05-07016.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25508998.post-116373807838036530</id><published>2006-11-17T12:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T12:34:38.520+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Celebration in school</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;On Friday 27th October 2006, Khairi's school got Hari Raya celebration.  Every students have to wear their traditional clothes and bring some hari raya goodies but I only bake chocolate cake for him to bring to school.  So here is the pics.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1259/2667/1600/mas%20027.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1259/2667/320/mas%20027.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I bought this sandal on thursday for khairi and also bought a matching one as him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1259/2667/1600/mas%20028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1259/2667/320/mas%20028.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I love this pic taken outside his school&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1259/2667/1600/mas%20029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1259/2667/320/mas%20029.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;from left: mudafi, syafiq, khairi &amp; nabil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1259/2667/1600/mas%20030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1259/2667/320/mas%20030.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;from left: syafiqah, khairi, syafiq &amp; ryan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25508998-116373807838036530?l=mybeautifullovelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mybeautifullovelife.blogspot.com/feeds/116373807838036530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25508998&amp;postID=116373807838036530' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25508998/posts/default/116373807838036530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25508998/posts/default/116373807838036530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mybeautifullovelife.blogspot.com/2006/11/celebration-in-school.html' title='Celebration in school'/><author><name>Mas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16443902014052883972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p80/ayang_girl/mothers%20day%20pic/mothersdaypic13-05-07016.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25508998.post-116373291578789282</id><published>2006-11-17T10:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T11:10:44.130+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gbr Raya taken on 1st day of Syawal</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Sorry for the late post.  So here is the Hari Raya photos with my hb's family.  This year tak ambek gbr with my family cos bila jalan raya asyik makan jer tak ingat ambek gbr..hahahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1259/2667/1600/mas%20013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1259/2667/320/mas%20013.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Khairi with his baju kurung..mcm bapak pengantin hahahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1259/2667/1600/mas%20015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1259/2667/320/mas%20015.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1259/2667/1600/mas%20016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1259/2667/320/mas%20016.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;cam-whoring in the car while on the way to in-law's house&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1259/2667/1600/mas%20017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1259/2667/320/mas%20017.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;khairi &amp; papa (ni my hb tgh drive sempat tgk camera seh)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1259/2667/1600/mas%20018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1259/2667/320/mas%20018.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;pic taken with my hb's family&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1259/2667/1600/mas%20019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1259/2667/320/mas%20019.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;hb's eldest sister with her family &amp; in-laws&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1259/2667/1600/mas%20020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1259/2667/320/mas%20020.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;hb's youngest bro with wifey (newlyweds) and  in-laws&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1259/2667/1600/mas%20021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1259/2667/320/mas%20021.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Us with in-laws&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1259/2667/1600/mas%20026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1259/2667/320/mas%20026.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;khairi penat at the end of the day (tu samping i lah yg letak kat kepala dia..hehe)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25508998-116373291578789282?l=mybeautifullovelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mybeautifullovelife.blogspot.com/feeds/116373291578789282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25508998&amp;postID=116373291578789282' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25508998/posts/default/116373291578789282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25508998/posts/default/116373291578789282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mybeautifullovelife.blogspot.com/2006/11/gbr-raya-taken-on-1st-day-of-syawal.html' title='Gbr Raya taken on 1st day of Syawal'/><author><name>Mas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16443902014052883972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p80/ayang_girl/mothers%20day%20pic/mothersdaypic13-05-07016.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25508998.post-116355792493614773</id><published>2006-11-15T10:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T10:32:05.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Looking for new job</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Hallo ladies, I apologies cos dah lama tak update my blog.  Gbr raya tunggu dulu eh cos me jarang gunakan pc kat rumah lah and all the pics are upload at my home pc.  Takde cerita baru kecuali cerita Khairi jadi superman last tuesday.  As usual, my FIL will fetch us home in his taxi.  Den on that day, my FIL came really late, he fetched us at 7.15pm.  When we aboard the taxi, as usual Khairi will sit in front.  While he was standing in the middle of the front seats, my FIL jammed brake terus apalagi tercampak ke depan lah si Khairi ni mcm superman.  Actually I was holding him but somehow I lost my grab.  He was crying cos duduk terperuk kat bawah kerusi depan tu.  I have to pull him out from there as my FIL was still driving.  I asked him "where pain baby?" den he showed me his right ribs.  I pulled his t-shirt up and I saw small blueblack mark on his ribs.  Panic came to my mind.  I tried to feel other parts of his right ribs but he did not let me. He said "pain mama, dnt touch ok" (dgn muka perit dia).  In my mind I was already thinking of bringing him to KK hospital to  x-ray.  Upon reaching home,  I went in 1st and told my hb wat happen.  At that time Khairi and FIL were still in the taxi cos Khairi like to play with the steerings.  Not long after, they came in and my FIL said Khairi is ok, no fractured, just a small bruise.  I guess my FIL felt guilty but I dnt blame him cos partly is Khairi's fault, tak reti duduk diam.  Then I check on Khairi again after my FIL left and he's fine.  My bro told me to pull his hands up, if he feel the pain I should bring him to the hospital but so far he doesnt feel any pain, in fact he ask me to swing him front and back.  Tak reti sakit budak ni.  At night I monitor his temperature afraid that he might catch a fever and so far nothing cuma mengigau tgh malam jer,terpekik-pekik.  Hehehe..teringat insiden tu lah agaknya.  When I sent him to school the next day, I called his teacher to check on him.  His teacher told me he's ok infact dia tak reti duduk diam and makan bole tambah 2 kali lagi.  Aisehman..malunya aku.  Yup si Khairi now kuat makan.  Pegi jalan raya with my family last weekend, every rumah dia makan and I dnt mean kuih muih tau.  Semua rumah dia lantak  tak kira mee goreng, nasi goreng, rojak mamak, murtabak etc. Nasib baik tak sakit perut.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Right now I'm busy looking for a new job.  Dah keje kat MPH for 6 years ni, dah terasa boring sesangat cos as most of our major magazines have gone to SPH or Mediacorp so now dah tak bnyk keje.  2 weeks before raya dat time, we TOTALLY got nothing to do.  Datang keje tiap2 hari main game, bole gitu???  So now I tgh cari keje and hopefully will get a job in Feb'07.  Nak berhenti skarang rugi beb cos nak dekat dapat bonus ni, mcm2 nak keje bayar tau.  So sesiapa yg bole recommend me a job as Admin Assistant, pls let me know eh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25508998-116355792493614773?l=mybeautifullovelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mybeautifullovelife.blogspot.com/feeds/116355792493614773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25508998&amp;postID=116355792493614773' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25508998/posts/default/116355792493614773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25508998/posts/default/116355792493614773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mybeautifullovelife.blogspot.com/2006/11/looking-for-new-job.html' title='Looking for new job'/><author><name>Mas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16443902014052883972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p80/ayang_girl/mothers%20day%20pic/mothersdaypic13-05-07016.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25508998.post-116044902424700539</id><published>2006-10-10T10:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-18T13:42:15.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kek/Biskut Batik</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Yesterday morning, as my morning routine I'll browse thru my "kakaks" blogs and I came across Kak Eimah's blog.  Ternampak tu gambar &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;kek/biskut batik. So bila Kak Eimah was at the bubclub, I pon asked her lah for the recepi. The ingredients all semua senang nak dapat cuma biskut marie jer I takde.  So smalam before knock off from office, I kebas a few packets of biskut marie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;. Sorry &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;b&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;oss..hehehehe.Alah biskut tu takde org makan kat ofis, daripada tong sampah makan lebih&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt; baik aku ambek buat kek batik..Hehehehe.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0); text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smalam for iftar, my Fil, hb, Khairi and I berbuka kat Caf&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;eela Restaurant kat Jalan Kayu.  Hb's treat.  We ordered butter prawn, sweet &amp; sour sliced fish, chap chye and yeo char kuay.  Fuhyoh sedap dok.  Lepas berbuka, Fil went on his own way as he have to cari duit drive taxi while me and hb drive up to Y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;hu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;n cos hb nak beli sponge filter for his fish tank.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Reached home at 8.45pm.  Lepas mandikan Khairi, I st&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;art my baking project.  First I cut the marie biskut into 4 pieces then I weigh the m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;ilo and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;butter.  While weighing the milo and butter, si Khairi "curi" my biskut.  He then got the cheek to say "sedap mama".Hehehe... Then I melt the butter in a pot.  When melted, I add in the sweetened milk bit by bit and keep stirring.  When the mixture was about to boil, I put in the milo bit &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;by bit and continue st&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;irring till the mixture ab&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;it thicken.  Off the fire and put in the biskuts quickly  and mix th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;e mixture well.  Then I lay the mixture in the square loyang and sp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;read the mixture.  Let it cool for awhile before I press on the mixture to make it "mampat".  After I pressed on the mixture to make it "mampat", I put the loyang into the fridge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;This morning, I took out the kek/biskut bati&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;k from the fridge to bring some to work to let my colleagues to taste it.  When I look at the kek, ver&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;y the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; tempting seh.  Cubaan bulan puasa.  Takpe balik nanti bole try.  So if any of u want th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;e recepi, can ask from Kak Eimah.  Happy trying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1259/2667/1600/mas%20008.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1259/2667/320/mas%20008.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;The mixture yg dah pekat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1259/2667/1600/mas%20009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1259/2667/320/mas%20009.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Setelah dimasukkan biskuts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1259/2667/1600/mas%20010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1259/2667/320/mas%20010.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;setelah diratakan di loyang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1259/2667/1600/mas%20011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1259/2667/320/mas%20011.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;setelah dikluarkan dari fridge dan dipotong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1259/2667/1600/mas%20012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1259/2667/320/mas%20012.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;sedapkan? gi lah cuba..hehehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25508998-116044902424700539?l=mybeautifullovelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mybeautifullovelife.blogspot.com/feeds/116044902424700539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25508998&amp;postID=116044902424700539' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25508998/posts/default/116044902424700539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25508998/posts/default/116044902424700539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mybeautifullovelife.blogspot.com/2006/10/kekbiskut-batik.html' title='Kek/Biskut Batik'/><author><name>Mas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16443902014052883972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p80/ayang_girl/mothers%20day%20pic/mothersdaypic13-05-07016.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25508998.post-116010266668040918</id><published>2006-10-06T10:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-18T13:45:06.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Agar2 Oreo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;When I saw the oreo jelly at mamadewi's blog, I terus jatuh cinta cos nampak mcm sedap gitu.  Apalagi I pon asked her for the recepi.  Then yesterday during lunch time I sanggup kluar to buy the jelly mould and the jelly powd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;er.  Bersemangat betol nak buat malam nanti.  After Iftar, I went to the grocery shop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; downstairs to buy the full cream milk and the double chocolate oreo biskut that was recommended by mamadewi as she says it taste much more nicer than t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;he white cream oreo biskut.  Bila semua barang2 dah ada, apalagi I start lah my project.  Si Khairi ni pantang kalau mama dia memasak, mesti nak mengepo.  Kalau tgk di&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;am takpe, mesti ada dia punya the 4 "W" qns.  "Wat's th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;at mama?" "Why put that,mama?" "Where buy mama?" &gt; referring to the oreo biskut "When cook mama?" Yup, dia dah start asking me with the 4 "W".  Pening kepala I menjawab soalan2 dia tu..Haiz..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Ok back to my project. I followed the instructions from the recepi.  Bila dah masukkan semua bahan2 kat my pot tu, sungguh menyel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;erakan you know.  Then I filled the jelly mould 1/2 filled, let it cool for awhile before putting the crushed oreo biskut on top and then filled it full and let it cool again before putting it in the fridge.  Si Khairi sampai tak tahan and asked for 1.  He gives me a thumbs up.  Sedaplah tu.  Bila my turn to rasa, fuhyoh tak terkata I dibuatnya. Sedap dok, gua tak bedek. Lemak2 manis, I like...Hehehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;So kakak2 yg lain...apa lagi? Gi lah cuba...Hehehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1259/2667/1600/mas%20005.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1259/2667/320/mas%20005.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Bahan2 yg sudah dimasak&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1259/2667/1600/mas%20006.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1259/2667/320/mas%20006.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;1/2 filled oreo jelly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1259/2667/1600/mas%20007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1259/2667/320/mas%20007.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Mengancam tak?Sodap dok....hehehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1259/2667/1600/mas%20005.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25508998-116010266668040918?l=mybeautifullovelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mybeautifullovelife.blogspot.com/feeds/116010266668040918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25508998&amp;postID=116010266668040918' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25508998/posts/default/116010266668040918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25508998/posts/default/116010266668040918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mybeautifullovelife.blogspot.com/2006/10/agar2-oreo.html' title='Agar2 Oreo'/><author><name>Mas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16443902014052883972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p80/ayang_girl/mothers%20day%20pic/mothersdaypic13-05-07016.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25508998.post-116009971974495695</id><published>2006-10-02T21:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-18T13:44:07.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Children's Day Celebration</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Yesterday early in the morning, hb, Khairi, abg, kak Mas, Quraisyah and I went to Geylang Serai market to do our marketing.  After that we went to TKC cos I want to buy my baking materials to bake strawberry marble cake &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;for Khairi's Children's Day celebration at his school.  After sending abg and his family home,  we took the kids (Syasya,Faris,Quraisyah and Khairi) to the A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;nimal Resort at Seletar.  We got to know the place when we watch it on the tv, forgotten wat's the show's name.  Well the place was not as fun as wat we expected.  There's not much animals over there and the place stinks like hell.  Even Khairi cant stand the smell.  Then we sent the kids home and proceed back to our own house.  Khairi took his afternoon nap, Papa getting ready to go for his afternoon shift and me, doing my&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt; cooking for Khairi's lunch. Just cook some fishball soup for him.  When Khairi's sleeping, I went to do my household chores.  After that I took a rest and then fall asleep.  Sedar2 dah kul 7 mlm seh. Kelam-kabut I dibuatnya cos nak berbuka puasa.  Si gendut ni pon tdo dari kul 2 sampai kul 7, tak bangun2.  I ate the fishball soup with him.  Then at 8pm, I went to the grocery shop downstairs to buys some snacks for Khairi to bring to school 2morrow.  Then at 9pm, I start doing my baking.  I baked 2 strawberry marble cakes for him.  When hb came back at 1.30 am, I was still waiting for the last cake to be bake in the oven.  Khairi had already fallen asleep at 11pm.  By 2 am when the cake was ready, I put it one side to let it cool do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;wn and went to bed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;This morning, Khairi and I took cab to his school as I got alot of things to bring for his Children's Day party.  Reached there at 7.30 am and his form teacher; Mdm Jamilah was already there arranging the food that was brought in by the other parents.  Then I let Khairi join his frens before leaving for work&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;.  Bila kat ofis, teringat masa time skolah dulu celebrate Children's Day.  Good memories during those days cos dapat bnyk presents from different subject teachers.  Hari ni Khairi dapat apa eh? Eh aku pulak yg excited?! Hehehe...This is Khairi's 1st time celebrating Children's Day and I'll bet he's enjoying himself right now.  As usual, I pick Khairi up at 6.30pm and today we're going to iftar at MIL's place cos the 2 kids (hb's niece and nephew) are there today cos they dnt hav&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;e to go to school due to Children's Day.  Then 1 of the teacher; Ms Siti pass to me Khairi's bag and 1 small paperbag full of his presents from  the teachers.Bnyk jugak Khairi dapat presents.  Wait for my FIL to fetch us in his taxi and then we proceed to Bishan.  Khairi den show his cuzzins wat he got  from his teachers.   After iftar, FIL sent us home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1259/2667/1600/mas%20004.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1259/2667/320/mas%20004.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;Khairi's Children's Day presents&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25508998-116009971974495695?l=mybeautifullovelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mybeautifullovelife.blogspot.com/feeds/116009971974495695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25508998&amp;postID=116009971974495695' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25508998/posts/default/116009971974495695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25508998/posts/default/116009971974495695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mybeautifullovelife.blogspot.com/2006/10/childrens-day-celebration.html' title='Children&apos;s Day Celebration'/><author><name>Mas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16443902014052883972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p80/ayang_girl/mothers%20day%20pic/mothersdaypic13-05-07016.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25508998.post-115925032601786803</id><published>2006-09-14T12:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-26T14:25:36.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 3rd Wedding Anniversary</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;6yrs ago, I join my current job after a recommendation by my best fren; Azlinda who is also my ex-classmate at ITE Bishan.  Ramai yg berkata(org2 yg keje kat sini jer yg cakap) MPH Distributors (S) Pte Ltd ni adalah tempat mencari jodoh. Cos ramai colleague yg kahwin dgn collegue sendiri and 1 of them is my hb and I.  After 2 mths I join this company, I meet my future husband (now my darling).  At that time, I've just broke off with my boyfriend. Sekejap kan dapat pengganti.  Hehehe..Both my hb and I are from different departments and different level.  I was from the magazines dept and at level 3 while hb was at books logistic department and at level 2.  Due to my job connection with the accounts at 2nd level so slalu jugak terserempak with my hb ni.  Pada mulanya mmg dua2 tak kenal langsung with each other but that change after the Family Day at the zoo.  I went there with my ex as I got nobody to bring along at that time and Suhaimi (my hb) went there with his 2 buddies.  We took a group photo together with Azlinda and her bf; Yazid who happen to be my hb's gd buddy and also work at the same company as us and a few others.  Since the pic is taken by my hb's camera, so when Azlinda show me the album,  I told her  to pass the message to Suhaimi (my darling) that I want the pic and she told me to ask him myself.  Tak bole harap lah si Linda ni. Mula2 mmg malulah nak bertanya but me cekalkan hati.  Since we took the same company transport home, I took the courage to ask Abg Suhaimi ( I called him abg at that time maklumlah cos he's older than me wat) when he sat 1 seat infront of me.  The dialog goes like this (masih segar diingatan ku) :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Me: "Hhmm...Abg Amy?!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Him:" Oh ya saya"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Me: "I nak mintak u developkan gbr kat zoo tu for me bole tak?!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Him: " Eh bole.  Nanti I dah develop, I'll pass kat u eh."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Me: " ok thanks, nanti i kasi u duit for the pic"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Him: "Eh tak payahlah"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Me: "huh? tak payah? betol ni?ikhlas?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Him: "betol.ikhlas. btw nama u siapa?u kawan Linda kan?"&gt; cara2 mengorat..wakakakakaka&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Me: "nama i mas. yup i kawan Linda."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Him: "ok mas, nanti abg pass the gbr bila i dah develop eh"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Me: "ok thanks again"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Wakakakaka..cute kan? From that day onwards macam ada rasa "crush" kat Abg Suhaimi ni.  Me slalu tanya pasal my hb kat Linda since her bf; Yazid are very close with Suhaimi.  Only she knows that I got crush on him. Hehehe.. I got crush on him but ada 2 mamat lain yg nak kenal2 ngan I tapi me reject. Den 2 weeks later, Suhaimi pass me the photo.  Then there is 1 day we took the same train home.  At 1st cumer senyum2 simpul after that he came over and talk to me.  At that time hanya Allah saja yg tahu perasaan beta ketika itu.  Wakakakaka....Since that day onwards, we took the same train and the same gerabak home.  Yg kelakarnya, both of us buat mcm tak kenal gitu bila turun dari bus transport at Ang Mo Kio MRT station tapi bila kat dlm train, berbual bukan main rancak lagi and 1 more thing, sblom we approach each other to talk, we tgk depan blakang, kiri kanan just in case we terserempak anyone from our company kat train tu.  Kirakan mcm nak sembunyikan our friendship or relationship from the pple in our company.  Kalau kat dlm gerabak tu ada yg kita kenal, we dnt approach each other.  Hehehe..mcm hubungan sulit gitu kan.  Dah 1 minggu berkenalan tapi we dnt have each other handphone numbers.  Den there is 1 day when he was about to alight at Bishan MRT station, he ask for my hp number tapi I tak sempat mintak his.  Balik terus smsed Linda for Suhaimi's hp number but she doesnt have one and she doesnt want to ask from Yazid either.  Nasib baik me ada Abg Saat's (1 of the mamat yg nak kenal2 ngan I but I reject cos badan dia mcm sumo wrestler berbanding ngan I yg slim melim ni) contact number so I smsed him tapi he gave me the wrong number and asked me so many questions of why I want Suhaimi's number (kepo seh).  Nasib baik si Suhaimi ni smsed I that night.  From that night onwards, start lah kita smsing each other even at work. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;From the day we get to know each other, takde org yg tau about our relationship. Not even Linda.  On the 3rd day of Ramadhan in November that year, he proposed to me to be his steady and that was only 3 weeks that we got to know each other.  Cepat kan?!  When we're buying our baju raya at Geylang bazaar, we terserempak with 1 of his colleague, Sam (the other mamat yg nak kenal2 ngan i and I reject him cos he already got a gf) and his gf.  Muka dia terperanjat cos seeing both of us so mesra gitu.  He and Suhaimi dnt talk much as Sam's gf wanna buy her baju raya at Tanjong Katong Complex.  Den there is 1 day when my colleague; Cassandra and I went out for lunch to buy things for Hari Raya party for our department and Suhaimi went out with Yazid to buy baby gift for Suhaimi's  sister who juz gave birth to a baby boy, Suhaimi approached me asking for my opinion abt the gift that he had chosen, that is when  Cassandra found out abt our relationship.  She's very excited of me getting attached with Suhaimi.  After 2 mths, we decided to let pple know of our relationship cos penat seh main sembunyi2 ngan dorang cos before that we dnt even sit together in the bus transport.  Takdelah buat announcement that we're 2gether cuma we decided to sit together in the bus transport and even have lunch together.  From that day onwards, words gave been goin round that we're together and I can happily ride with him on his motorbike home without having to wait for the bus to go 1st then ride his motorbike.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;In March 2001, he brought me to this Diamond Jewel Pte Ltd in MacPherson and surprise me by buying a diamond ring that cost $250.  