Over the weekend, we found out that my sister-in-law's sister-in-law-to-be (my sister-in-law is getting married in less than 2 weeks) is pregnant. And she's only 22 (I think???). That's just totally thrown me.
Anyway, with the pressure mounting with Sam and stuff, hubby and I had a long discussion. We debated, we talked, we looked at pros and cons. We thought about it long and hard. And finally, we came to a decision.
And so, 2 Sundays ago...we made it official.
What's official, I hear you say?
*drum roll please*
K is for Kitt.
Kitt is the new puppy we've adopted from the pet rescue. What does this have to do with getting pregnant? Well, this is the easiest way for us to add to the family without my having to suffer through childbirth. So will put up pictures of Kitt a bit later when we have good ones of our newest addition to the family.
In the meantime, stop talking about me getting pregnant. Coz' then we might think about getting yet another dog and I doubt I'd be able to handle 3.
Sam lost a puppy tooth last nite. This was the first tooth that we had found and it was the first time I'd ever found a puppy tooth.
I was excited!
Hubby wanted to put this under her pillow. The littl' voice in my head said "Now, what would the tooth fairy give a puppy?"
Of course, before we could get to the tooth, Sam was chewing on it and playing with it. Sorta like how a kid plays with their tooth before it falls out (and then does God only knows what with it before putting it under their pillow).
I remember writing a letter to the Tooth Fairy when I lost my tooth (RM1 seemed like a lot of money back then!). Back then, when I was young and naive, how was I to know that the letter would end up in my mother's possession?
Oh how life flies by when you're not paying attention...
The following is courtesy of lil miss jaded which is a reminder to us all of growing up:
I am hereby officially tendering my resignation as an adult
I have decided i would like to accept the responsibilites of an 8-year old again
I want to go to McDonald's and think that it's a four star restaurant.
I want to sail sticks across a fresh mud puddle and make ripples with rocks.
I want to think M&Ms are better than money because you can eat them.
I want to lie under a big oak tree and run a lemonade stand with my friends on a hot summer day.
I want to still believe that someday my knight in shining armour will wisk me off my feet
I want to return to a time when life was simple.
When all you knew were colors, multiplication tables, and nursery rhymes,
but that didn't bother you, because you didn't know what you didn't know and you didn't care.
All you knew was to be happy because you were blissfully unaware of all the things that should
make you worried or upset.
I want to think the world is fair.
That everyone is honest and good.
I want to believe that anything is possible.
I want to be oblivious to the complexities of life and be overly excited by the little things again.
I want to live simple again.
I don't want my day to consist of computer crashes, mountains of paperwork, depressing news,
how to survive more days in the month than there is money in the bank, doctor bills, gossip,
illness, and loss of loved ones.
I want to believe in the power of smiles, hugs, a kind word, truth, justice, peace, dreams,
the imagination, mankind, and making angels in the snow.
So...here's my checkbook and my car keys, my credit cards and all my responsibility.
I am officially resigning from adulthood.
And if you want to discuss this further, you'll have to catch me first, 'cause,
"Tag! You're it."
Also, I'm about to make some changes to my life and will need some time to think and reflect. Hopefully, it won't be too long.
To Wai Seng's parents, we are here for you. They say that things happen for a reason. At this point in time, you may question that. And you have every right to. But that doesn't change that we will be here for you.
Living one day at a time;
Enjoying one moment at a time;
Accepting hardships as the pathway to peace;
Taking, as He did, this sinful world
as it is, not as I would have it;
Trusting that He will make all things right
if I surrender to His Will;
That I may be reasonably happy in this life
and supremely happy with Him
Forever in the next.
Two Sundays ago, hubby & I went to a dog rescue place to look at puppies. I had my eye on a jack russell cross daschund but hubby thought that she would be too small. So we picked another puppy from the group.
She's small with liquid brown eyes and the colour of black, white and salt and pepper. She's got a streak across her side/back that looks like a cross between a lightening bolt and half of a heart shape.
The pet store guy where we got her kennel and other puppy stuff said that she'll like water (yet when I gave her a bath, she squirmed and complained loudly).
She's now 9 weeks old and is intelligent (so says the vet and from what we've seen). When we first got her, she would run to her favourite spot and curl up into a ball whenever I scolded her (trying earnestly to look innocent). Now, she just barks back at me (sounds like a teenager talking back!). She also walks away when I scold her (and when I say where do you think you're going, turn back and give me a pathetic look)!
