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May
15
Posted under
Admin's Logs,
Hal rumah,
Homefront,
Issues

Oh yeah…
I have finished uploading almost 3000 photos to the online photo album. I rock.
Oh yeah…
We would be going back to Kulim later today for some unfinished business. The husband rocks.
Oh yeah…
The princess would be so happy to be able to see the Mak Tok this coming weekend. She rocks!
Oh yeah…
I can’t wait to see our home. It rocks!
Oh yeah…
The ac, astro and hopefully streamyx would be installed next week. The husband rocks, big time!
I can’t wait for the dust to settle.
And moving here, well… it is not settled yet. It would not be too far away. But we’ll just have to wait and see how things move along, really 
Apr
17
Posted under
Greens....,
Homefront I took some photos of the potted plants that we have at home. Well, actually not we, the husband. Sometimes it lives. Sometimes it dies. Sometimes he plants some more, sometimes he planted something else.
I know most of these plants, but a couple of them just threw me off. I thought those were tomatoes, but the husband informed me that those are potatoes. OK heh….
There is also kencur, which I have no idea how to use in cooking. Mom told me that it is used in urap/kerabu. The leaves, I am assuming. I think the roots is used in cooking, though I have no idea how heh. I think the root looks like tumeric, only it is creamy white instead of yellowish in color like tumeric.
But anyway, these are what we have outside.






Apr
14
Posted under
Homefront,
Just babling...,
Life's Like that

Hoh…
Today had been tiring. No electricity from about 11.30 am until 5.45pm! We need our ac tee hee. So I do what any sane person would do. I took Tia out. Both of us showered, then I took her out around 12.30. Stopped by the atm to take some cash, and off we go.
I have no idea where to go. It was such a hot day, and wouldn’t it be nice if both me and Tia could main-main over at this waterfall. But then it would be crazy going over to one with her alone wahahaha. We would wait when her Daddy is around and then we could go.
Decided then that I would take her for her fast food fix over at McDonald’s. Gave her chicken nuggets, some fries, and some ice cream sundaes. She had been asking for that since we sent her Daddy over to the airport last week.
She fall asleep in the car on the way to Seberang Jaya, and so drive through it is. Get me something, too, for I was famished. It was noon, alright. Anyway, Tia woke up right after I collected the food, and we ate in the car. Yes, we ate in the car while I drove around. It was cooler and easier for Mommy that way :p
Reached home around 3.30, and still electricity was not up. Good Lawd…. it was raining, to boot. So we get in. And the rain stopped not 10 minutes later.
Tia was drenched in sweat. I am sweating much, too. It was not fun. Couple of hours later the electric was up. I was so happy, I had to write the story over here.
Pathetic. Yeah. I know.
Heh.
And oh, I had to cook since I am left (ehem) with Tia for the last couple of weeks. I document that, sometimes that is, so I would put it up here sometimes soon.
Apr
11
Posted under
Admin's Logs,
Homefront,
Issues,
Life's Like that 
Haish I am not referring to me. No lah, mamafami, I am not pregnant. Not going to be while Tia is still in her rowdy phase, thank you just the same, heh.
I was, actually, referring to the husband. He would not be able to come home this weekend. So it means that we probably if we are lucky would be able to see him this coming weekend only.
I am not really sure how I feel about it. This would not be the first time that the husband had been away. He had been away last year for about a month when he had some things to take care of back in England. One whole month. Done. Though I must admit it was not easy.
Oh I know a lot of couples are doing this, this long distance marriage thingy. And I am sure absence does makes the heart goes fonder. But how do you answer to your little tot when she kept pestering for Daddy? She kept asking me to go with her to pick her Daddy up over at the airport. It could be heartbreaking, really.
My mom and step-dad were here for couple of nights. They left after Friday prayer, and then it was just me and her. Tia was such a trooper. She don’t even cry when her (very much missed) Mak Tok waved goodbye. She properly salam, give both maktok and tokwan kisses and hugs, then promptly greeted them with salaam and I love yous. She waved them goodbye, then went inside to watch Pocoyo.
And since the husband is not around, I had to go and do the weekly grocery and the round over at the local wet market. The husband would usually do this, but since he is not around, I had to make do. Thankfully my mom was around, so she mind Tia while I went out this morning. I went out not that early, around 9am, so I was kinda worried that I might not find what I wanted to get.
I forgotten the fact that our wet market over at Kulim is undergoing some major refurbishment, so the sellers were moved to another location just across the road. I had been there once, and had not want to go there again. So I decided to go to another wet market not five minutes away, at Kota Kenari. This is the place that the husband would go to get some fresh chicken and meat, and not to mention seafood and vegetables, too. The local pasar borong is located over there, actually.
But I did not go to the pasar borong. I went to few stores, conveniently located just along the road, to get whatever I needed. Having said that, I know that I could easily bring Tia along the next time that I needed to get anything over there. I mean, if Tesco or Giant is just ten to fifteen minutes away, I could easily do that. But our local Giant would be ready in about a year or so, so I have to make do with whatever handy, right?
Anyway, another matter I had to settle was about gas. I am not talking about gasoline, I am talking about gas to fuel the stovetop. Over in Malaysia, most people still uses this gas container, bought over at sundry shops. Usually, shop owners would send these tanks to your home, and they would take away the empty tank. But, I couldn’t find any stores that offer this service. That was so surprising. I couldn’t lug the empty gas container for it weigh a lot. I went home, and mom said that she would go to the store with bapak and send a new gas container home before leaving. Another thing settled. The husband did call and inform me that a store over at Jalan Junjung would send gas containers for you for a fee of RM2.00. OK, that is not bad. I would do that next time around.
Phew…. I knew that I take my husband for granted sometimes for what he did around the home and for us. My sister said that my husband spoilt me like he does Tia. Now I am really starting to feel that. But heck, not that I have to get a gas tank every month, eh?
I better stop before I started to feel sorry for myself heh…..