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Mom, foodie, mall-rat.

Tuesday, 24 November 2015

Yay! School is out!

Here we are at the end of another school year. Sarah had a fun year in primary four. Her results were fair for the effort she put in. She got number 18 in a class of 39. Each time I feel like transforming into a Tiger Mom, I count to ten and breathe. Her father and I just want her to enjoy learning and understand the concepts plus how to think outside of the box to solve problems.

The recent UPSR results have shown so many parents racing to show off their children's results. I am happy for those who have 5As but what about the children who did not get all As. Why sideline them? 

This mentality of going up stage and parading As should be stopped. All the kids should go on stage no matter what their results are or nobody goes up at all.

Just pick up the results and go home. No need be sad if you do not get all As and no need to gloat if you do. 

Saturday, 31 October 2015

The thirteenth year

This is the first year that we forgot all about our wedding anniversary. I only realized the next day. No photo, no dinner, no nothing. Haha! I pray that we have another 13 years together. It has a been quite a journey so far with Sarah and Ali as the bond of our love. No regrets and I am grateful.

Saturday, 19 September 2015

Sarah at the Science Fair

Sarah was selected to join a science fair. She and her team members were given a brief to build a green beach house. They only had 2 weeks to practice. They stayed back after school to build the mock up.
Come competition day, they realized belatedly that they were not to scale. Their beach house was the biggest of them all. As you can see from the photo, the beach house was supposed to be within the box. They had fun participating nevertheless.

Monday, 31 August 2015


I am proud to be Malaysian and be born after Merdeka. It is a beautiful country blessed with rich soil, bountiful seas and lush green jungles with a hodgepodge of race, colour and creed for its people.

For me, the Rukun Negara says it all.
Kepercayaan kepada Tuhan
Kesetiaan kepada Raja dan Negara
Keluhuran Perlembagaan
Kedaulatan Undang-Undang
Kesopanan dan Kesusilaan

Selamat Hari Merdeka!!!!

Tuesday, 28 July 2015

Forty three!!

When I was 17, I thought 40 was really, really old. Well, lookie here, I am now 43 thus I am really, really old. But honestly where did all the years go? I remember working at McDonalds, Ampang Park after SPM. My pay was RM1.81 an hour. When I got my first pay cheque, I felt really flush. Haha. 
Anyway, for my 43rd day on earth, I decided that I wanted to eat Japanese at a sushi bar that I've read about. It had good reviews from other foodies. So off we trooped to Ichiro Sushi Bar at One Utama for lunch. Food there was superb although a tad more expensive than our usual Sushi King. 

For cake we went to Alexis at BSC in the evening. Was still so full from lunch so only had dessert. Sarah of course had to have a whole pizza - for herself! That child can eat pizza daily if I let her.

Anyway, syukur alhamdulillah - I am grateful and thankful that He has allowed me to live to be 43 years old and insya'Allah for another 43 years. 

Tuesday, 23 June 2015

Ali turns 2

Our little bundle of joy has grown. He is a boisterous, hyper and fun-loving boy. We love him so much and wish only good things to come his way. 

He can say 'Daddy" but not "Mummy" how did that happen?

But the word "Nen-nen" comes out perfect!

As it was Ramadhan, we celebrated after buka puasa. Chose Marmalade at Bangsar Village II because it has a kids play area. Crucial to keep birthday boy happy until time to break fast. We got him 3 construction vehicles as that is favorite now. He loves backhoes, digger, dump trucks, cement mixers etc. Also loves cars and tractors. Trains and planes not so much. Perhaps in time to come.

Sunday, 31 May 2015

Thinking out loud

I took off my 'tudung' (hijab) a year ago. I just did not want to wear it anymore. I felt hot and bothered so I took it off. A few asked while many were too polite but in their minds they were making their own conclusions. Oh she will go to hell indeed. Oh her husband will get lots of 'dosa' (sin). Oh I hope her faith is weak never on the right path anyways. Whatever. I wore it for a good five years. I remember the first day I stepped out of the house in it. Felt weird with my hair all covered but I didn't feel hot or bothered then. I was happy to wear it. Felt safe and calm.

Five years on, I decided, nah, don't wanna anymore. So there. It does not mean I am unhappy, stressed and crazy. 

I just don't want to wear it anymore.