Skip to main content

Amazing one week.




Went to Tempurung on Monday and came back on Tuesday. We made some sand castle which got destroyed as soon as I put up the one tower of sand from plastic containers. I gave up. Tried to have a splish splash with My Kiddo in the sea but it was like full of Jellyfish. Uwaaaaaaaaa... LOL so much for my dream holiday. But guess how hardcore I was... with My kiddo safely in his longswimsuit, I got him to dive some huge waves.. (it was huge for a kiddo okay?) So in the end it was not all lost. I had a lot of peaceful sleep and fun playing with my kids on the sand. My lil baby's first time on the sand and he did not like it much. Some sand got into his mouth but I was chilled and let go of my freaky keep things clean nature.

FYI My lil baby finally stood hands free for about 3 seconds on the bed. hmmm growing so fast My Rough n Tough boy.









Next day did some banking and then went out Wednesday night. LOL I got totally sloshed with my Shoe string budget sis. It was like old times when we had no money and not much wisdom. ROFL. Terribly drunk on Edgar's ladies night free flow of Vodka Lime. My ultimate weakness. Hahaha it was reminiscence of the teenage years when I use to sneak a glass of vodka lime from my Dad's stash. (I love my parents LOL). I was sick the whole night. Getting to sleep was difficult. I was glad I asked MOH to drop and pick us up at the Pub. Otherwise I could not imagine myself behind those wheels. Well I paid him back by bringing him out last night and driving him home.

Thursday was a day of recuperation for me but I still managed to send SSB sis to work, have breakfast and visit the exhibition in my School. Even visited each and everyone of the stands. I am quite proud of them. They were all very clever.

By Friday I brought both My Kiddo and Mr rough and tough to the clinic. The eldest is now 2 years and 5 months old and is 95 cm (wow almost a meter) and is 14.4 kg. My youngest is 8 months, 68 cm and 8.4 kg. They grow so fast. Later went with my sis to see journalist friend who has a 3 month old baby. Very cute baby and the baby had a very cute elder sis who can scream the house down. hahah My Kiddo had fun playing with the girls. To see him laugh and smile so much makes me happy.




This is the first time since I got back from my studies that I took a totally guilt free holiday and it was good. I am now in my home resting because I had a week full of fun.

So that is it. Come this morning I was up and finally decided to start doing some work. Finally finished reading that Thesis. It was good. Now I gotta go write a report for it.

Comments

Rob said…
Great to hear that it's not all work, work, work and you're still finding time to have some fun (with the jellyfish).

I got my little devil helping in the garden this weekend but she was nearly eating the lettuce as fast as I could plant it. She doesn't even like lettuce!
May 26, 2009 at 3:36 PM
Dr. Rachel Mansa said…
hahahah wow u have a rabbit for a baby.. hahaha.. wonder how reyna is?
May 28, 2009 at 2:49 PM
Post a Comment

Popular posts from this blog

My two cents

There are two types of people who succeed in life, one who never gives up and one who never failed. The first one always wins but the second one will give up after his first failure. This one I claim as my own quote. The others swimming in my head are: Never quit. If you think you have lost, you have. Strive and strive again. Plug on. ~Andy Lydiatt~ Perservere ~JM~ Bersusah-susah dahulu, bersenang-senang kemudian. Listen to your teacher, ~mummy~ When you get nervous for a presentation Doc Eeevil told me to remember there are three types of people in the crowd 1) the ones who genuinely wants to know more 2) the ones who wants to guide you to a bigger idea 3) the ones who want to make you look bad. My personal principle, keep your manners and be kind and assertive when answering to all three types, you can not go wrong.
Post a Comment
Read more

The biggest challenge

The challenges I had in my life were numerous. I come from a very average family. We had food on the table. We had the hand me down clothes. To aspire for a change in life meant I needed to work harder than I ever did. So I did. I worked hard at school for 5 years to get myself eligible for a scholarship. I faced failure after failure to get a decent grade to be able to continue for a degree. I worked hard to get my postgraduate scholarships. Went through so much downs and still I stood up again to just finish what I started. I stand here now thinking if I did all that why is it so hard to do this one thing. To forgive the unforgivable. My insides are all in pain. I want to set myself free. I want to forgive. I want to move on. Lord God in all my travels and adventure I never stopped talking to you. Today more than any other time I implore you to help me forgive.
10 comments
Read more

Feeling like jello

It is a tender morning. Today is week 3 of my survival count-up. I was okay in the pass few days. What happened this morning? I do not know. I just feel very tender, panicky, scared, worried and sad. All these emotions for me and my children. I pray to God for strength and calmness. I need to release this control I have over this issue. I need to surrender to God, his Angels and Saints. They are all around me and they remind me so often that they appreciate my struggle and I need to let them help. I need to appreciate myself. I have done some wrong things and some right things. But I can not be harsh on myself for the wrong things I do. I need to focus on the right things. I am on the right path. I want to have faith. I am progressing steadily. I am moving forward. My proposal and my side income projects are there and I am working towards them. I need to stop worrying. Worrying is like a magnet for negative things to happen to me and my family. I need to focus on the positives in my li...
4 comments
Read more