You know, the one thing great about being a kid is that you don't have to think about (amongst others) financial commitments. I just spent half a day yesterday sorting through the pile of papers sitting on my study desk. Making sure we didn't miss anything out when we made some payments. And guess what? There are more bills to be paid as I found out last night. Hubby waved his auto insurance premium at me, indicating that more cash is to be spent. Sigh...see what I mean, don't you just wish you were a kid again? I do...sometimes...no, make that ALL.THE.TIME!!! LOL..
Monday, December 8, 2008
Thursday, December 4, 2008
Miss Raggedy-Ann
Perhaps...not exactly but...close.
I got Ash her very first rag doll. I never had one myself as a child and I always felt that every girl or little girl should have one..at least. So, not wanting Ash to miss out on any of her childhood must-haves, I went and got her one from Marks & Spencer last Saturday while at The Gardens.
Raggedy came in 2 sizes; the smaller of the 2, snuggled fittingly into Ash's arms while the larger one was a life-sized doll! So large that it even towers above Ash by half it's head. I thought it looked a little too scary to have.
Ash was taken in by the smaller of the 2 initially; holding on to it as I brought it down from the rack. I wasn't sure then if I wanted to get it; I sort of left it as that and just went about observing Ash. She continued holding on to it until something else distracted her and she flung it down on the floor before running towards...err, whatever that she was after. Several minutes later, hubby brought her to where I was and reminded me that we had to leave since it was getting late. And so, I reacted in such an impromptu manner (not the first time) – I turned to hubby, smiled and said “I'm getting it”. He was like “OK...you sure it's for Ash or do you want it for yourself?”. I responded with a girly giggle “it's for me...”
True to my words or in this case, hubby's : ever since we brought Raggedy home, she has been lying and tossed everywhere else in the house but next or with Ash. She even became my un-likely photography subject when I ran out of things to shoot.
Ah...and so...there lies the fate of our little girl's only rag doll. Will she ever be loved by this rather fickle 20-something month old or is she just merely an object; existing only at her beck and call or to never be acknowledged...ever?
Come back..in a couple of months (or years, depending on how quick Ash warms up to it) to find out; I just hope I remember to update. O_O..
I got Ash her very first rag doll. I never had one myself as a child and I always felt that every girl or little girl should have one..at least. So, not wanting Ash to miss out on any of her childhood must-haves, I went and got her one from Marks & Spencer last Saturday while at The Gardens.
Raggedy came in 2 sizes; the smaller of the 2, snuggled fittingly into Ash's arms while the larger one was a life-sized doll! So large that it even towers above Ash by half it's head. I thought it looked a little too scary to have.
Ash was taken in by the smaller of the 2 initially; holding on to it as I brought it down from the rack. I wasn't sure then if I wanted to get it; I sort of left it as that and just went about observing Ash. She continued holding on to it until something else distracted her and she flung it down on the floor before running towards...err, whatever that she was after. Several minutes later, hubby brought her to where I was and reminded me that we had to leave since it was getting late. And so, I reacted in such an impromptu manner (not the first time) – I turned to hubby, smiled and said “I'm getting it”. He was like “OK...you sure it's for Ash or do you want it for yourself?”. I responded with a girly giggle “it's for me...”
True to my words or in this case, hubby's : ever since we brought Raggedy home, she has been lying and tossed everywhere else in the house but next or with Ash. She even became my un-likely photography subject when I ran out of things to shoot.
Ah...and so...there lies the fate of our little girl's only rag doll. Will she ever be loved by this rather fickle 20-something month old or is she just merely an object; existing only at her beck and call or to never be acknowledged...ever?
Come back..in a couple of months (or years, depending on how quick Ash warms up to it) to find out; I just hope I remember to update. O_O..
Wednesday, December 3, 2008
PL & M : The Newly-weds
I don't have permission to publicy publish their images so you'll just have to contend with the one above.
Last weekend, (in fact, it started Friday evening) we attended one of my closest cousin, PL's wedding.
The evening session on Friday was held at my aunt's house. It's the more conservative version of a “Bachelorette party” in view of the fact that there were plenty of senior and junior citizens in attendance. I'm not sure if she had a 'real' one earlier on : God I hope she did! LOL..
It was nice, chatting with my extended families and some of whom I've not seen in years. A great time to catch up if I do say so myself. PL showed us her wedding photos which were compiled in 3 albums! I don't re-call having that many variety in my day. Then again, my day was way way baaaaccckkk then!
The next day, that's when the actual ceremony began. First, they had the traditional Chinese Tea Ceremony. I am quite sad to say that I missed that. It's some old folks' abstinence for the preggers. Fortunately, I'm kinda superstitious and acceptable to things like these so I stayed home. Actually, we all stayed home and waited till it was time to head out for the church ceremony later in the morning held at St. Paul's Anglican church in PJ.
We missed quite a number of things that morning. One was the Chinese Tea Ceremony as I mentioned and we also missed the bridal procession at church. In fact, we or rather, I missed quite a fair bit of the church ceremony as Ash fell asleep on the way to church and since we didn't intend on waking her, we let her nap in the car with me accompanying her. I only went out every now and then to catch bits and pieces of the event when hubby came out. Oh, he was the de facto photographer that morning. Most images on camera were in fact taken by him.
