Female I, Becky, take you Jonathan, to be my wedded husband. To have and to hold, from this day forward, for better, for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish, 'till death do us part. And hereto I pledge you my faithfulness.
September 25, 2008
Female I, Becky, take you Jonathan, to be my wedded husband. To have and to hold, from this day forward, for better, for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish, 'till death do us part. And hereto I pledge you my faithfulness.
September 24, 2008
MICKEY MAO
Guess I got it from my mom. Who in turned got it from her dad.
The three of us together creates a funny storm. I miss my grandad very much. He's a funny fella and yes, I am the only grandchild or person in the family who calls him by his name cos I think it's funny and him too of cos.
Well, my mom got Maoster a pair of Mickey Ears and suddenly I remembered this joke about my mom.
There used to be a time where wearing different earrings on each ear was fashionable and being the fashionable me ha ha ha, I used to have a fish bone earrings on my left ear and a mickey mouse earrings on the right one. If I'm not wrong I was in my JC times which was like ermmm XXX years ago.
Mom: Wah, new earrings ah? Different on each side.
Bunster: Yar nice? Fashion leh!
Mom: Laughing, you happy can liao lor.
Bunster: Cute what!
Mom: But quite matching lah hor
Bunster: Match meh?
Mom: Cause Mao eat fish mah!
Bunster: Where got Mao?
Mom: Mickey Mao mah... Mao eat fish mah then fish bones lor
I cannot contained my laughter as I am typing now as well.
Bunster: It's Mickey MOUSE..MOUSE.. you know NOT MAO NOT CAT... HELLO!!!! Micky Mouse scared of Mao one okay.....
This then is the real Mickey Mao...
September 22, 2008
"DOUBLE U"
September 18, 2008
To Give & To Receive
Many times we ask to receive. Most of the times we either do not give intently, forget to give or do not have the courage to.
I admit I'm not good at giving, most of the time I have been at the receiving ends. Most of the time, I demand to be given. Most of the time, I got what I wanted. I get pacified most of the time.
Over the past few weeks have been trying for me. I've learnt a few things about giving and receiving.
The loss of our 2nd baby has been very emotional for me.
The Lord has given, the Lord has taken. The Lord's name is to be praised.
It's a learning process honestly to celebrate that the Lord has given, and to give our Lord my complete submission to him; his authority and his utmost highest soveriegnity over me, to once again understand my limitations and fully to surrender to his plans. I am still trying to fully be convinced when I say God has his plans but each time I say it to someone, someone affirms it to me again by repeating it and agreeing with it. It's not internalising it, it's seeing the truth and understanding and believing that it's the truth. The truth about our God being a good and loving God. A God who has the bigger picture, who holds the map to the destination.
I was surprisingly emotional and happy today when Beatrix, a youth I've been teaching since her primary school came to learn about my miscarriage via our MSN conversation today. She was very surprised to hear that I had miscarriaged and was very sorry about it. She told me God had his plans. I had heard this many times by many people since my miscarriaged, but this time, I fully believed her. I was touched by her, I was elated by the fact that I was encouraged by someone that I had mentored for a few years. The roles were reversed but it was a great change. I never expect myself to be encouraged by my youth although many of my christian peers or pastors has spoken to me personally. I was happy to see her christian maturity and growth, I felt that the young gal had become a comrade in christ.I felt her genuine love and respect for me and I received her tender loving encouragements. Yao Yong who was working part time in church with her said he will greive with me over a bowl of laksa, popiah and some ice jelly.
I think I am on the road to recovery. With the pathology report from the gynae yesterday, there is closure. We know that the miscarriage is a natural random ability of nature to allow healthy babies to be born and those not to be eliminated.
I no longer ask myself why ME? I no longer look at a pregnant belly and say it should be me.
I understand this is part of Grace of God upon my life. And Grace to me now is not about given the best things in life, the perfect pregnancy and the perfect baby. But God's understanding of giving me enough strength to carry through each challenge and to understand that there is Hope, there is Love and there is peace.
And all this I receive because I am a child of God.
Looking forward to the next baby - Jayla still please the requirements remains the same!
September 17, 2008
A good Plan? Maybe? Maybe Not?
I dunno when did Maoster began sleeping late at night at 11pm - 12 midnight. As he gets older he seems to have the ability to stretch himself a little to exhaust all of his energy, beyond his bedtime hours.
Aung and myself decided that this has to stop.
We cannot sleep at 12 midnight - we need to hibernate and we love our former arrangement of sleeping by 10pm.
So a plan was formulated and executed.
We dragged Mao to bed by 9pm made him milk and switched off the lights.
10pm - his eyes were still big. He has been rolling, doing his rock and roll and attempts to run out of the room.
I dunno when did he fall asleep eventually becos I think both of us fell asleep before him. He outlived us that night.
However at 5am the next day, he woke up laughing, playing WIDE AWAKE!
We were so agonised.
Our plan was so backfired cos after milk at 6am, he went back to sleep until 9:20am!
He had another round of milk at 10:30am and refused lunch at 12!
I am so dead. So i am tired becos although lights were out by 9:30pm, he was kicking and playing with me until at least an hr or 2 later and he woke up much much earlier and refused to eat!