She's gotten into the habit of climbing onto my lap and curling up to fall asleep. Sometimes, she has dreams and she tremors. Sometimes, she stretches and falls over (it's so funny to watch).
And when she's awake, her goal is to chew my fingers or toes to bits. That or chew her toy to bits...or somehow manage to get it under the couch and try to crawl under the couch to retrieve it, ultimately getting stuck.
Everyday, when I'm at work, I miss her. I don't miss the pee's that she does when she comes into the house (what can I say, we're still in the process of toilet training her). But I miss her company when I'm not there.
& every morning before I leave to work, it breaks my heart to say bubbye. She knows it and makes it harder by sitting on my feet and looking at me. And then she whines... reminds me of a crying child that you leave at daycare.
Some think her antics are hilarious. Others think that it's so cute (reminds them of their dogs a long long time ago). And some say that this is good practice for when we have a child.
I say that if this is good practice, I think we could probably put off having a baby for a little while longer. Just don't mention it to my mom.
Danny, we feel for your family and we are sorry that you and your family have to go through this grief. When you sms'd me your decision, I was in shock. I couldn't believe that you were giving up hope. But I respect your decision. And as parents, I'm sure it was a hard one to make.
I hope however that knowing the following gives you some sort of comfort:
The Buddhist believe that when a baby is born into the world and is taken away soon after, that he is a very pure being. This rebirth is his final reincarnation before he enters Nirvana, or what is known as Heaven. It is his karma that he has to suffer briefly, to be purged of all sins, before he is led into Heaven.
I don't know if you have left Wai Seng's life in the hands of the Lord yet. But whatever the case, we will still continue to pray. Both for him, as well as for the both of you. & we haven't forgotten our twin boys just yet...
This is his story:
"My parents brought him to a clinic in my hometown for a checkup. Several issues were raised and from the diagnosis, the doctor mentioned that Wai Seng has a heart disorder and needed to be admitted immediately. He was referred to another Paediatrician in Gleneagles and was admitted last Saturday. According to the doctor, it is a miracle that he could live now until now as it is common for babies with this disorder to pass on within few weeks from birth. It was simply a miracle!
An operation to correct this disorder was scheduled on 9 July 2007. However on the eve of the operation day, his body refused to function and he had a cardiac arrest. We were with him, and we saw him breathing his last breath, and looking at all the doctor and nurses trying their best to resuscitate him. Our prayers were answered and he was revived!
He is now in ICU and we have engaged 3 specialists, the similar Paediatrician, a Heart Surgeon, and a Post-Operative Doctor, to look into his needs. Our families and friends are praying for his recovery. My heartfelt gratitude and thanks to all of them who prayed and continue praying for Wai Seng."
It makes me sad that such young, innocent angels have to suffer such trials so early in their lives. It just makes me appreciate even more what DN said - "It doesn't matter if it's a boy or a girl. As long as it's healthy, that's all that we pray for".
I ask that you join me in prayer for these two boys. I pray for hope - I hope they will continue to be the little soldiers that they are, and fight for life because they've made it this far. It is truly amazing to behold, the will power of something so tiny. Perhaps there is a lesson that we can take away from this. That size or age or religion does not matter. Tenacity can overcome many things. A baby's will power can overcome many things. Sometimes, even death.
How do I love thee? Oh let me count the ways.
I love thee to the death of my sight,
My stomach heaves, my fist is clenched tight.
For the end of living and everyday haste,
Oh why do I try, it's just such a waste.
Most quiet need be, I work til the night,
I love thee so much, I do what is right.
I love thee so true, I believe I'd turn blue,
From being a good employee, so much unlike you.
I love thee with passion, put to good use,
But never will I get any of the dues.
For you promise so much, but so little you give,
I bet you don't even care if I live!
So to work I say, I do love you so,
Just like a blister on my big toe.
Just like lying on a bed of nails,
You work so slow, even worse than a snail.
I don't care anymore, I'll just walk away,
Perhaps then, you might notice, hey!
But I look at the bills, oh boy there's a few,
So I harden my heart and get back in the queue.
Back to being shoved in my square littl' place.
I must remember to breathe, to remember there's an end,
Perhaps, only then, we could possibly be friends.
But I'd probably shove a stake through my heart first.
I heard a little angel has gone back to your arms. I pray that You will look after this angel and the family, who is no doubt in suffering at the moment. May You bestow compassion and understanding to the people that this family deal with so that they may pass through this painful period with support from loved ones and friends. May You also look after them and give them the strength to continue on with life.