I thought that was the only surprise that he will give me but I was wrong.  While we're riding home after buying the diamond ring, he proposed to me at the junction at Payar Lebar PIE.  Masa tu masih tgh naik motor tunggu trafik light tau.  Walaupon tak proposed secara romantik mcm kat tv but I still say "yes" to him.  Bila sampai kat my block parking space, he took the ring and sarung kat my jari manis.  That was the happiest day in my life.  1 week later, he came over to my house and asked for my hand to my mom and my mom accepted his proposal but on one condition.  Kena tahan with my bad-tempered attitude cos she said being the youngest in the family, I'm very pampered but stubborn..Hehehehe..bole gitu...Den on Hari Raya Haji in 2001, his parents came over to merisik and decided that our engagement day is dated 1st of September 2001.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;After 2 years mengharungi saat suka duka pertunangan, we're married on the 14th September 2003.  The wedding affair was sederhana but a happy occasion for the 2 families.  Then in November that year, I conceived.  Nine mths later, on the 30th August 2004, exactly 40 weeks of pregnancy, the gift of our love was born.  Our love child, Muhammad Khairi Danial.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Happy 3rd Wedding Anniversary Papa.  May the love in our marriage still burning till our death do us part.  I love you Papa...muacks...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;P.S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Panjang seh story I ni..hehehehehe...Happy reading pple..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25508998-115925032601786803?l=mybeautifullovelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mybeautifullovelife.blogspot.com/feeds/115925032601786803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25508998&amp;postID=115925032601786803' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25508998/posts/default/115925032601786803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25508998/posts/default/115925032601786803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mybeautifullovelife.blogspot.com/2006/09/happy-3rd-wedding-anniversary.html' title='Happy 3rd Wedding Anniversary'/><author><name>Mas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16443902014052883972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p80/ayang_girl/mothers%20day%20pic/mothersdaypic13-05-07016.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25508998.post-115924414407811526</id><published>2006-09-14T00:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-06T09:16:10.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Car</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Today we woke up early at 7 am cos we're going to take our new weekend car at Teban Garden as our appointment with our agent, Seb&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;astian is at 12pm.  1st we head to Bishan as we're meeting my FIL at 9am and den we head straight to Jurong East by taking MRT.  Khairi is really excited when taking the train.  He just cant keep still in the train, jalan sana sini, halo kat org sana sini.  It too&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;k us 1 hour to reach Jurong East MRT station, sampai panas bontot ni.  From Jurong East MRT station, we took a cab to the Teban Garden as we do not know where is the place to take our car.  When we reached our destination, Sebastian was already there to welcome us.  He then explain the contract with us again and show us our car; black Proton Savvy.  He explain the functions of the car to my hb.  After that we're able to take the car home.  Kesukaan lah anak aku ni sampai tak re&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;ti duduk diam kat dlm kereta.  Sekejap ke depan sit with my FIL, sekejap duduk &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;blakang with me.  Since the car is new and the agent only top up a little fuel, we have to find a petrol station to top-up the fuel but 1st we head t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;o Ayer Rajah Hawker centre to fill our stomach.  Dari pagi tak sarapan so perut kebulur seh.  Then we head to Mobil at Clementi Ave 2 to top-up the fuel.  Then we sent my FIL home cos he will be driving his taxi later late in the evening.  Hubby then decided to drive home 1st as we forgotten to bring Khairi's milk powder before we go j&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;alan2 with the new car.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Bila dah sampai rumah and take the milk powder,  while sitting in the car, we have no idea to go where.  My hb tgk muka I, I tgk muka my hb and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; den both of us laugh.  Kelakar seh cos sebelom ambek kereta, mcm2 tempat kita nak pegi tapi bila dah duduk dlm kereta, tak tau nak pegi mana.  In the end we decided to go East Coast Park and let Khairi play with the sand.  Dalam perjalanan ke East Coast Park, Khairi dah start merengek and ask for his milk.  It's time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; for his afte&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;rnoon nap.  Nasib baik I ada buatkan susu terlebih dahulu kat rumah tadi so I just pass him the milk and there he goes to the lalaland.  Bila dah sampai East Coast Park, we woke him up and he's so excited to see the sea and the sand.  Apalagi start lah dia main pasir &amp; air laut.  Yg selengenya, si mama a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;nd papa dia lupa nak bawak tuala.  Nak tak nak terpaksa beli tuala kat 7-11.  Then at 5.3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;0pm, we head to my mom's place.  Bila sampai rumah my mom, si kecik ni sibuk tell his nenek abt his papa's car.  My 2nd bro took the apportunity to test drive the car cos both my hb and I agree that we will allow any of our family members to use the car if they need it.  Tadi bila hantar my FIL balik pon we ask him to test drive the car so that he will be familiar with the car if he uses it.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;While we're at my mom's place, hb's buddy; Yat who the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;one &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;recommend this car to my hb called and want to meet him.  When my hb told Yat that we're at my mom's place, he say he will be coming over.  Yat arrive at my mom's place carpark at 9.30pm with his wifey; Khaty.  Walaupon Yat got the same car as my hb tapi dia yg ghairah cos dia cakap seronok dapat kereta baru.  Apa saja si mamat ni.Yat then invite us to have drinks kat kedai kopi at his place and we agree.  My hb, Khairi and I then went back to my mom's place and salam my mo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;m before we head together with Yat in our own car.  Duduk sekejap with Yat and Khaty kat kedai kopi before heading home  at 11pm as 2morrow I'll be starting my job after 9 days of hospitalisation leave.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Bila sampai rumah, I start to pack my things and Khairi's thing as I'll be sending him to school 2morrow.  Dah more than 1 week I neva send him to child care as I'm still on my hospitalisation leave.Ok pple...I'm going off to the lalaland..Nitez&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1259/2667/1600/mas%20002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1259/2667/320/mas%20002.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;The new car - Proton Savvy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1259/2667/1600/mas%20001.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1259/2667/320/mas%20001.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Papa &amp; Khairi with the new car&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25508998-115924414407811526?l=mybeautifullovelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mybeautifullovelife.blogspot.com/feeds/115924414407811526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25508998&amp;postID=115924414407811526' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25508998/posts/default/115924414407811526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25508998/posts/default/115924414407811526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mybeautifullovelife.blogspot.com/2006/09/new-car.html' title='New Car'/><author><name>Mas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16443902014052883972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p80/ayang_girl/mothers%20day%20pic/mothersdaypic13-05-07016.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25508998.post-115924132372271544</id><published>2006-09-12T22:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-26T11:29:17.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cupcakes tak menjadi</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Today I went to Simei with Khairi to buy the bahan2 to make the cupcakes recepi at Phoon Guat.  Tgh dlm pantang masih bole merayap seh.  Lagipon boring asyik terperuk kat rumah.  Then I brought Khairi to Pet Safari at Eastpoint.  Kesukaan dia tgk anjing2 yg cute2 tu.  Walaupon ada kucing 4 ekor tapi me pon suka tgk anjing2 kecik tu, very the cute and lovable.  We then went to Banquet to buy some food for papa.  After that we head back home cos me nak bake the cupcakes.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Bila sampai rumah, apalagi me start with my project lah.  Told my hb to take care of Khairi while I'm baking tapi dia buat "dek" jer.  Sampai terpekik terlolong aku ni mcm tarzan cos si kecik mengacau ajer.  Mana main ngan tepung, pecahkan telor and den main senduk pulak.  Jgn kek aku bantut sudah.  Bila semua bahan2 dah siap digaul, me pon masukkan lah dlm oven.  Bila nampak kek tu naik bukan main seronok lagi tapi bila dikluarkan dan disejukkan, terus keras and bantat. Aiseyman, fed-up nya gue.  Ni gara2 terpekik-pekik kat Khairi lah tadi sampai kek pon terperanjat.  Sorri pple disebabkan kek tu tak menjadi so  me tak ambek pic. wakakakakaka&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25508998-115924132372271544?l=mybeautifullovelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mybeautifullovelife.blogspot.com/feeds/115924132372271544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25508998&amp;postID=115924132372271544' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25508998/posts/default/115924132372271544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25508998/posts/default/115924132372271544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mybeautifullovelife.blogspot.com/2006/09/cupcakes-tak-menjadi.html' title='Cupcakes tak menjadi'/><author><name>Mas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16443902014052883972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p80/ayang_girl/mothers%20day%20pic/mothersdaypic13-05-07016.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25508998.post-115803571036188582</id><published>2006-09-07T20:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-12T12:35:10.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Resting Well</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Today we decided to go back to Punggol.  Hubby have taken 3 days leave since yesterday to take care of me.  Khairi too will not be goin to school this week just to keep me company. I'm resting well at home with hubby doin the housework.  Thank you papa.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25508998-115803571036188582?l=mybeautifullovelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mybeautifullovelife.blogspot.com/feeds/115803571036188582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25508998&amp;postID=115803571036188582' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25508998/posts/default/115803571036188582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25508998/posts/default/115803571036188582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mybeautifullovelife.blogspot.com/2006/09/resting-well.html' title='Resting Well'/><author><name>Mas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16443902014052883972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p80/ayang_girl/mothers%20day%20pic/mothersdaypic13-05-07016.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25508998.post-115799140955741060</id><published>2006-09-06T22:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-12T12:26:59.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby..you left me AGAIN!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Yesterday I took a cab to work. I still wearing pad eventhough there's no more brown discharge, just a precaution. Did my work as per normal. Went to the toilet every hour to check on my condition, nothing. As per normal, I was chatting with Kak Eimah and Kak Azian in the late afternoon when I feel the same thing as on Monday. There was brown discharge and a mild stomach cramp followed. Feeling uneasy, I approached my colleague; Jesline from the accounts department. I told her my problem and she told me if I feel uneasy I should go straight to the hospital. The reason I approached her is that she ever encounter this kind of thing. Feeling uneasy as I sensed something was wrong, I decided to tell my boss that I need to go to the hospital immediately. Without hesitating my boss let me go. Before I left my work place, I called my hubby at home telling him that I'm going to the hospital. I walk outside my building and there was a lady driving her car decided to let me ride in her car and alighted me outside at the main road. It is difficult to get a cab at my work place as it was really a "ulu" side. I really dnt know why I didnt called a cab at that time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;While I was waiting to hail a cab, I smsed my SIL telling her my problem. Then while I was in the cab, my elder brother called me. I was already started to cry as I sensed something is wrong with my pregnancy. I told him I'm goin straight to KKH 24 hour Women's Clinic. Then he told me he's on the way there to meet me. When I reached the KKH 24 hour Women's Clinic and register myself, my thoughts have been goin wild thinking something bad goin to happen to my baby. The nurse gave me a bottle for my urine test. While waiting for my name to be called, my hubby called asking how's my condition but I told him that it's not my turn yet and he got the cheek to ask me "mama nak makan apa?" Org tgh panic dia tanya pasal makan!! He told me he cant leave the house as Khairi was having his afternoon nap and I told him it's ok cos my bro is coming tapi dalam hati ni berkata "how I wish u were here with me papa". I know Khairi will throw tantrum when dia dikejutkan but at that time I really felt lonely. One by one my family members called me; my SIL (my bro's wife) and my 2nd elder bro called. I was there crying to myself. When my name was called, the doctor said my urine test is positive and need to do ultrascan to find out wats wrong. At 1st he scan my tummy after I told him that I've already went for my 1st ultrascan at HPB last mth. While he was scanning my tummy, there was "something is not right" written on his face. Then he told me he need to scan below. When he put the ultrascan stick on my vagina, I realised that he didnt poke too deep though and he got a "worried" written on his face. Then he showed me the screen and told me that he didnt see any heart beat at all and there no movement too. My tears just flow like a river when the doctor told me that. I LOST MY BABY.....After I clean myself up, the doctor discuss my condition to me. He gave me 2 options; (1) to wash the baby tonite (last night) and (2) to wait 1 more week to monitor my baby's condition which he says it's a miracle the baby survive as he totally see no survival of my baby at all after the scan and he advise me on the 1st option as he do not want me to bleed at home since I've already got the sympton of miscarriage. Feeling already dampened with my miscarriage, I told the doctor I need to discuss this 1st with my family before I make any decision but in my mind already made up of washing my baby even though it's hard for me to accept the reality that I lost the baby yet again. The 1st person I called is my elder bro and I just cant stop crying at that time. He advise me to call my hubby and my mom. I called my hubby and told him the bad news and I can sense that this matter just feels like nothing to him cos he didnt even comfort me over the phone while I was crying at the other end of the line. I tried to called my mom but no answer. Not long after my elder bro came with him still in his uniform. I just couldnt stop crying at that time. My bro told me to "redhakan" kepergian my baby as Allah sayangkan my baby more than I do and my baby will be much more safer disisi Allah. After he said those words, I just stop crying. Then my hubby came together with my son and my 2nd elder bro. I told my hubby of my decision of washing off the baby as I do not want to memudaratkan my kesihatan if I decided to wait. Then he fill in the application forms for me to be admitted. While I was about to be wheeled to my ward, my mom came and I hugged my mom and cried. My mom cried and told me " bukan rezeki ko ayang, redhakan saja." Then the nurse wheeled me to my ward. Since I drank a bit of water earlier on for my urine test, the doctor scheduled my operation at 11 pm as I've to fast at least 6 hours before the operation. During the time before my operation, my family have been keeping vigil at my bed and keep talking happy thoughts to keep me away from crying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;During my 1st scanning last mth, the nurse told that my baby already has legs and hands forming.  When I told my mom that, she said that we must claim back the body as dah cukup sifat.  To confirm this matter, my SIL even called the pengekebumian company and they said we should claim the body and semadikan as per normal.  About the gender, the doctor will do the procedure and will write in the death certificate.  My mom and my 2nd elder bro even gave me $700 for the pengekebumian tu.  2 more hours to go before my operation and I was feeling restless due to the mild cramp that I'm having.  At 10pm, my family have to leave the hospital as it was already passed the visiting hour.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;At 11pm, I was asked to change into the operation clothings. By 11.30pm, I was wheeled into the operating theatre.  In there, there was a chinese lady doctor telling me that it's no point of claiming back the baby's body as I was only about 3mths plus in my pregnancy and when they wash my womb, it will be into pieces and blood.  As this is about religious matter, I politely told her that I need to discuss with my husband who is waiting outside the operating theatre.  Without considering my thoughts which is sedang berkecamuk at that time, she rudely told me that I'm big enough to make the decisions.  Then I told her off "right! I'm big enough to make the decisions but this is regarding religious matter and I need to discuss this with my husband before I do make a decision which I might regret for my whole life!"  After that she just go into a room and the nurse told me that she will called my husband so that I can discuss this matter with him.  Kurang ajar kan tu doctor!!!!  After a malay nurse explain my situation to my husband, both of us decided not to claim the so called body.  And I was wheeled back into the operating theatre where I was put to sleep during the operation.  At 1.15 am, I was awaken by the nurse at the recuperating room.  Then by 1.30 am I was wheeled back to my ward.  My hubby was there for me till 2 am to attend to my needs.  I didnt feel any pain at all maybe bcos of the anesathic.At 2 am, hubby went home as tomorrow (today) I'll be discharge after lunch if my health permits.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;So today after lunch, I was allowed to be discharge and was given 9 days of hospitalisation leave up till 13 Sep.  I decided to stay at my mom's place for 1 day and return home tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;To my frens who have been consoling me, I would like to say thank you for being there for me.  I really appreciate your best wishes and the doas u've given me.  Thank You again!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25508998-115799140955741060?l=mybeautifullovelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mybeautifullovelife.blogspot.com/feeds/115799140955741060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25508998&amp;postID=115799140955741060' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25508998/posts/default/115799140955741060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25508998/posts/default/115799140955741060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mybeautifullovelife.blogspot.com/2006/09/babyyou-left-me-again.html' title='Baby..you left me AGAIN!!!'/><author><name>Mas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16443902014052883972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p80/ayang_girl/mothers%20day%20pic/mothersdaypic13-05-07016.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25508998.post-115798971930055442</id><published>2006-09-05T01:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-11T23:48:39.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MIL went for her Umrah</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Today my MIL will go for her umrah later in the afternoon but somehow the flight was changed to midnight tonite.  I've already told hubby that I wont be sending her off cos I'm really tired futhermore I've already visit her yesterday with my mom.  Hubby called before lunch time asking me to bring Khairi over to his mom's place as his mom wanna see Khairi before she go so I've no choice but to obliged.  While I was chatting with Kak Eimah, Kak Shaikah and Kak Azian during lunch time, I feel that some discharge is coming out from down there so I excuse myself to the ladies.  True enough there was brown discharge.  I got panic and I told them wat happen. They told me not to be panic and monitor my situation every hour.  If the discharge goes on then I need to go to the hospital. Alhamdullilah the discharge stop but I'm a bit worried though cos I've been thru miscarriage last year but since I didnt bleed just brown discharge, I tink it's normal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;After work I fetch Khairi and we went straight to Bishan.  My MIL told me to send her off at the airport.  At 1st I tak nak tapi asyik kena paksa jer so I mengalah.  We left my MIL's place at 10pm with 2 vechiles.  I ride in my FIL's taxi with the kids while my MIL followed Abg Mail's car with Kak Lela, Rizal and Watie.  Reached the airport, the kids bukan main happy lagi especially si Khairi, dapat berlari sana sini.  Not long after, Wak Esah came with Kak Lina and her family, Abg Rosley and Kak Zainab with her kids.  Kak Lela and I keep looking at our watches cos besok kena keje and the mata already very sleepy.  My FIl already sound nak hantar Khairi and I balik tapi my MIL tak kasi kitaorg balik seh, suruh tunggu dia masok check-in baru bole balik, mcm lah aku tak keje besok dah lah mc dah unpaid apalagi cuti dah takde.  Bila dah kul 12 mlm, masih blom check-in jugak my FIL cakap tak payah tunggu, bukan main happy aku ni cos sememangnya badan ni dah terlalu letih and mata dah mengantuk.  So me apalagi cepat2 salam semua org and si Khairi ni pulak meragam tak nak balik.  Sampai rumah genap kul 1 pagi.  Smsed my hubby that besok tak hantar Khairi and I'll be waking up late and will be taking a cab to work.  Tukar baju and tukar baju Khairi yg sudah tdo tu terus landing..ZZZzzzzzz.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25508998-115798971930055442?l=mybeautifullovelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mybeautifullovelife.blogspot.com/feeds/115798971930055442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25508998&amp;postID=115798971930055442' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25508998/posts/default/115798971930055442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25508998/posts/default/115798971930055442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mybeautifullovelife.blogspot.com/2006/09/mil-went-for-her-umrah.html' title='MIL went for her Umrah'/><author><name>Mas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16443902014052883972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p80/ayang_girl/mothers%20day%20pic/mothersdaypic13-05-07016.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25508998.post-115798794459418174</id><published>2006-09-03T23:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-11T23:19:04.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lauk sardine masak kicap??</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Today I went to my mom's place with Khairi as we're goin to my MIL's place later on together cos my MIL will be goin Umrah with her sister; Wak Esah tomorrow.  Reached my mom's place at 5pm and then we took a cab to Bishan.  Alysa and Edrin were there too so Khairi play with them.  Not long after my hb's cousin and her family came.  We left my MIL's place after maghrib and I stayed awhile at my mom's place before going back at 9pm.  Tekak ni terasa nak makan ikan sardine masak kicap so before I went back I bought 1 can of sardine.  Balik rumah jer apalagi masak lah ikan sardine tu.  Sememangnya I tak suka masak lauk sardine cos leceh kena goreng the sardine 1st tapi mlm ni mcm rajin gitu kan.  Dgn sekejap jer lauk ni dimasak.  Apa angin aku malam ni masak?hahahaha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25508998-115798794459418174?l=mybeautifullovelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mybeautifullovelife.blogspot.com/feeds/115798794459418174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25508998&amp;postID=115798794459418174' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25508998/posts/default/115798794459418174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25508998/posts/default/115798794459418174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mybeautifullovelife.blogspot.com/2006/09/lauk-sardine-masak-kicap.html' title='Lauk sardine masak kicap??'/><author><name>Mas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16443902014052883972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p80/ayang_girl/mothers%20day%20pic/mothersdaypic13-05-07016.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25508998.post-115798626762920186</id><published>2006-08-30T22:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-11T22:51:07.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 2nd Birthday Khairi</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Today I took 1/2 day morning time off cos I wanna celebrate Khairi's birthday at his child care centre. Hubby and I woke up early cos I need to pick-up Khairi's birthday cake at Compasspoint at 9.30 am and then head straight to the centre. When I reached the centre at 10 am, Khairi, my MIL and my hubby were already there. Khairi's form teacher; Mdm Jamilah then set up the table for the birthday party. It was celebrated by his classmates only as the other students from the other level were having their lessons. When I opened up the cake box, Khairi was really happy cos its his favourite cartoon character; Barney and friends. So there was a "birthday song" session and I can see how happy Khairi is today to be celebrating with his close friends around him. I also brought the party packs to be distributed later on. Hubby, my MIL and I took pics with Khairi too. Then hubby went back 1st as he have to work later on in the afternoon. So left me with my MIL. Btw there was also class photo sessions on that day so we have to wait till Khairi's class turn to take photo before we could bring Khairi back home as he still having a bit of diarhoea. He really enjoy himself that day even though he celebrated it for 1/2 a day. Then we went back to my MIL's place. I then took a cab to work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1259/2667/320/IMG_0361.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;The birthday cake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1259/2667/320/IMG_0362.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Khairi and his birthday cake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1259/2667/320/IMG_0364.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Khairi with his form teacher;Mdm Jamilah (in green tudung) and his classmates (can u all see the the kids are eyeing on the cake?heheheh)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1259/2667/320/IMG_0368.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Khairi with mama and papa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1259/2667/320/IMG_0369.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Me, my MIL, Khairi and hubby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 334px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="240" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1259/2667/320/IMG_0373.jpg" width="402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;The photo session...Aren't they cute? I mean the little ones of course..haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25508998-115798626762920186?l=mybeautifullovelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mybeautifullovelife.blogspot.com/feeds/115798626762920186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25508998&amp;postID=115798626762920186' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25508998/posts/default/115798626762920186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25508998/posts/default/115798626762920186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mybeautifullovelife.blogspot.com/2006/08/happy-2nd-birthday-khairi.html' title='Happy 2nd Birthday Khairi'/><author><name>Mas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16443902014052883972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p80/ayang_girl/mothers%20day%20pic/mothersdaypic13-05-07016.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25508998.post-115687331257507591</id><published>2006-08-29T22:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-11T22:54:43.