Bonne fete mon amour

enjoy yr last year of the thirties

Pencopek

I love to grow my own vegetables, despite of as M like to put it that I have a thumb from hell, everything i've grown usually dont live long enough to be harvested.

For that reason, after bugging M left and right, until he couldnt take it anymore, he finally helped me out planting some home-grown garden.

Help means he pretty much do all the work.

Nevertheless, to give my purple thumb a benefit of the doubt (and to proof M wrong ), I planted the chili's seed and prayed hard that it will not give up on me

lo and behold, take a look at pics plezzz




this is hasil tangan M: Tomatoes, Red/Green/Yellow pepper, eggplant, brocoli, and variety of herbs.



Ehem! my first ever plant!

Ok not as green as M's but it actually grows people.

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As our ehem *garden* ehem grows encouragingly, we have seen bulbs of the tomatoes and the peppers. and the one that almost ready to pick is the broccoli, give and take another week, it will be ready to be served on the dining table.

As we had guests yesterday, I suggested that why dont we pluck the broccoli. And like always, M with his favorite disapproval eyes-popped, objected the idea instantly.

this afternoon, I heard M was cursing at the back yard. Thinking that the furries might digging a hole in the sand again, I didnt bother to go back until M called me up and showed the missing bulb.



Cisss..celaka ko tupai! the little thief stole our first broccoli. and they ate the leaves of the eggplant too.

I guess our anticipation for the broccoli will have to extend to another year.

Dang!

Membawa diri

There are times in life where you have to go and breakaway. To be stuck in the place where all your worst memories in life are, is like to be in the horror movie either you awake or sleep.

And with all the negativism around you will only shape you as a bitter person.

And to be happy in this life, bitter is not in the department.

Having said all these, recently, someone dear told me about her love interest became a love conflict. Coming out from broken marriage with couple kids in tow, she stuck to the place she seemed a safety net but it is a mirage of spider web.

the life she's living is sucks. with instability of income and mental state of mind, she worked her ass off with what she has left.

Not so much, in fact almost none. but for the sake of the children, she picked little pieces of herself and with the help of the ol' mutha.

The ol' mutha, well, this post is not about her.

So, when she met stranger after years barely surviving with the broken heart, somehow the icy cold heart sparks a little flame.

Stranger had warmed the little icy heart with a blanket of caring and love.

After a while, love is in the air and she's like a high school teenager who fell in love with her crush.

But then , like any bollywood's movie, there's always a superior authority who like to be the slacker.

Stranger and someone dear is pretty much rushing to important decisions without considering the little things that patch the concrete foundation. Probably due to the age matter, they skip all the mumbo jumbo of typical love crap.

The mutha indeed is not happy at all. In fact she furious. Someone dear was sad because she really wants the mutha's blessing and desperately need to get out from the place.

Knowing someone dear and the life she has been through at this moment, I definitely agree that she needs the break from the life she's in right now.

truthfully, I can relate to what she's been through now. The emotional roller coaster side of view that is. Although there are things I'd like to do differently but being to where I am now at this moment, I dont regret one bit.

To you who know who you are. do what your gut says, after all in all the times in your life, I've seen the best of you when you were there, the place where you insyaa Allah will return soon.

this coming 3 months wil be very very busy pour moi.