You tiao dipping

Mum arrived for a short visit this morning. You tiao was the top of her breakfast menu. Both of us liked it dipped in kopi. Teh ping with you tiao do make a nice cool change from cereal with milk.

Finally.....

With this letter from the traffic police, a sigh of relief....

Forty two

Finally I reached my second 21 years in life. Mum threw a party for me when I reached my first twenty one years. Then, I was working at a legal firm in Penang while waiting to enter college. Mum single handedly cooked up a storm. Had my collegues, friends and neighbours over. Most importantly, mum presented me with a golden key pendant. A key to adulthood and independance. Dad presented me with a watch. Which until a few months ago had been my faithful time keeper.
One month later, I secured a place in a college in Kuala Lumpur. This was the first time I moved out of my cosy home and my family away from my Penang island. For the first time in my life I was on my own.

Now twenty one years later, I am a wife, a mother of 3 and living away from my home. After my college years, I was back in Penang but not for long as I moved to Singapore to join MDH. My first job was with a toy Company, TOMY. Soon the stork arrived. Then another. It was this time that I gave up my job to be a full time mom. I wanted my children to be in good hands. I wanted to see them grow. I wanted them to come running to me when they need someone to comfort them.

My first twenty one years were spent growing and learning.
My next twenty one years were spent nurturing and teaching my children.
I wonder what will my next twenty one years be.

Going Nuts

As a result of eating when stressed, I am now trying to stay off food. Oily and high carb food that is. Deliciously sinful chocolate and most of all bread. Solution eat more nuts.

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Here's for a dear old friend

The pain

It has been a week now since the operation. MDH is still having the post surgery pain. Poor him. Still keeping his spirit up and has not loss his sense of humour.

ToTo the Concert

Africa
I hear the drums echoing tonight
But she hears only whispers of some quiet conversation
She's coming in 12:30 flight
The moonlit wings reflect the stars that guide me towards salvation
I stopped an old man along the way
Hoping to find some long forgotten words or ancient melodies
He turned to me as if to say, "Hurry boy, it's waiting there for you"
Chorus: It's gonna take a lot to drag me away from you
There's nothing that a hundred men or more could ever do
I bless the rains down in Africa
Gonna take some time to do the things we never had
The wild dogs cry out in the night
As they grow restless longing for some solitary company
I know that I must do what's right
Sure as Kilimanjaro rises like Olympus above the Serengeti
I seek to cure what's deep inside,
frightened of this thing that I've become
Chorus (Instrumental break)
Hurry boy, she's waiting there for you
It's gonna take a lot to drag me away from you
There's nothing that a hundred men or more could ever do
I bless the rains down in Africa, I bless the rains down in Africa
I bless the rains down in Africa, I bless the rains down in AfricaI bless the rains down in Africa
Gonna take some time to do the things we never had

My first rock concert in the Park. Fort Canning Park. It was absolutely fabulous!!! The music was sooooo... loud. The instrumental part was sooooo... jazzy
Frankly I know next to nothing about the band. I am only aware of two songs by the band "Africa and Rosannne".
The concert in the park was really sooo...cool. Most had a picnic basket and a mat while my daughter and I had to be contented sitting on the pathway as the grass was damp. At least I knew it was in the park!! There were others who arrived all deck out in their best. Strapless gown and 3 inch heels.

Where the sun don't shine

After enduring the discomfort for the last 20 years MDH finally decided to make a bold decision to have the operation using the latest technic the stapled operation. On thursday morning, we arrived at the ASC (ambulatory surgery centre) at 7.00am. By 7.30am he was ready to be wheeled in. The operation was over by 8.03am.The 1st patient for the day. A huge LCD screen at the waiting room kept me inform of his where about. From the operation theater right to recovery and discharged room. After a 3 hour rest he was ready to go home.
It was not until 6.30 pm that MDH realised that something was not right. He was not able to empty his full bladder for the last 8 hours. In a hurry and a flurry we left for the A&E dept. Poor him, they had to put him on hold as there were more urgent cases i.e. elderlys with heart attacks, strokes and concussions all coming in at that time. As I sat waiting patiently, I counted an average of one ambulance coming in every 15 mins at around 7.30 pm onwards at SGH.
Finally at 9.30pm he left the hospital with an accessory attached. Most uncomfortable night for MDH. We had to return the next morning to have the accessory removed. This time round MO Dr David Ng attended to us. He advised us the have breakfast and drink plenty of tea to get the bladder going before we head home. It was not until the evening that the bladder emptied by itself. Phew!!! what a relief.
Oh yes, the MO called to check. I was touch by the fact that he actually remembered us!!!
Meanwhile MDH is recuperating at home. Guess he will be out of action for the next one week.

In keeping with tradition

The School

It is now compulsory in Singapore to have guards maning school entrances.
A refreshing sight then when I saw how much thoughts have been put into building this guard house at my daughter's secondary school.





The fortress

Souvenir

Politely friends would always ask if I want anything before they go on their holiday. Yes, I want them to have a good trip. Meaning unwind and think of nothing but absorbing the sights sounds and tickle their palates with all those delectable morsels.
When a friend of mine went trekking in Tibet I couldn't help but asked for a pebble from the top of the world. A place I might not have the opportunity to visit. My deduction is: that would be the only authentic local produce(then again I could be wrong) Have to admit I did ask for pebbles not rocks.

Now my Tibetan rocks decorate my fish pond.

SShhh.....

It's all silence at home front over the weekend and all of this week. My daughter is studying.