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pitam and hurt my chin</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Khairi woke me up at 1 am this morning asking for his plain water drink. I woke up and walk to the door, tiba2 terasa mcm nak pitam. So I put my hands at the 2 walls. Tanpa I sedar, I terus melorot kebawah and jatuh terhentak. My dagu terhentak ke lantai dgn kuat. My hubby terus terbangun from his sleep and found me flat down on the floor. He switch on the light and held me up. I terasa macam sedar tak sedar gitu. Hb den renjiskan sedikit ar kat my son and I suddenly cried cos of the pain on my chin. Den I heard Khairi says "y mama?y mama?mama cry?" My hubby says there's blood on my chin and took icepack to stop the blood. He ask me wat happen, I just told him I felt giddy and I held the walls to make me steady and suddenly I collapsed. He carried me to the bed and put ointment on my chin. Nasib baik my hubby is around, if not I tak tau apa akan terjadi if I'm alone with Khairi. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1259/2667/320/IMG_0360.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;See the red mark on my chin?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25508998-115687331257507591?l=mybeautifullovelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mybeautifullovelife.blogspot.com/feeds/115687331257507591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25508998&amp;postID=115687331257507591' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25508998/posts/default/115687331257507591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25508998/posts/default/115687331257507591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mybeautifullovelife.blogspot.com/2006/08/pitam-and-hurt-my-chin.html' title='Pitam and hurt my chin'/><author><name>Mas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16443902014052883972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p80/ayang_girl/mothers%20day%20pic/mothersdaypic13-05-07016.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25508998.post-115687257732475008</id><published>2006-08-28T21:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-30T01:29:37.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm sick</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Went to see the doctor downstairs and told her that I might be infected by Khairi's stomach flu.  After thorough check-up, she told me that my baby will not be affected and gave me 2 days mc.  Bila sampai rumah jer, I terus makan ubat den head back to bed cos badan dah terlalu lemah.  I slept the whole day and hubby was kind enough to take care of Khairi while I was asleep.  He even bought us macaroni soup and porridge for us to eat.  Thank you papa....we love u so much.  So today we neva do any housework.  The three of us just rest at home and watch dvds...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25508998-115687257732475008?l=mybeautifullovelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mybeautifullovelife.blogspot.com/feeds/115687257732475008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25508998&amp;postID=115687257732475008' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25508998/posts/default/115687257732475008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25508998/posts/default/115687257732475008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mybeautifullovelife.blogspot.com/2006/08/im-sick.html' title='I&apos;m sick'/><author><name>Mas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16443902014052883972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p80/ayang_girl/mothers%20day%20pic/mothersdaypic13-05-07016.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25508998.post-115687223789891810</id><published>2006-08-27T01:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-30T01:23:57.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday Cake</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Khairi is still having his loose stools but at least not so often as he used to have.  Now pon dia dah ada selera sikit to eat.  My hubby still not feeling well. Even though no more vomitting and diarhoe but his stomach still feel sebu and his body feel abit weak.  He still wanna go to work cos he said he will having his off day 2morrow.  So the 2 branak makan porridge with soup yg smalam my mom masak kan tu.  I told hubby that I'll be ordering Khairi birthday cake later in the evening.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;After my hubby went to work at 1pm, Khairi and I took an afternoon nap.  When I woke up at 3pm, badan ni terasa mcm seram sejuk gitu, mcm org nak sakit.  Bila I tgk Khairi masih dalam mimpi, me pon sambunglah tdo sampai kul 5.  Bila bangun masa tu, kepala terus terasa pusing.  Kenapa pulak aku ni.  So both of us took a bath cos I pon janji my fren nak jumpa dia kat Compasspoint to pass her my kain for her mom to jahit.  We left the house at 6.45pm to meet Juju and her mom at Compasspoint and den we proceed to McDonald cos Khairi wanna eat nuggets.  While I was enjoying my fish fillet, tiba2 tekak ni rasa semacam jer, terasa nak muntah.  Dgn pantas, me kluarkan minyak kapak and tenyeh kat hidung.  Lega sikit.  After our dinner, we proceed to Prima Deli to order Barney birthday cake for Khairi to celebrate it in school.  Den we head home.  Bila dalam mrt, perut I pulak buat ragam.  Tekak pulak terasa nak muntah.  I was praying hard at that time supaya cepat2 sampai rumah.  Bila sampai jer depan pintu, terasa muntah dah ditahap anak tekak.  Kelam-kabut I buka pintu and push Khairi yg tgh duduk dalam pram masok rumah and head to the toilet.   Apalagi...terus muntah lah I kat toilet bowl tu.  Dah lah muntah, berak2 menyusul pulak.  Nampak sah aku dah kena berjangkit penyakit Khairi ni.  Si Khairi ni nampak I muntah berak, dia pulak tanya I "dah mama?pain?".  Hehehehe....I malam I tak dapat tdo cos muntah berak more than 5 times.  Nampaknya besok mc lah aku ni.  Hope my baby tak apa2....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25508998-115687223789891810?l=mybeautifullovelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mybeautifullovelife.blogspot.com/feeds/115687223789891810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25508998&amp;postID=115687223789891810' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25508998/posts/default/115687223789891810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25508998/posts/default/115687223789891810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mybeautifullovelife.blogspot.com/2006/08/birthday-cake.html' title='Birthday Cake'/><author><name>Mas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16443902014052883972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p80/ayang_girl/mothers%20day%20pic/mothersdaypic13-05-07016.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25508998.post-115687118387667901</id><published>2006-08-26T23:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-11T23:04:29.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Party Pack</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Just now Eliana smsed me that she will be sending Khairi's party pack goodies before maghrib. Nasib baik ada Eli cos kalau tak susah seh dgn anak yg sakit mana ada time nak beli goodies tu. Thanks eh Eli, I owe u one gal. My problem is now I blom draw duit from the ATM machine ni. Tried to call my mom but she was nowhere to be found. So at last I got her when I called her again at 3.30pm. Rupa-rupanya mak aku ni gi johor. Told her to come over to look after Khairi while I went out to withdraw some money. Dgn sekal pantas, 1/2 hour later dia dah tercegat kat my pintu gate. Kesian my mom. Baru balik johor blom hilang penat dah kena datang rumah I. Bila my mom sampai, I pon gi lah mandi. Then my mom ketuk my bedroom door saying that my fren dah sampai. Kelam kabut aku dibuatnya. Sempat pakai baju and sluar pendek jer, rambut masih berserabai bila I meet Eli. Malu jugak aku dibuatnya cos hubby dia pon ada. Hahahaha...Thanks again Eli.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Then I went to Punggol Plaza to withdraw some money cos tadi I pinjam duit my mom to bayar Eli. Went to Ntuc to buy daging kisar,fishball and some bread as I want my mom to make some soup for Khairi as he cant eat "heavy" food yet. Nasib baik si kecik ni kalau setiap kali sakit, dia tak bnyk ragam, cuma relaks one corner jer. So bila I sampai rumah, my mom pon siapkan Khairi's soup. Berselera betol I tgk Khairi's soup, ada udang, fishball and daging kisar. Den I cook some porridge for him to eat with the soup. My nephew called that he and his family are coming over to my place since my mom is at my place. Bestnya ramai datang rumah aku ni. Hehehe... Khairi woke up from his sleep bila my mom dah habis masak. Agaknya dia terbau soup tu kalau tak jgn harap dia nak bangun. My mom datang pon dia tak sedar. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;My elder bro and his family reached my place at 6.30pm. Khairi was really happy to see his cuzzins. Terus baik seh. Tak muntah tak berak2. Hubby called home at 7pm telling me that he might be infected by Khairi cos he too dah start muntah2 and berak2. Aiseyman..kesiannya papa. He says he will run down to the pharmacy if he have the time to buy some medications. 2 persons down, I really hope I tak kena. My mom and my bro and his bunch left at 10 pm from my place. Sent them to the bus stop and I went home with Khairi. Bila sampai rumah jer, I terbau lain mcm. Alamak si kecik ni dah berak lah. Tadi tak berak2, now pulak. But he berak only once but it is still loose stools. Gave him his medications and put him to sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;While I was sleeping, telinga ni terdgr toilet diflush bnyk kali. Rupa-rupanya my hb dah balik from his afternoon shift at 2am. He still having his diarhoe and vomitting. I advise him to see doctor the next day but he simply refuse. Nasib baik ada ubat berak2 for adults at home. Lepas makan ubat, dia pon tdo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1259/2667/320/IMG_0336.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1259/2667/320/IMG_0335.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25508998-115687118387667901?l=mybeautifullovelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mybeautifullovelife.blogspot.com/feeds/115687118387667901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25508998&amp;postID=115687118387667901' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25508998/posts/default/115687118387667901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25508998/posts/default/115687118387667901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mybeautifullovelife.blogspot.com/2006/08/party-pack.html' title='Party Pack'/><author><name>Mas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16443902014052883972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p80/ayang_girl/mothers%20day%20pic/mothersdaypic13-05-07016.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25508998.post-115686952411124704</id><published>2006-08-25T23:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-30T00:38:44.130+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stomach Flu again</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Khairi was down with stomach flu today after he ate so many buah duku langsat at Wak Esah's kenduri last night.  He start to vomit at 1 am this morning till 3 am den followed by diarhoe at 6 am.  Luckily hubby is off today to take hime to the doctor. I didnt sleep well cos this boy just refuse to be with his papa, he still wants me to pat him to sleep which he didnt get any due to his stomach flu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Hubby tot of sending Khairi to his mom's place as he want to go for his friday prayer but unfortunately, on the way to Bishan, Khairi vomitted in the taxi and kena his papa's clothings.  Eeewww...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;When we reached home later in the night, Khairi still having his vomitting and diarhoe.  The doctor said no food for these few days, only soya milk that he prescibed.  Alah kesiannya anak aku ni.  So malam gerenti dia tak bole tdo cos perut dah kosong.  My son ni kalau perut kosong dia gerenti mintak nasi punya.  But soya milk will make him feel full, so no worry.  Hope he will get well soon as his birthday is just round the corner.  Lekas baik eh sayang mama...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25508998-115686952411124704?l=mybeautifullovelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mybeautifullovelife.blogspot.com/feeds/115686952411124704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25508998&amp;postID=115686952411124704' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25508998/posts/default/115686952411124704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25508998/posts/default/115686952411124704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mybeautifullovelife.blogspot.com/2006/08/stomach-flu-again.html' title='Stomach Flu again'/><author><name>Mas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16443902014052883972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p80/ayang_girl/mothers%20day%20pic/mothersdaypic13-05-07016.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25508998.post-115639129537607689</id><published>2006-08-24T11:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-24T11:50:17.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Post Natal Blues???</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Last night for no reason at all, I cried myself to sleep.  I was daydreaming (or should I call nightdreaming) which I usually do before I go to sleep, then suddenly I cried.  My hubby and my son were happily in their dreamland but me???  I was thinking alot of things recently; about myself, my baby, financial and the list goes on and on.  I neva think of those things before I got myself pregnant but now those things make me think really hard about the future and stress too.  The only way to destress myself is &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;CRY&lt;/span&gt;.  I noticed that I'm a bit sensitive about wat pple said or how pple do things and that make me cry too.  Makin cengngeng lah aku ni sejak mengandung. Am I having post natal blues???  I hope not cos I heard it's bad for me, my baby and even my family.  Anyone can help me regarding this matter cos I do not want to see a counsellor unless it's really serious???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25508998-115639129537607689?l=mybeautifullovelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mybeautifullovelife.blogspot.com/feeds/115639129537607689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25508998&amp;postID=115639129537607689' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25508998/posts/default/115639129537607689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25508998/posts/default/115639129537607689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mybeautifullovelife.blogspot.com/2006/08/post-natal-blues.html' title='Post Natal Blues???'/><author><name>Mas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16443902014052883972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p80/ayang_girl/mothers%20day%20pic/mothersdaypic13-05-07016.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25508998.post-115621613208837665</id><published>2006-08-20T22:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-22T11:12:42.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday Present????</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;es today is my "&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;BIG DAY&lt;/span&gt;".  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;My birthday&lt;/span&gt;.  I turn 28 yrs old as at 12 midnight last night.Pple say a year older will make a person a year wiser, I really hope so.  I'm very happy with the life I'm leading right now.  With a great and loving family and in-laws, a caring husband and a beautiful son.  Wat more can I ask.  A baby gal I think?  Hehehehe.. Thank you Allah for blessing me with happiness and rezeki. I told Khairi that today is "mama's b'day" then he says "nooooo...papanya b'day".  Mula2 tu sedih jugak tapi I tau si Khairi ni kalau sesiapa punya b'day pon, mesti dia cakap "nooo...papanya b'day".  Gasak ko lah nak, asalkan ko bahagia...Wakakaka.  Today my mom and my darling hubby called early in the morning to wish me "Happy Birthday".  Even my 3rd elder bro smsed me to wish me "Happy Birthday".  I'm a happy gal today.  Today I'm not goin anywhere to celebrate, just goin to my secondary school fren's wedding later in the afternoon and will be meeting and going out with Yat; hubby's fren to a place that I cant mention.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After my hubby came back to work, we got ready to go to my secondary school fren's wedding at Tampines.  I make an appointment to go together with my other secondary school fren; Marlina.  The wedding was really grand.  The brides' parents were really happy to see us cos it's been almost 10 over years since we left secondary school.  The three of us got this habit of studying at one another's place every time exams nearing so it's no wonder we know one another's family really well.  We didnt get to see Farah Dina; the bride as she already went to the groom's place.  After that, Yat came over and pick us up and he's kind enough to send Marlina home too.  Thank you Yat.  Then we took a ride in Yat's car to go some place where my hubby need to check something out and then pick Yat's wife up from work at the Forum.  When we reached the destination that hubby wanna go,  I thought he juz wanna window shopping cos we have not come to a conclusion regarding this matter which I cant disclose to all of u.  Then after goin round the shop and asking the agent, he decided to buy the "thing", sign the agreement and paid a deposit of $500.  I was really shocked but wat to do when he's already decided there's no way I can changed his mind.  I'm just worried that he cant pay the instalment since our baby is due next year.  I'll pray for the best.  Guess this is his present not mine as this is wat he wanted all awhile.  Haizzz....takde b'day present aku this year. Sedih seh....Eh nanti, rasanya I dah dapat b'day present 3 mths in advance. Ni kat dalam perut ni?!! Wakakakaka...This present is &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;VERY SPECIAL&lt;/span&gt; one tau...Only org dah bernikah jer bole dapat....Wakakaka&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25508998-115621613208837665?l=mybeautifullovelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mybeautifullovelife.blogspot.com/feeds/115621613208837665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25508998&amp;postID=115621613208837665' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25508998/posts/default/115621613208837665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25508998/posts/default/115621613208837665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mybeautifullovelife.blogspot.com/2006/08/birthday-present.html' title='Birthday Present????'/><author><name>Mas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16443902014052883972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p80/ayang_girl/mothers%20day%20pic/mothersdaypic13-05-07016.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25508998.post-115621258918539708</id><published>2006-08-19T22:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-22T10:12:58.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Early B'day Feast</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;My mom called me early in the morning and told me to go to her place tomorrow as she will cook something special for me as 2morrow is my "BIG DAY" but I told her I cant make it 2morrow as I got jemputan  to go so she told me to come today instead.  When hubby came back from work at 3.30 pm, we got ready and head to my mom's place.  My mom cooked nasi briyani with ayam goreng ketumbar, udang masak merah and acar timun.  Yum..Yum...Hubby tot of buying b'day cake for me but I told him not to as my 1st bro and his family is not coming anyway to celebrate it with us.  So there are 5 of us eating the yummilicous food as a family; my hubby, khairi, my mom, my 2nd elder bro and myself.  I really enjoy myself today and thank you Mak for cooking the yummilicious food and also "tapau" some food to bring home.  Love you Mak, Papa (Hubby), Khairi and Ngah (my 2nd elder bro).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S&lt;br /&gt;Thank you to my colleagues; Keline and Ellaine for the early b'day present yesterday.  I love the Gucci Envy Me perfume very much.  Love u gals&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25508998-115621258918539708?l=mybeautifullovelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mybeautifullovelife.blogspot.com/feeds/115621258918539708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25508998&amp;postID=115621258918539708' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25508998/posts/default/115621258918539708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25508998/posts/default/115621258918539708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mybeautifullovelife.blogspot.com/2006/08/early-bday-feast.html' title='Early B&apos;day Feast'/><author><name>Mas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16443902014052883972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p80/ayang_girl/mothers%20day%20pic/mothersdaypic13-05-07016.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25508998.post-115621164644543780</id><published>2006-08-14T21:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-22T09:55:13.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Baby</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Today hubby sent me to Health Promotion Board to have my scanning.  While on the way there, it was drizzling.  Hubby got only 1 rain jacket so I asked him to put it on since he's the one infront and I could take cover from behind. Hehehe...Reached there at 10.30 am, 1/2 hour earlier for my appointment.  Hubby went to his mom's place to play with Khairi for awhile before he's off for his afternoon shift.  Quite nervous actually cos since I've a history of miscarrige, I hope my baby is fine.  Before I came here, I was instructed to drink 2 full glass of water and now I'm about to pass urine cos my bladder is too full.  Not long after, the nurse called me in.  She put some gel on my tummy and start to scan.  I can see the little fella "swimming" in my tummy.  My baby is "almost" fully developed with the fingers and toes growing and no more a "tadpole" shape anymore. I saw my baby as though he/she is playing "boxing" in my tummy, punching his/her hands in my tummy.  A very nice experience for me as I only see Khairi when I went for my 5th mth scanning at the same place and found out the sex. The nurse told me that my baby is fine and I've to come back again for my 5th mth scanning.  Cant wait to know the sex cos I'm really hoping for a &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;gal&lt;/span&gt; this time.  After the scanning, I took a train back to Sengkang as I wasnt feeling well since Saturday and I was running a high fever last night after I come back from Bishan.  I went to Sengkang Raffles Clinic and true enough I was running a fever, a bad flu and coughing.  The doctor gave me a mild medications as I was still in the early stage of my pregnancy and 1 day mc for tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I reached home, I took the medication and took a nap before I go and fetch Khairi home from my MIL's place.  Woke up at 4 pm and get ready to fetch Khairi.  Reached my MIL's place, saw Khairi was playing with his "paman" Rizal in the living.  My MIL says that Khairi too been running a mild fever and she already feed him his medication.  We stayed till my FIL called to fetch us home at 8.30pm.  When we reached home, we both head straight to bed cos both of us not feeling well.  Gdnight everyone....ZZZzzzzzz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25508998-115621164644543780?l=mybeautifullovelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mybeautifullovelife.blogspot.com/feeds/115621164644543780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25508998&amp;postID=115621164644543780' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25508998/posts/default/115621164644543780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25508998/posts/default/115621164644543780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mybeautifullovelife.blogspot.com/2006/08/my-baby.html' title='My Baby'/><author><name>Mas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16443902014052883972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p80/ayang_girl/mothers%20day%20pic/mothersdaypic13-05-07016.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25508998.post-115570586351810888</id><published>2006-08-13T12:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-16T13:24:45.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quraisyah is admitted</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Got a call from my elder bro at 8 am telling me that his daughter; Quraisyah is admitted to KK hospital due to asthma.  Thought of goin in the evening as I'll be sending Khairi to my MIL's place as I got scanning appointment at Health Promotion Board at 11am 2morrow.  Cooked udang masak lemak (without cilipadi) with carrot for lunch.  I didnt eat cos no appettite.  Feed Khairi then put him to bed for his nap.  Hubby is off to work for his afternoon shift.  I'm still running a fever so I took 1 tablet of normal panadol and took a nap beside Khairi.  At 5pm, both of us woke up took a bathe and get ready to go the KK hospital to visit Quraisyah.  Took a cab and reached there at 6pm.  My mom and my 2nd bro were already there to visit Quraisyah.  Then I call Syasya to buy for me dinner at McD.  Ate my double cheeseburger at Quraisyah's ward.  Left the hospital and took a cab to Bishan at 8.15pm.  Khairi was happy to see his "ya' i".  Then he followed my BIL to downstair.  Then at 9.30pm I left without kissing Khairi as he's still have not come back yet.  Took a bus to Potong Pasir then took MRT towards Punggol.  Reached home at 10.30pm.  Thought of doing housework but I'm running a fever so I just go to bed early.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25508998-115570586351810888?l=mybeautifullovelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mybeautifullovelife.blogspot.com/feeds/115570586351810888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25508998&amp;postID=115570586351810888' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25508998/posts/default/115570586351810888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25508998/posts/default/115570586351810888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mybeautifullovelife.blogspot.com/2006/08/quraisyah-is-admitted.html' title='Quraisyah is admitted'/><author><name>Mas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16443902014052883972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p80/ayang_girl/mothers%20day%20pic/mothersdaypic13-05-07016.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25508998.post-115570298425122609</id><published>2006-08-12T23:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-16T12:39:21.770+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Now I'm sick</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Woke up late at 11am today cos my head is spinning, not bcos of my morning sickness but bcos of my flu.  Heard Khairi's voice talking to his papa in the living room.  Then hb came into the bedroom to wake me up and also to bathe Khairi.  He reminded me again that Allysa (hb's niece) b'day party starts at 2.15pm.  Allysa's 8th Birthday Party is done at Woodlands Mart McDonald.  I told hb whether I can not go to the party as I'm really not feeling that too good and Khairi just recover from last night fever.  He told me to go for awhile and will gave me money to buy present for Allysa and also some cash to take a cab there since I dnt really know where it is located.  I really dnt feel like goin cos I really not feeling well and furthermore hb's not coming along too cos he have to work afternoon shift.  When hb left for work at 1pm, me pon get the things ready but si Khairi ni buat ragam pulak sampai terpekik terlolong aku dibuatnya.  Dahlah my kepala senoneng bcos of flu and now with Khairi's absurb behaviour, makes me really stress till I stood down and cry myself out.  Looking at me crying, Khairi hug me and both of us cried.  Then I looked at the clock, it's already 1.45pm.  I will surely be late for the party so I called my hb telling him that we're not goin cos Khairi dah meragam and my head is spinning like hell (in a crying tone).  Then hb says ok eventhough I know in his tone he's quite dissappointed but nak buat mcm mana since Khairi and I sakit.  Unless he wants me to pengsan kat sana baru dia puas hati.  I know my hb really want us to join the b'day party cos his sister bought alot of things for my son  and he feels somehow uneasy of not returning the favor.  Kalau betol2 ikhlas belikan my son barang, dia mesti tak mintak balasan kan???  Lagipon bukannya kita tak belikan jugak presents for her kids.   Habis tu mmg I dah sakit, nak buat mcm mana.  Kalau tak sakit, dah mmg I bawak si Khairi gi the party cos he really enjoy Allysa and Edrin's company.  After that I make some milk for Khairi and he instantly fall asleep.  I guess he must be sleepy that's y dia buat ragam.  I took 1 tablet of panadol for cold and I also took a nap.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;At 5pm we woke up and both of us took a bath.  Then Khairi says "mama,umah nenek".  Guess he miss his nenek so much cos last week we didnt go to my mom place as my BIL got married and we also didnt go over during the National Day holiday.  So I smsed my hb telling him that I'm goin over to my mom's place cos Khairi miss his nenek and he reply ok. So at 6.30pm, we took a cab to my mom's place.  When we were my mom's gate, my mom was resting on the sofa and I heard my 3rd bro's voice too.  When Khairi heard my 3rd bro's voice, he refuse to go in.  Then my 2nd bro carried him inside.  