Meeting the in-laws

Photos from a million years ago. So many photos and garbage are accummulating in my computer that I bought a new hard disk. Best decision ever.

Does anyone else have the same problem as me? I don't want to delete my dissertations from Uni cos I worked hard on them. Why delete notes from class too? I might want to study them again in the future. Haha highly unlikely. I sound like a hoarder. But no lar. I am not.

Niway.

These are photos from the housewarming party ages ago, where the main objective of the night was for cs and I to introduce our two families. A little get together for both our families. They have never met before this.



Kevin asked: why not just have the party at home? Trust me, nobody believe it when I say the living room is too small to accommodate 30 people plus catering. Not enough space.

This is because of the way our house was built. The carpark to the living room is not a step away like most terrace houses. People can escape to the carpark when they feel stuffy or step outside for a smoke. Our living room is more like 15 steps away, up a flight of stairs.



Up this flight of stairs actually. Here, mum is inspecting our staircase. Heh.

In the beginning, when we just got the house keys, we were both so very wildly excited and running up and down those steps was nothing! No biggie! Its good exercise. We are young, and even if we have children in the future, so? Good exercise for them too, and worse come to worse, we build a fence around the stairs la (so kids don't fall down the stairs).

Now, not too long ago, I stand on the top of the stairs, thinking did I forget anyting? Better double check so I don't have to run up again. Check every room, open the drawers.

This comes after a few lessons of forgetting to turn off the light or the aircon, or leaving our wallets or phones upstairs. Only to realize our mistake, when we are sitting in the car. Running up two long flights of stairs is no fun. You may think its nothing, but at the end of the day, it is fucking tiring. Haha.

Seriously, I am not complaining. We are still young. This is not a home for people aged over 40 or 50 and above.

So, where was I? Oh yea, the clubhouse was our choice of location. For pre-dinner drinks. Formal introductions.

And now they finally meet. :)



These photos are all from last year. Now they all recognise each other (hopefully).



I have not been swimming for a while now. The last time was probably when we brought Dolphin to the pool. Don't think I have blogged about that too. Oh well. Next time.

This is Dolphin. Oh, and me.

If it does not rain, I shall go swimming tonight. *determined. Have to lose some weight before Chinese New Year, to look good in new clothes! :D CNY shopping is done.

The past weekend was spent shopping and more shopping. Shopping with cs for his cny clothes. And man. Its so unfair. His shopping was done in a total of 30 mins or less!! Whereas mine was done in a span of two weeks, from Spring to Jalan Tun Jugah, to One Jaya, to Jenny, to the many differnet online blogshops and I am still waiting for items to deliver to my house. HUGE difference eh. This is just clothes, not including shoes, bags, accessories.

On Saturday, I went shopping with my parents for mostly cny goods too. Cookies, cakes, sweets, chocs, food in general to offer people who will be visiting our house from CNY eve to the 4th or 5th day of CNY. Busy busy.

Next weekend's itinerary includes baking and cleaning. Time flies eh. I used to miss CNY at home when studying abroad, and wish I could come back home. And now, I know I did the right thing! Life is so much better here! There is no place like home.

The first glimpse

Oh man. So long since I last posted something up. Over the past few days, I did write things down, saved it as a draft, and in the end decided not to post it up. There are just some things I still don't feel comfortable sharing with everyone yet. Friends and strangers alike. Maybe later.

So ho hum what to talk about today. Come 2011 and I am so busy everyday. Busy with Chinese New Year stuff, buying cakes, cookies, clothes, cleaning the house (the one I am staying in and the one I will be moving into). This applies to both house. We just got a washing machine yay. I can't believe I am excited about washing clothes. How much more house wifey can you get?

Haha. Don't worry. This is something that will NOT last. Of this, I am sure.

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Cs and I were scouting for wedding locations the other day. I wrote this down that day when I arrived home, because I don't want to forget this. I want to remember it so I can still envision it and somehow try to replicate it in the future.

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As I stepped out of the elevator, as the walkway ended, my eyes were drawn to the beautiful flower arrangements hanging and trailing all over the walls and the ceiling. Two workers were busy at work. They were transforming the hallway for the event happening at night.

There were workers everywhere putting the finishing touches to the table and flower arrangements. Some more are busy testing the projector systems, and the band are busy doing a sound check.

I see a real life cardboard printout of the happy couple. Photos everywhere. The hall was packed full with tables and chairs; the last table number I read out was 91. I learnt later that there were 10 more tables inside the other lounge with a projector screen showing the ballroom live.

There were clouds and clouds of white gossamer hanging from the ballroom. Covering the entire ceiling. There were flower arrangements everywhere, hanging from the walls, down the red carpet were eight flower pedestrals and an arch, and even a make shift mini flower garden at the entrance.

