March vs February

February was fabulous; with long weekends of back to back public holidays and bi-weekly birthday celebrations, I couldn't have asked for more. My March, however, is not going to fair equally, this was confirmed when I plotted appointment and event dates in my schedule. March is going to be a mad, mad month.

When 1st March came knocking early in the week, it didn't quite roll in right for me. I had one of my worst migraine attacks and had to stay home to nurse the grueling, throbbing pain. Went to see the doctor for medication to help clear the head banging. Together with the drugs, came a long lecture about rest and exercise and what nots. Yes, I know everything she said was absolutely right. Must listen to her...must be dead serious about taking things easy now.

Alarmed by the pain I was experiencing, I got the doctor to do me a blood test. Cholesterol, diabetes and hypertension were my main concern and if there was something not right, I'd want to be in the know. The doctor got two small tubes of my blood and later informed that results would be available on the following day. In the meantime, relax, take things easy and wait - that was what she told me to do.

The next 24 hours wasn't at all comforting, kept thinking how the result would fair. Anxious, edgy and agonized, that was how I felt the entire day. Tried to have positive thoughts but intermittently depressing images came bothering.

Though I was eager to know, I felt the need to fully prepare myself of the outcome - good or bad. I gave myself some cooling off time before heading back to the doctor's clinic. And it was only today; four days later, I finally gathered my guts and collected my health "report card".

How did I fair?? Good actually; despite all my worrisome imaginations, I passed with flying colours . Sugar level was good, cholesterol level - normal, kidney function - good and there were no symptoms of hypertension detected. Alhamdulillah.....fuhhh legaaa.

So, what next? A full medical, that was her advice. Alright, doc I'll get that done too; after all prevention is better than cure, don't you think so?

Forgive and Forget

Each year on the last day of February, visual flashes of a long lost friend comes to mind. Most often than not, I reflect upon myself, the "what if's" - would they provide solutions and life calculations like a computable mathematical equation.

And I often wonder if our routes had been different, would our paths cross? I wonder too if the whirlpool of despair would be less painful, had we compromised friendship with alternates. Most of all, I wonder if we could ever forgive and forget?

There's just silence now, no conversation, no smiles, no laughter, no reaching out. Perhaps it's just best that way.

Happy Birthday dear friend...where ever you are, where ever you may be.

Moderation ON

Recently there have been hideous spam attempts on Sembang. Comments of various forms and in languages totally unfamiliar to me, have started to clog my comment boxes. Really an eye sore and getting to my nerves.

With a heavy heart, I have turned on the moderation mode on all comments. It may just take a while for them to appear. Will be constantly monitoring the spam activities, but until things are back to normal, please bare with me.

Thanking all for your understanding and support on Sembang all these while.

Latest Addition

Latest addition?? What could it be?

If your guess is another cat for Nissa (oohhh yes, she's been hinting at me to get her one for her upcoming birthday) , tettttt.....guess is incorrect. I did meet a beauty at the pet shop, however. But I had to say NO to that heart breaker - a three month old tabby Bengal.

The one I saw was something like this (pic from Google). Had that exotic and sultry face....

Lady at the shop said, "tak mahal...she's only RM1,500." (and I gulped....)

So who....what is this latest addition then?

Undeniably, a heart stealer - Mohd Nasiruddin our youngest nephew. This bundle of joy belongs to my brother and Mom's fourteenth grandchild.

Nasiruddin with TM's Shah during the "gu-gu-ga-ga-get-to know-you-baby"

Some of the guests at the kenduri

We had his kenduri aqiqah at Mom's house in Seremban last weekend. Weather was hot, food was marvelous especially the mutton curry Mom made. Dessert was a mouth-watering affair. There were three; dessert no 1 was Mom's close friend's tapai pulut, no 2 was Makcik Rozi's famous kueh kochi and dessert 3 was Zai's, sumptuous fruit tartlets!!

And I ate like no tomorrow.....like always. Came home to Shah Alam that evening extra full, tired but extremely delighted :)

Survey Says...

This piece of report appeared in the Star a few weeks ago. My reactions when reading it - perplexed, bothered and teed off. Eeeeewwwweeeeee........

I'd like to believe that there were some mistakes with the findings from the survey. However, if facts presented were true, gosh....... I feel totally grossed out!!