He even refuse to salam my 3rd bro as my 3rd bro only comes home once a month to "chop" his passport and he only stays for a few days.  After awhile, then he play with his uncle.  Then at 8pm, my head start to spin again and I'm running a fever.  My mom told me to eat 2 tablets of normal panadol but I just took 1 as precaution due to my pregnancy and I tried to take a nap but cant cos the headache is very unbearable.  My mom massage my head and dapped it with wet towel.  Then at 10pm, as I couldnt take it anymore decided to just go home and rest.  Furthermore Khairi is also running his fever again.  So we took a cab home.  Upon reaching our place, I feed Khairi his medication and both of us fall asleep under the blanket.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25508998-115570298425122609?l=mybeautifullovelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mybeautifullovelife.blogspot.com/feeds/115570298425122609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25508998&amp;postID=115570298425122609' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25508998/posts/default/115570298425122609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25508998/posts/default/115570298425122609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mybeautifullovelife.blogspot.com/2006/08/now-im-sick.html' title='Now I&apos;m sick'/><author><name>Mas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16443902014052883972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p80/ayang_girl/mothers%20day%20pic/mothersdaypic13-05-07016.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25508998.post-115570019852754222</id><published>2006-08-11T23:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-16T11:49:58.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fever</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;When I fetch Khairi just now, I tgk budak ni lain mcm jer.  Asked him to put on his sandals buat mcm tak dgr gitu.  Called out his name, dia mcm mengelamun.  Sebelum I pekik kat dia, i rasa kepala dia dulu.  Budak ni kalau sakit mesti perangai dia lain mcm sikit.  Fuhyoh panas giler.  Demam panas rupanya budak ni.  The form teacher pon tak sms me yg my son demam.  At least when she sms me bolelah i suruh my MIL go and fetch him home early.   Thought of goin to my mom's place but since my son's already running a high fever, I decided to go straight home.  Since today is Friday, my FIL tak fetch us lah so we took a cab home.  In the taxi, si Khairi tertdo.  Bila sampai Punggol, I woke him up and carry him back to our place.  Bila sampai rumah jer, me lekas2 mandikan dia with semi-cold water.  Melalak memang melalak tapi me tak sanggup tgk dia menderita.  Lepas mandi, kasikan dia makan children panadol syrup.  He insisted of not putting on his clothes, nak tdo pakai diapers jer.  I ikutkan jer cos tak nak dia meragam panjang lebar.  It's only 7.30pm but he's already fallen asleep on the sofabed in the living room, maklumlah kurang sihat.  I neva bought any dinner today so apalagi gilah bongkar tu fridge.  Nasib baik ada kepak ayam and 1/2 a packet of instant soto paste.  I decided just to make soto soup with kepak ayam and kentang.  Lagipon si Khairi mesti takde selera nak makan yg berat2.  Rebuskan sikit macaroni, masak nasi and make the soto with the instant paste.  Senang and ringkas skali menu malam ni.  Then at 8.30pm Khairi woke up.  I suapkan dia nasi with sedikit macaroni and the soto ayam with kentang.  Berselera betol dia ni sampai sakit2 pon bole tambah nasi lagi 1 senduk.  Me pon tumpang skali cos tekak ni mcm rasa tak sedap pulak, lagipon hidung ni dah main musik asyik "aaaacccchhheewww"  aje dari tadi pagi.  Then nak tdo, me tekapkan tuala basah kat Khairi's forehead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25508998-115570019852754222?l=mybeautifullovelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mybeautifullovelife.blogspot.com/feeds/115570019852754222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25508998&amp;postID=115570019852754222' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25508998/posts/default/115570019852754222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25508998/posts/default/115570019852754222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mybeautifullovelife.blogspot.com/2006/08/fever.html' title='Fever'/><author><name>Mas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16443902014052883972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p80/ayang_girl/mothers%20day%20pic/mothersdaypic13-05-07016.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25508998.post-115502696401385546</id><published>2006-08-07T14:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-08T16:49:24.013+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rest day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Both hubby and I are not working today as we know that it will be tiring day for us during the wedding.  So hubby took 3 days leave since Saturday till today as he have to work too during the weekend and I only took leave for today.  Even though we're tired but we woke up early at 8 am, do some housework, unpacking the things and reheat the food.  The whole day is spent entertaining Khairi.  I can see that Khairi is really happy that his papa is around the whole day to play and entertain him.  My hubby purposely told him that he goin to work and instantly Khairi changed his face expression to a sad one.  I bet he miss his papa so much. Ok I got to go now as I'm already feeling nauseas after eating my lunch.  See you soon pple....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;P.S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Thank you for the wishes that you all put up at my tagboard.  Dnt worry, I'll take care of myself.  Love u gals....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25508998-115502696401385546?l=mybeautifullovelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mybeautifullovelife.blogspot.com/feeds/115502696401385546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25508998&amp;postID=115502696401385546' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25508998/posts/default/115502696401385546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25508998/posts/default/115502696401385546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mybeautifullovelife.blogspot.com/2006/08/rest-day.html' title='Rest day'/><author><name>Mas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16443902014052883972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p80/ayang_girl/mothers%20day%20pic/mothersdaypic13-05-07016.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25508998.post-115502621420791918</id><published>2006-08-06T22:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-08T16:38:26.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Majlis Persandingan dan hari yg paling bingit utk beta</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;We reached Bishan at 11 am cos we are really tired after last night helping out with the akad nikah and the dinner's reception as most of my IL's frens cant make it today.  We help a bit here and there.  After that we got ready to send the groom to go bertandang.  It was a heaty day for me.  Dlm bus, me asyik tenyeh minyak kapak jer cos kepala sudah start senoneng.  Bila sampai kat rumah pengantin perempuan, terasa pulak nak makan mee siam yg dihidangkan di rumah pihak pengantin perempuan.  My hubby take some for me tapi lepas tu startlah my tekak rasa loya pulak.  So when we bertandang back to Bishan, me dah start mabok kepayang and no mood to bergambar. I saw my mom, my eldest bro and his family and also my 2nd elder bro sitting at one corner so I join them cos kepala ni dah mabok sangat and waiting to muntah jer.  Then my hb came and approached me saying that it's time to take family photo but I sternly refuse cos I'm in no mood to take any photos.  Dah lah gitu, his niece and cuzzin pulak approached me, my mom told them I'm not feeling well.  Dah 3 org aproached I, my SIL pulak buat announcement kat DJ asking me to bergambar.  Tak faham2 lah org ni!!!  I still ignored their request even though I got scolding from my own mother and 2nd elder bro.  Org tgh mabok suruh ambek gbr, kalau pengsan kat pelamin baru korang tau!!!  Tak faham bahasa betol lah!!!  I bukannya nak kurang ajar tapi I'm really not to it.  So after my family left, I went upstairs and took a rest on the sofa.  Then hubby called me down as my auntie and uncle came and nobody entertain them.  Nak tak nak terpaksa turun cos my mom already went home. Tgh layan my uncle and his wife, tiba2 I tgk my MIL's frens yg jadi kendarat dah start tapau the food.  I tgk jam "eh dah kul 4.45pm rupanya" and the makanan still bnyk seh.  Eventhough 600 cards were sent out tapi jemputan tak bnyk that's y the food still alot.  Tapi nasib baik the food sedap so semua berebut nak bungkus.  This catering is recommended by me as I used the same caterer for my wedding as most pple says the food is very nice.  Hubby told me to tapau the ayam goreng lebih sikit cos very the sedap.  The rest of the food is tapaued by my hb's auntie; Wak Esah.  She even reserved 1 bottle of kueh tart. Bestnya.  By 6.30pm everything is done and clean.  My family and I leave at 8pm cos hubby already feeling tired and Khairi already fallen asleep as soon as he had taken his bath.  Khairi really enjoy himself this two days as he got to meet alot of my hb's side kids and play all the time, without even asking for his meals or milk.  Kesiankan tapi dia enjoy.  Bila dah penat, kasi mandi and his "cucu" (susu) terus kedebap dia tdo sampai berdenkur.  Ok so it's time for me to go to bed too....Gdnite pple&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25508998-115502621420791918?l=mybeautifullovelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mybeautifullovelife.blogspot.com/feeds/115502621420791918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25508998&amp;postID=115502621420791918' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25508998/posts/default/115502621420791918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25508998/posts/default/115502621420791918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mybeautifullovelife.blogspot.com/2006/08/majlis-persandingan-dan-hari-yg-paling.html' title='Majlis Persandingan dan hari yg paling bingit utk beta'/><author><name>Mas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16443902014052883972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p80/ayang_girl/mothers%20day%20pic/mothersdaypic13-05-07016.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25508998.post-115502366208336195</id><published>2006-08-05T01:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-08T15:55:39.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Papa</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I'm looking forward to this day as today is my darling hubby's birthday yg ke 34.  Happy birthday papa.  Semoga dipanjangkan umur, dimurahkan rezeki dan dibanyakkan anak..hehehe.  So today early in the morning, I went to Sengkang Polyclinic to have my blood test and my antenatal check-up.  So far it went well.  The doctor prescribed me some supplements for me to take.  I only gain 1 kg for the past 2 mths since I'm pregnant.  Yup it's confirmed that I'm 9 weeks pregnant as at today.  Hehehe...sorry to those who got to know this news quite late cos I dnt intend to announce it until my 2nd trimester but what the heck,  good news should be shared with your love ones.  Sorry eh kak dewi.  Hb came with Khairi and wait for me to have my blood test done and after that we went to have breakfast at Compasspoint Banquet.  Then we went home to get ready to go to my MIL's place as Rizal's solemnmization is after asar.  We reached there at 2pm and my MIL's place was crowded with the marharban group.  During our wedding, my MIL also do a marharban for my hubby.  I help my SIL to bring down the food as they will be finishing at 4pm before pergi akad nikah.  While waiting downstairs, apalagi kita makan dulu ar cos dah lapar.  My hubby, Khairi and I followed to the bride's side.  Aiseyman, rumah the bride kecik so me stay outside with Khairi kerana tak sanggup duduk didalam dgn keadaan I skarang.  Hubby kena duduk dalam cos he's the saksi for the bro.  Everything went well and the groom cuma lafaz 1 kali jer.  Me tak ambil gbr with the pengantin cos kepala sudah mabok hor.  So me relaks one corner lah.  Then we went back to Bishan, I ask my hb's niece; Gigi to accompany me to Swensen at J8 cos  I want to surprise my hubby with the birthday cake.  When I shoved him with the mango ice-cream cake, hubby's eyes lit up.  Then the kids surround him and was about to sing "happy birthday to you" but he refuse, he just wanna cut the cake and share with the kids.  The cutest thing is when khairi sing "api b'day to youuu...api b'day to papa...api b'day to youuu" in his kind of b'day version and together with his mulut muncung in private.  My hubby's eyes was in tears when Khairi sang to him.  I just gave hubby a peck on his cheek and wish him happy b'day.  Told him this year no present as I'm totally broke..hehehe. Both hubby and I intend to go home tonite cos we dnt intend to stay overnight as I'm not comfortable in sleeping on a mattress in my condition right now.  But my MIL told us to stay as she have to go for the umrah's jab with FIL early in the morning tomorow as no one is around to take care of my SIL's kids.  I told hb I'm not goin to stay and that's my final decision.  So my ILS got nothing to say lah since my hb cakap dia pon tak nak tdo kat Bishan cos takde tempat nak tdo anyway cos all the rooms are all fully filled with things and so on. So we went home at 12.30 am and went to bed straight away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25508998-115502366208336195?l=mybeautifullovelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mybeautifullovelife.blogspot.com/feeds/115502366208336195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25508998&amp;postID=115502366208336195' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25508998/posts/default/115502366208336195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25508998/posts/default/115502366208336195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mybeautifullovelife.blogspot.com/2006/08/happy-birthday-papa.html' title='Happy Birthday Papa'/><author><name>Mas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16443902014052883972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p80/ayang_girl/mothers%20day%20pic/mothersdaypic13-05-07016.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25508998.post-115501812251914703</id><published>2006-08-04T00:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-08T14:22:02.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Last Minute Preparation</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;After work, my hb and I went to fetch Khairi from childcare centre and went straight to my MIL's place.   Then I remembered that I've to buy a red and white clothings for Khairi's National Day celebration on next Tuesday.  So we took bus no. 13 and alighted at Bishan Junction 8.  We ate our dinner 1st as I was really hungry.  Hubby treated us to Long John Silver.  While we're on the way to Kiddy's Palace, we saw my hubby's niece; Allysa and her maid.  Allysa followed us while bibik went back to my MIL's place.  Bought for Khairi the 1 suit of National Day clothings for just $14.90.  Thought of going shopping for awhile but hubby received a call from his bro (the one that's getting married) asking him whether did we supply him the tempat letak cincin.  As for ur info, the gubahan is done by my SIL (my bro's wife).  Since my this BIL tak cakap apa2 pasal any jewellery that will be given to the bride, we didnt prepare any lah kan.  So dah last minute, he ask my hb mana nak beli sedangkan jam now dah menunjukkan 7.30 mlm. Nak tak nak, my SIL (hb's elder sister) terpaksa gi Joo Chiat Complex tuk beli tempat cincin tu. Ntah masih bukak ke tidak kedai kat Joo Chiat tu. I paling benci kalau buat kerja last minute.  Apalagi my hubby mengamuk lah terus hilang mood nak shopping.  Then he called my MIL and my MIL says she forgotten to tell us.  Bole gitu??!!!  Kalau u all nak tau, my hubby's family ni suka buat kerja last minute.  For the whole 1 mth b4 the wedding, I slalu tanya my MIL ada barang nak buat tak, jgn kasi last minute eh, then she cakap takde, tau2 ada jer barang my FIL pass to me when he fetch us home.  Tak geram tu!!!!  Dah lah gitu, si pengantin punyalah PEMALAS, suruh ambek bakul from my mom's place pon susah padahal rumah bakal isteri dia bukannya jauh sangat from my mom's place.  This wedding preparations have taken a toll on me till i keep falling sick dgn perangai my hubby's family.  Very the stress u know!!!  Then sepatutnya the pengantin lah yg akan gi ambek gubahan kan kalau ditempah, ini tidak, asyik MIA jer.  Asal suruh buat kerja, mcm2 alasan dia kasi.  Sampai kesabaran I dah tahap yg tinggi.  Bila my MIL ask him to follow my hubby and his cuzzin (who's driving a covered lorry) to pick up the gubahan at my SIL's place at Pasir Ris, dia cakap dia penat lah.  Apalagi menyiraplah darah I sampai I said this to him infront of my in-laws " Ko ni dasar pemalas lah Rizal.  Dah lah nak kahwin tak tolong buat apa2, ni nak ambek barang gubahan ko pon ko tak nak! Kalau mcm gini, tak payah kahwin lagi bagus! Asyik menyusahkan org jer!!"  Of course, my in-laws terperanjat with my remarks tapi I buat bodoh jer cos dah mmg geram betol with this lazy bum guy.  Lepas tu dia MIA lagi.  Bila barang gubahan dah sampai, instead of saying "thank you", dia coment kenapa handbag dibungkus and  I told him off "cos bakal bini ko beli bag obit, sebab tu kena bungkus".  Aaarrggghhh geram seh.  Barang2 for the bride bukannya lawa sangat, semua obit2 belaka.  She's just 25 yrs old tapi beli handbag brand Christian Dior which cost $239 mcm utk mak2 punya, the shoes pon sama. Beli brand GUESS  which cost $149 and it's in bronze color, kalau beli kat Joo Chiat bole dapat the same design and it cost much more cheaper.  Bukanlah nak mengutuk tapi kenyataan.  I tolong setakat yg mampu jer den at 11.15pm we went home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25508998-115501812251914703?l=mybeautifullovelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mybeautifullovelife.blogspot.com/feeds/115501812251914703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25508998&amp;postID=115501812251914703' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25508998/posts/default/115501812251914703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25508998/posts/default/115501812251914703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mybeautifullovelife.blogspot.com/2006/08/last-minute-preparation.html' title='Last Minute Preparation'/><author><name>Mas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16443902014052883972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p80/ayang_girl/mothers%20day%20pic/mothersdaypic13-05-07016.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25508998.post-115249471720208415</id><published>2006-07-08T16:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-10T09:26:10.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yahooo.....I got it!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Yes...yes...yes...I GOT IT!!!! It's confirm!!!!  I pass the test!!!!  Yahooooooo.....Alhamdullillah......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25508998-115249471720208415?l=mybeautifullovelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mybeautifullovelife.blogspot.com/feeds/115249471720208415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25508998&amp;postID=115249471720208415' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25508998/posts/default/115249471720208415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25508998/posts/default/115249471720208415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mybeautifullovelife.blogspot.com/2006/07/yahoooi-got-it.html' title='Yahooo.....I got it!!!!'/><author><name>Mas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16443902014052883972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p80/ayang_girl/mothers%20day%20pic/mothersdaypic13-05-07016.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25508998.post-115199781142279682</id><published>2006-07-03T16:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-04T15:23:31.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My head is spinning</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Today I went to Sengkang Polyclinic cos my head still spinning. Waited 45 mins for registration and another 1 long hour for consultation.  I asked 1 of the nurse working there to change my room number cos the doctor just took so long to consult 1 patient.  She changed my room number and about 15 mins later I was called in.  The doctor prescribed me a stronger medicines for my migraine and at 11.45am I'm done with collecting my medicines and all.  Bought some food for hubby and Khairi.  When I reached home, the two men or should I say 1 man and 1 little man, were sleeping soundly on the sofa bed in the living room, taking their afternoon nap.  I lean over them and kissed on their foreheads.  I feel so blessed having the 2 of them in my life. Hari ni mcm rasa very lovey2 gitu kan.  Hahahahahaha...Chat awhile with Kak Shaikha and Kak Eimah at Bubclub.Oklah my head still spinning..nak gi rest...bye... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25508998-115199781142279682?l=mybeautifullovelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mybeautifullovelife.blogspot.com/feeds/115199781142279682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25508998&amp;postID=115199781142279682' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25508998/posts/default/115199781142279682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25508998/posts/default/115199781142279682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mybeautifullovelife.blogspot.com/2006/07/my-head-is-spinning.html' title='My head is spinning'/><author><name>Mas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16443902014052883972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p80/ayang_girl/mothers%20day%20pic/mothersdaypic13-05-07016.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25508998.post-115199719078007167</id><published>2006-07-02T21:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-04T15:13:10.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;We went to Abg Yus' wedding at Ang Mo Kio Ave 4 at 12.30 in the afternoon cos hubby have to go to work at 3pm.  Took a cab to and fro cos I've another wedding reception to attend with my mom  at Tampines.  Took a bus to my mom's place.  In the bus Khairi fall asleep. Penat bangun pagi2.  When I reached my mom's place, my bro and his family pon baru sampai.  So we left my mom's place at 3 pm.  We went to my auntie's niece wedding.  Her decoration was nice but the food was awful.  Tak guna kalau decoration lawa mcm nak kahwin dgn anak raja kalau makanan utk para tetamu tak menepati selera.  Me and my mom are alike, food is our 1st priority than all the preparations. Slalunya bila I makan nasi briyani takde apa2 tapi tadi bila makan nasi briyani daging kambing, terus my kepala berdenyut macam nak rak seh.  So we stayed till 4 pm then we head to my mom's place.  Bila sampai rumah my mom jer, I tenyeh minyak kapak 1 kepala cos dah terlalu mabok.  Rest for awhile before heading home with Khairi in a taxi.  Sampai rumah, mandi den teros lepak with Khairi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25508998-115199719078007167?l=mybeautifullovelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mybeautifullovelife.blogspot.com/feeds/115199719078007167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25508998&amp;postID=115199719078007167' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25508998/posts/default/115199719078007167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25508998/posts/default/115199719078007167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mybeautifullovelife.blogspot.com/2006/07/busy-day.html' title='Busy Day'/><author><name>Mas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16443902014052883972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p80/ayang_girl/mothers%20day%20pic/mothersdaypic13-05-07016.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25508998.post-115199518921197055</id><published>2006-07-01T21:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-04T14:39:49.223+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Went swimming at DownTown East</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Last night hubby called home asking to get things ready as we're goin swimming today.  So I get the things ready when Khairi was already asleep.  So today we left home at 9.30 am and reached Downtown East at 10 am to have our swim.  We went to the normal swimming pool at the chalet, not the one at Wild Wild Wet.  Khairi was really happy cos it's been a while since we went swimming.  We bought some food at McD.  Bila sampai kat swimming pool kat atas, si gendut bukan main hepi lagi.  I quickly changed him into his swimming diapers and swimming trunk and "daa..bushhhh" he went with his papa.  Me tot tak nak mandi cos kepala tgh pening...tapi bila tgk my son and hubby enjoying themselves..me apalagi gi tukar baju lah then me pon "daa..bushhhh".hehehehe.....We swam for only 2 hours cos hubby nak gi work at 3pm.  On the bus si my little gendut tu terus lepak cos dah kepenatan berswimming.Then when we reached home, hubby take a rest 1st b4 goin to work. Me kemas all the barang2 and iron the clothes yg dah kering cos 2morrow will be a busy day for me.  Then at 6pm, Khairi woke up and we both took a bath before goin over to my mom's place.  My mom called me this morning saying that she cooked "asam pedas kepala ikan duri".  Yum...yum..sedapnya.  So bila sampai rumah my mom, apalagi i bedallah tu "asam pedas kepala ikan duri". Ni bedal meratah jer tau bukan makan ngan nasi.  Hehehe...Actually bila I sampai rumah my mom, I heard my elder bro tgh marah his wifey cos my SIL gave 1 travel agent my bro's credit  card number without his permission to deduct RM$500 as they join this Mutiara Resort in Johor as member but my bro dah lama tak join as a member lagi.  When they tried to call the person back, she neva pick up the call.Haizz..mcm2 lah dorang ni.  My SIL pon 1 punya dol, memandai jer kasi number credit card.  Kalau I jadi my bro, i pon marah seh. Pandai2 korang ar settle tu problem..Hahaha...Jahat seh aku ni..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25508998-115199518921197055?l=mybeautifullovelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mybeautifullovelife.blogspot.com/feeds/115199518921197055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25508998&amp;postID=115199518921197055' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25508998/posts/default/115199518921197055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25508998/posts/default/115199518921197055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mybeautifullovelife.blogspot.com/2006/07/went-swimming-at-downtown-east.html' title='Went swimming at DownTown East'/><author><name>Mas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16443902014052883972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p80/ayang_girl/mothers%20day%20pic/mothersdaypic13-05-07016.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25508998.post-115096251784585460</id><published>2006-06-22T14:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-22T16:15:07.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cancel Zoo Trip</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Tomorrow Khairi suppose to go to zoo as school excursion but because there are miscommunications between the form teacher and the principal, Khairi wasnt allowed to tag along. On 1st June 2006, I sent Khairi to school as usual. I even stayed till 9 am to meet his form teacher, Mdm Jamilah, to ask her about the zoo trip. I told her that both my hubby and I couldnt take leave for the zoo trip as the school encouraged parents for the Playgroup to tag along as they are still small.Furthermore Mdm Jamilah says she wont be goin as she doesnt have an assistant to take care of the kids who's not goin if she goes. Then I told her if that the case, then I wont allow Khairi to go since I'm much more comfortable with Khairi goin when his form teacher is around. Then she told me to wait a few days 1st to see how many kids from Playgroup goin cos the rest of the kids' parents have not returned the consent form. The closing date for the excursion is 6th June 2006. Then on the 8th I ask her how many kids are goin and she say 3. She then told me that she's still holding my money and also the other 2 kids' money as she is still short of manpower.Thats fine with me and I told her that on Friday 9th June, Khairi wont be coming to school as his dad is not working.Unfortunately on Monday 12th June, Khairi was down with diarhoea and vomitting and wasnt able to go to school for the 1 whole week of last week. So on that particular Monday I called the centre asking for Mdm Jamilah but the principal, Ms Faridah pick up the call. So I leave a message to Mdm Faridah for Mdm Jamilah that Khairi wont be coming to school the whole week and to ask Mdm Jamilah to call me on my mobile cos I need to ask her abt the zoo trip. But she &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;NEVA&lt;/span&gt; called back. So I decided to call her again on Thursday but a teacher pick up the call saying that Mdm Jamilah is on leave up till 22nd June. So I thought that she must already submitted the $15 for the trip. Then this morning, as I've this uneasy feeling I ask 1 of the teacher, Mdm Latifah whether Mdm Jamilah had submitted Khairi's consent form and the money to the principal or not.Then she told me that she will check with Mdm Faridah about this matter. So just now at 2.30pm, my ex-colleague who happens to be a teacher there, Mdm Rokiah, called my office saying that Mdm Jamilah &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;NEVA&lt;/span&gt; submitted Khairi's consent form and money to Mdm Faridah and Khairi wasnt allowed to tag along as the application already closed. When I heard that teros my darah menyirap seh. Apa ni? By right when Mdm Jamilah heard no news from me, she should call me before she went on a long holiday. