Grrrr!!!

I am kind of mad with the people who talked at ear-splitting decibel.

It kills me at bullet-speed!

I wish I bring one of these books (which I hunted at the recent book fair) and read it in the washroom.

Kecil-kecil cili padi

My right hand is still aching as the result of weekend’s gardening. I am in pain but that is very gratifying. I pulled out the wild plants and loosen the soil a bit. That should be ready for next week project.

By the way, Emily is growing well despite being the smallest in her batch. I told her that she must stand as strong as the rest of the girls. I provided her a little extra shades and I really hope someday she can join the group.

P.S.  Emily is a bird’s eye chilli (or in Malay: cili padi) that I planted at the backyard.

Was is yellow or red?

Morning all!

Remember when I said I transferred some plants from the pots to the ground? I thought the watermelons (2 of them) would suffer because I unintentionally removed most soil from their roots. I thought perhaps that they could not adjust to the new soil. But this morning, I saw the stems are firmly standing there. So proud of them! Ooh! I cannot actually recall whether it is a yellow or a red melon, because I threw the skin and seeds as an organic fertilizer. I do not expect them to grow.

(Will post a photo later!)

Edited:  Photo added.  (:

Loving Monday

I was down with stomachache yesterday.  Hence, I had to spend my Monday recuperating at home.  I joked with friends that I was more than willing to get sick every Monday.  I mean, it is better than going through a Monday blues anyway.

Talking about the sickness.  It could be the wantan mee or the ABC that I took last Sunday night.  I have to bar these two stalls unless I really want to get another toilet-attack.

And I am lying about recuperating.  I snoozed for about half an hour before lunch (that was right after I took the medicines – which are to be taken before meal).  That is all.  Afterwards, I cleaned the house.  Do my laundry.  Transfer aloe vera, chilli and watermelons plants from pots to the ground.  Cut the grass using the trimmer.  Until I was attacked by the mosquitoes!  So I had to cancel my plan on washing my car because the itchiness really made me very uncomfortable that I need a shower a.s.a.p.!

I am eager to see how the plants today, especially the chillies since there are so many of it; I think at least 10 tiny trees.

Till then, have a happy Tuesday!

Sunday, I like you!

One of my Sunday’s pleasures is rummaging the old books at the second-hand bookseller.  The first pick was Bound Feet & Western Dress by Natasha Pang-Mei Chan.  On the second visit, I bought Wild Swan (Jung Chang).

(I shall write reviews that are more detailed on the books when… when it is possible erm, when I want to!)

I love the atmosphere at the open-air street market.  The air.  The vibe.  The uncle who blares his amplifier – I have yet to check out his collection of piring hitam (LP).  The auntie who asked if I want to buy her flowers.  The shoppers haggling for a lower price.  The durian seller with his display of artsy durian-chopping skill.  I prefer to observe these while slowly making my way to the favorite bookstall.

Normally I don’t stay at the stall for too long, perhaps just a good 10, 20 minutes to pick a book before I head out to the wet market to get my breakfast and Sunday’s copy of papers.

Bound Feet & Western Dress is a little bit old by my standard.  The book was cockroach-infested; judging by the holes and the stains in some pages.  Nevertheless, I am always fascinated by the old Chinese bound-feet culture so I got it for one weekend reading bliss.

As for Wild Swan, I borrowed it from a library before.  However, I still want to read it for a second time (I read some books for a second, or third, or numerous times).  A valid reason to purchase it, eh?  This one is still in a good condition – not smelly, just a little dusty (I guess due to the storage), although the edge of the cover is torn.

Have you read any books recently?

Wordless Tuesday

I am in the mood of writing although I have nothing to say actually. Yeah, the other day I was tempted to write about someone who got under my skin. But then again, I was thinking, that someday when I hit the old age I want to read something from the younger me which reminds me of a good time, a good friend, a good pet, a good food, a good place… Basically all the goodies stuff.  Besides, I believe that the person have no intention of doing so if he/she know that it blew me up; perhaps it is in their genes, you know, being nosey and all.

I also don't want to take the risk of them red-flagging me.  :o

Anyway, the office hour is almost over now.

I'm thinking what's for dinner tonight...

