Warehouse Sale

Juling mata ahkak ok tgk paderno sale macham2

will upload the pics later. I didnt take too many snaps as my eyes were busy wandering.

managed to sambaq crocs, a book and 2 sets of pillow covers.

and i got a windbreaker for bro#4.

Egg Benedict de Restaurant de l'Avenue, Montreal

The name of this egg benedict is Arc en ciel. Sedap ok. well I have to be honest. it's too cheesy, i was full by the time I got to the 2nd egg. M was reluctant to go (we have to take metro) because he said that why he has to go all the way for brekkie while we just can grab timmies a block from the hotel..

eeeiiiii...apa kelas aku nak p tim's horton. berlambak kat ottawa ni ok.

he gave 9/10. coming from his fussy mouth, the food must be very good. to his standard at least.

Oranges/Strawberry/blueberry smoothie. mak aiii so thick , i can have this alone as a breakfast. (sembang mau la kuat)
Personally , I dont like it and I wont order it again. A waste of $7. I should nod my head when the waiter asked me if the water just fine.

Haih dah besaq budak2 ni, when I got to know their parents, the eldest was just 2 months embryo. the line up was about to start when we arrived. Since we agreed to have a separate table, we cut our waiting time from 30minutes to 10 minutes. It feels longer when it's cold.

thank you M for the easter's retreat. Thank you aimi and irwan for the great company.

off to Montreal

Mission: Shop till you drop
Actuality: Watching people shop till they drop
Side orders: Just wanna have some fun and try egg Benedict at L'Avenue restaurant
Dreams: Prada handbag but *Marc Jacobs is apparently more realistic.

*M said Insyaa Allah but knowing him, I will come home 99% empty-handed. He will make it so hard until i walk away from the store almost voluntarily.

naughty bart

He teases, he bullies, he i-do-what-i-want-to-do, but he also manja. the only one that will come to me asking for a snuggle before noon nap.

cave

haih bersawangnya blog.

Firstly, thank you so much dear jeet and cali on your thoughtful thoughts. I am touched or like misspajura, I ambeld and oned.

hiks, yes my humors are coming back, i guess it pretty much goes parallel with the stability of my mental and physical.

pregnancy was brutal. anxiety attacks, constant heartheadaches, lumpy throat. u name it, i got it all.
the minute , *sob*sob* the embryo left my body *sob*sob*, the physical uneasiness were gone.

I was and still am sad. but i am pretty much relax. try to suck it up that am getting older and the probability of receiving news of death become coherent.

Since my aging mom is becoming internet savvy (she has her own FB account and lo and behold a samsung tablet), I think I am going to open another blog that will be fully written in Malay and I think it would be mostly photos of what did I cook and had for breakfast/lunch/dinner. too bad, our proper meal is only at dinner time. i pretty much chowed M&Ms at any stint of hungriness sense triggered.

Much say, I need to compensate the 7kg I lost during my miscarriage.

way to go.

During my tough times, i've been listening to this music repeatedly.
I am in mourning mood, and this song really remind me of Puff especially on the day he left to Malaysia.
Thinking that he will be safe and sound over there, indeed he was at least resting closer to the ones that really love him and really taking care of him. I hope if I could understand cat's language, that would be his last wish.

Puff, I still remember vividly the day you left. and those sad eyes at the airport. Puff you have no idea how painful it was for me to let you go. How I went berserk to hear upon your death.

But I still remember the day I found you after a long day searching. to see you run straight to the cage knowing that I will take care of you. I am sorry I felt I had betrayed you. I thought I had saved you.

Ya Allah, Kau berikanlah ketenangan ke dalam jiwaku ini

i had miscarriage today and boy it's not that easy. it's like every ten minutes contraction and I really2 want my mom to be with me now