(old photo. can't you tell i've been missing Japan?)

 

Feeling much better after a chat with my sister from another parents last night. Well, we chatted, via whatsapp that is. She reminded me that we have known each other for 17 years. That girl can surely read me like a literature book begging to be read over and over again.

 

You know what they say, you can choose your friends but not your family. Depressed as I might about the current state of my family right now I need to move forward. I shouldn't wallow in this self-pity (pms-ing is also not helping) because I did what I had to do, and I'm not the one at fault here. I need to let these feelings go. I'm not 15 anymore. I'll be 36 this year. Long gone the days of being the sister/daughter who needs my family's approval. I have my own family now. I am just sad that it turned out this way. All I can do right now is concentrate on my mother and my other siblings, who may not need me as much as well. c'est la vie!

 

All I wish right now is for you to stop dangling religion in my face when you have done the worst.

 

Man, I need a holiday.

So my husband the hipster writer took me to Mukha at TTDI yesterday. I, the retired hipster social butterfly (tsk) don't normally fancy restaurants with misplaced furnitures (I know the we-don't-really-have-a-theme-for-our-resto is supposed to be an in-thing at the mo) but we were meeting some friends so okay-lah. Had meatballs kofta with Arab bread. Hmm it was okay. Thought the gravy should be slightly thicker but I was blown away with their chocolate mousse cake and caramel latte. I think their menu is priced reasonably too, which is definitely a pull-factor especially in the middle of the month.

Honestly I'm getting sick of Ben's and their blah service. They just opened another at BSC, the place is huge mind you, but the service is much left to be desired. Sigh. I mean, how hard is it to call a waiter when they are grouped at the counter doing god knows what?! And oh, if you're thinking of checking out Cafe Barbera, go to the one in Bangsar. The one at Sunway Pyramid is pretty meh. I get fresher prawns in my olio over at the one in Bangsar.

To side track, I made murtabak maggi for my siblings in K-city and they said it was quite good. Yay! I think moving forward everytime I see them on Saturday I'll cook something for them. Hardly cook at home these days considering my husband is on a strict diet and I haven't had rice for 2 months. Oooh that reminds me, I'm supposed to weigh in tomorrow! I doubt I have lost much weight, but I do feel slightly lighter. I love how my mind continues to deceive me into thinking that I am thin. Hmm.

Rumi finally get to see the life-size ship at Sunway Pyramid. He was speechless. I think he couldn't believe that big ships do exist. :)

The weekend is near. I just need to hold on a little longer.

The ravioli I had at Uno! (previously known as Pizza Uno) was so good I completely forgot to snap a photo! Typical food porn-ist. Now that my appetite is back, I think I'm constantly hungry. Goodness. Food ain't cheap these days, but I do love my Italian food.

Boss is on leave tomorrow, so I'm supposed to cover for her. I should be sleeping now, but I'm online with too many things to write. But none of them is coming out. My relationship with one of my siblings is on the rocks and I miss her terribly. It's not the ego that is stopping me from communicating with her (I miss her kids the most) but my heart is broken and I've never felt this betrayed by her before. But I guess you can't choose your family like how you can choose your friends. Eventually we'll talk again, when the time is right.

Life is too short to be angry all the time.

This is awful. Another wonderful colleague over at the big giant head office is leaving. And I'm stuck with drama queens.

On a brighter note, she's moving to Hong Kong. Maybe my dream to visit HK will happen after all...

 

 

wordless wednesday

It's Tuesday today and I'm recovering from a gas pain - gastric - diarrhea of some sort from Sunday's dinner. I'm still feeling lethargic today and I don't know how I managed to drive to work without falling asleep behind the wheel. Had departmental lunch at Victoria Station which I barely touch, and now I'm just counting the hours to go home. Maybe another round of sleep tonight will help. I really need to kill this fatigue.

 

On a happier note, Rumi this morning, in his sleep, smiled at me and said "I love you".

Best feeling in the world.

Welcome 2013

Happy New Year.