On this day, I also give thanks for the many blessings I have received. I give thanks that my loved ones are well and happy, and that we have shelter and food. I give thanks for their love and support and for being there when I need them. I give thanks that my friends are alive and kicking, and are healthy and well. I am grateful that I have friends who keep me sane, and friends who make sure I'm insane. There are so many things that I could give thanks for but the people in my life are the most important.
Today, I take a moment out of the craziness of everyday life and whisper a prayer. I want to remind myself of how lucky I am and give thanks for all that I have because someday in the future, only God knows when, it might be the time for me to close the book and end the story.
So God, I know you're listening. You know the drill.
Anyway, getting down to business. Time to do what 'D B' tagged me with. So here we go:
15 Things I'd Like To Do Before I Die:
1) Have children, see them grow up and be there to teach them the important things in life - like lose the game/a friend/money but don't lose the lesson...Fall and fall again, just pick yourself up every time...Make friends, they make the world a whole lot less lonely...so many lessons, so little time.
2) Become financially independent and buy a home in Malaysia so that my parents can watch their grandchildren grow up (something I never had the pleasure of...grandparents passed away when I was young).
3) Travel to Europe (I've always wanted to go to France...it just seems like such a romantic place to be)...but I'm not that fussed as to where. Anywhere in Europe is good.
4) Write a book which helps someone...somehow. Anyone know anybody who's willing to talk about their experience with any form of substance abuse?
5) Find a way to help increase world literacy...I'm happy to start with Malaysian literacy. Kids need to be able to read, regardless of what their parents want (or don't in this case).
6) Be fluent in Mandarin (oh man, I still remember who turned me off Mandarin classes...this huge, balding Chinese teacher who would put a pig to shame. Now that I think about it, I shouldn't compare him to a pig - it doesn't do the pig any justice).
7) Play in an orchestra (don't really mind which instrument...I really should start my flute lessons and I hear it's easy to pick up the cello but wouldn't it be cool to be someone from percussion section? Like a harpist...).
8) Be able to display a piece of my art - be it through photography or some other way. I guess it doesn't have to be an exhibition. It just has to be good enough to be displayed.
9) Buy my dad a really cool 4WD. Like a Pajero. Or Jeep. Then he can go bush-bashing on the way to his fishing destination.
10) Grow old with hubby and spend our 50th anniversary on some secluded island.
11) Take a cruise to the Artic or the Carribbean. I know, pretty extreme in temperatures but I wanna see polar bears...or have some Carribbean food and soak in the culture.
12) Read all the books in our library and then some. I keep adding to our collection so this is a never ending dream.
13) Find a career - not just a job. Something I look forward to everyday which still pays the bills and the mortgage and the shopping and all my needs and wants.
14) Open a bookstore + kopitiam + a kid area similar to what Ikea has. Doesn't have to be a big place but it definitely has to be comfy. Some place where regulars can hang out.
15) Write (not email but conventional snail mail) to each person who has changed my life and thank them simply for being there.
There. I've done it. Can't be bothered about tagging anyone else. I'd like to read your list but if you don't want to do it...*shrug* I'm not gonna be the one to convince you to! Now, I'm going to sleep. I've got a case of the sniffles and need my sleep. Good nite!
Hubby & I try to commute to and from work together. We usually drive to the train station and take the train to work and back home again.
Today, after work, I reached the train station before he did and was reading my book while waiting for him. Along came a young girl, who stopped in front of me and said:
"Do you have a spare dollar? I don't have any money to go home."
Now the thoughts that raced through my mind went something like this...
- Hmmm...she's got quite a few piercings on her face...
- She looks 'Goth' (but I shouldn't judge someone by her looks)...
- A dollar isn't going to get her home unless she's a student
- How do I know she's not lying to me? What if she's on drugs or something?
"Is twenty cents okay?" I asked.
"I guess so. Thanks," she mumbled and shuffled off.
I went back to my book but couldn't concentrate. I looked up a couple of minutes later and saw her at the ticket machine. I don't know how but she got the fare she needed to buy a ticket.
I kinda feel a littl' bit bad for not giving her the dollar. A few years ago, I might have given it to her without any further thought. It's kinda sad knowing that you can't trust strangers anymore or reach out to help someone coz' you'd end up get bitten in the bum for doing so. Has my previous job in Fraud and my exposure to House MD made me believe that "Everybody Lies"? Should I have given her the dollar?
