February 26th, 2008 jmeei
Drove down to Saujana to meet Tat for lunch just because I felt all wifeyish… and since I was there, I decided to drag my sorry ass to the gym after a looooong hiatus. The last time I worked out was… never? Was too busy stuffing food down my throat hur.
For the past few months, I’ve been limiting myself to 2/3km straight runs (with the excuse of my probably mentally induced sore knee) then rewarding myself with a charkueyteow (or two) after. Today, I told myself that it’s all in the mind. Did a 5km run in 40 minutes (I know, slow… but it’s been awhile) and my left knee’s perfectly fine, no creaking no pain whatsoever :)
On a sad note I heard that a club member passed away in the gym… He was a regular, and during one of his workouts on the treadmill he just… conked over. On the spot :/ May he rest in peace.
Came home around 4 and went on to my next wifey task… getting down and dirty with the car. I wanted to send the car in for a wash, but my wallet prevailed and I resorted to doing it myself… they don’t call me Miss Stingy for nothing. Right now my arms feel as though they might fall out of their sockets anytime soon, but at least Mavey (a play on the word ‘Myvi’ and yes it deserves a name now… try scrubbing a scrap metal -this being said in a fond tone of course- for two hours straight and see if you start tossing out names for it) is shiny clean now yay.
Bad news is that I’ve got an unsightly V-shaped Crocs tanline now.
Meh
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February 25th, 2008 jmeei
Flipping through mats
Being the designated trolley pusher
Caught- I like this photo of Alda!
Groovy, baby
Woolly
Hitching a ride
Okay wanna come down now
Full resolution photos here!
Myth Buster Monday: Baby food tastes great, myth or fact?
Answer:
Bought a bottle today just for fun. Had a spoon and I wanted to die… but maintained a nonchalant face until the rest tried it hahahaha. They all had the same reaction and it was somewhere along the lines of fuck and yuck.
Losses: RM2 and most of my taste buds… Well at least we now know why babies cry so much while flinging their food around.
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February 24th, 2008 jmeei
… is not what I envisioned it to be.
I expected a heavier workload of chores, but all I have to is to keep MY own room tidy and neat… issall. My dad won’t allow me near the mop and my brother won’t allow me near the kitchen stove, but I THINK I’ve figured out why…
I dropped and broke the iron today :( Propped it up for a bit and knocked it over with my elbow. Way to go, Jm the hazard.
The iron during happier times
I’m starting to worry for Tat’s future
Is there a Domestic Goddess 1O1 course I can go to??? Either that or I need my mummy back home.
Bawls.
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February 23rd, 2008 jmeei
Itinerary of the night: Steamboat dinner at Damansara Village then drinks at Wabisabi @ TTDI Plaza!
Kai and Gin posing
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February 21st, 2008 jmeei
Recent photo of Mother and Aunty Su’s baby girl in Melbourne
Well at least she looks like she’s having fun… :)
She cried when my dad left Melb :( And made him promise to see her in June. The only thing she’d asked me so far (besides the usual have-you-been-good nonsense) was if Daddy missed her… and don’t tell him it was her who asked ok! Hee.
Bro: Why do you have to go over in June anyway? Why not later?
Dad: ‘Cause I have an obligation…
Bro: What obligation?
Dad: I have to look after your mother :)
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February 21st, 2008 jmeei
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February 19th, 2008 jmeei
My room’s quite girly what with the random mix-matched red/pink items. Even the sunlight that comes through the pink curtains is filtered to a reddish hue, and I just realised that my new phone matches my bed covers…
While texting the Beff (originated from the acronym ‘bf’, invented by the ever amusing Shahpur*) ’till I fell asleep
*So Baskin Robbins is Ber, and I’m Jam (Jia Meei), and Jolene’s… Jab (Jolene Anne Baptist). I shall name my future son Frederick Allen Tuan! Fat.
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February 18th, 2008 jmeei
Melbourne steals people roar! Random memories:
Jan ‘07 - Lyn’s 20th @ Souled Out
With Tat in tow (We weren’t together yet, hee. Why was I on his lap!?)
April ‘07 / Jan ‘08 - Swimming @ Saujana. Tat being LOA
Almost a year, no diff
May ‘07 - Tze’s BBQ. Always the ones manning the fire/food
Have fun in Melbourne, sweetie. Will miss you loads
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February 17th, 2008 jmeei
Warning: Photo heavy
Lyn, Foo, hello, Marshella
Cyn I think you have the nicer photo :( And meh, why wasn’t there an individual photo of us??
Many faces of Fen Jim
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February 15th, 2008 jmeei
My dad’s awfully protective over his garden. It’s HIS garden as it’s only him who’s willing to tend it… the rest of us can’t really be arsed to slog over grass and potted plants.
There’s this stray cat that never fails to return to the garden for a nice poop/pee. And the poop/pee leaves yellow patches on the grass. It’s asking for an early death, I think. Nobody messes with Mr. Chen’s garden. Nobody.
My dad would whiz a pebble or two at the cat after the deed is done, but halfheartedly as we wouldn’t want a dead cat on our lawn now would we… But there was ONCE. My dad completely lost his temper, and gathered as many ammo (pebbles) as he could. The stupid cat was sitting smug nearby licking its paws, perfect for a close head shot. It would’ve been brain dead if not for the fact I stopped my dad with a firm growl before he could lob one at the cat.
“But it kills the garden,” he whinged, looking wistfully at the cat which was already scaling the walls to its freedom.
Anyway, since daddy’s not here, I decided to salvage what’s left of the 3 weeks neglect of a garden.
I see skies of blue
I had to be sprinkler of the day
Sorry brother’s gym shoes
Baby plant wants water too
The other half GROAN
Cat ammo
The sweaty squinty gardener
Wind twirler thingie
The house on my right is empty… no guesses where the poop went
Since it was lunch time, I saw the neighbours returning home from work in ‘em fancy cars for lunch. Can’t help but wish my dad would return at that very moment…
As I trudged back to the comforts of air conditioning amidst the sound of my squelching Crocs, I realised that I really, really missed my dad.
Can’t wait for him to walk through the door.
Three more days
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