The tables and chairs were covered in white. The chair covers were tied with pink or lavender silk ribbons. The head table is set for 20 people, draped in gold and halfway decorated. But I have no doubt that it will be beautiful.

There were four huge projector screens in the ballroom; two in front and two at the back. As I was walking around and admiring everything, the band started playing and singing Casablanca. It was so beautiful, I almost had tears in my eyes. His voice. It was simply amazing. The sax. The sound system.

As I looked up, I catch my breath again. The stage was beautifully lit with fairy lights and cut outs of the couple’s names on the very edge. It was just 4pm by then. The band was rehearsing; the workers were busy putting the finishing touches. The couple are blissfully oblivious to this scene.

Never have I entered a ballroom and had my breath taken away so literally again and again. I am just a hopeless romantic at heart, aren’t I? Never have I attended a wedding that looked anything like this. And this is just not even the real thing yet. Just the rehearsal.

How to describe it? It felt like you were walking into a dream when you entered the room. A different place. Just wow. What does it take to put together something like that?

And now, I know. It is the little details that bring everything together. The little detail that matters.

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So yea, time to get to work. That is what has been occupying most of my time online. Instead of blogging. Researching for more photos and information, and then trying to put them into action. I need an assistant and more sponsors.

*For the sake of a photo:

New Year Eve post and gibberish

Come 2011 and I am getting lazier to blog. Too many things to do everyday ie Facebook and stalking people's profiles on FB. No lar. Kidding.

Ah Ong and Nana welcomed a handsome baby boy, Jarrod Tan on 8 Jan 2011! Congrats again guys!! So happy for you guys.

My gosh. Time flies. The second baby in the group already. And Wee Lee should be giving birth soon..

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Moving on. I have been eating too much food recently. Mum made yummy lamb shank. She cooked six of these for dinner that night. One for each of us. Its pretty easy to see why almost everyone in the family is a plus size eh.

And why I need to work out more often. Gah. But, this is so good. The meat is so tender, the sauce just right. Not too rich or heavy.



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My New Year's Eve was spent at Sarawak Club. Theme of the night was Garden of Eden.

Weird choice I think. I saw a couple of women walking around carrying a big plastic apple, and a golden snake hung on her arm. Should have taken a photo with her.



It was a good hair day. And the only person who successfully curled my hair without me whining afterwards was the senior hairstylist at BLONDE. Haha. Great skills man! I should go back there more often.



The person who looked most at ease in this photo is Winnie. Mum's expression looks almost angry, but she is in fact paiseh. Mummy is shy.



The ballroom. It was black tie so everyone was so dressed up. Men in suits and the women in pretty party dresses. Most of them maxi dresses.

At home, I felt so overdressed. But luckily we did though. We blended in perfectly. I am writing in short sentences because I am tired and my nails are slowing me down. Have yet to cut them. I sound so bimbotic to myself. I only care about my looks and I whine about my hair and nails oh man.





OK. Done with the New Year post. Finally. Heh. Been meaning to post up the photos in ages but they take forever to upload bah. Time is precious. Tick tock tick tock no time to wait. And no time to edit and resize photos. I shall never make it as a blogger or anything else for that matter, what with my limited patience to wait.

Its the same with everything else in life. When applying make up, I slap things on and as long as the overall effect is ok, then I am ok. I need some non bimbotic examples lar. This reflects badly on me..

Moving on. CNY is a-coming. Going out with mum to go buy CNY cakes and cookies. Dad has made an appointment with me to start cleaning the house next Sunday.

P/S: I realized that I actually curse much less now!! In this whole post, there is not one Damn, dammit, fcuk, chee bye nada. I am a new woman!

Its a Love Hate Relationship

This is Cherrie in a good temper. At times like these, when she is looking like this, it is so easy to love her, pamper her, coddle her.

She is docile, tame, like a dog. Not a wildcat.



But she can still look like this and suddenly jump up and bite you on your hand. Hard. Instant two holes, bruise and a drop of blood.

You should really see Eli's arms and legs. If you didn't know better, you would think that we abuse Eli.

More like Cherrie abuses Eli. I keep telling Eli to just hit her hard when she bites you. Teach her. Let her know who is the boss!

There is a reason why Cherrie bites Eli more than us. Its because she can somehow sense that Eli is afraid to hit her. Eli always coddles her and reward her for this and that. Which I think is senseless.

Sure, reward is good. But for the right time. Eli tells Cherrie she is a good girl, just for eating.

I have so little patience. With Cherrie, it is so obvious, what type of parent I would be in the future.

The scary type. The one most likely to lose her temper and slap her child in public. Haha. No lar. Not in public. Just at home. Hit and lecture enough so that he/she knows never to do that in public.