In the great scheme of things, I guess a dollar isn't that big a deal. But the thought that has been haunting me ever since I reached home was this:
"What if my child needed a dollar? Would someone give it to her?"
Yup, that's right. That is the conclusion. The conclusion to my 'Should I or shouldn't I write a book ' question is that it shall be a story book.
At this moment, I think uncle is probably going "WHAT?"
Well, if I think about it, you're actually the one who gave me the idea. You errr..."said" (even though it's via MSN, it's still said, technically, right?):
"Talk to old people. Ask them the question".
And magically, that fed through to my brain and turned itself into A Story Book. Literally.
If I can't fill the book up with my made-up stories, then I'm sure other people have stories to share as well. And what else is a good writer but a good storyteller? So yes, between uncle and I, we've decided that the first draft will be done by the end of this year. A pretty ambitious target to set but I did say at the beginning of the year that one of my goals for this year would be to learn or acquire another source of income.
Well...we can attempt to see if this could possibly be a starting point.
So we are halfway through the year and I have 6 more months to figure out how I'm going to turn this idea into reality. I may turn to some of you for help, ideas and inspiration. I won't hold you to helping...but I will appreciate anything thrown my way. If you know interesting people, let me know. If you don't know if they're interesting, still let me know. Because I want the stories to reflect life in general...as long as you're breathing, you have something to share.
I'm still figuring out if I want this solely to be about people our age...somewhere along the continuum of Generation X meets Generation Y or to be just about anyone. I don't know. I guess that will sort itself out. Things always have a way of working out in the end. So *cross fingers*...and *uncross fingers* coz' it's a lot faster to type with all of them.
And now, let the games begin...
(by a recently self confessed shutterholic)
All I need to do now is figure out how to copyright my pictures...
View from the Shangri-La
A peek at the Bridge from the Rocks
Sunset on the ferry
On the upper deck of the Train
Couldn't believe there was a PC Tower in the middle of nowhere
How blue is the sea?
Again at the beach...
A random leaf (what can I say, it's the end of Autumn...)
A tribute to the tree next to our the bus stop
Down Argyle Lane
Going through the Harbour Bridge
Three Wise Monkeys (can't say how sober they might be though...)
The Strand (couldn't afford anything but just had to get a picture!)
by Michael Buble
Now, let me get over this and get it done with before blogging next about Sydney.
Layer One: On The Outside
Name : First name NinJa, Last name MoO (as if that wasn't obvious enough!)
Birth Date : Hmmm....the 30th. Technically, I should be able to get away with that since it says 'Birth Date'.
Current status : Happily Married
Eye Colour: Mochacinno without the froth
Hair Colour : Dark brown although I'm thinking if I should try that whole purple phase again...
Righty or Lefty : Righty. Although I'd love to learn how to be ampidexterous (screw the spelling, can't be bothered to have a peek at the dic).
Layer Two: On The Inside
Your Heritage : Chinese Nyonya with possibly some thing else thrown in the mix (who knows what my ancestors were up to!)
Your Fears : Not having my parents around to spoil my kids and help me bring them up right
Your Weakness : Books...and bookstores. I could spend hours and hours in a good bookstore and loads and loads of money on books...*sigh* *drools*
Your Perfect Pizza : Thin crust pepperoni...does it for me everytime.
Layer Three : Yesterday, Today, Tomorrow
Your Thoughts First thing when you wake up : Where is that damn snooze button?
Your Bedtime : Hubby & I go to bed pretty early...I'd say about 10:30-ish? Unless other things crop up...
Your Most Missed Memory : I miss working at MPH 1U2...I can't believe I actually miss working. But when you're with great people, working ain't so bad.
Layer Four : Your Pick
Pepsi or Coke : I guess it'd have to be Coke if I had to choose.
McDonald’s or Burger King : Over here, I'd have to say Burger King. But back in Malaysia, it would have to be McD's hands down!
Single or Group Dates : Hahaha. It depends on the situation.
Adidas or Nike : Oh man, I've got both!!! Love them both, but use them for different situations so...can't pick!
Tea or Nestea : Same situation here! Love my hot tea and love my cold Nestea (especially the green tea one! *yum!*)
Chocolate or Vanilla : Chocolate please! (Just bought a bag of Snickers...yum yum yum!!!)
Cappucino or Coffee : Errr...neither. Not a big fan of coffee breath...but absolutely love the smell of freshly brewed coffee...mmmmmmmmmm...
