mummy meltdown

One evening, I came home to Yunus rummaging my undies drawer...

And Ali came back from school with a bruised lip...

Mummy meltdown.

MORE dinner with friends

As y'all know, my humble abode has been the venue for numerous dinners with the gang. I love having them, they love my food (I dunno why) and we'll just kick it and betch and betch and betch all nite. And sometimes Dalin4 will have her spa nites - egg white facials, free hair wash, etc. The past couple of weeks I've hosted two dinners - earlier was a Japanese-themed nite. And last weekend was my very own Curry Mee (or Curry Spaghettini, I should say) with gravy that's a hybrid of Nyonya laksa and Sarawak Laksa (back to my roots, ya?) and The Burger.

LAST WEEKEND AT CURRY SPAGHETTINI AND BURGER NITE...

Kmr our guest of honour got excited over The Burger...

Aiz, our other guest of honour can't take her eyes off The Burger... "Aiz! Aiz! Look at the camera, woman!"

Siap peace sign lagi pompuan nih.

They look so happy...

Must be something in the food...

Aiz stuffing her pretty li'l face.. NGAPPPP!!!

Thank you Aiz for the lovely pressies! Me likey this Victoria Secret My Desire body mist and lotion. It just smells so heavenly!!! Jasmine, grapefruit and (cant remember what). It just screams... EAT ME!!! And to the rest of the gang, please lah follow Aiz's dinner etiquette ok, come with pressies!!! Pressies!!!!!! Comprende? Not ice, not drinks, not desserts but ACTUAL GIFTS... er... RM50 and above please. Heheh.

TWO WEEKS BACK AT THE JAPANESE NITE

No kimono-clad geishas here ok. Give it a rest. On the menu were sushis, veggie tempura, chicken teriyaki, and mango-infused fruit konnyaku jelly. *drool*

Aznan my yo bro from South Bend, Indiana. Thanks dude, for fixing the table. But I think it still needs fixing so next time come fully equipped with your toolbox, ok!

These tiny morsels were tres delicieux!!!

We had a variety of rolls - spicy tuna, crabstick, omelette, cucumber, even chicken teriyaki!

Spena rollin' it... Err... it's harder than it looks this sushi-making thingy. I restricted myself to making the chicken teriyaki and helping out the new bibik (jgn marah Ojarre) with the tempura-frying.

I have a feeling the Grilla's gonna get fired up again this weekend. Cheers amigos!!!!

boh-san

Everything just went wrong today. Not TERRIBLY wrong, but slightly off.

First of all, it's that time of the month. So JZ The Betch is back. I was sending very nasty SMSes in the morning - sooooo touchy and suddenly hypersensitive. Got annoyed at every phone call I get all morning. And suddenly Mr No Fly Zone sent an SMS asking "how was d party last nite"? WHAT PARTY???!!! Then when I replied, he replied with something equally moronic and then... nothing, nada, zilch, l'oeuf. Hey, if you don't plan to take me out, get the f&ck out of my mailbox. Moron. This is not high school OK. Don't waste my freaking time with your teaser sneak preview watchamacallit SMSes. Aku tau la body kau tu sangat la hot dan irresistible (my god, those strong, taut, muscular arms and the Bell & Ross wrist watch!!), tapi if aku ni dah kau punya No Fly Zone, buat pe aku nak layan kau nye SMS (ohhh.. tapi tangan aku gatal sebab kau irresistible). Tangan aku boleh jadi kena arthritis tau tak??? As it is I'm replying millions already. Millions that matter. Iyer, aku adalah perempuan sour grapes.

Lunch wasn't so bad, the girls and I went to Kg Baru Nasi Ayam Kampung. Nasikkkk.... carbo.... dammittt...... And to think that I avoided eating that much rice for the past one year. I blew it once 2008 straddled along... My will power is close to non-existent now. In all aspects.

My regular nyonya at the salon pun mood ada kureng. And I found out Juli Dahlan is also a regular there. Ok peeps, I admit, I am the youngest regular customer at the salon - the rest are all menopausal, chain-smoking makciks, whom I will morph into in a decade or so. But the ah sohs there really know my hair like the back of their hand.

