Inside our house

We recently realised that we have not posted the fully furnished pics of the inside our house

So here you go...



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Little Imperfections

Another meaningful video to share...

The starting seems a bit weird, and you will probably wonder what this is about... but keep watching, you will definitely learn something.



In the end it is the small things you remember... the little imperfections that make the person perfect for you.

Do you call it ladies' fingers or okra?

I’ve heard it said somewhere that “Okra is the new Edamame”

Well I don’t know about that... but I do know that Ladies' Fingers (which is called Okra here) = yumz!

One of the first meals we had when we first arrived in hubby’s house in KL was a simple ‘chap fan’ pack with sweet and sour pork and a plain stir-fried ladies fingers. That pretty much spurred the craving, and so during the first grocery shopping trip after we got back to Perth... I immediately grabbed a few handfuls of the vegetable labelled as “Okra - $10.99 per kg”.

We’ve had it twice so far - simple stir-fry style with garlic, dried shrimp and chilli.

Do you wonder what dogs dream about?

Starts are a typical 'dog running in its sleep' video - but wait for the ending, I didn't expect that...

Men are still just big boys

One of the reasons why I couldn't squeeze in just one more pair of shoes from KL shopping spree.

My dear hubby coaxed me to allow some luggage space to bring back some of his favourite toys over from KL.


Here they are, nicely lined up on display in the study cabinet.

I guess boys will always be boys!

Depressed? Stressed? PMS?

I slammed the pots and dishes in the sink and stormed off to the bedroom. Hot tears welling up. My head was throbbing with anger. I needed to lie down. I pressed my burning eyes against the pillow.

The thoughts came rushing in. But the anger was not directed at this moment. I was instead overwhelmed by simply everything else...

The well meaning concerns of friends and family (correction: certain 'extended' family) that brought on these worried thoughts of infertility and barreness... the feeling that I had been overlooked and no longer valued for career advancement in my firm... the feelings of guilt for choosing to live so far away from family...

Depression?

Stress?

Or just PMS?

Dinosaurs and race cars

Just realised that the link to the clip in my last post is broken - so I’ve reposted a different video link for the same clip in case you wanted to view it.

And for a change in atmosphere... here is a something more cheerful. It’s along the same themes as the colour blind love clip I posted previously... watch it and smile!

August 8th

Four days from today marks exactly one year since I first found out about my miscarriage... August 8th, 2008. Which I remember because it was also the opening ceremony of the Beijing Olympics.

Some of the people I care about will probably have some concerns as they read this... Is she in depression? Or going through an emotional breakdown? Maybe unable to let go of the past? I assure all concerned parties that I am perfectly fine. I have not been keeping track of that day all this time. It's something that I just happen to recall as I was scrolling through my calendar for the week ahead and that date just flicked across my phone screen. It is a very significant date... 08/08/08.

One year. I never imagined time to fly by so quickly. How precious is this thing - time. But in between the moments when we do pause to marvel the preciousness of it all, the months, weeks, days, hours, minutes, seconds, are like a watch in the night. Because it seems only just the other day when that significant event, changed life as you knew it then, and made that notch on your heart... yet another notch added to the series of notches that mark out your life... because as it is said, life it not measured by the number of breaths we take, but by the moments that take our breath away.

I remember watching this movie some time ago, Marley & Me. It's a comedy/drama of a couple's journey through life. There was this scene of when the main female character found out she had miscarried. And I remember watching that scene and thinking "that is almost a replay of the exact scene that took place when the doctor first broke the news to us".



Even the doctor's little 'speech' seemed like it was memorised and repeated almost word for word... including the sympathetic expression on his face and all.

Does it seem sad that I am talking (or writing) about this again? Well it isn't. It just helps just to express how I feel. And if you find it hard to understand, maybe watching the clip will help you understand...

And don't worry... I am still hoping and trusting that one day (and hopefully soon) I will have good news to share. ^_^

Colour Blind Love

This short clip made me smile so much and even brought some wetness to my eyes...



Yasmin Ahmad, who made this short film/ad, interviewed 30 children whose best friend is someone from another ethnic group and selected this cute duo for the ad.

Tan Hong Ming's expression when Umi admits that he is her boyfriend is totally priceless!

Yet more KK food pics

New photos added to our KK food album...

Yummiest Hainanese bread - toastked with butter and kaya

Last dinner - Indian food

Another trip back to Foh Sang and we finally managed to taste the famous siu yuk

Another variation of the classic kon-loh mee - 'white' kon-loh mee

Thank you for all the memories!!! *muaks*