Tomorrow, it would be exactly 6 years we were joint in marriage, and 13 years since the like turned to love.

We have been through life’s good and rough patches together, stumbled many times along the way… but I’m glad, everytime we stumble, we have each other to help us up again.

The less sweeter memories of the past – eventhough it should not be remembered, hopefully will always help us choose the right path in the future.

To the only man I’ve ever loved this much,

I am glad to be a part of you, and I hope the love, the happiness, and everything between us will remain for as long as we live.

Thank you so much for 13 wonderful years, and for the future, there’s nothing more I ask for – except to always have you by my side.

p.s. Anniversary present this year is something I would wear every single day, and for him – something from the same maker I gave him 6 years ago, to add to his obsession.

When school holidays and heavy rain combines – you get terrible traffic jam in the evening. To look on the brighter side, traffic is rather light in the morning – not that it’s a concern especially if you drive out of the house at 6.30am when traffic is extremely good, it makes no difference. Only on those overslept days it’s very much appreciated.

Anyway… approaching TTDI yesterday a little past 7pm, we saw Doli Kuey teow Goreng at the row of shop lots opposite TTDI Plaza. Being a fan of Kuey Teow Goreng (both me and Mr. Hubs), Mr. Hubs decided we should just perform the Maghrib prayers at the TTDI mosque and then have our dinner there – tension sgt dengan traffic jam actually. And so we did.

And I’m glad we did! Mr. Hubs had the special (bigger portion with more prawns), and I had the normal. It suits our tastebuds definitely. Mind you, we somehow or rather, always find places people go ga-ga over not as nice as claimed. Maybe our tastebuds are to be blamed. Like last weekend up North, we managed to try the famous Char Kuey Teow at Permatang Pauh, and I think I’ve tasted better, less famous ones all the time. But we discovered the satay there was marinated to perfection – extremely juicy! A must go the next time we’re there since Mr, Hubs and Imtiyaz are HUGE fans of satay.

Just googling some info on the place itself, I found out it is already very popular in Taiping. IDB would know, I guess.

At least when the traffic is really bad, we found a new place to eat!

If you have been in contact with me, and have planned to meet up some time, you’d probably notice I would always some weddings or kenduri of some sort to attend. One of the reasons is probably because both my family and Mr. Hubs is right here in KL. There’ll be frequent calls of asking us whether we would tag along, etc, etc.

Not much of friends’ wedding when you’ve reached my age actually (but looking forward to a friend’s wedding next week, double YEAY!). Mr. Hubs has a very huge family on his mum’s side, and loads and loads of cousins of course. I think for the next twenty years or so, I’d still be attending his cousins’ weddings, seriously! Maybe one or two each year, who knows!

So we’re going up North tonight. Good thing this cousin’s house is within walking distance from my grandma’s place. Sometimes I think Mr. Hubs is more excited than I am when going to my grandma’s! One very obvious reason is my grandma knows he simply LOVE her super delish homemade murtabak, and until now, she never failed to have some ready for him every time we are there. Talk about being spoilt!

And the boy… when we told him we’re going to Tok Nek’s house tonight, he asked, “…and play game?” Luckily he did not object when we said, “No games… at Tok Nek’s house we always see the chicken and the cow, remember?”

Looking forward to the whole month of December. With all the public holidays and the planned leaves, who wouldn’t?

Have a nice weekend, people!

First of all, I hope I spelt that right!

I’ve witnessed a lot of office affairs in my own office – some very obvious, some a bit blurry, some publicly displayed, some trying hard to hide (but of course still obvious)… and I don’t see anything wrong with it, provided both parties are not hooked up with anyone else, by marriage especially.

I’ve read an article once, saying it’s easy to fall for your own colleague just because of one simple reason. Most people are at their best when in the office, be it behaviour, the way they dress, the way they carry themselves, etc. I guess it’s true, especially if you work for a company that requires a lot of competing, you tend to display your best. But I guess if everyone remains at the highest level of professionalism, none of the unwanted would happen. And of course, those who are at their best in the office may be the total opposite at home! So think twice the next time you drool over somebody just because they look hot in the office.

I personally think how you address each other in the office is important. Nowadays, people call everybody ‘Babe’. Or the Malaysianized ‘Beb’. But in the office, I think it’s more appropriate to just call your colleagues by name, no? I mean, I’ve never called my male colleagues ‘Babe’. It just doesn’t sound right. I’d seriously spare that only for people close to me. Obviously it sounds a little intimate to be addressing your colleagues with that, so please, avoid it! It could trigger some ‘perasan’ moments, for all you know…

Second most worrying trend – the SMS. Obviously it’s OK to sms your colleagues, work related. And if you are on a more friendly term with your colleagues, after office hours. But I don’t see the point of sms-ing even the simplest stuffs!