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;VERY IRRESPONSIBLE OF HER&lt;/span&gt;. At least I got call her but the message was &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;NEVA&lt;/span&gt; pass to her. Poor Khairi tak dapat pegi his 1st excursion with his friends. When I called my hubby telling him that Khairi wont be goin to the zoo and wat happen, he also angry seh.So 2morrow I'll be sending Khairi to school as usual and pick him up as usual. Masih terasa marah lagi didalam diri ini cos sedih Khairi cant join his frens to the zoo trip. Hubby even comforted me by saying "takpelah, nanti kita bawak Khairi gi zoo". But to me its totally different goin with parents and goin with frens.Fathers, unlike mothers, will neva understand when comes to his children's  well beings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25508998-115096251784585460?l=mybeautifullovelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mybeautifullovelife.blogspot.com/feeds/115096251784585460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25508998&amp;postID=115096251784585460' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25508998/posts/default/115096251784585460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25508998/posts/default/115096251784585460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mybeautifullovelife.blogspot.com/2006/06/cancel-zoo-trip.html' title='Cancel Zoo Trip'/><author><name>Mas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16443902014052883972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p80/ayang_girl/mothers%20day%20pic/mothersdaypic13-05-07016.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25508998.post-115095873104880349</id><published>2006-06-21T17:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-22T14:45:31.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Mak Ju</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;T&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;oday is my MIL, Juriah Binte Parthan, 56th birthday. Hubby is  off today so he will fetch Khairi at 4pm and head to his mom's place at Bishan. Hubby will buy a birthday cake while my SIL will order some pizza. Just a simple occasion. They celebrated earlier as my FIL have to drive his taxi at 5.30pm. After work, I'll be going over. Mak, even though u're just my MIL but I treat you the same way as I treat my own mother. Happy 56th Birthday Mak....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25508998-115095873104880349?l=mybeautifullovelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mybeautifullovelife.blogspot.com/feeds/115095873104880349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25508998&amp;postID=115095873104880349' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25508998/posts/default/115095873104880349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25508998/posts/default/115095873104880349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mybeautifullovelife.blogspot.com/2006/06/happy-birthday-mak-ju.html' title='Happy Birthday Mak Ju'/><author><name>Mas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16443902014052883972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p80/ayang_girl/mothers%20day%20pic/mothersdaypic13-05-07016.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25508998.post-115068802350374792</id><published>2006-06-18T23:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-21T12:21:36.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Barney Show at Plaza Singapura</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,255);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;I brought Khairi to Barney show at Plaza Singapur&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,255);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,255);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt; today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,255);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt; We watched the 7pm slot as I cant make it for the 4pm slot cos I woke up a bit late today after a tiring day for the twins' birthday party&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,255);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;. After putting Khairi for his afternoon nap, I quickily d&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,255);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;o my houseworks as we have to leave the house at 6pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,255);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;.I to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,255);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;ok a bath and then do my zohor prayers.Then while doing my ironing, Khairi w&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,255);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;oke up. When I watched at clock, it's about time to do my&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,255);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt; asar prayer but I'm afraid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,255);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,255);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;that Khairi will disturb me. Me tawakal jer. Bila I bentang my tikar sejadah, si Khairi ni dah baring atas tikar tu. I sholat jer, ignoring him ka&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,255);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;lau tak, tak bole concentrate. Bermacam-macam helah dia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,255);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt; buat to attract my att&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,255);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;en&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,255);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;tion;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,255);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt; kaki atas kepala I bila I sujud, poke2 my pipi bila I duduk pada rakaat kedua tapi na&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,255);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;sib baik I concentrate. Kalau hubby ada, gerenti dia tak bole kacau. After I done my asar prayers, I bathed Khairi and get r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,255);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;eady to go the Barney show. We reached &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,255);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Dhoby Ghaut at 6.45pm. Upon r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,255);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;eaching Plaza Singa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,255);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;pura, the place was already packed. I managed to squeeze myself and Khairi int&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,255);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;o the crowd. Khairi was so happy when Barney a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,255);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;nd his friends appear. He keep calling "Arney, Arn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,255);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;ey". I'm so happy for him. He really enjoys himself watching Barney and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,255);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;friends. After the show, we &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,255);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;went to Carrefo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,255);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;ur to buy some frozen food. We b&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,255);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;ought 2 packets of frozen beef and chicken Jumain satays a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,255);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;nd 1 packet of criss-cross fries. Then we wen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,255);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;t to burger king for a late dinner. We left at 10.30pm. While in the train back to Punggol, I called my mom. She told me that she called me twice but nobody pick-up the phone and I told her we went to watched Barney&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,255);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt; show&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,255);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;. Khairi refuse to talk to his nenek cos he's already sleepy. Reached home at 11.15 pm. Change Khairi a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,255);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;nd put him to bed. I get Khairi's things ready as he goin back to sc&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,255);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;hool tomorrow. (Yawning) It'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,255);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;s time for m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,255);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;e to go to bed now. Gdnite pple......ZZzzzzzzzz..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,255);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="right"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1259/2667/1600/17%20&amp;%2018%20June%20"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1259/2667/320/17%20%26%2018%20June%20%2706%20040.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,255)"&gt;Barney&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="right"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1259/2667/1600/17%20&amp;%2018%20June%20"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1259/2667/320/17%20%26%2018%20June%20%2706%20042.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,255)"&gt;BJ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1259/2667/1600/17%20&amp;%2018%20June%20"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1259/2667/320/17%20%26%2018%20June%20%2706%20041.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,255)"&gt;baby Bop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1259/2667/1600/17%20&amp;%2018%20June%20"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1259/2667/320/17%20%26%2018%20June%20%2706%20045.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,255)"&gt;Barney &amp; Friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1259/2667/1600/17%20&amp;%2018%20June%20"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1259/2667/320/17%20%26%2018%20June%20%2706%20048.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,255)"&gt;Khairi taking his $1 ride&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,255)"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25508998-115068802350374792?l=mybeautifullovelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mybeautifullovelife.blogspot.com/feeds/115068802350374792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25508998&amp;postID=115068802350374792' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25508998/posts/default/115068802350374792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25508998/posts/default/115068802350374792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mybeautifullovelife.blogspot.com/2006/06/barney-show-at-plaza-singapura.html' title='Barney Show at Plaza Singapura'/><author><name>Mas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16443902014052883972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p80/ayang_girl/mothers%20day%20pic/mothersdaypic13-05-07016.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25508998.post-115068376510445422</id><published>2006-06-17T23:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-21T12:30:03.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Twins' Birthday Party</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Today I woke up early at 7 am to bake strawberry &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;marble c&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;ake and chocolate cheese cake for my twin nieces' birthday party.Luckily Kh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;iri i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;s still sleeping if not I will not be able to bake the cakes.After I've finished baki&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;ng the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt; m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;arbl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;e cake,my hubby and Khairi woke up.My hubby have&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt; to woke up early&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt; cos he w&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;anna go and see doctor cos he cant get leave for today's oc&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;casion.When &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Khairi's birthday last year,my bro helped us out with the preparations so this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt; time we'll help him ou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;t.I told my hubby to let me finish with th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;e c&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;hocolate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt; cheese cake ingred&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;ients 1st then go to see doctor if not Khairi will disturb me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Afte&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;r I've finish baking the chocolat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;e cheese cake,my hubby went for his bat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;h.Th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;en while hubby was about to go out, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;I bring Khairi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt; to the toilet t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;o ba&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;th him and also to distract hi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;s attention from seeing his dadd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;y leaving the house.Hubby comes back at 12&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;pm bringing 2 packets of nasi lemak.After eating &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;our br&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;eak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;fas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;t/lunch, we get ready to go to my eld&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;er bro's place at Pasir Ris.When we reached my&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt; bro's place,there was nobody &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;there except his own f&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;amily.Th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;en I asked my SIL,why no pple come yet, then &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;she says the party start after asar.Alamak my bro told us its after zoho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;r and I've told&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt; my MIL and my SIL the party is after zohor.So&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt; when my MIL and SIL comes with her kids,they asked why there is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;no one around&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;.Luckily the food have been served so th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;ey'r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;e the 1st one to eat.After th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;at my mom came w&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;ith t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;he&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt; k&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;uehs that she made.My &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;relatives cam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;e at after 5pm.We do some baca doa selamat th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;en proceed with the cake cutting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;During the cake cutt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;ing, Khairi keeps looking at the Barney cake.When my&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;SIL gave him a piece of the cake,he refuses to take.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;He ke&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;ep standing at the cake table.So when&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt; my SI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;L push the table to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;one side,when Khairi walk pass he will "jeling" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;t the cake.There's one point when he thought that no one was watc&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;hing him,he went over to the ca&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;ke table and took the plastic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt; knife&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;and wanted to poke on the cake.Then my uncle saw him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt; and called his name.Upon &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;hearing his name been c&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;alled, he throw away the knife and ran towards me.Hahah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;a..so cute with his reacti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;on.It was a great par&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;ty co&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;s all my aunties,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;uncles and cuzzins came.Happy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt; Birthday NurA'in Iman &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Syafaah and NurA'in Iman Syazana.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1259/2667/1600/17%20%26%2018%20June%20%2706%20005.13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1259/2667/320/17%20%26%2018%20June%20%2706%20005.13.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;my chocolate cheese cake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1259/2667/1600/17%20%26%2018%20June%20%2706%20001.6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1259/2667/320/17%20%26%2018%20June%20%2706%20001.3.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;the twins b4 the birthday party&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1259/2667/1600/17%20%26%2018%20June%20%2706%20002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1259/2667/320/17%20%26%2018%20June%20%2706%20002.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;NurA'in Iman Syafaah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1259/2667/1600/17%20%26%2018%20June%20%2706%20003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1259/2667/320/17%20%26%2018%20June%20%2706%20003.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;NurA'in Iman Syazana&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1259/2667/1600/17%20%26%2018%20June%20%2706%20010.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1259/2667/320/17%20%26%2018%20June%20%2706%20010.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;the birthday cake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1259/2667/1600/17%20%26%2018%20June%20%2706%20013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1259/2667/320/17%20%26%2018%20June%20%2706%20013.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Quraisyah blows the cake 1st as her her birthday falls on 7th June&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1259/2667/1600/17%20%26%2018%20June%20%2706%20015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1259/2667/320/17%20%26%2018%20June%20%2706%20015.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;My bro's whole family&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1259/2667/1600/17%20%26%2018%20June%20%2706%20017.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1259/2667/320/17%20%26%2018%20June%20%2706%20017.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Quraisyah &amp; Khairi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1259/2667/1600/17%20%26%2018%20June%20%2706%20019.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1259/2667/320/17%20%26%2018%20June%20%2706%20019.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Umar Mokhtar &amp; Quraisyah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1259/2667/1600/17%20%26%2018%20June%20%2706%20018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1259/2667/320/17%20%26%2018%20June%20%2706%20018.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Khairi menyebok jer, mcm birthday dia pulak..hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1259/2667/1600/17%20%26%2018%20June%20%2706%20020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1259/2667/320/17%20%26%2018%20June%20%2706%20020.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;me &amp; Zikri&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1259/2667/1600/17%20%26%2018%20June%20%2706%20025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1259/2667/320/17%20%26%2018%20June%20%2706%20025.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;My Family&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1259/2667/1600/17%20%26%2018%20June%20%2706%20024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1259/2667/320/17%20%26%2018%20June%20%2706%20024.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;me &amp; my cuzzins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1259/2667/1600/17%20%26%2018%20June%20%2706%20028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1259/2667/320/17%20%26%2018%20June%20%2706%20028.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;me &amp; bibik Ruby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1259/2667/1600/17%20%26%2018%20June%20%2706%20030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1259/2667/320/17%20%26%2018%20June%20%2706%20030.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;bibik Ruby &amp; my mom with her "koleh2"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1259/2667/1600/17%20%26%2018%20June%20%2706%20027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1259/2667/320/17%20%26%2018%20June%20%2706%20027.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;me &amp; kak Yana (my SIL punya SIL..hehe)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1259/2667/1600/17%20%26%2018%20June%20%2706%20031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1259/2667/320/17%20%26%2018%20June%20%2706%20031.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;me, my mom &amp;amp; my makciks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25508998-115068376510445422?l=mybeautifullovelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mybeautifullovelife.blogspot.com/feeds/115068376510445422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25508998&amp;postID=115068376510445422' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25508998/posts/default/115068376510445422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25508998/posts/default/115068376510445422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mybeautifullovelife.blogspot.com/2006/06/twins-birthday-party.html' title='Twins&apos; Birthday Party'/><author><name>Mas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16443902014052883972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p80/ayang_girl/mothers%20day%20pic/mothersdaypic13-05-07016.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25508998.post-115068593004644504</id><published>2006-06-16T12:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-19T10:58:50.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bought b'day present for the twins</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;After work, I went to my MIL's place to pick Khairi up then we went to my mom's place cos I wanna go Tampines Mall to buy the twins birthday present. Took a cab to my mom's place as I got alot of things to carry. We reached Tampines at exactly 8pm. We wait for my mom to finished her maghrib prayer then we proceed to Tampines Mall. While walking, Khairi suddenly cry as he do not want me to push his pram but his nenek. Very the pampered lah this boy with his nenek. For ur info, this is the 1st time my mom push the pram as sometimes we neva bring the pram when we went over to my mom's place so my mom had difficulty when there's hump on the pavement. I told my mom that I wanna go buy toys for them at Toys 'R' Us but my mom advise me to buy clothes instead as Hari Raya is just round the corner. I told my mom I'm afraid that my SIL will use the clothes as "baju basahan rumah" like the one that my mom gave her for her 3rd daughter. Then my mom said as long as I gave something for her children, it's fine and it's up to her to decide lah. Almaklumlah my SIL ni branded conscious so kalau takde brand she will just use it as "baju basahan". There's one time my mom bought a nice dress which cost more than $30 for her 3rd dotter. When she comes over the weekend,dia pakai kan baju tu.Ada ke patut? Dahlah mak aku keje susah payah,she any how jer buat baju tu as basahan, tak ke geram. I told my bro off time tu jugak. $30 duit jugak apa,belom tentu barang branded bole tahan lama. Since that day onwards, my mom tak kasi baju to their children for their birthday,cuma kasi duit jer. Only my son's birthday, my mom kasi baju. Infact my mom bought a lot of things for my son,toys and even school bag. So we went to metro at Century Square and we bought 2 nice matching pink dresses. Very the nice. I wish I got a baby girl to dress her up. After that we went back to my mom's place. Khairi as usual when his Pak Ngah is at home, he will "mengecek" his Pak Ngah for a ride on his motorbike. Dah 4 round the carpark pon masih tak cukup. So bila dah masok 5th round he refuse to get down, apalagi kena marah ngan Pak Ngah lah.Dah kena marah,mengadu pulak kat nenek say "Angah otty" (translate as Pak Ngah notty). Hehehe..cute seh. We went back at 11.30 pm after the malay drama at Suria channel. When we reached Punggol, I put Khairi to bed as he fell asleep in the taxi. I wait for hubby to comes back at 2 am then went to bed. I hope I can wake up early 2morrow to bake the strawberry marble cake and chocolate cheese cake.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25508998-115068593004644504?l=mybeautifullovelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mybeautifullovelife.blogspot.com/feeds/115068593004644504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25508998&amp;postID=115068593004644504' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25508998/posts/default/115068593004644504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25508998/posts/default/115068593004644504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mybeautifullovelife.blogspot.com/2006/06/bought-bday-present-for-twins.html' title='Bought b&apos;day present for the twins'/><author><name>Mas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16443902014052883972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p80/ayang_girl/mothers%20day%20pic/mothersdaypic13-05-07016.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25508998.post-115042798344592268</id><published>2006-06-16T10:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-16T11:19:43.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'>He's fine now..Alhamdullillah</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Yesterday after work, I took a cab to my MIL's place at Bishan to pick up Khairi cos my MIL will be going the mosque for the "baca yassin" session there.In the taxi, my FIL called asking me to wait for him downstairs at 6.30pm to send us back.Fortunately for me, I dnt have to spend so much money on taxi fare back. When I reached Bishan, Khairi had just finished bathing. He was watching cartoon with his cousin, Alysa.Both Alysa and I noticed that Khairi started to dozz off.It's so funny looking at him sleep while he's sitting.My MIL says that Khairi doesnt pass motion as often as he used to and his stools is no longer watery anymore.Alhamdullillah....And he even start to eat rice.His appetite are back.Looking at him right now makes me smile from ear to ear as he's back to his jovial side AGAIN.I'm so relieved that he's fine now.Doesnt matter that he lost so much weight, that can be settled by feeding him more.As long as he's healthy, I'm more than happy for him. Today after fetching Khairi, I might be going to Plaza Singapura to get presents for the twins but I dnt know wat to get for them...Haizzz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25508998-115042798344592268?l=mybeautifullovelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mybeautifullovelife.blogspot.com/feeds/115042798344592268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25508998&amp;postID=115042798344592268' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25508998/posts/default/115042798344592268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25508998/posts/default/115042798344592268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mybeautifullovelife.blogspot.com/2006/06/hes-fine-nowalhamdullillah.html' title='He&apos;s fine now..Alhamdullillah'/><author><name>Mas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16443902014052883972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p80/ayang_girl/mothers%20day%20pic/mothersdaypic13-05-07016.