Ideas for more plans please!
September 16, 2008
Choking News!
MAOSTER CHOKED ON A TEMPURA PRAWN TAIL!
Sigh, catastrophic. Summarised as follows...
Mom: Nah, your favourite tempura prawn. No dun flip it upside down.
Maoster: Took a bite.
After 20 mins of feeding, eating and suddenly
Daddy: Take a sip of my soup?
Maoster: Took a big slurp
Maoster: Turned blue, choked
Maoster: CRY VERY LOUDLY. SALIVA CONTAINS BLOOD
Daddy & Mommy: what's wrong? What did he eat? Is there fish bone in the porridge? Panic attack.
Maoster: Continue to cry in pain, trying to vomit out.
Mommy: patting Maoster
Maoster: Vomit out
Daddy and Mommy squatting outside the restaurant looking at the stuffs out of his throat for further investigation ( like CSI), Maoster calming down
Mommy: See, there's a prawn tail!
Daddy: That's the culprit
Mommy: See here the saliva got blood.
Daddy: Probably cut his throat
Then, afterwards, since Maoster is no longer crying. We did the drink water test, the can I still kick ball test and finally do you want ice cream test. Maoster passed all with flying colours. By the grace of God, this episode is over and we do not need to rush to Gleneagles A & E that is just opposite our restaurant.
Aftermath conclusions:
1. All prawns with any shells even tail must be removed at all times.
2. Check mouth content before each new mouthful of food
3. Such crisis has laxative effects on both parents
Proud moments:
Mommy has been well trained to carry maoster while he wants to vomit in style so that it will not get into her dress. Only thing is the shoes will still kena. Still better than the dress.
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MAOSTER CHOKED AGAIN ON GRAPES!
Who ever said fruits were good for you? Maoster choked on his grape yet again after his choked tempura news on saturday. Yesterday, his grandma gave him grape and he choked and puked very little ( consolation)! He is too kanchiong! Saw the grapes and scared he don't get to eat them... sigh... PLEASE BOY! HOLD YOUR HORSES! They are only Grapes! I wonder next time if he had tasted Foie Gras, would he choke on it as well?
Don't make me start you on liquid diet my boy!
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The 1930s Great depression?
CHOKING NEWS!
Lehman collapse, Merril Lynch got bought over, AIG needs to restructure to get credit financing, HP retrenching staff worldwide. I believe the worst is yet to come. With news like this, it's scary. After the banking industry, next hit will be the supporting industry such as IT etc. Hold all your cash and big item purchases.
I hope we will all tide over this tough period of time. CHOKING! Hoard like a squirrel please.
September 12, 2008
I'm Bagging You to Leave Me....
I maintain that I've not spent more than $200 over a bag.
Although friends around me been telling me that I should "invest" ( invest doesn't mean got financial capital gain one meh???) and that they have been showing me their latest acquisition, I have more fun honestly eating and looking at my bank account grow ( no, i dun have alot of money there, so dun think too much).
My sister an LV fan tells me that anything from LV she likes. Buay Tahan her!
Eileen got herself ( got her hubby to get herself ) a fendi bag, 2 coach bags, a loewe bag ( after I told her the logo looks quite cute) within a year. Such insanity or bravery right?
As for me, although having soft spots for Loewe and Chanel, has never turned to the dark side.
So as I actually can't beat the temptation of browsing the chanel website... I am bagging the above 2 of my favourite bags to leave me, my mind and body. Shoo Shoo Shoo. Go find someone else!
September 9, 2008
Family Quotes
Aung:
"Your mother thinks you're the smartest on earth. My mother thinks she's the smartest on earth."
" Fox eats rabbits - You're not a fox, you're a rabbit. Always remember that."
Wenxin:
"When I wear the Minnie Mouse ears hairband at DisneyLand, then, I saw a cat. I got frightened."
"I don't want to eat the drumstick, just give me the skin will do." - When she reached her daily drumstick quota.
Dowager:(Translated)
"Dogs that doesn't bark bites deeper than those who bark"
She use it most of the time on quiet people that seem harmless hah aha...normally on TV Drama serial.
Will update when I remember more.
September 8, 2008
The Great Pretender
I have been keeping a conscience effort to get back to my normal routine after the m/c. I would say, it is hard and moments of the day, I will still feel the palpitation now and then and drown myself in moments of misery.
I went back to church after missing it for a week. The place where I called my natural 2nd home feels distant initially but it got better when I see all the smiles I love. I heard they have been instructed not to ask me or talk to me on what happened. Well, let's say they are doing a great job.
I broke down when the songs and singspiration began but after that it got better... I guess in all things, time heals. Let's just do small steps each day.
Anyway, as I am struggling to get back to my normal life, Maoster obviously is into pretending. PRETENDING to read scores off the music book and learning to play the piano! What an imp! Too cute but sometimes too cheeky for my likes too! Enjoy!
September 1, 2008
The Rays of Sunshine in my gloomy skies
The skies all gloomy.
The birds aren't singing.
The fries taste soggy.
The words so cheesy.
Then.
Out of the blue, a couch potato laughed.
It's rays of sunshine fighting through.