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| Sunday, 8-Mar-2009 07:42 |
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daddy & son birthday bash
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date : 8 mar 2009
time : 12noon till late
venue : melting pot cafe, concorde hotel kl
happy birthday rayyan & najmy!
soon after the party, we rushed to our bird nest as the factory guy was already waiting for us. he had him basically design, measure and reccomend what's perfect for our home. *wink* my assignment is to be on a lookout for fabrics for curtains, curtain rods, sofa and blinds!
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| Saturday, 7-Mar-2009 03:46 |
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of my additional assignments
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i have too many things in my mind. too many tasks to complete. but i have one glitch. READ : too little time. i am currently working on something new for TULEN and something else for my honey pot. i am indeed excited and looking forward to complete these tasks.
at one fell swoop, i was told that my sister’s maid walked away from her employment and that left my sister and BIL with no choice but to assign me to look after their son. i welcome jazyl with open arms. seriously. i forbid him going to nursery whilst waiting for a new maid.
i pity my sister and BIL. they are both busy with work, working their heads off like nutty nomads. BIL will be traveling to germany tomorrow and my sister has some assignments in dubai and they both had no choice but to leave their son in my good hands. or else, i merajuk! he he he…
i am certain with jazyl’s presence from tomorrow onwards will add up more fun and clamor. i just hope iman would share his toys with his ‘adek’. all these while, all his toys is his and what is jazyl’s is also his. how laa?
i keeping my fingers crossed and hope iman will be considerate enough to allow jazyl to play with his toys. below are iman’s common lines whenever jazyl is at our home.
iman : hi adek. adek kick big ball, no? come, come kick big ball. no adek! kick there. go!
mmph, garangnyaaaaa…..
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| Thursday, 5-Mar-2009 23:54 |
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INSPECTOR is my middle name!
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darling husband and i were told by our neighbor that there were a few more break-ins in our neighborhood. having to wait the alarm guy to fix the alarm is intimidating. lambat sangat! i haven’t slept for 2 weeks. truthfully, i only sleep from 11pm – 3am since the break-in and didn’t get any sleep after that. not even a nap in the afternoon. so from 3 am till morning, i will be on the lookout for thief or any possible break-in.
i know it sound ridiculous to some of you but the trauma drills deep in my soul.
whenever i hear any strange sound outside our house or when the neighbor’s dog barks, i will be standing by our bedroom window and observe the surroundings. the police station number is on my speed dial and i call them every other night. all i did was whine… whine… and whine about the noise i heard. i even counted the number of patrols every single night. it has been stomach-turning experience for me and it is time to put a full stop to it. i am tired! i need to sleep peacefully and enjoy life without hesitation.
darling husband even named me “MIDNIGHT INSPECTOR”!
in point of fact, i even have a particular person whom i suspect. no one else but him! something needed to be initiated. and that ‘something’ begins soon. darling husband and i feel greatly responsible of the neighborhood safety.
thus, we will be hosting a meeting at our home next week. and tomorrow, i will start knocking on the neighbors’ doors and send the invite for the meeting.
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| Thursday, 5-Mar-2009 03:02 |
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this BOB is not a BUILDER!
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after the break-in, i was advised from someone in the neighborhood to get ‘ikan puyu’ (climbing perch) for our home. told my mom about it and she advised to get a pair. at least the fish has company; she said. since my sister was on leave that day, she accompanied me to wetworld in shah alam to get the said fish.
we were told breeding this particular fish would help inhibiting ‘pukau’. pukau is charm used to make victims in unconscious state for a temporary period. not believing in this entire tale, my mom and i take safety precautions before any one of us impinged by ‘pukau’.
so i brought home a pair. iman fell in love with them instantly! they are his first pet, btw. he named them BOB and MANCAR (i have no idea how he gets this name). however, after 14 hours in their new home, MANCAR committed suicide by leaping out of the container.
so we decided to put remaining fish in the old plastic container with a lid instead.
so what’s left is only bob. iman greets him ‘HI BOB’ every morning and ‘BYE BOB’ before he hits the bed, chat with him, feeds him staple food 4x a day and ‘carry’ BOB to the TV room and they watch TV together. iman even tells bob ‘GO BAM BOB’ (telling BOB to sleep) before he takes his nap in the afternoon.
it is awe-inspiring how iman interacts with his new ‘friend’.
so ladies and gentlemen, iman has 2 friends with the same name. BOB who is the BUILDER and BOB the FISH!
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| Tuesday, 3-Mar-2009 01:17 |
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T U L E N at new location!
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It has been almost 3 months TULEN operates at its new location. Below is the new address:-
Lot 1.35 First Floor
Anggerik Mall
Sect 14 Shah Alam
See you there!
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| Saturday, 28-Feb-2009 17:01 |
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kids and mommies
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last sunday, my cousin invited me and iman for a swim and makan rojak at her home in saujana. since my BIL is out of the country, i invited my sister and jazyl join us. all six of us, including the boys and our respective maids cramped in my car for 10 minutes before arriving at the venue.
i thought i don’t need my swimming gear but looking at iman all terrified with the pool (could be the new environment, la kot), i had no choice but to get myself wet for iman’s sake!
it was indeed an enjoyable weekend. darling husband was delighted looking at the photos once he returned from class that day.
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| Saturday, 28-Feb-2009 10:01 |
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splash.. splash.. splash..
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date : 28 feb 2009
time : 930am
venue : home sweet home
swimming gear model - iman hezrin
bystander - ibu
where's daddy? - getting ready for appointment and then class
photographer - kakak
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| Friday, 27-Feb-2009 23:24 |
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of being independant
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iman loves to play with water. im sure every kid does. so on 27 feb 2009, i gave him the green light to wash his hands on his own. not only his bathroom sink’s taller than him, but he’s gotta get me or the maid to switch on the water pump before his hand washing chapter begins.
iman : mama, wash en (hand) mama…
me : sure sayang. but not too long
iman : yay… (he will give me an ear-to-ear grin! so cheeky, i tell you…)
then, he immediately grabs his red stool and ran to his bathroom. either ibu or the maid will follow him to the bathroom to switch on the pump…
will tell you folks more about this later… im just plain lazy right now…
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| Friday, 27-Feb-2009 07:20 |
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art ATTACK !
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painting is one field darling husband and i are not good at. blame our stiff hands. so today, iman spent a solid half and hour to complete his painting. he loves this activity other than reading, play with his cars, lorries, busses and tractors, hit his drum set whilst watching music video on the telly, constructs his own piece out of blocks, legos and playdoh and watching his favourite programs on the telly and my laptop.
what i like the most about the painting is the colors as they were carefully and personally selected by the young artist himself. i allow him to pick the colors himself. from the color range, i realize that iman loves bright and eye catching colors and that reflect his personalities.
iman was all excited once the painting is done and dry. he kept asking for his ‘b’ (his daddy) and dad (my daddy). he called them both and speak of his latest masterpiece.
the masterpiece certainly made his daddy’s day more joyful after a long day at work.
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| Wednesday, 25-Feb-2009 08:26 |
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kidzsports!
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bored to tears – restless – fatigued due to constant worries – remorseful! that’s all i can describe about how i feel these days.
i deserve a time out from home but with iman and maid tagging along. nothing else helps but reathing a different air, err, in a different postcode that is. tee he he…
having to see iman enjoy himself with some new friends and games does help eliminating the distillated burden in my mind.
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