THE DAYS THAT WENT BY

I have actually taken a lot of photos for my blog during the past days prior to my holiday trip to Japan and Korea. I wanted to blog on the events as it happened but seems to have lost the 'excitements' in writing them now... macam cerita bangas ba.
It's always so much nicer to write when the 'feelings' were fresh but as I have mentioned earlier, I've been busy with priorities..... 'things to attend to' prior to the trip.
Nevertheless as to not 'waste' the photos... I'm posting them here for memories of the days that went by.

A belated friend's hari raya open house invitation gave Tisha to try out my new camera with these candid shots















I had the hall between the kitchen and living room walls retiled. I had bought the sunflower border tiles long time ago and had decided to use them on this wall. I painted the wall myself inorder to match the purple colour of the tile. (good for fung shui colour)
















The bigger side tables went through the process outdoor.









Part of my suflower wall hangings that gone through cleaning.















The 'spring cleaning' also included part of my cats collection.














I repainted the whole kitchen walls within the next two days as I didn't like the whole picture of darker shade of green with the new purple paint . I picked 'light cinnamon' but the end product doesn't really gave that picture . It's more to medium yellowish shade now. Unfortunately I have forgotten to take pictures of the walls before and after for comparison.
Andrew came back during the weekend and brought back lots of durians. As usual we ate out for most meals.

Durians!!!!!!!!!














We had this Laksa for breakfast at a very well known shop(recommended to all who likes fresh fish ) NEW FONG FONG...next to RHB Bank at Taman Indah.
















Their verson of the Fried wet mee... I tried to focus on the freshness of the fish fillets but Andrew wouldn't give me the chance.














Japanese toufu with minced chicken from THE BOS














The irresistible fried mee basah..... again (THE BOS's version)














I found another eatry place in Taman Indah and went in to 'try'what they have to offer.
FINDINGS:
Place looks quiet and clean.. maybe because it's new.(we were infact the only couple in at the time)
Food....hhmm
OK la...taste ordinary...nothing spectacular
Price....aahhhhh...I thought its a bit expensive for ordinary taste food.























Was in KK for a day to 'deliver' my doxy pin .... I managed to 'check out' the much talked about (by fello Sabahan bloggers) popiah at Palm square. It's was good but a bit messy to eat when you're walking. The sauce was a bit hot for me but overall it was... hhhmmm yummy
















Tisha and me at Champ's toilet taking self portriats prior to her training.














While waiting for the older girls to finish training, me and Lydia went to do some tasting on the newly opened pizza shop opposite the bowling alley. It was good and have the same price as pizza's hut pizzas.

'INTERESTING' NOTICES...

I'm back from a long 'holiday'. Actually the holiday was only two weeks. It's the 'things to do' prior to the trip that took much of my blogging time .
I've just ran through my mails..... wow! hundreds of them.
I'm still trying to do some reading but the temptation to be 'here' is too strong.
I will post my holiday's adventures once I've download my photos (I found that my camera only holds Andrew's face so I have to wait till he gets his camera here)
Awh... can't help but share these 'funny' notices I've gotten in my mail

POEMS FOUND IN TOILETS

THE 'FUTURE' IS IN YOUR HAND , HOLD IT GENTLY'

Excellent poems by not so famous poets... found on toilet doors and
walls.......

A budding poet trying his best...
Here I lie in stinky vapor,
Because some bastard stole the toilet paper,
Shall I lie, or shall I linger,
Or shall I be forced to use my finger.

Before he graduated to be a poet, he wrote this...
Here I sit
Broken hearted
Tried to shit
But only farted

Someone who had a different experience wrote,
You're lucky
You had your chance
I tried to fart,
And shit my pants!

Perhaps it's true that people find inspiration in toilets.
I came here
To shit and stink,
But all I do
Is sit and think.


There are also people who come in for a different purpose...
Some come here to sit and think,
Some come here to shit and stink,
But I come
here to scratch my balls ,
And read the bullshit on the walls....

Toilets walls also double as job advertisement space.......
(written high upon the wall)
If you can piss above this line, the Singapore Fire Department wants you.


Ministry of Environment advertisement.
We aim to please!
You aim too! Please


On the inside of a toilet door:
Patrons are requested to remain seated throughout the entire performance.

And finally, this should teach some a lesson...
Sign seen at a restaurant:
The hands that clean these toilets also make your food...please aim
properly.

LOVE OR......YELLOW PAGES

CELEBRATE THE WIFE...

This is an interesting article that caught my attention...



NST
2008/09/20
PAST PRESENT: My wife and I lived all alone,...
By : A. Kathirasen

....contention was our only bone. I fought with her, she fought with me, and things went on right merrily. — Robert Creeley



Is there such a thing? Of course. When there are all manner of days to celebrate this, that and the other, why not one to celebrate the wife?

After all, how often do married men sit back and consider the work done by their wives?

Take me, for example. When I prepare to leave for work, freshly-ironed clothes are available. Guess who ironed them?

I sit down at the dining table, and, hey presto, breakfast is served. Guess who prepares breakfast?

When I return from work, guess who is waiting to greet me? And guess who makes me a hot drink? And guess who keeps the house nice and tidy?

No, it's not the maid, lah.

But some people do have maids who take care of the mundane things such as house cleaning and washing.

Unlike in the distant past, many wives, especially in urban areas, are holding jobs and, therefore, maids have become necessary. And the rich wives, why would they want to spend time cleaning when they can go shopping or watch Brad Pitt smooching on video?

Also, given the stress on gender equality, wives today are more confident of themselves and, some husbands lament, often grab the driver's seat.

While men may vehemently deny it in public, in private some would agree with Bill Cosby who said: "Let us now set forth one of the fundamental truths about marriage: the wife is in charge."

Hmm ... could all the above have contributed to a depreciation in wife appreciation?

Although we still hear of wife abuse, the lot of the wife has improved tremendously. For in the past, the husband, as "lord and master", could physically punish her if he so desired without anyone batting an eye.

It would be understandable if not every husband rushes to appreciate his wife, particularly so if he is being trampled upon by a termagant or whipped by a vicious virago. Their feelings would be best expressed by these lines from the poet John Dryden:

"Here lies my wife: here let her lie!
Now she's at rest, and so am I".

But most husbands, I would venture to think, are fortunate enough not to fall in this category. (Is that a chorus of Nay that I hear? Nah, must be the wind.)

Husbands should not see their wives simply as sex objects. And I don't mean it in the sense that comedian Les Dawson says: "My wife is a sex object -- every time I ask for sex, she objects."

Neither should they open the car door only in circumstances described by Prince Philip:

"When a man opens a car door for his wife, it's either a new car or a new wife."

But seriously, taking care of the house and turning it into a home can be much more tiring than working in the office.

DID you hug your wife yesterday? In case you did not know, it was Wife Appreciation Day.

Most often, wives just carry on doing their chores without complaint. Only when they fall sick, or are incapacitated, do husbands realise their pivotal role in the home

When a husband shifts his thoughts from the few times his wife has angered him to the many things she does for him and the family, he would learn to appreciate her better. Ditto, for the wife.

It is part of human tragedy that we usually appreciate a family member or friend after they have died or left us. While they live, we take them for granted.

So, go ahead, hug your spouse today and while you are at it, hug your parents and your children.

Do it everyday. And smile while you're doing it. It's a wholesome feeling.