Layer Five : Do You..
Smoke : Nope. Stuffed a pack of the neighbour's ciggies down the drain once. Man, was he blooming mad. Tried to tell him that it was bad for his health (gimme a break, I was what...9? 10?)
Curse : Hahaha...*fish sticks!*
Take a shower : Yup...don't have the luxury of having a bath that often.
Have a crush : Right now? Ermm...not really.
Think you’ve been in love: Most definitely...& more than once as well!
Go to school : Ermm...haven't been to school in awhile!
Want to get married : Hahaha...believe it or not, I never did the whole 'thinking about my wedding & wondering what it would be like' before hubby proposed. But it's all good now. Believe in yourself : Most definitely!
Think you’re a health freak : If I was, I'd be out exercising somewhere instead of sitting in front of the computer, blogging...
Layer Six : In The Past Month
Drank alcohol : Some...can't remember what I had though. Must've been some wine...some mixers...*shrug*
Gone to the mall : Of course! What sorta question is that?
Been on stage : In my youth...
Eaten sushi : Oooooo yeah...looking forward to a good sushi session with Fairy Godmother when I get back to KL.
Dyed your hair : Not since I did the purple stint ages ago!
Layer Seven : Have You Ever..
Played A Stripping Game : Hahaha...my memory seems to fail me...
Changed Who You Were To Fit In: But why should I? *shrug* Maybe when I was younger but nowadays, I'm good with myself.
Layer Eight : Age
You’re Hoping To Be Married : Dunno...never set an age which I said I'd get married by.
Layer Nine : In a Girl / Guy
Best Eye Colour : The colour of stormy seas
Best Hair Colour : It's not the colour but the lustre
Short Hair or Long Hair : Short enough to ruffle but long enough for me to run my fingers through
Layer Ten : What Were You Doing
1 Min Ago : Chatting with my cousin on MSN
1 Hour Ago : Having dinner with hubby
1 Month Ago : Starting a new job
1 Year Ago: Actually, this is quite unreal. We were going through old smses and discovered that we were in Sydney a year ago! How coincidental is that?!?
I Love : Spending time with the people that mean the world to me...
I Feel : Life is passing me by and I feel it slipping through my fingers...
I Hate : Having no idea what I'm going to do with my life. Uncle says I should get pregnant - now how is a baby going to solve anything?
I Hide : My fears behind a smile and continue on because I have to.
I Need : To stop contemplating over my life and take some sort of action. Now, Uncle also said I should think about writing a book...should I? Could I?
Lots of food for thought...lemme think about it. Be back in a week.
I have, however, bought myself a pair of Crocs for the trip.
Some of you will think I'm mad. Some of you will think I've caved in to peer pressure. And others might wonder why I'd wanna walk around with holes in my shoes (hubby has asked me this question numerous times. I tell him that good ventilation is the key to un-smelly feet).
The answer to the question of "Why Crocs?" is simple. I want to be able to walk around Sydney in comfort.
I went to the Crocs website to have a look at their shoes and almost every pair I looked at had comfort somewhere in the lines. The Croc I bought says this:
• comfortable, cool, and molds to your feet • orthotic foot bed • advanced toe-box ventilation system • slip-resistant and non-marking soles • anti-microbial and odor resistant • italian styling • ergonomic certified • wide, roomy foot bed • made with croslite™ PCCR material • waterproof double stitched leather uppers • weighs only ounces
I'm going to try and get away with wearing them to this business lunch...but somehow, I think that might not happen. It's hard wanting to mix comfort with business - something always has to give. But unfortunately, the bottom line is this - holes and stripes somehow just don't go together.
& so, down to some serious packing I must go.
p/s - If you leave a comment, hopefully my 'Out of Office' reply will work. If not, blame it on IT.
pp/s - If you thought that you'd really get an 'Out of Office' reply, you really need to get out more often. I'll see you in Sydney.
And now, announcing our winners in their respective categories...
Name movies that you have seen more than 10 times
Sound of Music
Name a movie that you have seen multiple times in the theater
I'm sure there are a few others but I can't quite remember at this moment...
Name actors & actresses that would make you more inclined to see a movie
Name an actor that would make you less likely to see a movie
That guy from 'Nacho Libre'...what's his name? Jack Black?
Name a movie that you can do a quote from
Yoda: Do or do not. There is not try.
Name a movie musical that you know the lyrics to all songs featured
Definitely The Sound of Music. Now...where did I put my music score to that movie?