God I hate kids that shout and run amok in public. At restaurants, supermarkets, airport, in the plane. Obviously kids don't know better. Its the parents fault. Its up to the parent to teach them.

And I really hope my future kids better be kwai. For their own sakes. Heh.

I was brought up to think like that. My parents taught us better than that. Or rather, my mum trained us better than that.

Mum used to bring out a cane in the car. So she can still hit us when we misbehave. Or quarrell with each other.

My family's little private joke is that in the future, when Winnie and Kevin's kids misbehave, all they have to threaten them is: I'll send you to Aunty Amy!

So very wtf right? I can't be that bad. But alas. I know I am. Woe on my future kids.

Damai getwaway!

Cs and I recently went to Damai, in conjunction with our two year anniversary. Time flies. I have been saying this almost every time I write a new post. Then, when I read other blogs or in Facebook, it seems like almost everyone else feels the same way. Good. I'm not the only weird one..

Anyway. It feels like we have only celebrated the first one not so long ago..

I took a day off from work, so we could go on a weekday, and avoid the crowd. But, it was so so so crowded! Year end holidays, and school holidays!

So many people everywhere. Checking in and out at the lobby, kids running amok and screaming all the way, as well as alot of tourists and their children by the beach. So crowded.

The waves were huge that day! Strong winds and overcast clouds. It had been raining on and off that day, and for the past week, and this week for that matter.

I look like some siao chabo. Haih. It was red flag day, meaning the beach was deemed dangerous, and no lifeguards are on duty.

Nonetheless, we ventured out to sea and got thrown about and smacked in the face by the waves. Hence, the hairstyle. Drank alot of sea water in the process. Hehe.


Bad hairday.

We gave up after shrieking and screaming (me of course - and swallowing some more sea water), after about 10 to 15 mins? The waves were just too strong that day. There was just no way we could go swimming or even lazing around in the sea that day.

The pool outside the lobby was closed. So the beach was full of people. I wanted to go to the hilltop pool, but was afraid that it would be packed with people as well. So we stayed on the beach taking photos to chill for a while.

Its nice to have a bf fiance (hahaa) who will willingly take photos of me all the time without making a face. As evidenced! Plenty of photos! Thanks btw. :D



After a while, we went up to begin the long climb up the hilltop.



The longest journey begins with a single step. Or was it a journey of a thousand miles begin with a single step. Whatever. Confucius was right..



There are some more hotel rooms up here. Never stayed up here before though.



Long climb up and long legs. :) Quite pleasantly surprised to find a flattering photo of my legs. Don't be fooled Amy. Its the angle. Just the angle. Alas. In real life, they don't look like that though. Boo.



After a thousand or so steps later, we have arrived at our destination!


The hilltop pool or infinity pool.

I have always wondered why they call it infinity pool. So I went to google and wiki it. Quote from wikipedia, "An infinity edge pool (also named negative edge, zero edge, disappearing edge or vanishing edge pool) is a swimming or reflecting pool which produces a visual effect of water extending to the horizon, vanishing, or extending to infinity".

And they are also supposedly very expensive to build. Hmm..interesting. I'm such a geek, I can read wikipedia nonstop cos it links here and there nonstop. Hehe. Nerd.

For example, from Wikipedia infinity pools, I clicked on this link! OMG!! The Infinity Pools at Jade Mountain. Fcuking awesome!! Excuse me, I'm sorry but there is no other word!! Awesome!

Its located in St. Lucia. Please explore the website if you are free now, like me! It is just so beautiful! Like somewhere in heaven. There are no words to describe.

It looks like someplace the Lifestyles of the Rich and Famous can be found. Probably might see Prince William and Kate Middleton there in the pool. Or David and Victoria Beckham sipping cocktails at the lounge..

Never mind. People like us vacation at Damai.



We also have a pretty awesome view here in Kuching here what..


Sunset by the beach/pool is always blisss..



Some more photos of our infinity pool. :)



Oh btw, did I mention that the hilltop pool was virtually empty save for us? When we arrived, (me panting and wheezing after those 1,000 steps), there were a few people in the pool. Never too crowded. Plenty of space to laze around and enjoy ourselves still.



But most people seem to leave quite early. About 6pm. So, it was just cs and I. Hmm..I wonder why? Hungry probably? But it was good news for us cos I can take photos like this without being watched..



The pool closed at 630pm btw. The sign says 7pm but the lifeguards told us 630pm, so they can do their stuff. Clean the pool or err jump in themselves? Wonder what it would be like to work there?

Maybe in the beginning, I would be like waa waa waa..I have the most awesome view compared to office workers. Heh poor folk. But after long, I would be sick and tired of Damai and the view when I am tired and miss home. Then when I want to relax and go to the beach, I end up being frustrated cos there is no place to go and I dont want to go Damai cos its my office. Hahaa.

OK. Bye~~