Work sucked. My boss asked me to draft a letter that is virtually unwriteable. How do you take over an ad space which someone has already booked. Errr.. "f&ck off cuz I want that ad space and my company is bigger than yours"??? I'm still stumped. And DHL doesn't deliver on Saturdays? Betul ke? And because of the election we had to arrange for some mileage-boosting events for some people whose name I can't mention here for the fear of me losing my job.

And it's election talk again. Ya my dad's name was in most of the major dailies for this really hot post... So friends called and smsed to congratulate for the NOMINATION. Gua pikir, ini NOMINATION la.... belum jadi lagi punnnnn!! Even last term people were saying that he would be elected to THAT post but he wasn't. Haiya.... Don't talk about it la... so bikin malu. And even he is elected to that post, I would have to close down this blog. And go anonymous on the Facebook. Especially now when I have a profile picture that makes me look like I'm high on something.

And Thank YOU SeaDemon for making me Minister of Home Affairs in his very own private cabinet lineup. I shall make every home a happy home and make it a rule for husbands to cook for their wives at least once a week. Heheh. And oh, one night a week for wifeys to have their Girls Nite Out. Yes, we can!

Oh, oh... one more election-related thingy - today's much anticipated appointment with Dato' N was cancelled because he's got an UHMNNNO meeting and afterwards gotta go back to New Fort (betul ke direct translation from Melayu nih???) to campaign. Campaign Dato N, jangan tak campaign. Huwaaaa.... when the heck am I gonna get my quotation signed. And he's been away since January 30th and keeping me updated from everywhere he is around the world. Aku jugak yang terperuk kat sini.

Luck's not on my side today. I'm all hyped up for some raw blues and a good time at our usual hangout place tonight, then Dalin4 called me up at 4ish saying, "I've got rashes! And it's painful!" Pity the woman. She sounded like a baby. Rashes???? Damn those rashes. Sebab rashes tu la aku tak dapat tengok Malaysia's most talented guitarist. Eceh. Macam la next week takde.

And now here I am updating my pathetic little blog. Pathetic2 pun ada orang baca tau... ada la orang yang tak sepatutnya baca blog ni. Kalau dia baca, dia sakit hati, dia baca, dia sakit hati. Entah apa dia sakit hati aku pun tak tau. Sebab sometimes benda2 yang aku tulis ni fictional. I like to screw with peoples' minds. Ye la, gua nak jadi macam our PM tu, hari tu dia kata election day lama lagi, bukan sekarang, bukan "esok". Parliament lama lagi nak dissolve, there will be many more cabinet meetings to come... Tup tup, esok parliament dissolved. Wah. Gua tertipu dude. So I follow the leader.

Oh, lepas tu kan. One of my ex-bfs, who's still a friend, YMed me saying he's getting married this year. I'm all happy for him, y'know. Finally, he meets his true love and I'm truly happy that someone's actually gonna be taking care of him. I know how much he loves to be pampered - i.e. having someone to masak sedap2 and ternak him. Then ah, I asked, "Am I gonna be invited to the wedding?" Heck, you know what his answer was? "See la first, I'm on a tight budget. Only limiting to 300 guests." WTF. I'm not even in your Top 300 most important people list??? Oh my god. Oh my god. Oh my god. (Mister, if you're reading this, I memang tak nak gi your wedding. tak nak! And to think that we were supposed to be friends till the end!! Ouch!!!)

Since my day has been kinda off, I decided to just binge. After the nasi lunch, I had nasi dinner. And my maid cooked sardines... with loadsa onions and cili padi. Hoh. Apa lagi... I whacked the bugger like nobody's business man. Dua kali tambah. Dinner dude. We're talking D-I-N-N-E-R.

Then Ali came to me with the plastic container of peanuts... And went, "Ma, tolong open up the peanuts..." I was in bed, typing this out. "Jump in," I said. He went, "But Ma you say we can never eat in bed, nanti ada crumbs." I said, "What the heck boy, tonight is an exception." We laughed and finished the whole plastic container of Chinese New Year garlic-flavoured peanuts.