Girls, how often do you wash your bra?

A SURVEY has found that a number of Sing*por*an girls wash their bras only once a week, Sin Chew Daily reported.

Some never washed them at all, the daily said, quoting a survey carried out by a news portal. More than 200 women took part in the survey.

It said that as of Feb 9, 108 respondents said they washed and changed their bras everyday but 42 others said they only changed them once a week. Another six said they washed their bras once a year while six others said they never washed their bras.

The daily quoted the online news writer as saying he was surprised with the level of cleanliness among Sing*por*an girls.

“Although some women work in an air-conditioned environment and may not sweat so often, the skin will still turn oily after some time and this will result in body odour. It is thus more appropriate to change the bra every day,” he said.

However, a gynecologist said it is not necessary for women to change their bras every day especially if they work at the office.

“Bras are not like panties which have to be changed daily. But for those who sweat easily, it is advisable to change the bras frequently."

Compiled by ANN TAN, ZANI SALLEH AND A.RAMAN The Star (February 13, 2010)

Pujian & Syukur

Pujian dan syukur pada Mu Tuhan atas usia baru ini, atas kepercayaan Mu padaku untuk masih menjalani hidup ini, semoga dapat ku melakukan yang terbaik.

Pujian dan syukur atas keluarga kecil kami yang bahagia,
atas keluarga besar kami yang selalu penuh kasih satu sama lain.

Pujian dan syukur atas segala masalah yang selalu Kau hindarkan dari padaku

Pujian dan syukur atas kurnian putera & puteri yang sehat dan cerdas.

Pujian dan syukur atas suami yang memberikan cinta dengan penuh kesabaran
Pujian dan syukur atas keluarga yang tanpa henti mencurahkan kasih kepadaku.

Pujian dan syukur atas rezeki, kesihatan dan pekerjaan yang baik dan atas segala harapan yang dapat disempurnakan


Pujian dan syukur atas kerinduan akan cinta MU yang selalu hadir dalam hatiku

Pujian dan syukur atas seluruh nikmat hidupku...

Setiap hembusan nafas ku ini, kupercayakan pada kasih dan penyelenggaran MU, agar selalu terjadi padaku sebagaimana apa yang Engkau kehendaki.

Amin.

V-day Buzz

It was worth the wait for nasi lemak at our favourite breakfast joint in Seksyen 3 this morning. The Mak Cik meticulously scooped the fried peanuts and sambal and placed them on top of the rice before she packed everything into that spread of banana leave. Got 5 packs for everyone at home. I usually would stay away from "rice thingy" in the morning. But today...heck them calories, I finished that pack of nasi lemak, sambal, peanuts...everything which was my share!!

Hanya gambar hiasan... :)

After the sumptuous breakfast, the big man went on to work at re-organizing his tool shed. I had no interest of going close to his work station for the fear that I may not "tahan" with what's in sight and may want to shove 80% percent of those items into the black garbage bags. I am very sure that would make those MBSA garbage pick up guys smiling at Bibik, assuming it was her who had been behaving like Santa Rina.

Big man's understudy - the small man is busy listening to instructions given and trying to complete all assignments as fast as he could. Reason for the "lipas kudung" act is because a later outing arrangement with friends. Guy friends?? Girl friends?? Mommy here suspects both.

A similar scene can be seen upstairs where the two girls were busy making their room spotless. My instruction was to wipe everything, re-arrange all the book shelves and vacuum every inch of the room. They did pretty well, I must say. Of course Mommy had to supervise a little and made sure that no short cuts was taken.

And where did I fit into this robot like task force? My port - the guest room downstairs, and to specifically work on the rarely used family closet. Not going to be fun, but someone's got to do it. We Moms always get the most challenging task, don't we?

And guess what were my findings when I checked the top most shelve? Tadaaa....these old letters. Errr...make that old lurveee letters lah.

Letters came in myriad of coloured envelopes; this one, letter no 41 was in green. Used to number all my letters too...(zamam berchenta....semua nye indah & rajin nak buat!!)

One of the many cards sent...no occasions, saja suka pi book store and mission was to get hold of these cuties!!

Take a wild guess, how many letters are there?? During the times when I wasn't fizzling my brains in the computer lab, I wrote letters and then day dreamed by the lake.

Present day...no more day dreaming, just blogging and FBing with Chitty