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25508998.post-115027080074070988</id><published>2006-06-14T15:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-14T15:42:41.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'>He's still sick</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;I just called my MIL to find out how's Khairi doing.My MIL says that he's still having diarhoea and vomitted once when he finished his soya milk.I'm at my wits end right now.My MIL told me that she will bring him to see doctor at Bishan if he doesnt stop having diarhoea.He has lost so much weight when he got this diarhoea thing.I've to get him well before this saturday cos this saturday is my twin nieces' 1st birthday party and I dnt want him to feel left out just bcos he's sick.I pray that he will get well soon.InsyaAllah....&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1259/2667/320/227_2710.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;the twins at a few mths old&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;on the right is NurA'in Iman Syafa'a (kakak) and on the left is NurA'in Iman Syazana (adik)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25508998-115027080074070988?l=mybeautifullovelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mybeautifullovelife.blogspot.com/feeds/115027080074070988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25508998&amp;postID=115027080074070988' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25508998/posts/default/115027080074070988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25508998/posts/default/115027080074070988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mybeautifullovelife.blogspot.com/2006/06/hes-still-sick.html' title='He&apos;s still sick'/><author><name>Mas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16443902014052883972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p80/ayang_girl/mothers%20day%20pic/mothersdaypic13-05-07016.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25508998.post-115069289402562812</id><published>2006-06-12T11:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-19T12:54:54.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Khairi goin to miss school for 1 week</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Hubby went for his course for 2 days at 6 am today.I just couldnt wake up maybe due to not enough sleep and also I'm having flu.So at 7 am, I sms my boss telling him that I'll be taking 1/2 day morning urgent leave.Khairi is now sound asleep after taking his medication.He's still having diarhoea but the doctor already told me last night not to be alarm as this will go on for 2 or 3 days and he shouldn't be taking any solid food for now,only plain porridge.Ok I hv to get ready to send him to my MIL's place then head to work.Bye...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25508998-115069289402562812?l=mybeautifullovelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mybeautifullovelife.blogspot.com/feeds/115069289402562812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25508998&amp;postID=115069289402562812' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25508998/posts/default/115069289402562812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25508998/posts/default/115069289402562812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mybeautifullovelife.blogspot.com/2006/06/khairi-goin-to-miss-school-for-1-week.html' title='Khairi goin to miss school for 1 week'/><author><name>Mas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16443902014052883972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p80/ayang_girl/mothers%20day%20pic/mothersdaypic13-05-07016.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25508998.post-115008615660800774</id><published>2006-06-11T23:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-19T12:53:02.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'>He's sick again</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Khairi's not feeling well today.Last night he's been vomitting twice.Then today he's having diarhoea and vomitting.Watever he eat or drink,he will surely vomitted them out followed by loose stools.After hubby comes back from work, we went to Compasspoint to buy Khairi's soy milk powder and diapers as he can't drink his normal milk powder when he's having diarhoea.Then we went to Kiddy Palace cos I need to buy Khairi's water bottle which he broke it at school in 2 consequitive days and he even broke the spare water bottle.I bought 2 water bottles just in case he broke 1 of them again.While on our way home taking the MRT,Khairi vomitted again and he started to cry as his bottom are too painful for him from the rash.When we reached home,I quickly bath him and put some cream on his bottom.I noticed that he's starting to have a slight fever.I then feed him his soya milk.Not long after,he start to vomit it out and at the same time diarhoea.Poor my baby.He start to become "lembik" after more than 5 times of vomitting and diarhoea.When he vomitted again at 10 pm,I couldn't take it anymore and tell my hubby that we should bring him to KK Hospital.While we were inside the taxi,he vomitted again.When we reached KK Hospital,he vomitted once more.When we saw the doctor,the doctor told us that Khairi has intestines infection which causes him to vomit and diarhoea non-stop.When I heard wat the doctor said,I was so shocked that I almost cried.I wish I could take over his place.The doctor told us that he will insert a pill in his anal to stop his vomitting then I'll have to feed him the glucose after 1 hour later.If he's still vomitting after taking his glucose,he will have to be admitted.So after the doctor insert the pill in his anal at 11.53pm,we have to wait 1 hour before I can feed him the glucose of 20ml at every 20 mins interval starting at 12.50am.While waiting for the 1 hour to pass,Khairi keep asking for water which the doctor told us not to until he finishes his last glucose.We tried to distract him by buying toys from the vending machine outside but he keep asking for water.When I feed him his 1st glucose at 12.50 am,he ask for more.When I refuse to give him,he start to cry all over again.I just couldn't take it that I cried instantly.My hubby then carry Khairi to take a walk outside before coming in to take his 2nd glucose intake.Khairi finishes his 4th and last glucose at 1.50am.Then we went to see the doctor again and it was a relieve that my baby is fine right now as he's stop vomitting and diarhoea.The doctor then prescibed Khairi some medication for his vomitting,diarhoea and nappy rash.Then we went to the parmacy to take his medicines.Total he have 6 medicines consists of 2 bottles of paracetamol,1 bottle for vomitting,1 big packet of glucose (6 tubes inside:orange and blackcurrant flavours),10 sachets for diarhoea and 1 tube for nappy rash that have to be put on thickly on his bottom.Then while we were on our way home,Khairi started to cry loudly as his bottom is very,very painful for him even to sit down.Fortunately for us that the taxi driver drive faster.When we reached home,I quickly wash his bottom and apply the nappy cream thickly on his bottom.Feed him his fever medication and soon after Khairi fall asleep.I qiuckly ironed my clothes and hubby's uniform as the clock show it was already 2.30 am when we reached home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1259/2667/320/IMG_0064.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;The daddy tried to make him happy..hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1259/2667/320/IMG_0067.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;sempat ambil gbr &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1259/2667/320/IMG_0068.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;muka tak mcm budak sakit kan?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1259/2667/320/IMG_0069.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;showing us how the doctor told him to open his mouth...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25508998-115008615660800774?l=mybeautifullovelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mybeautifullovelife.blogspot.com/feeds/115008615660800774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25508998&amp;postID=115008615660800774' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25508998/posts/default/115008615660800774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25508998/posts/default/115008615660800774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mybeautifullovelife.blogspot.com/2006/06/hes-sick-again.html' title='He&apos;s sick again'/><author><name>Mas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16443902014052883972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p80/ayang_girl/mothers%20day%20pic/mothersdaypic13-05-07016.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25508998.post-114992172974053212</id><published>2006-06-10T14:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-11T03:31:22.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Strawberry Marble Cake</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;9th June 2006&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I went out for lunch at Ang Mo kio Central.There was a pasar malam down there.Bought for Khairi a yellow power ranger.Yup power ranger is one of his favourite toys.Then after work, I bought 2 football jerseys for him at the pasar malam at AMK central.1 is Japan jersey and the other 1 is Argentina jersey. When we reached home,Khairi insist to put on the Japan jersey.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="203" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1259/2667/320/IMG_0056.jpg" width="271" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1259/2667/320/IMG_0057.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1259/2667/320/IMG_0058.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;10th June 2006&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;This morning I bake strawberry marble cake for Kak Mel.Will be meeting her later in the evening to pass her the cake.This is the yummylicious strawberry marble cake.Anyone care to order from me??Hehehehe....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1259/2667/320/IMG_0059.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Sebelom dibakar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1259/2667/320/IMG_0060.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Sesudah dibakar &amp; disejukkan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1259/2667/320/2006_0521Gat0071%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Setelah dipotong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25508998-114992172974053212?l=mybeautifullovelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mybeautifullovelife.blogspot.com/feeds/114992172974053212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25508998&amp;postID=114992172974053212' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25508998/posts/default/114992172974053212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25508998/posts/default/114992172974053212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mybeautifullovelife.blogspot.com/2006/06/strawberry-marble-cake.html' title='Strawberry Marble Cake'/><author><name>Mas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16443902014052883972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p80/ayang_girl/mothers%20day%20pic/mothersdaypic13-05-07016.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25508998.post-114974826856432208</id><published>2006-06-08T14:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-11T03:32:20.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Last night S'pore Idol Ladies round was a DISASTER</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Did anyone watch last night show of Singapore Idol ladies round? I watch up to Rahimah sang then I change the channel.It was totally disaster for all the contestant.My frens told me that none of them can really sing.How the hell they get to be top 28 contestants if they cant even sing a proper song?Haaiiizzz....Last year Singapore Idol is much much and very much better than this year.Wat a letdown....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25508998-114974826856432208?l=mybeautifullovelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mybeautifullovelife.blogspot.com/feeds/114974826856432208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25508998&amp;postID=114974826856432208' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Halo pple.Sorry for the delay,been bz lately.Well...tonight I really feel lonely.Sent my son to my MIL's place after fetching him from school today as my hubby's niece and nephew are there for the school holidays.There's no one to fight with or to scream at tonight.Haizz...I'm missing my little "gendut" already.When he's around,I wish he wasn't here but when he's not around,I wish he was here.That's how you feel when you got your own kids.Hubby pulak keje petang,balik kul 1 pagi.Tdo keseorangan beta malam ni.It's my habit before I go to bed is keep kissing my little "gendut" as he asleep soundly.I like the way he smell,bau masam2 wangi.hehehe....Luckily he will only be sleeping over for just 1 night kalau tidak bole jadi gila aku dibuatnya kalau takde si "gendut" ni.Biasalah nakal budak2 but when he throws tantrums yg tak best.Penat melayan karenah dia.The best part is when he's in good mood.You can juz communicate with him anything but he communicate well with me rather than anyone else.My FIL will always says this to him "ko dgn mama ko berbual bukan main rancak tapi dgn org lain,buat "dek" ajer".Hehehe..it's true though.Even though I like to scold him, he will juz come to his mama and sit on my lap and then manja2 with me.I guess he's mama's boy.I miss you so much Khairi...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25508998-114917542272087212?l=mybeautifullovelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mybeautifullovelife.blogspot.com/feeds/114917542272087212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25508998&amp;postID=114917542272087212' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25508998/posts/default/114917542272087212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25508998/posts/default/114917542272087212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mybeautifullovelife.blogspot.com/2006/06/lonely.html' title='Lonely'/><author><name>Mas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16443902014052883972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p80/ayang_girl/mothers%20day%20pic/mothersdaypic13-05-07016.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25508998.post-114853423382154955</id><published>2006-05-25T13:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-11T03:33:02.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'>YOU SPOILT MY F***KING DAY</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Hari ni 2 org telah spoilt my mood at work.Pagi2 me dah kena marah ngan boss pasal 2 org yg tak bertanggungjawab ni.Yg paling buat me makin marah is that these 2 stupid bitches ni tak mengaku kesalahan dorang.Aku yg tak tau menahu pasal ni kena marah.Tak puas hati bila boss marah aku,aku cakap balik ar.Buat apa nak takut when I'm not in the wrong situation.Bila boss dapat tau the whole story from me,baru dia nak apologise.Suka2 jer marah org tanpa usul periksa.Pantang nenek moyang aku org buat aku mcm tu!!Bila boss dah apologise kat aku,aku jumpa tu 2 "bitches" and tell them off.Dorang ingat dorang tua dari aku,aku kena respect,U GO RELAX ONE CORNER SUA!!!Kalau ko yg buat salah,mengaku jerlah.Kenapa nak babitkan org yg tak tau menahu mcm aku ni??!!Ni lah politics kat office.Org2 yg makan kinzir ni tak bole kasi chance,gerenti pijak kepala kita.Aku diam2 korang pijak kepala aku eh.Takpe...tahap kesabaran aku masih tinggi lagi.Jgn sampai aku meletop mcm gunung merapi kat Indonesia yg nak meletop tu!!!BINGIT SEH!!!!!!!!!!!AAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25508998-114853423382154955?l=mybeautifullovelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mybeautifullovelife.blogspot.com/feeds/114853423382154955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25508998&amp;postID=114853423382154955' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25508998/posts/default/114853423382154955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25508998/posts/default/114853423382154955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mybeautifullovelife.blogspot.com/2006/05/you-spoilt-my-fking-day.html' title='YOU SPOILT MY F***KING DAY'/><author><name>Mas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16443902014052883972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p80/ayang_girl/mothers%20day%20pic/mothersdaypic13-05-07016.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25508998.post-115069854349182263</id><published>2006-05-21T22:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-19T14:29:03.493+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CM gathering at Kak Dewi's place</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Woke up at 7am cos nak bake the strawberry marble kek for today gathering at Kak Dewi's place but unfortunately me not goin cos badan tak brapa sihat these few days and furthermore I got a lot of house work to do.Tgh jemur kain kat dapur,terdengar si Khairi menangis.Alamak si kecik ni dah bangun,macam mana nak buat kek ni.Tawakal ajelah.Bila I kemas meja makan kat dining section,dia pon sibuk mengemas.Since dia nak tolong sangat,me ask him to carry for me the bahan2 utk buat kek to the table.Nasib baiklah dia tak kacau masa I tgh buat kek marble tu kalau tak mesti "bantat" kek aku.Exactly kul 10 pagi,my kek dah siap(ini termasok pembakaran kek tu).Me letak kek tu atas tray for cooling.After that I clean up the mess,vacumm and mop the floor.Next me put the towels that had been soaked last night into the washing machine.Then I bath together with Khairi.Lepas mandi,Khairi asked for his "mikmik".Dah kul 12 tghari,so his nap time.Bila dia tdo,me apalagi gi download lagu kat computer lah.Kalau buat time dia terjaga,mesti dia kacau.Nasib baik Khairi bangun bila I dah habis download all my songs.Then we went downstairs to play bicyle.Bila nak kluar tu,Kak Ju called saying that she's downstairs.So me bring along the kek yg dah masok kotak tadi.Kat bawah,I meet Kak Mel and Kak Shaikha for the 1st time.Sempat take photo using Kak Mel's camera.After they left,I bring Khairi to the multi-purpose hall to ride his bicycle.Then he wanna go to the playground.So I let him play at the playground for awhile.When we get home,I took a pail of water for washing the bicycle cos Khairi ride his bicycle on the grass,manalah tau kalau terkena taik anjing jer.While washing the bicycle,my hubby pon balik.He bought for us nasi briyani ayam even though I dah masak bubur ayam.I asked him to buy for me mee seafood tom yam kat Cafella at Jalan Kayu when he called but he says tghari Cafella tutup.Kesian seh aku ni tapi takpe hari esok masih ada..hahaha.So the three of us had a late lunch.Bila dah kekenyangan,apalagi tdo lah.Bila me tgh tdo,my hubby sibuk melayan si kecik tu.When I woke up,it's already 7.30 pm.Lepas maghrib, ish laki aku ni tak kejut pulak.Then I scold my hubby for not waking me up when it's maghrib time,then he says "kesian tgk mama tdo nyenyak sebab tu papa tak kejut".Then I asked my hubby to take all the kain baju yg I blom lipat,he says that dia dah lipatkan.Thanks hubby.The whole day today, we neva go out juz spending quality time together.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25508998-115069854349182263?l=mybeautifullovelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mybeautifullovelife.blogspot.com/feeds/115069854349182263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25508998&amp;postID=115069854349182263' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Today I woke early at 7 am thought nak gi pasar kat Punggol Plaza beli telor utk buat kek marble for tomorrow gathering kat rumah Kak Dewi tapi badan ni sengal2 pulak.Dah tak jadi pegi.I sms my good fren,Juju that I'll be meeting her at 2pm kat Sengkang MRT since I'll not be making the marble cake today.Kul 11.30 pagi,gi Punggol Plaza beli telor then at the same time have breakfast cum lunch at the food court.Then balik rumah,kemas rumah sikit2.Si kecik pulak merengek nak "mikmik" dia,nak tdo lah tu.Dah buatkan susu Khairi,baringkan dia atas sofa bed kat living room.Blom habis susu,si kecik ni dah tdo.Haiizzz...Dah kul 1.30 pm ni,si kecik masih tdo.macam mana ni?aaahhh...letak aje dia kat stroller.Meet Juju kat Sengkang MRT.She tot I juz wanna pass my kain to her but actually I nak gi rumah dia.Bila sampai kat rumah Juju,her mom hidangkan minuman,kueh pau sambal and french fries for us.The kueh pau sambal sedap seh tapi malu nak makan banyak2.Then we get to business.I told Juju's mom just ikut the contoh baju kurung yg I bawak but besarkan sikit the leher part jer.So she check my kain and she says ok bole siap cukup bulan ni.Cepat seh but I like cos tak payah tunggu lama2.Kalau Juju's mom jahit sedap,baru I hantar kain yg I beli last Wednesday for Hari Raya.Murah tau baju termasuk lining is just $50 jer.After that I went back with Khairi.While walking towards the LRT,my hubby called saying to meet him at Compasspoint since he's not riding his motorbike home cos tired.Oklah me pon naik LRT to Compasspoint.Then we proceed to Banquet cos hubby wanna have his lunch.He bought 2 chicken rice with extra chicken.Me tak makan cos tadi dah makan kat Punggol Plaza.So the son and the father makan lah.Then we went home after that.Sampai rumah,we get ready to go to my mom's place.Bila sampai rumah my mom,bau asam pedas telah menusuk hidung ku.Rupa-rupanya my mom tgh panaskan lauk asam pedas kepala ikan duri.MY FAVOURITE LAUK!!!Since my hubby tak makan ikan besar2,my mom buatkan dia ikan pari bakar with sambal tumis.Since me dah makan tadi,so me meratah ajerlah asam pedas kepala ikan duri tu.Sampai dua keping I makan.Yum..yum..sambil menjilat jari.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25508998-114826670229531913?l=mybeautifullovelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mybeautifullovelife.blogspot.com/feeds/114826670229531913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25508998&amp;postID=114826670229531913' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Today I took my leave to spend time with hubby and Khairi.My hubby is on his offday today.We plan to go to Arab Street to buy cloth for Hari Raya.Usually we will just buy the ready-made baju kurung or baju melayu but this year we want to tailored-made them.I'm a bit excited cos we are wearing the same color this year.Last year Hari Raya we wore black color cos easy to match,if we bought ready-made slalunya kita beli baju melayu or baju kurung yg sikit lebih kurang colornya sama.Susah nak match bila beli yg ready-made punya.Before we go to Arab Street,I got an appointment with Kak Ju cos she need to pass me the bracelet that my colleague order.Tepat pukul 12.30 tgh,Kak ju called me that she's downstair.Me pon turun with my little gendut yg tak pakai baju tu.After taking my bracelet,the three of us pon siap2 nak kluar.We took a cab to Arab Street cos hubby malas nak naik MRT dengan cuaca yg panas giler hari ni.Bila dah sampai sana,kita gi survey from 1 shop to 1 shop.Pening kalau beli kain with my hubby cos susah nak mintak his opinion.Sempat rilek one corner then bergaduh sekejap ngan dia pasal nak beli kain.Hehehe..pegi ngan mak I lagi senang.Dah lepas tu,gi sambung survey.Then we stop at this one shop,me berkenan ngan patung yg kain topnya kotak2 with kain songket as kain bottom.Bila masok tanya pasal kain yg patung tu pakai,macam2 design yg the sales person kluarkan.Semua lawa2 sampai tak tau nak pilih yg mana satu.In the end,hubby pilih color purple.Bila my turn dah habis pilih kain together with the lining and the songket,my hubby turn pulak yg pilih color purple yg matching with mine.We bought 4 3/4m for my kain and 6 1/2m for my hubby with my son.After that we singgah at Banquet kat Raffles Hospital untuk mengisi perut kami yg sungguh lapar ni.Me order seafood tomyam soup with rice while hubby order fish slice soup with rice cos he kena share with Khairi.Yg kelakarnya,si Khairi ni tdo from the time we reached Arab St to the time we finished buying the kain.Bila bau my tomyam soup jer,dgn serta-merta bole bangun seh.Pantang bau makan,mesti bangun punya.Hehehe....After eating,we went to take MRT to Bishan to my ILS place.Bila kat sana apalagi me tumpang tdo lah cos penat seh bila berjalan time panas terik.After I woke up,I realised that my future SIL datang tapi me buat bodoh jer cos malas nak layan org yg suka mengada-ngada.Then I told hubby that we need to go NTUC cos Khairi's pampers at home almost finishing.Lucky the offer for Khairi's pampers is still on cos today is the last day for the PETPET pampers promotion selling for 3 pkts at $36.90.After that both hubby and I singgah kat McDonalds kat J8 beli strawberry sundae and banana milk shake.Yum...yum....At 8.30pm my FIL called suruh kita turun bawah block to send the 3 of us back to Punggol with his taxi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25508998-114792345726433811?l=mybeautifullovelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mybeautifullovelife.blogspot.com/feeds/114792345726433811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25508998&amp;postID=114792345726433811' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25508998/posts/default/114792345726433811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25508998/posts/default/114792345726433811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mybeautifullovelife.blogspot.com/2006/05/beli-kain.html' title='Beli Kain'/><author><name>Mas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16443902014052883972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p80/ayang_girl/mothers%20day%20pic/mothersdaypic13-05-07016.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25508998.post-114776489938979395</id><published>2006-05-16T15:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-11T03:33:47.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Penat sungguh seh</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Today I feel so damn tired.Badan pulak sengal sana sini.Kalau ada orang urutkan,alangkah bestnya.Kepala pulak pening2 lalat.Nasib baik besok I ambil cuti.Besok nak pegi Arab Street with hubby and Khairi nak cari kain buat baju Hari Raya.Terlarat tak badan aku ni.Aduh..penatnya......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25508998-114776489938979395?l=mybeautifullovelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mybeautifullovelife.blogspot.com/feeds/114776489938979395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25508998&amp;postID=114776489938979395' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25508998/posts/default/114776489938979395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25508998/posts/default/114776489938979395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mybeautifullovelife.blogspot.com/2006/05/penat-sungguh-seh.html' title='Penat sungguh seh'/><author><name>Mas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16443902014052883972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p80/ayang_girl/mothers%20day%20pic/mothersdaypic13-05-07016.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25508998.post-115069798843182075</id><published>2006-05-14T20:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-19T14:19:48.433+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mother's Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Hari me duduk rumah ngan Khairi.Badan rasa tak brapa sihat ar tak tau kenapa,maybe for the past 2 days banyak berjalan agaknya.Khairi pon tak sihat.He keep "berak" loose tools.Tapi cannot assume it as diarhoea cos dia tak "berak" every hour.Bila he wake up from his afternoon nap,i noticed that he's having a slight fever.Me quickly feed him his medication kalau tak mesti makin worse.Alhamdullillah demam dia dah turun after 1 hour of running around catching his cat;Girl2.Tu jerlah keje dia bila duduk rumah,main mainan sampai berselerak,main his new bicycle or running around to catch Girl2.Hari ni me pon tak masak.Alah nanti bole beli apa.Nak pegi rumah my mom pon mcm malas gitu kan.I'm juz so damn tired.For Mother's Day today,both my hubby and Khairi tak belikan me apa2,setakat wishing me "Happy Mother's Day" and a kiss on my cheeks from hubby and a very big hug from my little rascal.Itu dah cukup for me.Me tak belikan my mom apa2 since she dnt like to celebrate this kind of occasion but yesterday I do kiss her cheeks and wish her "Happy Mother's Day" though.So to all mothers out there, HAPPY MOTHER'S DAY to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25508998-115069798843182075?l=mybeautifullovelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mybeautifullovelife.blogspot.com/feeds/115069798843182075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25508998&amp;postID=115069798843182075' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25508998/posts/default/115069798843182075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25508998/posts/default/115069798843182075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mybeautifullovelife.blogspot.com/2006/05/mothers-day.html' title='Mother&apos;s Day'/><author><name>Mas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16443902014052883972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p80/ayang_girl/mothers%20day%20pic/mothersdaypic13-05-07016.