Flavors of the month

• Song:  爱上你 (Loving You) by S.H.E.  Can't stop playing this song again and again whenever I'm back from work.  Yesterday I found a very good blog where it translated the lyrics in pinyin and English!
• Food:  Home-cooked.  (Whoelses, hold tight to your chair!  LOL!!!)  Despite my limited capability to cook, I try to treat myself a home-cooked meal at least twice a week.  Nothing complicated, yet.  Most likely I'll just have a stir-fry mixed vege.  I just got to have my greens "contaminated" with other colors like white (tofu , fish cake) and yellow (young corn, egg, button mushroom).  Otherwise I'll keep thinking that "vege is so yucky and bitter!".  I'm skipping the deep-frying dish because I'm still recovering from cough.  Besides, I hate it when the oil is splattered while putting the food into the hot oil.
• Pastime:  Sleep!!!  I feel like I'm very deprived from a suffient sleeptime.  :(((((  Enough said.  I'm going to bed now.  Good night!

Brasil what?

I woke up early today because Shorty was barking desperately.  Being temporary chained to the door, I thought he might just asking me to let him go for a pee.  Poor thing!  But I guess the boys just want to see me and say "good morning, our girl" well before I oversleep into the noon.

Last night was a Holland versus Brasil match (2-1), not that I am a World Cup fan.  Just saying it as a matter of fact.  It does not matter which team is winning (at least to me - before you start barking at me).  Just that I don't get why some people are so hyper about team like Brasil.  Not that I am anti-Brasil either.  Just wondering...

The other day I was watching Germany versus England game.  The only World Cup match that I watched fulltime so far.  Was cheering for Gerrard although I don't favor any of the two teams.  Ooh!  And admiring Oezil at the same time.  For his skill (and a little bit on his doe-like eyes!).

Now, now...  Why do I write about football (or soccer)?!  Gotta stop mumbling and get my coffee!

Have a great (World Cup) weekend, peeps!

Midday laziness

Went for chicken rise rise rice for lunch with the girls.  I cannot finish the rice (as usual); but even so I still feel like something or someone is pulling down my eyelids.  Too sleepy until I wrongly spelled rice (rise) twice!  I thought of going for coffee at the canteen but it's still to early for it and I'll be as sleepy as before regardless how many cups of kopi I drink.

Now I'm starting to plan for tonight...

• Shops for Najmi's wedding gift
• Text/call mommyeryna so that I can pass the stuff to her
• Dinner!!!  What's for tonight's dinner?
• Return books to library (I'll be looking for another Sophie Kinsella's titles...  I just finish "The Undomestic Goddess" and found it quite nice actually.)
• Buy meaty meals for the boys  ^_____^

Ouch!  Why time passes so slow when I want it to be fast!?  I'm dying for a coffee now...

Bookeekend

After spending Friday & Saturday $h0pp1ng, $h0pp1ng and $h0pp1ng...  an idle Sunday is most welcome for my-wallet-suffered-from-a-3rd-degree-burn yours truly.  (What?!  Did you just said the font colors are hurting your eyes?  Oh oh...  But I guess it doesn't hurt as much as my wallet.)  My legs were also aching eventhough I remember wearing the most-feet-friendly loafers.  Well, two days...  So I guess Mr. Loafers reached his limit of supporting me around.  I guess I should withdraw from it and (calling Mommy Eryna & Co.) let's go online retails! Hahaha!!!

Finally, I finished the books (yes, plural, not singular):

Hmm...  I haven't read all of Meg Cabot's books.  But so far I like The Boy Next Door.  And since I love reading (but hate spending on books because I need to prioritize the money into something else - not neccesary better than buying reading materials, mind you), I got myself a membership at the public library.  Now I can borrow books!  How nice is that right?

Argh! A chic lit, nonetheless!

I cannot remember when was the last time I read a chic lit.  Maybe during my student days which is quite some time ago considering that I am now age more than a quarter of a century!  So when I saw Meg Cabot's The Guy Next Door on Mommy Eryna's desk last Friday, I borrowed it from her right away.  I finished it on the same night although I was initially planned to read it slowly on Saturday.  Greedy me!

The verdict:

I managed (no one forced me to read it so "managed" is not quite the word to describe my Friday's night bookorgasm) - found the word! - was so high that I bookorgasmly devoured its content in less than 3 hours!  What?!  3 hours is too long?!  Okie, okie.  I was distracted in between the reading because I go up and looked outside everytime Shorty was barking, or when LouLou meowed.

The actual verdict:

A nice book - just what I need for a light, relaxing night.  It is a page turner for sure, because whenever I stopped at a paragraph, I was so eager to know what will be the next thing.  But the story is getting more predictable towards the end...  Funny, bitchy, dark characters are all in it.  I guess I had too many Mills & Boons during my younger days to had guessed the ending.  Now, I am gearing up for another bookorgasm because I can't wait for Friday!