Passion...

My best friend in KL has found her passion outside of work. She's opened up her own littl' store that sells fabrics and she also does sewing of clothes and bags and lots of other stuff. I'm really happy that she's found something that she enjoys doing that she can make money from and am a littl' jealous that she can do something with her hands and be creative...but I'm more stoked that she gets to do something that makes her happy.

I still remember way back in Form 3 when we had to sew a quilted bag for Kemahiran Hidup (also known as Home Ec in the Western World). My mom can't sew for nuts and so her mom let us use her sewing machine to do this project.  I remember spending a few afternoons at my best friend's house trying to get this dang thing together - trying to get straight lines that would make the grade and end up with an end product that resembled a quilted bag. Oh what folly...we probably managed three quarters of a bag before we broke the needle on the sewing machine.

Oh what fun....oh what anguish! It was great getting to spend time together. But at that moment, never did I hate sewing more than back then...and so did my best friend. But now? It brings her happiness. Which is great. I'm happy to hear that.

So check out this page: Beverly Collection. Its her littl' spot and I'd like to support her in every which way that I can. And hopefully, when she becomes successful one day and does her magazine interview, this will be one of those fond memories that comes up in conversation that gets into print and immortalizes that moment forever.

Sex: Baby NinJa

"It's a girl!!!"


I tried to tell mummy and daddy when they went to get my 19-week anatomy scan. I got a rainbow to appear in the sky when they were driving there as a sign...I think mummy got it. I think daddy was in denial.


Mummy told me to be good and to show the doctor whether I was a boy or a girl and I did...but then I went to sleep and got rudely awakened by the doctor with all her prodding and stuff of mummy's belly. So I sucked my thumb and rubbed at my eyes and moved a bit to get comfy again.


I hope mummy doesn't pinkify me...

Catch Up

Finally, getting to sit down and blog after a hectic 3 weeks...

What's been going on?

First, I had a work event. Not like a big big event, but still, sufficiently big enough for me to be working weekends and long days to get things up and running. But the end result was very satisfying. And the feedback from the participants was great - everyone had a great time and loved what we did.

Second, I organised a surprise party for hubby. My darling was turning the big 3-0 and at the spur of the moment (crazy, I know), I decided to throw him a surprise birthday party. So lots of organising and getting friends to come but its great that everyone was so cooperative and we managed to pull it off. He was surprised, I was happy and we lived happily ever after.

*grin*

So what's been happening this weekend? Baby window shopping. Ummm...that's not right, baby stuff window shopping! The first one made it sound like we went to the department store to pick a baby out...whilst funny, would have been totally weird to do that. So going around picking out what we think we need for NinJa. 4 essential big items and $2.5k or thereabouts later, I think it might be coming up to the time that I break open the piggy bank. Hmmmm...

And today, a spate of cleaning took hold of me and so I did cleaning this morning. Most unusual given that that's the last thing I think of doing any weekend (even though it needs to be done!) but I did it and I attribute it to this nesting instinct thing. *sigh* Nesting is bad...makes me sore after.

Oh well, I think its off to make some lunch now then perhaps end up convincing hubby that he needs to get down and dirty with me so that we can wash the furkids. Time for a good wash given that its 21 degrees at the moment...come on spring, I can feel you coming! Can't wait...

Lullaby: Baby NinJa

It's been a full day, NinJa's sleepy. Mummy will you sing me my

favourite lullaby?

"Somewhere over the rainbow,

Way up high.

There's a land that I heard of,

Once in a lullaby.

Somewhere over the rainbow...

Zzz...blue...

And the dreams...zzz...

Zzz...come true...zzzzz

Take me out to the ball game...

& take me out hubby did!

But not to a baseball game - over here, the main 'ball' game is footie. It's kinda a mix between rugby, handball and American touch. Season starts come winter & fans barrack for their favourite teams across the nation. Me, I've never been a big fan. But I've always wanted to experience a game. Just once.

& so when hubby announced that he had been offered free corporate box tickets to the game, I said yes! How much more fun would it be, sitting under cover, being served food and having a birds eye view on everything while soaking up the atmosphere?

& so that's what we did today. Along with 32,816 other people. With about 90% of the stadium dressed in purple.

The crowd was amazing. The game was full of "Oohhhh!"s and "Oowwww!"s and "Booo!"s and the ground & ball were all slippery from the drizzle. But the players didn't mind. & I was under shade so I didn't mind either.

My conclusions for the day?

1) The game's probably half an hour too long;

2) You need to start choosing a team; and

3) First game in a corporate box will spoil you for life. The food was great & the service was impeccable.

But definitely a true blue Aussie experience and I feel a bit more white for it. & when NinJa comes, it'll be something that we'll probably start doing - taking the kids out to the ball game.