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25508998.post-115069768903925187</id><published>2006-05-13T23:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-19T14:14:49.040+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Went to Arab St with Kak Mas,Mak and the kids</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Today my mom,my SIL,Quraisyah,Zikri(my SIL's nephew),Khairi and I went to Arab Street to buy kain.Me ajak my mom since hari ni dia offday then my SIL nak ikut pulak,ok lah tu.Both my SIL and me meet up kat my mom's place.Senang 1 kali jalan.Bila sampai my mom's place, my 3rd brother tgh practice joget with 2 of his frens kat living room.So the 3 keciks(Khairi,Quraisyah and Zikri)tgk my bro and frens joget sehingga terpegun.hehehe..especially Khairi,sampai mulut ternganga seh.Bila my mom dah sholat and dah siap,we all pon berangkat lah.The cuaca pon tak bagus hari ni,drizzling.Nasib baik sampai Arab Street tak hujan.We went from one shop to one shop,survey2 dulu sebelom beli kain.Now the fashion is kain organza checkered.Lawa2 seh.At first me nak beli kain for my hubby's brother wedding in Aug and also for Hari Raya but in the end,me beli 1 kain jer for Rizal's wedding.Pening seh pilih warna &amp;amp; kain for my Hubby and son.Bukan I jer yg pilih untuk dorang pening but untuk myself pon pening cos semua lawa2.So I told my mom next Wednesday bila my Hubby offday then can buy.My SIL pulak beli kain untuk her whole family for Hari Raya.Dah puas beli kain,apalagi makan murtabak kat Victory lah but we have to wait for my elder first cos he's coming back at 5.30pm.So we jalan2 kat Golden Landmark first.Kecian my mom,tak larat nak dukung my "gendut".Si "gendut" hari ni berangin,1 hari dia tak nak ngan I,nak ngan nenek dia jer.Nenek tu kalau kuat takpe.Maybe he misses his grandma dia agaknya.Bila my bro datang, we proceed to Victory Restaurant opposite Masjid Sultan.Kita makan kat atas.My bro order 2 big murtabak daging and 1 small murtabak ayam.Bole meletup seh perut makan murtabak.After that my bro and I went home separately.He went home cos he need to send Zikri back while I went backto my mom's place.Me suka lepak kat rumah my mom cos at least ada kawan berbual.Bila sampai rumah my mom,I show my 3rd brother my kain that i juz bought.He says nice.Kalau u all nak tau, my brother ni pandai pilih kain2 yg lawa2,he got good taste than me.Unfortunately dia tak dapat ikut tadi sebab itu me kalau beli kain slalu ajak my mom or my 3rd brother.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25508998-115069768903925187?l=mybeautifullovelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p80/ayang_girl/mothers%20day%20pic/mothersdaypic13-05-07016.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25508998.post-114776451394129994</id><published>2006-05-12T01:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-19T14:07:51.473+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wasted 2nd trip to Tampines Swimming Complex</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Today I make a plan to go Tampines Swimming Complex with my nieces and nephew.My eldest niece;Sya2 called telling me that her parents will be coming too.That's great for me cos the more the merrier.Janji my SIL kul 2 kat Tampines Interchange tapi dua2 datang lambat.I took a cab to Century Square.On the way there, I saw the clouds started to become dark.My guess is right.When I alighted at Century Square, it start to drizzle.I went to Tampines CPF building cos I need to withdraw some money at OCBC.Then the rain pour heavily.Oh shit...there goes my plan.Bought 20 pcs of nuggets from McDonald.My niece called telling me that she's nearby at the interchange.Tengah jalan,me dgn beg haversack yg besar and tgh dukung Khairi together with my nuggets in the hand,me jatuh tergelincir kat zebra crossing towards the interchange.Me jatuh with my leg splitting mcm org buat ballet dancing.Nasib baik me dukung Khairi kuat2 kalau tak mesti dia jatuh tergolek jugak.Aduh mak punya lah sakit my leg.Yg I geram,org ramai yg kat situ dont bother helping me when they saw me like that.Bila part dapat benda free,dorang lah yg cepat tapi bila part nak menolong,bole buat bodoh ni.Typical Singaporeans....Perlahan-lahan me get up and walk towards my niece yg tgh tunggu me at the other end.Saw my SIL duduk with her twin dotters and her 3rd dotter;Quraisyah.Faris went sholat Jumaat with his dad &amp;amp; Pak Ngah.Lama jugak kita duduk kat interchange waiting for the rain to stop.In the end my SIL suggest kita gi jalan2 kat Tampines Mall dulu then kalau tak hujan, baru proceed to the swimming pool.Bila dah walk over to Century Square,it stop raining but the clouds still dark.We then walked to Tampines Swimming Complex.Bila sampai sana, we noticed that there are so many pple outside.Tanya the staff, they told us that we r not suppose to swim when there are thunders cos they will not be responsible if anything happen.Haizzz...Yg kelakarnya,my eldest niece and I bole picnic kat luar swimming pool makan nuggets that I bought earlier.Dah puas picnic kat situ,my elder brother cakap we go back to my mom's place jer since there's still thunder.Ni dah kali kedua,kita tak jadi mandi kat Tampines Swimming Pool.Bila sampai jer rumah my mom,semua gi dapur cari makan.Hahahaha..hujan2 ni lapar babe.Nasib baik my mom masak mee siam.Lepas maghrib,my brother and family balik but me still stay over cos nak ikut my mom with my 2 other aunties to go to my uncle's place.My uncle ada some family problems so we're going there to pay a visit.What I like about my mom's siblings is that if any of them susah,yg lain akan tolong selagi yg mampu.I'm very close to my mom's side rather than my dad's side cos most of my relatives on my dad's side had passed away.Bila dah balik from my uncle's place, me masih singgah to my mom's place.Boring seh kalau I balik siang2 bila my hubby work afternoon shift.So I will usually stay late till 11.30 pm baru I balik to Punggol.Bila me balik back to my mom's place with Khairi and my mom, my 3rd brother has juz come back from KL.He's been staying in KL for almost 3yrs now cos he work as a freelance dancer there.Rezeki dia kat sana melimpah.Alhamdullillah.So he play with my son for awhile.Tgk jam didinding dah masok kul 11.45pm.Me pon siap2 nak balik to Punggol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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Complex'/><author><name>Mas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16443902014052883972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p80/ayang_girl/mothers%20day%20pic/mothersdaypic13-05-07016.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25508998.post-114733612493999953</id><published>2006-05-11T16:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-19T14:02:49.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Durian..yum..yum</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Sudah sekian lama aku mengidamkan kau.Alangkah sedihnya beta tapi kau blom musim lagi.Merata tempat aku mencari kau,bukan main susahnya.Suami dan anakku jugak meminatimu.Baumu sungguh menawan dan rasamu sungguh menakjubkan.Tapi smalam,aku telah bertemu dgn mu wahai sayang.Hati jadi begitu gembira skali bertemu dgn mu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Wahai &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;DURIAN&lt;/span&gt;....akhirnya kita bertemu juga.Hahahahahaha....Smalam bila time lunch,singgah ke kedai buah,ternampak &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;DURIAN&lt;/span&gt;,fuhyoh happy sungguh I dibuatnya.Mana taknya,susah seh nak cari bila takde musimnya.Kat Sims Drive memanglah banyak tapi mcm jauh gitu kan.So bila dah nampak &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Durian&lt;/span&gt;,apa lagi I belilah.Since it's already pack in styrofoam box,I beli yg sikit jer for $2.Ingatkan nak makan kat ofis tapi banyak keje sampai terlupa.Bila dah sampai rumah,I put the &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;DURIAN&lt;/span&gt; one side and will eat it later.After dah kemas rumah,do my ironning and put Khairi to sleep on the sofa bed in the living room,it's time for me to eat my &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;DURIAN&lt;/span&gt;.Fuhyohhhhhh....sedapnya tak terkata.Tengah sedap2 makan,Khairi terbangun bila bau &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;DURIAN&lt;/span&gt; tapi nasib baik dia tido balik.Kalau dia bangun,bole jadi gaduh seh pasal &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;DURIAN&lt;/span&gt;.Bau &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Durian&lt;/span&gt; masih melekat kat tangan I skarang...hhhhmmm...harumnya...&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="234" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1259/2667/320/durian.jpg" width="285" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25508998-114733612493999953?l=mybeautifullovelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p80/ayang_girl/mothers%20day%20pic/mothersdaypic13-05-07016.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25508998.post-114714003382342860</id><published>2006-05-07T22:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-19T14:02:05.433+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shopping Spree</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Today Khairi and I woke up early.As usual Khairi wants his "mimik" and then sit on the sofa bed in the living room.Then me will be at the kitchen hanging the clothes that I had washed last night.Hubby is working morning shift today and will only be back at 3.30pm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Hubby called home at 11 am.Khairi refuses to talk to his papa on the phone.Then hubby ask me whether today wanna go out and I said ok.Hubby nak belanja so jangan tolak..hehehe.So I quickly do my house chores like vacumming,mopping the floor,ironing some clothes and cleaning up the kitchen cos I'll be meeting hubby at Compasspoint at 3 pm.After doing the house chores, Khairi and I bath together.Dah siap semua,tgk jam di dinding dah kul 3.Biasalah me slalu "star karat" bila meet hubby.Bila kat dlm LRT, hubby called "mama dah kat mana ni?" Dengan selamba me jawab "mama baru naik LRT,papa tunggu ajer lah."Hahaha..Khairi and I reached Sengkang MRT exactly at 3.30 pm.Then hubby nak gi toilet to change to his Polo t-shirt yg I bawak.After that gi makan kat McDonald's dulu cos lapar beb dari pagi blom makan.I asked hubby "where are we going?" Then he said "gi Orchard.dah lama tak gi Orchard since ayie branak".Yup u heard it right.Both of us dah almost 21mths tak gi Orchard since my son is born.Lama kan?Most of the time we always go Tampines Mall, Junction 8 and Suntec City.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;We took the NorthEast train to Dhoby Ghaut (betol tak spelling) then change to the next line.Bila sampai Orchard, we head to Takashimaya.We went to the children's section.Khairi bukan main happy lagi cos dia nampak banyak toys.He asked to be realesed from his pram.Bila dah lepas,mcm lipas kudung si kecik tu.Bila dia nampak kereta control,dia terloncat-loncat kesukaan.Me and hubby laughed tengok keletah Khairi.In the end we neva buy any toys for Khairi cos it's too expensive sedangkan tempat Toy'R'us sama benda tapi lagi murah.Then we walked to the baby section cos nak cari Khairi's swimming disposable diapers.Then we walk to Heeren.Masok kedai Converse.Ternampak kasut canvas high-cut size Khairi.Very nice.Infortunately takde size Khairi.Ask the salesgal kat mana ada their outlet yg carry Khairi's size and she told me kat Far East Plaza.Ask the salesgal to call the outlet and reserve the size for me and bila dah confirm,the 3 of us patah balik to Far East Plaza.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Bila dah sampai kat Converse shop kat Far East Plaza, we try the shoes.They only got red,pink and dark blue colour but we choose red cos it look nicer on Khairi and also bcos it's Khairi favourite color.Bila dah put on on Khairi,dgn senyuman manis he says "nice".Cute kan.Bole catwalk lagi kat kedai tu.hehehe.... After that we bought some food kat Cahaya Restaurant kat atas to be brought home cos hubby need to work morning shift again 2morrow.&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="144" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1259/2667/400/Khairi%27s%20Converse%20Shoes.jpg" width="172" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25508998-114714003382342860?l=mybeautifullovelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mybeautifullovelife.blogspot.com/feeds/114714003382342860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25508998&amp;postID=114714003382342860' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25508998/posts/default/114714003382342860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25508998/posts/default/114714003382342860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mybeautifullovelife.blogspot.com/2006/05/shopping-spree.html' title='Shopping Spree'/><author><name>Mas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16443902014052883972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p80/ayang_girl/mothers%20day%20pic/mothersdaypic13-05-07016.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25508998.post-114684072460495458</id><published>2006-05-04T22:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-19T13:59:58.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Bicycle</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Hubby went home early today.Called him at about 2pm to tell him to buy bicycle for Khairi since he's been asking for it.Hubby together with my FIL then went to Toa Payoh to buy the bicycle since my FIL will be driving his taxi today.My FIL paid for the bicycle.I told hubby to pay his dad back the money since it's our intention to buy the bicycle for our son but hubby says that FIL refuses to take his money.This makes me serba salah with my own mom cos bila dapat duit progress package,both my mom &amp; I nak belikan Khairi basikal tapi I insist that I used my own money to pay for it now lain pulak yg jadi.I takut nanti my mom kecik hati bila dia tahu yg my FIL belikan basikal utk Khairi sedangkan bila my mom kasi duit nak belikan utk Khairi,I tolak tawaran dia.Haizzzz...ini semua buat I bingung.My hubby says that just dont tell my mom that his father bought the basikal,keep it a secret.Tapi I masih rasa serba salah.When I called my mom just now,dia dah nag.She says "duit nenek and duit mamanya kan lain.Skarang mamanya dah belikan basikal,nenek tak tau nak belikan Khairi mainan apa lagi".Sedihkan bunyinya.The other time my mom pon nak belikan Khairi basikal kecik for his birthday,in the end yg belikan my MIL.My mom tot this time she got the opportunity to buy something for her grandson tapi terlepas jugak.Kesian my mom.But anyway she already bought alot of things for Khairi,for example his power ranger school bags and small cars for him since she knows her grandson likes cars.Next time ajer lah mak eh.So this is Khairi's new bicycle.The small one is his 1st bicycle given by my MIL.&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 174px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="162" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1259/2667/200/Picture%20041.jpg" width="215" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 233px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 167px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="156" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1259/2667/200/Picture%20042.jpg" width="208" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25508998-114684072460495458?l=mybeautifullovelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mybeautifullovelife.blogspot.com/feeds/114684072460495458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25508998&amp;postID=114684072460495458' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25508998/posts/default/114684072460495458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25508998/posts/default/114684072460495458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mybeautifullovelife.blogspot.com/2006/05/new-bicycle.html' title='New Bicycle'/><author><name>Mas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16443902014052883972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p80/ayang_girl/mothers%20day%20pic/mothersdaypic13-05-07016.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25508998.post-115069649205738907</id><published>2006-05-01T20:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-19T13:54:52.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Goin to Tampines Mall</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Hari ni tak pegi mana2 kecuali to my mom's place since we left our big bag kat sana.B4 heading to my mom's place, we go jln2 kat Tampines Mall and Century Square.Mentang2 dah dapat duit progress package,semua nak beli..hehe biasalah.Tapi 1 benda pon tak beli cos we tot of saving this money for Khairi's coming birthday.But for me,I nak belikan Khairi bicycle since he's been asking for a big one,not the small one he have right now.Org kecik tapi nak basikal besar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25508998-115069649205738907?l=mybeautifullovelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mybeautifullovelife.blogspot.com/feeds/115069649205738907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25508998&amp;postID=115069649205738907' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25508998/posts/default/115069649205738907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25508998/posts/default/115069649205738907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mybeautifullovelife.blogspot.com/2006/05/goin-to-tampines-mall.html' title='Goin to Tampines Mall'/><author><name>Mas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16443902014052883972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p80/ayang_girl/mothers%20day%20pic/mothersdaypic13-05-07016.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25508998.post-115069634620562307</id><published>2006-04-30T23:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-19T13:52:26.223+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sentosa..here we come &amp; Dinner with my family</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Sepatutnya, pagi nak plan gi pasar Geylang cos peti sejuk dah kosong tapi sang suami pulak nak gi Sentosa.Nak tak nak, kena ikut lah cos sang suami dah lama tak mandi laut.Sampai Harbour Front kul 11 pagi. Go sarapan dulu kat hawker centre.Then kita go Harbour Front shopping centre, nak cari disposable swimming diapers for Khairi tapi takde pulak.Ingatkan nak naik cable car tapi sang suami cakap mahal cos the admission fee tak termasuk dalam bayaran cable car.Ok itu takpe. Then me suggest naik boat ar tapi the boat service to Sentosa no longer available.So last resort terpaksa naik bus.Si Khairi pulak dah kepenatan,blom sampai Pahlawan beach, dah tdo dlm bus.Bila sampai Pahlawan beach, kita cari 7-Eleven cos dah kehausan.Sebelah 7-Eleven ada kedai jual baju mandi so kita org masuklah nak beli tikar lipat.Me beli tikar lipat,selipar and beach bag for juz $19.90 and me also beli beach ball tuk si kecik tu.Bila dah cari tempat sesuai,si Khairi tak sabar nak mandi.Me cepat2 salinkan to his swimming trunk then papanya bawak ke laut kalau tak mengamuk babe.Bila sang suami dah bawak si sang gendut gi mandi, me pon apa lagi nak salinlah tapi toilet jauh pulak.so me decided to tukar sluar mandi kat situ jer since me dah pakai swimming top kat dlm,tutup ngan tuala jer.Nasib baik i toleh ke blakang.U pple nak tau kalau I tak toleh ke blakang, mesti bangla2 dapat tgk free show.So me call my hubby up to help me change.Si Khairi kesukaan mandi laut sampai tangan dia dah kecut pon masih nak mandi.Kita org mandi sampai kul 4.30 ptg then we go and change.Bila dah siap semua, my hubby cadang nak ambil gambar kat merlion.Sukanya my son tgk merlion.Tgh hepi2 me realise that Khairi act semacam jer.When i touch his head,panas giler beb.Demam pulak si kecik ni tapi nasib baik I bawak ubat dia.He's been having flu &amp; coughing since friday.We cari 1 tempat and gave Khairi his medications.Then hubby ternampak orkid farm kat Sentosa so singgah sekejap.Cantik2 bunga orkid kat situ.Khairi pulak ternampak koi fish pool in the orkid farm.He likes to feed the fishes.Then we took a cab to my mom's place as my family decided to have dinner kat simpang bedok.Upon reaching my mom's place, i sponge Khairi wih cold water.Yg best about Khairi, dia tak pandai merengek when he's unwell.After sponging him,I let him have his milk cos he refuses to eat dari pagi.Makan pon setakat 2 suap nasi ayam.Lepas mahgrib,my mom,my 2nd elder bro and my family took a cab to simpang bedok.Over there, we meet my eldest bro and his family.Makanan kat sana tak brapa sedap kecuali mee "upeh" dari Hawa restaurant.We order alot of food;ikan pari bakar,rojak cina,fish &amp; chip,black pepper steak and satays.Yg geramnya,satay datang bila kita dah habis makan and the table is cleared.Dah lah lambat bole hutang 5 cucuk satay pulak ni.My mom malas nak tunggu so she suggest kita blah jer walaupon satay tu dah bayar.bad service u know.My family &amp;amp; I decided to home while my bro &amp; his family wanna go to my mom's place.Yg kelakarnya, si Khairi ni masih pegang 1 cucuk satay lembu kat tangan dia.Bila naik taxi,dia tak nak lepas ngan his satay walaupon dia dah tertdo.Bila my hubby try to take away the satay stick,dia bole terjaga and say "Nnoo", then tertdo lagi.hehehe..cute seh.Bila sampai rumah jer,my hubby and son dah lepak dulu.Me put the dirty clothes into the washing machine then head to bed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1259/2667/320/Picture%20001.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1259/2667/320/Picture%20002.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; 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Dinner with my family'/><author><name>Mas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16443902014052883972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p80/ayang_girl/mothers%20day%20pic/mothersdaypic13-05-07016.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25508998.post-114653850357172309</id><published>2006-04-29T22:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-19T13:32:36.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Miss my mom</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Went to my mom's place with Khairi.Hubby will come later at 6 plus as he's working morning shift today.It's been 2 weeks since I last visit my mom as both my mom &amp; my 2nd elder bro are down with eyes infection. I really miss her so much.Since I was young, my mom &amp;amp; I are not close with each other.Being the only gal and the youngest among my 4 siblings, I'm VERY close with my late daddy.My late daddy pampers me alot while my mom pampers the 3 boys.Both my mom &amp; I like to quarrel alot.Both of us mesti ada seliseh pendapat about certain things.When I got married and has a son,my relationship with my mom changes to a better.Now I know that it's not easy to become a good mom.Like old folks like to say "bila ko dah kahwin &amp;amp; ada anak,baru ko tahu betapa susahnya mak ko besarkan ko".And you know what,I guess it's true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1259/2667/1600/Picture%20024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 215px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 160px" height="212" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1259/2667/320/Picture%20024.jpg" width="273" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1259/2667/1600/Picture%20023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 160px" height="209" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1259/2667/320/Picture%20023.jpg" width="263" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tomorrow will be exactly 2 mths since Khairi start schooling. He learns alot of things in the Jamiyah Child Care Centre and one example is learning to feed himself. Nowadays he demand to feed himself, no more spoon-feed him anymore. So I guess I made the right decision of sending him to school at such a tender age. Some people might think that by sending your child to a child care centre at a tender age, all they do is eat, sleep &amp; play. Well, they are totally wrong!!! My son learn to say a few words, do art &amp;amp; craft, sing songs (that is his favourite pastime) and most importantly to communicate &amp; share with his peers. These 2 mths I see the changes in him. The only problem he has in school is sharing things with his friends, other than that he's fine. That's what his teacher told me. Mama is so proud of you,&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1259/2667/1600/Picture%20019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 222px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 137px" height="156" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1259/2667/320/Picture%20019.jpg" width="242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Khairi!! muacks &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1259/2667/1600/Picture%20020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 160px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 217px" height="274" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1259/2667/320/Picture%20020.jpg" width="202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25508998-114615030173625132?l=mybeautifullovelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mybeautifullovelife.blogspot.com/feeds/114615030173625132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25508998&amp;postID=114615030173625132' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25508998/posts/default/114615030173625132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25508998/posts/default/114615030173625132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mybeautifullovelife.blogspot.com/2006/04/pandai-anak-mama.html' title='Pandai anak mama'/><author><name>Mas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16443902014052883972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p80/ayang_girl/mothers%20day%20pic/mothersdaypic13-05-07016.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25508998.post-114586762549908683</id><published>2006-04-24T15:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-11T03:38:47.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sakit Kaki</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;The whole of last week, I neva post any story...Let me recall what have I done the whole week...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday 19 April 2006&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1259/2667/1600/Picture%20014.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 178px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 189px" height="200" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1259/2667/200/Picture%20014.0.jpg" width="201" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Khairi received his school uniform today. It was size "L". I tried&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1259/2667/1600/Picture%20018.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 154px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px" height="277" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1259/2667/320/Picture%20018.0.jpg" width="188" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the uniform on him and it's kind of a bit too big for him. But since he's goin to wear it for quite some time so I guess its ok. Asked Khairi to pose with his school bag, meragam pulak si kecik sampai melalak. 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style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Thursday 20 April 2006&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Khairi received another set of uniform and it was size "S" this time. Tried the uniform on him and the size was juzt nice for his build. Since the "L" size I've written Khairi's name on it, there is no way I could change the size. So I decided to buy another 2 more sets of size "S" for Khairi. When I was about to write my orders in Khairi's communication book, I saw a memo stating that parents can order size "M" or "XL".&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1259/2667/1600/Picture%20016.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 163px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 202px" height="277" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1259/2667/320/Picture%20016.0.jpg" width="187" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Since there is size "M",why not give it a try. If the "M" size is too big for him, then i will stick with size "S". No harm trying right. Consider now Khairi will have 4 sets of uniforms. Thought of buying 2 more sets to make it a total of 6 sets since he will be wearing 2 sets everyday; 1 for morning then 1 for changing after bathing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday 21 April 2006&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Khairi broke his water bottle yet again. In 1.5mths since he start schooling, he had changed 3 water bottles already and all the 3 of them broke when he kept dropping them. He's very careless with his things. Went to kiddy palace to buy for him a new water bottle. Bought wanton noodles home for dinner. Tonight Khairi behave really well. He sits on the sofa bed while watching tv and drinking his milk. Then at 9pm he fall asleep. I went to the kitchen to wash the dishes, hang the clothes that had already been washed and boil some water. Do some ironing of clothes in the living room. Then i realize it was already 12 midnite when I finished everything. Since I brought my work home and I still wide awake, I decided to do my work. Then at 1 am Khairi woke up. Seeing me with my work, he then sit next to me and smile. I know he's goin to disturb me so I gave him a piece of blank paper and pen to play with. At 1.35 am, my hubby came home. He was shocked to find us still awake but he's glad cos he got to see his son and play with him for awhile before the 3 of us went to bed at 2.30 am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday 22 April 2006&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My hubby and Khairi woke up early at 7 am and me as usually will wake up at 8.30 am, much later than them.hehe....Today will be a very busy day. First we make a trip to the Town Council to pay our monthly mortgage loan, then we quickly rush to Sengkang Polyclinic cos Khairi have to go for his 18mth's jab which he missed in Feb'06. By the time Khairi had his jab, it was already 1pm. We thought of going swimming since the weather was good but unfortunately, I wasnt feeling good (u know wat i mean). Bought some food and we head home. Khairi was already sleeping on his papa's shoulder on the LRT. Upon reaching home, we put Khairi on the sofa bed in the living room while me and hubby had our breakfast cum lunch. About 1 hour later, Khairi woke up and started to cry. I noticed that he develop fever. Lucky thing that the doctor prescribed panadol medicine for him. I fed him his medication but he's still doesnt stop crying and keep pointing on his left thigh where his jab was done. I noticed that his left thigh is a bit swollen. I quickly went to the kitchen while my hubby try to pacify him, put some warm water in a bowl and grab a small towel. Went over to Khairi, damp the towel with the warm water then i place the warm towel over his swollen thigh. At first he tried to push it away but slowly he stopped crying and let me place the warm towel over the swollen part. At 3.30 pm, we went to my ILS' place at Bishan. It's been awhile since I went there cos I dnt like going to my ILS' place when hubby not around. My MIL was excited to see Khairi but Khairi wasnt in the mood to play with "nyayi".