I must admit, it was indeed a beautiful church wedding. The only qualm I had was when both PL and M were exchanging vows, I felt that the priest was standing a wee bit too close to the couple. I had this sense of eagerness to say this to him “hey man! You've already got the best seat in the house for sure so could you like, move back a little..you know, give them some room...”. Of course, I did no such thing but somehow, that kept playing in my mind even as I left the place after lunch. Oh, we were treated to a scrumptious buffet lunch after the event by the church; that was lovely!
Although, I could tell that the entire affair was extremely exhausting for the young couple. To add to last week's occasion, they are in Ipoh going through another celebration session as I type this. M's family is from Ipoh. And I bet the parents are equally exhausted but overwhelmed with joy at the same time too.
So am I.
PL has always been like a kid sister to me. Especially during the years before my sisters arrived. Three of us (PL's older sister included) were taken care of by our grandmother. Now, to personally witness her growing up, the obstacles she faced, the challenges before her...it's a feeling I can't even comprehend myself or even find the right words for it. I feel an immense joy for her and during the wedding dinner on Sunday, while watching the video of the tea ceremony played for the benefit of those who didn't attend, I started to tear. Not cry buckets but tears started to well. I just felt so so happy for her. And I pray that she together with her new hubby, will have the kind of happiness that they truly deserve.
PL&M, If you are reading this :
“Congratulations once again. May God bless the both of you as you embark on your journey as husband and wife”.
Last weekend, (in fact, it started Friday evening) we attended one of my closest cousin, PL's wedding.
The evening session on Friday was held at my aunt's house. It's the more conservative version of a “Bachelorette party” in view of the fact that there were plenty of senior and junior citizens in attendance. I'm not sure if she had a 'real' one earlier on : God I hope she did! LOL..
It was nice, chatting with my extended families and some of whom I've not seen in years. A great time to catch up if I do say so myself. PL showed us her wedding photos which were compiled in 3 albums! I don't re-call having that many variety in my day. Then again, my day was way way baaaaccckkk then!
The next day, that's when the actual ceremony began. First, they had the traditional Chinese Tea Ceremony. I am quite sad to say that I missed that. It's some old folks' abstinence for the preggers. Fortunately, I'm kinda superstitious and acceptable to things like these so I stayed home. Actually, we all stayed home and waited till it was time to head out for the church ceremony later in the morning held at St. Paul's Anglican church in PJ.
We missed quite a number of things that morning. One was the Chinese Tea Ceremony as I mentioned and we also missed the bridal procession at church. In fact, we or rather, I missed quite a fair bit of the church ceremony as Ash fell asleep on the way to church and since we didn't intend on waking her, we let her nap in the car with me accompanying her. I only went out every now and then to catch bits and pieces of the event when hubby came out. Oh, he was the de facto photographer that morning. Most images on camera were in fact taken by him.
I must admit, it was indeed a beautiful church wedding. The only qualm I had was when both PL and M were exchanging vows, I felt that the priest was standing a wee bit too close to the couple. I had this sense of eagerness to say this to him “hey man! You've already got the best seat in the house for sure so could you like, move back a little..you know, give them some room...”. Of course, I did no such thing but somehow, that kept playing in my mind even as I left the place after lunch. Oh, we were treated to a scrumptious buffet lunch after the event by the church; that was lovely!
Although, I could tell that the entire affair was extremely exhausting for the young couple. To add to last week's occasion, they are in Ipoh going through another celebration session as I type this. M's family is from Ipoh. And I bet the parents are equally exhausted but overwhelmed with joy at the same time too.
So am I.
PL has always been like a kid sister to me. Especially during the years before my sisters arrived. Three of us (PL's older sister included) were taken care of by our grandmother. Now, to personally witness her growing up, the obstacles she faced, the challenges before her...it's a feeling I can't even comprehend myself or even find the right words for it. I feel an immense joy for her and during the wedding dinner on Sunday, while watching the video of the tea ceremony played for the benefit of those who didn't attend, I started to tear. Not cry buckets but tears started to well. I just felt so so happy for her. And I pray that she together with her new hubby, will have the kind of happiness that they truly deserve.
PL&M, If you are reading this :
“Congratulations once again. May God bless the both of you as you embark on your journey as husband and wife”.
Showhouses
For some reason, I love visiting showhouses. They are often tastefully decorated; except for maybe one or two where I suspect the designer was 'sleeping' or had no idea what he was doing. Other than that, most were wonderfully spruce up. It gives you that I-want-to-jump-into-bed-and-under-the-covers-kind-of-feeling.
I usually visit them to get some decor ideas for my home. I know, why don't I just get a magazine. Let me tell you, it's nothing like actually feeling them. The wood, the table cloth, the chair, the curtains - heavenly! I have been dying to get the exact same bar stools I witnessed at one of the showhouses I went to a couple of weeks back. I sure hope Santa is reading this or hubby -- depending on who ends up getting them for me first *smile*.
I usually visit them to get some decor ideas for my home. I know, why don't I just get a magazine. Let me tell you, it's nothing like actually feeling them. The wood, the table cloth, the chair, the curtains - heavenly! I have been dying to get the exact same bar stools I witnessed at one of the showhouses I went to a couple of weeks back. I sure hope Santa is reading this or hubby -- depending on who ends up getting them for me first *smile*.
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