Friday, December 27, 2013

time to bid adieu!

to 2013
to Ottawa

embrace a new phase of life
embrace a new place
embrace new people

and most importantly a new me

leaving behind bad memories
bringing with me good memories
looking forward for more wonderful memories

May Allah ease my journey and make it smooth

to loving husband. I am truly blessed to have you by my side. to support me all the way in the way I need to be supported, morally, physically and *cough* financially.

May Allah rewards you tenfold for what you had given.

I pray to all my families and friends, may the best yet to come in 2014.

Allah always has a better plan for us.

Wednesday, September 18, 2013

clothes

due to my medical condition, M's house chores increase accordingly.
the other weekend, I asked him to bring the clean laundry to the room so that I can fold them.

after putting them in the room , he came to me and said, " I even folded them you know"

and today, when I was about to arrange the clean folded laundry, I wished that he would only stick to bring them to the room.

haih!

Tuesday, June 25, 2013

it's been  a while since my last post.

month of June - the bearer of tears of joys and goodbyes

but the saddest moment is yet to come.

and I am so not looking forward to it especially when eid is approaching

the routine of past 6 years will no longer be a routine.

will miss a best friend and sister.

what joy do I have left

i dont enjoy my living in O-town anymore.

fed up with fake smiles 



Monday, April 1, 2013

dia buat lagi

this week, left and right,  if it's not so and so told me she's pregnant or most of the blogs I visited screamed out loud that the yours truly is mom to be or about to give birth.

sigh not to the mommies  but to me.

for that reason I was breakdown when M and I had a beautiful Sunday stroll.

sometimes the pregnancy madness really make my head cuckoo banana.

*******

To try to get pregnant at the later age of life is exhaustively difficult. We failed to foresee the  associate pain that came with the days that added to number of our age. Back pain, headaches, migraines and all that jazz. Yep, i have to say sometimes (most of the times actually) I envied those who just got knocked up like pick a flower.

And I have to endure all the acupuncture needles, the pills that make me super emotional and mentally unstable and  a the most displeasure thrust into my V for ultrasound.

dont tell me to stop my whines. let me crying my beer out loud. pffttt

                                                                           oh yeah!

Wednesday, March 27, 2013

flowers at the attic

I was in the book sale aisle at the library tonight.

Came across to the book i had read once upon a time.

I was so intrigued to buy it but remembering how incest-laden the content of the book is, made me think twice.

if you know V.C.Andrews kinda style, you know pretty much what I mean.

So, I continue flipping for softer version by Sidney Sheldon


Sunday, March 17, 2013

Breakdown

got my menses this morning.

i thought I was Ok.

until we went to rideau mall, I saw a limping father pushed his special son wheel in the midst of shoppers enjoying their meal.

I was alone at that time cause M went to timmies to get us drinks.

suddenly i found myself cry a river

and it was a lovely, cold but sunny day

I am such a pooper.  Kesian M






Wednesday, March 13, 2013

M.A.L.A.S

mood malas melanda

Although people pretty much know i am a full time housewife, I dont actually consider myself as a complete idealistic housewife.

you know where the house is in prim and proper and everything is spotless and sparkling clean.

or where the dining table is so martha stewartly decorated with matching napkins and drapes.

pffftttt

my house is not even closed to a typical kelamin household, let alone a shining floor.

forget about baking cakes and cookies too.

I dont have kids, hence necessary job description is none to avail.

eating out is mostly welcome and a helping hand from Mr M in vacuuming and cooking is a must.

since I have way less responsibility than other SAHM, I choose to be happy with a bit (hah!) cluttered house and dine out with girlfriends.

For the only reason to be a happy lazy me, I allowed M to call me Melayu Malas as much as he please.

words can't hurt you but scrubbing the floor can.

choose wisely