Name a movie that you would recommend everyone to see
Monsters Inc. The relationship portrayed is so beautiful in its simplicity.
Name a movie that you own
Hmm...I own a few but the last movie I bought was 'The Joy Luck Club' - was so surprised to find it here that I got it!
Name an actor that started in another medium but has surprised you with his/her performance
Erm...I don't know. Is TV another medium? Coz' I never expected Will Smith to be able to be so intense.
Have you ever seen a movie in a drive-in? If so, which one?
First time was with 'Chronicles of Narnia'. It was such a cool experience. You sit in your car in the middle of a huge car park with everyone else and tune your car radio into the entertainment system. Need to do it again this summer...
Ever made out at a movie?
How do we define making out?
Name a movie that you keep meaning to see but just have not yet gotten around to it
That's an unfair question. Hubby thinks my movie education is so bad that he has a list from here to the moon of movies I need to watch.
Ever walked out from a movie?
I always feel compelled to finish it, no matter how bad it is. I've had thoughts about walking out though...does that count?
Name a movie that made you cry in the theater
Oh man! I agree with Binx, there have been so many tear-jerker movies that I've watched! I don't even remember the last one!
What was the last movie you saw in the theater?
Borat: Cultural Learnings of America for Make Benefit Glorious Nation of Kazakhstan. I probably sat through 75% of the movie with my hands over my eyes going "Oh my GOD! I can't believe this is happening..."
What is your favourite/preferred genre of a movie?
What was the first movie you remember seeing in the theater?
Never Ending Story. I named one of my stuffed dogs 'Falkor' a long long time ago.
What movie do you wish you had never seen?
Oh, I don't know! Borat?
What is the weirdest movie you enjoyed?
Weird in what sense? Is 'The Corpse Bride' weird? I thought it was pretty cool.
What is the scariest movie you have ever seen?
'It' by Stephen King. It's no wonder I'm not a big fan of clowns.
What is the funniest movie you have ever seen?
Shrek hands down. Can't wait for Shrek the Third to come out!!!
Finally, there's light at the end of the tunnel. I'm at the end of my W/H series. When I first contemplated using a common theme and turning it into a series, I thought that it would be great to have a topic each week that directed my thinking.
Boy, was I wrong!
I guess for some (like artists or serial killers), having a common thread running through their 'masterpieces' makes identification easy. Me, I'm not one who wants someone to be able to recognise me easily (not including friends). I like blending into a crowd, camouflaging with the wallpaper. I don't like sticking out like a sore thumb.
Which is why what happened today made me turn a brilliant shade of red...
You see...I went for an awards recognition ceremony tonight. I was among 50 other colleagues being celebrated for living our company values. I almost had decided that I wasn't going to go but then my previous boss went "Are you going for the Values Nite?"
So I ended up going...quite reluctantly. I didn't see much point in going, since I was only a cog in the whole works and didn't expect to get anything.
Surprise, surprise! I was selected as one of the 8 finalists to go to Sydney to have lunch with the CEO (all expenses paid) and received a trophy and framed certificate. When my name was called out, I just couldn't believe my ears.
I walked up to the front of the room in a complete daze. The presenter read out what my previous boss had written about me, and I think I just about turned redder than a tomato and thought that having an endoscopy done was way easier than having 100 pairs of eyes looking at me.
After the entire experience, as I was walking home, I couldn't help but smile to myself. I was happy with the recognition. I swear there were butterflies in me - that would probably explain why I felt like I was flitting.
I still can't believe it happened...but I think I would've been just as happy being sent to the lunch with the CEO without going through the awards ceremony. Anything to avoid standing in front of 100 people.
p/s - Thanks for your sms AJ! It came on the way to the ceremony & brought a big smile to my face!
It's 9:30p.m. and we've just finished dinner.
"Why so late?" you might ask...well...we've just come back from a road trip.
"Why were you on a road trip?" Well, Pugly very kindly sent some tickets for us to stay in Margaret River. (We've got something for you Pugly, just to say thank you. We're not quite sure yet how we're going to send it considering it has something to do with sex and chocolate...)
"Why on earth did you go on a road trip in the middle of the week?" Ermmm...the free stay ended today. That's what happens when you procrastinate. But the road trip was amazing! Hubby & I have never been on a road trip together before....& although we were really excited about the trip, I'm too tired to go into details. As they say, a picture paints a thousand words.
So here's what we did...