Like, where are you… thought you said you’d be here to settle some work with me… or, got anything to discuss with me at 5? (which is the end of the office hour)…or, is everyone in the meeting room already?

If someone is not there to do the work with you, then just do it yourself… or if someone didn’t say anything about any discussion, then just go home… and just go to the meeting room if it’s time for the meeting, for goodness sake!

Limit the sms for important stuffs. Limit the conversation only when you are at the office. In fact, I don’t think one should be on a too-friendly manner with colleagues of the other gender at anytime of the day. I don’t blame the guys alone, because lately, from what I’ve heard and seen, women too played their part shamelessly.

Prevention is always better than cure, anyway.

Just my two cents!

Abû Hurayrah relates that the Prophet (peace be upon him) said: “There are two categories among the inhabitants of Hell whom I have not encountered. The first are people who carry whips like the tails of cows and beat the people with them. The second are women, clothed yet naked, drawn to licentiousness and enticing others to it, their heads like the swaying humps of camels– they will neither enter Paradise nor even smell its fragrance, though its fragrance can be found to a great distance.” [Sahîh Muslim (2127)]

These days, you see hijab-clad women with buns tied up high underneath the hijab. It looks normal if the intention is just to ensure hair stays in place underneath, but when one starts to look like cone head, or the head becomes double or triple in length (there are several ways to achieve the look actually, not just by using the hair alone) – it just looked too weird. Urmm… actually, some looked really good with the style, depending on the shape of the face, etc.

I came across some debates saying it is not-so-right to follow that trend, and have been looking up further info on it. I think it is just right for me to share it here.

You can read the debate on it Chasing Jannah, for more info.  One part that caught my attention was this :

We must also note that the hadîth does not refer to the hair itself but refers in more general terms to the head. This means that the hadîth is not just talking about the swaying of the woman’s hair, but rather to the way the woman holds and tosses her head in a provocative manner. On the basis of this realization, we come to the conclusion – and Allah knows best – that the text is not actually prohibiting any particular hairstyle on its own. It is permissible for a woman to bind her hair in any way she wishes – even to pile her hair up and secure it atop her head – as long as she strictly adheres to the well-known dictates of Islamic Law in her dress and her conduct.

Let us all benefit from the reading, InsyaAllah.

I was given another lesson yesterday. The boy asked me,

Can I say ‘tungu’?

Yes. (I thought he said ‘tunggu’) ‘Tunggu’ means ‘Wait’.

Nooo…! Gwen (from Ben 10) said ‘tungu’. ‘Tungu’ means ‘Jerk’.

Okayyyy… so he meant ‘Dungu’. Told you the translated version sucks – big time!

..::: Salam Aidiladha from the just-recovered-momster and her boys :::..
(Imtiyaz is with his PS2 somewhere at this time)

First day back in the office after a whole two weeks away, I feel a bit lost – work wise. Maybe I’ll need another day of catching up, then I’ll be back to normal, hopefully.

The colleagues commented the hospital stay ‘changed’ me – no more chubby cheeks, etc. Hahaha. I guess the 2 weeks away made them notice it more, eventhough I’ve actually lost about 8kg even before I was hospitalized.

Yes, this time my vow to lose some weight is actually showing some progress, and I aim to lose another 7-8kg by March 2010 maybe? Another 2kg to reach my ideal weight actually, but I guess when we’re a little less than the ideal weight, we’d be in the comfort stage ie. when proper eating/binging is required there’s not much to worry about. Hahaha. As long as the BMI is still within the normal range, right?

When it works, it becomes addictive, seriously.

But fret not, I’m not using any drugs whatsoever. I’m doing it the healthy way.

I get bored too easily I’m already planning to go do threading in Bangsar later, and lunch with Mr. Hubs followed by a facial and some retail therapy tomorrow at KLCC. Heck, I even offered to send Mr. Hubs to office this morning! *sigh* I really need to learn to slow down eh? Funny thing I was almost in tears being all alone at home yesterday when mum took Imtiyaz to play with his cousins!

I guess when I think I’d like to be a stay-at-home-mum, I am really not up to it… yet!

p.s. I am recovering well just a little tired at times.

view from the 4e3

I have been unwell since Sunday and when I thought I’m feeling better, I started coughing and the chest feeling urmmm… chesty!

Mr. Hubs insisted taking me to hospital and thanks to him, at least the pneumonia haven’t chance to worsen. Yes, PNEUMONIA!

Who would have thought?

And I’m hating the tests they had to do. My hands are all holey with the hokey pokey!

Grumpy me is saying it’s no fun updating blog with blackberry!

Tomorrow, the agent is bringing some people to view the house. Both Mr. Hubs and I can’t help feeling a bit melancholic since the day the agent called.

It must be true – whatever was your first will always be the hardest to let go.

But of course, we’re so looking forward to the second!