&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1259/2667/1600/Picture%20028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" height="247" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1259/2667/320/Picture%20028.jpg" width="174" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We noticed that Khairi had difficulty in walking when he tried to follow "yayi" to the kitchen. At first it was quite funny looking at him walking like org kaki tempang but when we saw his agony on his face, we realise that it wasnt funny anymore. Poor my baby. He had to be carried cos the pain was unbearable for him. My MIL then took some minyak "telon" and massage slowly on his left thigh and as you guess it, he was wailling his lungs out. Seeing him like that, I too cried with him. I grab him away from my MIL and hold him tight to me. Feeling his mama's protection on him, Khairi then stopped crying. I wish I could take his pain away for him. Then my hubby gave him some milk and he fell asleep. While he was sleeping, my hubby and I went to the pasar malam cos both of us have the urge of eating durians.Yum..yum...Unfortunately, there is no durians in sight. The only thing that we bought is red Power Ranger for Khairi. When we went back, Khairi was already up and eating mee soto with "nyayi". Bnyk jugak budak ni makan (tgk badan ar..haha). When I pass him the red Power Ranger, he was very excited. He tried to imitate how the Power Ranger fight tapi power ranger gendut ni dah tempang sebelah so tak bole buat...haha. We went home at 9 pm cos the next day my hubby had to work morning shift.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday 23 April 2006&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Khairi still complaining that his left thigh is still painful. After bathing him, I took some minyak "telon" and massage his left thigh slowly. At 1st he squirmed but then slowly he learned to relax. Hubby juzt called. He asked me whether today we got any plans to go out but I told him we had none. Then he said that he wanna go IKEA to check the sofa bed cover's price since our sofa bed cover has already torn. So I said ok. Order some food from McDonald as I was damn too lazy to cook today. About 1 hour later, my food came. While we were enjoying our food, my hubby came back. Khairi and I quickly finished our food and get ready to go to IKEA. We alighted at Sengkang MRT station as there is a free shuttle bus to IKEA. Upon reaching there, we head to the sofa section. We ask the staff how much is the price cover and he told us it depends on the material but the price range is $150 - $250. Wow...expensive. Then hubby said that when we get the government money then can buy...haha. After that we browse the store. In the end hubby juzt bought toiletries stand and a pot of rose plant for me. The rose plant he said that every Valentine's Day, he will pluck 1 rose for me (kedekut seh). We left IKEA at around 8 pm cos hubby need to have ample sleep if he work morning shift. Upon reaching home, we put Khairi to bed as he had fallen asleep in the cab. Then my hubby and I start to pack up our things for 2morrow. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25508998-114586762549908683?l=mybeautifullovelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mybeautifullovelife.blogspot.com/feeds/114586762549908683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25508998&amp;postID=114586762549908683' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25508998/posts/default/114586762549908683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25508998/posts/default/114586762549908683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mybeautifullovelife.blogspot.com/2006/04/sakit-kaki_114586762549908683.html' title='Sakit Kaki'/><author><name>Mas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16443902014052883972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p80/ayang_girl/mothers%20day%20pic/mothersdaypic13-05-07016.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25508998.post-114533966257772968</id><published>2006-04-18T13:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-19T13:27:59.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lost my purse</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Last night after 7.30 pm, I went to Compasspoint with my son to buy his diapers. 1st we went to Cold Storage to check the price fo his diapers cos usually I will buy at NTUC but the NTUC at Punggol Plaza has run out of stock for PETPET diapers. After checking the price, we took the escalator to level 3 to Kiddy's Palace. The PETPET diapers cost much more expensive than at Cold Storage, so we went down to B1 using the lift. Atfer buying my son's diapers, we went to the 1st level cos I need to withdraw some money for my 1 week "duit jajan". After that we went to Banquet to buy some dinner. I bought seafood horfun and rojak. Then we went to the other stall to buy $1 fried mee kway tiao and 2pcs of fried chicken wings for 2morrow's lunch (that is today). While filling up the chilli sauce at the stall, I left my purse at the counter. Without taking my purse, I left the counter to head home with my son.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;At 11.30pm after my son had gone to bed, as usual I will pack his school bag and my bag too. Then I realise that I cant find my purse. I got panic and I tried to call my hubby but he didnt pick-up my call cos he might be driving. I sat at my dining area and tried to think where I have left my purse the last time. Then I remember it was at banquet at the $1 noodle shop. At 11.45pm, my hubby called back and I told him what happened and I got scolding from him for being careless. I couldnt sleep the whole night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Today after sending Khairi to school, I went to see a doctor for my eyes infection again. Then I head straight to Compasspoint Banquet. I ask 1 of the staff at the $1 noodle shop wether they saw my purse or not. Luckily the guy pass my purse to his night shift manager. I followed him to the office. The lady manager told me as there isnt any number on my purse, they decided to wait for me to approached them 1st. All my things are intact. Syukur Alhamdullilah. I thanked the "abang" for founding my purse and the lady manager for keeping safe my purse. Panik giler mak dibuatnya...hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25508998-114533966257772968?l=mybeautifullovelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mybeautifullovelife.blogspot.com/feeds/114533966257772968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25508998&amp;postID=114533966257772968' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25508998/posts/default/114533966257772968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25508998/posts/default/114533966257772968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mybeautifullovelife.blogspot.com/2006/04/lost-my-purse.html' title='Lost my purse'/><author><name>Mas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16443902014052883972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p80/ayang_girl/mothers%20day%20pic/mothersdaypic13-05-07016.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25508998.post-114502941944563108</id><published>2006-04-14T23:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-19T13:27:01.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Swollen eyes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Yesterday when I fetched Khairi from school, his left eye is a bit swollen. That morning I noticed that his left eye is a bit red but I ignored it cos I thought it was due from the shampoo when I bathe him yesterday. So when I sent him to his school, I inform the teacher if Khairi's eye is getting worse by the day, pls call me. And guess what time they called me? At 5.40 pm when I was getting ready to go back from work, I saw a "miss call" message on my hp and it was from my son's childcare centre. Isn't that ridiculous??!! I didnt call back bcos my hp battery is almost flat. When I reached the childcare, I asked 1 of the teachers did any of them called me and they say my son's form teacher did but she already left when I reached there. The other teacher told me that my son's eye is getting swollen and I told her back that I've already inform 1 of the teacher who is on the morning shift to call me if my son's condition is getting worse. I was angry by the unresposibilityness of that teacher. Upon reaching home, I quickly brought my son to the private clinic near our block. The doctor says it's eye infection and it's contagious. If the teacher is responsible enough, I will bring my son home as soon as possible so that the other students will not get it. I really hope that the kids did not get infected by him. InsyaAllah..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Since I'm goin to be with him most of the time these 3 days, I guess that my hubby and I are goin to be infected 1st and you know what, I did. Today is my hubby offday. We're bringing my 2 nieces and nephew to the new Tampines Swimming Complex. Unfortunately, when we reached Tampines, it was raining heavily. We had to cancelled our plan of going swimming. Then we thought of going to my mom's place but I've forgotten to bring my keys. So we end up window shopping from 12 - 3.30 pm. By then, my left eye is getting more worse while Khairi's eye is getting better. So after 3.30 pm, we went to my mom's place. Luckily we bought some food bcos my mom didnt cook these few days as she stay alone. My 2nd elder brother who stayed with her, went to Thailand for the "Water Festival". It's been a long time since my mom and I had a nice chat even though I went to visit her every Sat. At 9.30 pm, we decided to go back since my 1st elder brother is not coming to fetch his kids. We took a taxi home; 1st sending my nieces and nephew then us. Khairi is sleeping soundly right now, hubby is watching the tv and me (hehehe....) still here updating my blog. Ok pple...I think that's it for now. Gdnite....muacks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25508998-114502941944563108?l=mybeautifullovelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mybeautifullovelife.blogspot.com/feeds/114502941944563108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25508998&amp;postID=114502941944563108' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25508998/posts/default/114502941944563108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25508998/posts/default/114502941944563108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mybeautifullovelife.blogspot.com/2006/04/swollen-eyes.html' title='Swollen eyes'/><author><name>Mas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16443902014052883972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p80/ayang_girl/mothers%20day%20pic/mothersdaypic13-05-07016.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25508998.post-114502745983966503</id><published>2006-04-14T22:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-14T23:10:59.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Recall 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;My family and I love animals very much or should I say animals that you can keep as pets. We have 2 females cats that are 1 week older than Khairi. &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1259/2667/1600/Picture%20011.5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1259/2667/320/Picture%20011.5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yup you heard it right. I took back the cats when Khairi is still in mama's tummy. Having just the 2 of us living in a big house, we do feel lonely sometimes. So we decided to bring the 2 cats home when they are 2 days old. We named the lighter-colored one as "Baby" and the darker-colored one as "Girl2". &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1259/2667/1600/Picture%20009.5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1259/2667/320/Picture%20009.5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;From the day Khairi learnt to crawl up till today, he is very close to "Girl2". He will pull her tail, pull her fur and even wrestle with her, not even ONCE that "Girl2" will ever bite him. I believe that they both have a special bonding that they share which cannot be separated. Macam pepatah melayu "air dicincang tidak akan putus". Hehehe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25508998-114502745983966503?l=mybeautifullovelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mybeautifullovelife.blogspot.com/feeds/114502745983966503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25508998&amp;postID=114502745983966503' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25508998/posts/default/114502745983966503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25508998/posts/default/114502745983966503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mybeautifullovelife.blogspot.com/2006/04/recall-2.html' title='Recall 2'/><author><name>Mas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16443902014052883972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p80/ayang_girl/mothers%20day%20pic/mothersdaypic13-05-07016.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25508998.post-114493782406687782</id><published>2006-04-13T21:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-19T13:23:09.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Recall...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1259/2667/1600/Picture%20007.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Hhhmmm..let's us recall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1259/2667/1600/Picture%20007.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Ok yesterday before goin to fetch Khairi, I called hubby wat he wants to eat for dinner. Then he told me he wanna eat satay. It's been awhile since we ate satay. So I decided to buy satay at Ang Mo Kio Central. I bought 10 sticks of beef, 10 sticks of mutton, 10 sticks of chicken, 10 sticks of tribe (for FIL) and 5 pieces of ketupat. &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1259/2667/1600/Picture%20008.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;That is enough for the 3 of us. When we reached home, Khairi is already excited of eating satay. After laying out all the satays in the plate, he grab 1 for himself. See the hungry little ghost...hehe &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1259/2667/1600/Picture%20006.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Khairi has this habit of making &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;funny faces which is very cute to me. But wat I love the most is when he smiles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1259/2667/1600/Picture%20005.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1259/2667/1600/Picture%20006.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1259/2667/1600/Picture%20004.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1259/2667/1600/Picture%20004.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1259/2667/1600/Picture%20004.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span 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style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25508998-114493782406687782?l=mybeautifullovelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mybeautifullovelife.blogspot.com/feeds/114493782406687782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25508998&amp;postID=114493782406687782' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25508998/posts/default/114493782406687782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25508998/posts/default/114493782406687782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mybeautifullovelife.blogspot.com/2006/04/recall.html' title='Recall...'/><author><name>Mas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16443902014052883972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p80/ayang_girl/mothers%20day%20pic/mothersdaypic13-05-07016.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25508998.post-114482645520983033</id><published>2006-04-12T15:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-12T15:20:55.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Did some changes on my blog</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Halo pple....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;I did some changes on my blog, for example, adding comments section to my blog with the help of my blog teacher; Kak Shaikha. Hehehe..thanks kak sha for helping me create my blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25508998-114482645520983033?l=mybeautifullovelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mybeautifullovelife.blogspot.com/feeds/114482645520983033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25508998&amp;postID=114482645520983033' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25508998/posts/default/114482645520983033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25508998/posts/default/114482645520983033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mybeautifullovelife.blogspot.com/2006/04/did-some-changes-on-my-blog.html' title='Did some changes on my blog'/><author><name>Mas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16443902014052883972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p80/ayang_girl/mothers%20day%20pic/mothersdaypic13-05-07016.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25508998.post-114472066345377785</id><published>2006-04-11T09:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-19T13:15:46.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Good News...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1259/2667/1600/10%20apr-06.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 306px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="218" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1259/2667/320/10%20apr-06.0.jpg" width="258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Yesterday, after fetching my son from school, my FIL sent us to CompassPoint in his taxi cos my son and I are meeting my hubby for dinner. Reaching there, instead of buying dinner, my son quickly head to the Basement 1 cos he knows there is an arcade over there. His favourite game will be riding the motorbike. Yup...my son is obsessed with bikes, juz like his Papa. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;This morning I take my urine for my pregnancy test. Yahoo...it's NEGATIVE. Hahaha.... Even though I want a second baby but I think now is not the right time cos both hubby and I have a lot of financial to settle first. But if Allah is giving one to us, we will receive it with open arms. Anak itu adalah rezeki. Maybe we will start our production in November, so that i will give birth in August. The August family; Papa 5th August, Me 20th August and Khairi 30th August.&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="212" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1259/2667/320/11%20Apr-06.9.jpg" width="253" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1259/2667/1600/11%20apr-06(2).3.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1259/2667/1600/Picture%20003.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1259/2667/1600/11%20Apr-06.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1259/2667/1600/11%20Apr-06.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1259/2667/1600/11%20Apr-06.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1259/2667/1600/11%20apr-06(2).3.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Send Khairi to school this morning. I always reached there about 7.30 am so that I can spend time for awhile with him before I went to work. I love kids especially the toddlers. They are so damn CUTE, especially when they starting to learn new things. Here is a picture of Khairi playing with his classmates..He's the "gendut" one in his class..haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1259/2667/1600/11%20apr-06(2).3.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1259/2667/1600/11%20apr-06(2).3.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1259/2667/1600/11%20apr-06(2).3.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 294px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="210" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1259/2667/320/11%20apr-06%282%29.4.jpg" width="284" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1259/2667/1600/11%20apr-06(2).3.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25508998-114472066345377785?l=mybeautifullovelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mybeautifullovelife.blogspot.com/feeds/114472066345377785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25508998&amp;postID=114472066345377785' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25508998/posts/default/114472066345377785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25508998/posts/default/114472066345377785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mybeautifullovelife.blogspot.com/2006/04/good-news.html' title='Good News...'/><author><name>Mas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16443902014052883972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p80/ayang_girl/mothers%20day%20pic/mothersdaypic13-05-07016.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25508998.post-114465320717898324</id><published>2006-04-10T14:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-19T13:57:55.273+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hhhmmm...I'm so stressed out</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Yes.. u heard it right. I'm so stressed. Stress with work, stress with my hubby and also stress with my son. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Work; there are so many things to be done. My paper work are pilling up cos I've to cover my colleague's job but today I put it to a STOP. STOP doing my colleague's job. START doing my own job. Yes i should do that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Hubby; we had a bad argument yesterday. I even throw something at him of which I shouldnt (some of u know wat i throw..hehe) He's not sensitive enough of my feelings anymore (sad). I better have a good talk with him today if not our marriage will go burst with all the squabbling and I dnt want that to happen cos I'm still very much in love with him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Son; he's been cranky lately and it's getting on my nerve. Yesterday, I slap him so hard till there's a finger marks on his face. After that i felt so guilty that I, myself, cried together with him. He likes to throw his things when any of us scold him for doing the wrong thing. That is bad you know. Without his daddy around to discipline him, I got no choice but to do that myself. And he can get nasty with you sometimes, for example hit your face so hard. I juz dnt know wat to do him anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25508998-114465320717898324?l=mybeautifullovelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mybeautifullovelife.blogspot.com/feeds/114465320717898324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25508998&amp;postID=114465320717898324' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25508998/posts/default/114465320717898324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25508998/posts/default/114465320717898324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mybeautifullovelife.blogspot.com/2006/04/hhhmmmim-so-stressed-out.html' title='Hhhmmm...I&apos;m so stressed out'/><author><name>Mas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16443902014052883972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p80/ayang_girl/mothers%20day%20pic/mothersdaypic13-05-07016.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25508998.post-114447502747540070</id><published>2006-04-08T13:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-19T13:56:54.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Khairi's Childcare - Meet the Parent Session</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Today I went to Khairi's childcare for the Meet-the-Parent-Session. Well the teacher told me that Khairi is a very active boy and he loves to run about in the classroom. Hhmm...I agreed with the teacher. Khairi cant seems to sit still for 10 minutes. After that he will run about, climb here and there. Infact I've difficulty in controlling his movements when we went out shopping. He will juz dissappear from his place after you turn your back on him (sigh). Well..the teacher also gave me some photos of wat he did in school. I will upload them as soon as I get my scanner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Ok I got to go now cos that little rascal will be up from his afternoon any time soon. Then we'll be going to my mom's place when hubby comes back from work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25508998-114447502747540070?l=mybeautifullovelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mybeautifullovelife.blogspot.com/feeds/114447502747540070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25508998&amp;postID=114447502747540070' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25508998/posts/default/114447502747540070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25508998/posts/default/114447502747540070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mybeautifullovelife.blogspot.com/2006/04/khairis-childcare-meet-parent-session.html' title='Khairi&apos;s Childcare - Meet the Parent Session'/><author><name>Mas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16443902014052883972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p80/ayang_girl/mothers%20day%20pic/mothersdaypic13-05-07016.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25508998.post-114430380095875368</id><published>2006-04-06T13:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-11T14:07:24.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My 1st blog ever</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1259/2667/1600/29%20Sep"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 222px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 193px" height="203" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1259/2667/320/29%20Sep%20%2705.jpg" width="320" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Yahoo...my 1st blog ever..I neva write a blog before,not even once..hehe...hhmm..wat should i write...let's see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;It already Thursday today,there are so many things to be done in the office. My work are pilling up cos I've to cover-up my colleague's job as well who is on 2wks MC due to chicken pox. My accounts has been chasing me for the SPC invoices. Alamak where got time to do her job. I'm becoming a mad woman in the office,running here and there to settle all the things that need to be done. Every early of the mth will be a hectic schedule for me. But I got no choice cos they are my responsibilities. To be a good worker, I have to manage my time properly..hehe (yeah right,like real only)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Well nothing much happen this week except that my son,Khairi, is down with flu and cough (like always). I pity him whenever he got cough cos he will cough his lung out till he vomitted. Watever he ate that day will come out...poor my baby...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Hubby is not working today (his offday). And he juz cant keep still at home. He have to go out, no matter how you instruct him to do house chores (haaiiizzz..) Now he's at Mandai Orchid Farm, buying orchid (again!) He's so obsessed with the orchid thing since he saw how my mom grown her orchid beautifully. Even his parents are now addicted to orchid too...hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I wonder wat's my son is doing in school right now...yup school, in fact i should say childcare centre.I've put my son in a childcare when he's exactly 18mths old. I want him to learn interesting things that are taught in childcare centre. My MIL used to take care of him but i insisted of putting him in a childcare cos I think that my son will be independent when he's in childcare rather than my MIL taking care of him. Furthermore my ILS like to pamper him a lot (I mean really a lot). While in childcare, there are disciplines and rules that you should follow. Some of you might think I'm cruel but I juz want him to be a better person in the future. In fact right now he can says "please" if he wants something. That is an achivement for him and i'm so damn proud of my little rascal..hehe... I feel really grateful to the One Above,Allah, for giving me a beautiful son and for giving me the opportunity to become a good mother...InsyaAllah...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25508998-114430380095875368?l=mybeautifullovelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mybeautifullovelife.blogspot.com/feeds/114430380095875368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25508998&amp;postID=114430380095875368' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25508998/posts/default/114430380095875368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25508998/posts/default/114430380095875368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mybeautifullovelife.blogspot.com/2006/04/my-1st-blog-ever.html' title='My 1st blog ever'/><author><name>Mas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16443902014052883972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p80/ayang_girl/mothers%20day%20pic/mothersdaypic13-05-07016.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry></feed>