Sinful.

And now I'm almost done with this post. I have something chilled in the fridge and I'm going to the balcony and savour the night.

Alone, but never lonely.

J

please help me answer these...

I had only two hours of sleep last nite. Don't ask me why, but it was quite worth the grogginess and headache today. So now here I am in bed, with these questions in my head and before I doze off, please take time to ponder and answer as many as you can in my comment box. I love you, good nite.


1. Why are there so many people in the Louis Vuitton boutiques both in KLCC and the big-ass-momma one at Starhill? People are flocking as if the bags sell at RM100 a piece. We have too many rich people around. Dammit.
   
   
2. Why do tall men seem very attractive even if they're ugly?
   
   
3. How do I tell this overconfident leprechaun that he is an overconfident leprechaun, and make him understand once and for all?
   
   
4. If I tell a guy that I am only attracted to him ONLY physically, will he think that I am a freak of nature? Or will he do the victory dance and put me on number 1 on his speed dial?
   
   
5. Blindfolded, will you be able to tell the difference between the JCo and Big Apple Almond Donut?
   
   
6. Have you ever heard of the "Rule No. 1 - Never date your friend's ex-girlfriend" credo?Apparently this only applies for men. A brotherhood thingy.

I guess that's about it. Let me sleep now or else I will have to kill somebody with an ice-pick at the office tomorrow.

you glow, girl!

A friend of a friend exclaimed, after not seeing me for 1.5 months at least, "Wow, you look so radiant!"

My Senor, who hasn't seen me in broad daylight for weeks, met me for drinks and asked, "Did you just get a facial?"

And he also said I glowed like the first time "we fell in love".

I'm not a sucker for compliments la. Some people say that I'm such a cynic and I should just thank people for their compliments. But anyway, back to the above. I have reasons to believe that there are the reasons for my luminescence:

1. I've gained 5 kgs since Raya. Puasa month I was such a frail ragdoll - buruk gila. So I think all the compliments are just people trying to tell me, hey you're chubbier these days. It's an euphemism, really. Radiant=Chubby. Thanks to my almost weekly visit to Tip Top Ikan Bakar and all-you-can-eat porridge at Malayan Aromas.
2. The cheap skincare set I bought at Ampang Park must be doing its wonder. I don't see the logic behind this but I used Clinique when I was 17, Origins right after I graduated and Chanel up till about 2 years back. Then I went on the off-the-shelf solutions (Garnier, Body Shop, you name it). Even after spending that amount of money I never got any "glowing" praises. Lo and behold, 4 months back someone introduced me to this Melayu product with a name that sounds like Tia Maria. And it worked. My pigmentations are lessened. My face has a angelic glow (heheh). Let's hope it's not skin cancer. And oh, the finishing cream is made out of turmeric, I feel so like gadis melayu kampung. Damn.... gimme that kain batik and t-shirt right now. Eat your heart out, Siti!!!
3. I am happy. Nothing beats happiness. I cook almost every weekend. I entertain, and I'm entertained. I have friends that can make me laugh all night. I have a certain suitor who knows how to make me feel like a queen. I have my Senor who's still very very muy caliente. I go out a lot. I karaoke, something which previously terrified me even by the sheer mention of the word. I listen to live music. Music soothes the soul. And with a beautiful soul comes out that beautiful glow? Oh puke.
4. I've been receiving mysterious emails from a mystery man who works in the same building. F&CK! I don't know how this guy looks like (but I know his name!) and I don't intend to find out. But it's just creepy to know that someone's actually watching you and you don't even realize it. So no picking my nose in public, or betulkan my boob-parking too. Just in case someone's watching. OH yeah, how is this relevant to the glow? I suppose I have this obligation to smile all the time, I used to have this sulky face. So now, smile, smile and the world will smile with you. Just in case mystery man is watching... smile, goddammit!
5. I'm still on the rose quartz. This bloody thing really works, man. Please Google this up people, I don't have time to write on the healing properties of rose quartz in this entry.

So there, that explains the glow. And no Senor, I am not in love with anyone else but you, fire of my loins.