Another mindless rambling

I am still not going to make any sense. My mind is scattered all over the place.

I'm thinking of Waffle World's pasta. It's ironic that their waffles are mediocre and the pasta rocks ass!

I'm thinking of the minions from Despicable Me and how in Islam they say that the end of the world will be because of the Devil with One Eye...and one of the minion has only an eye.

I'm thinking how on earth did I fall in love with a little brown furball. Was it the innocent face or was it the fact he can do 'Bang! Bang!'

I'm thinking how nice to have a disgusting amount of money but still be a generous and kind person.

I'm growing horizontally these days. Being Fat is a fashion faux pas.

I'm thinking how lucky I am to be in love and married to Benjamin Chew.

I'm thinking about all the social norms and am getting really bored.

I'm thinking about all those crazy and weird relatives who calls you randomly and you start thinking to yourself..."What do they really want?"

I'm missing Bailey...I need to go home...

This is a canvas where I paint my thoughts on...so let me be..

Long overdue post

I've not been writing in my blog for ages. No excuses for this...it's just me being plain lazy.
Work will always be busy. Life is all about existing.

It gets depressing sometimes. But then the little things in life puts that smile back on your face.
Bailey sitting in front of me, looking at me with his head cocked to one side. That made me smile.
Hubby coming home after a long day at work and giving me a peck on my cheek. Another smile.
Friend SMS-ing me stupid silly msges. Another smile.

Looking back one year ago, things have changed massively. This time last year, I was busy planning for my upcoming nuptials. Getting married to the man I want to spend the rest of my life with.

This time last year, we all don't expect the things that is going to happen is happening. People you've come to love and call close friends, leaving the company. It's really sad because things won't be the same again.

I hate changes. I bask in the joy of normality.

I know we have to all say goodbye eventually. But I still hate it. Hate it tahap maximum.

I'm talking gibberish today. Give me a break. It's Monday and Monday generally sucks big time (unless its a holiday).

Church yesterday was good. Pastor talked about the book of Habakkuk. It's true how we whine and complain and sometimes even TELL God what to do. We just have to remember that everything happens for a reason and HE has a bigger plan for all of us.

There are times when we feel we're all alone. The truth is, we're never alone. God is there with us...just remember that and you'll never be alone again.

That's all for the nonsensical post today. Let me go gather my thoughts and come back with a post that makes better sense.

Kthxbye.

Looking back...

I never thought it would be me on the operating theater. You always hear it happening to someone else. You cringe as they tell you their stories and somehow, you secretly thank God that it wasn't you or hope it will never happen to you.

Big or small surgery...I never met anyone who liked going to the hospital, getting pricked by the doctors to draw blood that is rightfully yours...even worst, to tell you that there's something wrong with your body.

As I lay in the hospital bed after the surgery, I couldn't help but think that I can only pray and hope that the only time I will be at the hospital is for something minor like this round.

Ben told me how he saw ppl running to the ICU and came out crying whislt I was in the operating theater. I can only pray that we won't be the one doing that.

You appreciate life more and never before had I wanted a baby as much as I do now.

We will try...but for now we can only pray that God have mercy on us and bless us with a child.


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Tong tong chiang!

I'm back in Penang with hubby for CNY! It's a totally different experience from what I've been doing the past 26 years of my life.

In KL, CNY is relatively quiet. Peaceful...I remember one year I was so bored, me and a friend drove up to Ampang Hill just to take in the beauty of the night lights. That night reminded me why I loved KL so much. It felt so different from the usual hustle and bustle. It was quiet...the night breeze gently carressing our skin and the view was amazing.

Also, tradition wise, I'll be away from my mother whom I will accompany on her rounds the first day. I feel somewhat lonely without her.

Anyway, Penang is an entirely new experience! It's really hot here but the spirit of CNY hangs heavily in the air.

People rush around doing their last min marketing and those who return from the city (like Ben & I), are rushing around trying to eat everything they've been craving before the shops closes for CNY.

I kinda like it. I think I've already put on 2 kgs just from sniffing the air around me. Food is yummy...and I had my fix of DVDs shopping.

Till then, happy CNY everyone! Love the Chews...

Sunday bliss

I've got a love hate relationship with Sunday. I love Sundays because i can laze around and not feel guilty for not doing anything. I hate Sundays because it's too short and Monday is too near.

I love Sunday because it's Bailey's day out.

Ever since we brought Bailey home, I will wake up at 8am to let him out of his cage, clean him, clean his cage and feed him. I will then start the washing machine, play with him a little and snuggle back into bed with Hubbie while Bailey plays with his rubber duckie.

We will wake up close to noon, laze a bit more then start leisurely cleaning the house. Lunch will be always out. depending on where we end up. Bailey will be ready to go out with us in his carrier.

We leave him at my parents place and go on our date. Once done, we head back to my parents place for a good home cooked dinner.

The Chew family then heads back home. Tired, contented and happy.

After feeding Bailey, hubby and I settle comfortably on the couch for a CSI marathon.

The next thing we know, it's bed time and I drag myself to bed. the warmth comfort of hubby's arm around me doesn't take the dreaded feeling that I will wake up to Monday.

Sigh...Sunday, please stay a little longer....