The 100happydays project

Favorite peanut butter.

So a friend who is battling depression for years (I call it depression, she calls it being stuck in a rut) decided to take part in the 100happydays project in her attempt to be a happier person. Whatever makes you happy, I thought. For me, it's not hard to find at least one thing that makes me happy on a day-to-day basis. I just snap a pic of my lunch, and wallah! 1 point for happiness! Heheh.

I don't post my 100happydays pic online daily but I do make it a point to send it to her without fail. She's on day 7 now, not sure if she's a happier person yet (because I still get her messages about how sucky life is) but I guess slow pace wins the race. Or something.

8/52

"a portrait of my children, once a week, every week, in 2014.”

Emre: Quite the ladies' man, this one.
Rumi: Still insecure, but that's okay.

Chee chong fun for lunch

gifts

Love, LOVE, love buying gifts for people (maybe I was Santa Claus in past life).
But bonus is looming, and as I always say, the best gift in life is the gift you give your self.
God give me strength to not spend irrationally! (but I do need a new must-have handbag hmm hmm)

Farewell gift.

Christmas gifts.

Are you meant for me?

Or are YOU? 

ex-6/52

Ah, I forgot I have this photo in my drafts folder. Guess it was meant for week 6/52 but I get so sick of iPhone photos at times (because you have the tendency to add filter to every photos) and I miss my Lumix babies.

7/52

“a portrait of my children, once a week, every week, in 2014.”

Emre: Abang's shadow. He aims to please his Abang all the time. But they still fight like crazy.

Rumi: Aish, more battle scars!

Childhood.

In Kg Baru for lunch, where we grew up. Bila nampak sira pisang rindu sgt pada arwah Mama. 

6/52

“a portrait of my children, once a week, every week, in 2014.”

emre: the milk whisperer. most nights, he would slowly tip-toe to me and whispers that he wants milk. a nightly delight.

rumi: he can write in mandarin! (now Ibu needs to learn a new language)

random

daily anthem: Life is Good by Dynamic Duo

Ever since I quit twitter (well let's just call it an indefinite hiatus) I'm pretty much the worst person to have a conversation with. Just ask my husband! I don't know jack about who did what, who killed who, which politician screwed who, prawns what prawns, hoh will smith died etc etc. But it's nice to be away from twitter. For now. I know it's the best go-to medium for the latest news (fake or not) but urgh, sometimes I wonder why I follow half of the people in my list. But I guess that's the way it is with social media, it's like a love-hate relationship with your, say, weight, or hair.

The Fault In Our Stars | Official Trailer

Can't wait to see this with my nieces and cry like the hot mess that we are.

5/52

“a portrait of my children, once a week, every week, in 2014.”

emre: face and arms full of scratch marks.

rumi: evil senpai of the scratching kind.

thinking.

Photo taken after getting my head check at the hospital.

Slipped outside the bathroom yesterday and hit my head hard on the wood panel. Not fun at all. Good thing I managed to get Rumi to get some ice for me while I lay on the floor, disoriented. I don't want to die this way.

My grandfather passed away after missing his footing on a slippery floor. I didn't see it happen (I was probably 5 at that time) but I still remember that bloodied spot under his house. My grandmother's sister died after hemorrhaging from a fall in the bathroom too. Aish, why am I thinking about all this?!

I don't know where is this post heading but I think I need to start teaching the boys what to do when there's an emergency. Perhaps create a speed dial for them. I don't know. As if life wasn't shitty enough yesterday -- i got locked inside the same damn bathroom for more than half an hour! Roy had to break down the door after he got back from his Friday prayer. Imagine if he was out for a meeting. With the kids outside not being able to help me.. oh god.. 

My head still hurt but I think it'll be okay sooner or later. The swelling is not as bad as yesterday too. Sigh. Think I'll go lie down now. 

happy new year

CNY lunch over at ichibanboshi Publika today. Food was good and had a good laugh with my usual Japanese Friday lunches kakis. Fine, this is probably by 3rd time hanging out with this set of colleagues but they're nice. We earlier made a reservation at gyu-kaku, then i realised that it's a bbq-concept resto. ugh. i don't do bbq/steamboat. i don't fancy the idea of going to a restaurant but then you have to cook your own meal? next.

Had early dinner in Bangsar today. KGB burger was closed (i think) so we opted for The Daily Grind. Meatloaf for me (not bad) and basic burger for him (mediocre).

Falling asleep as type this. Rumi is next to me coloring his pirate book and Emre is giggling away watching johnny english (whaaat?). Zumba for me late morning tomorrow and probably gonna spend the long weekend attempting to start running. we'll see.

Tiring day for me. our company won a bunch of investment awards (received the congratulatory email today) and i foresee a hectic week next week! make that two congratulatory emails because my universal banking team was selected to make another presentation to the higher ups. so honored! this means they like our proposal. the only thing yang tak best is because I was the main presenter for the previous presentation. i can already imagine my team mates pujuk-ing me to present again. ugh.

i may hate being an emcee but i do enjoy public speaking because i am full of shit and the audience love all the slip-ups and my unstoppable spiel of  merapu-ness haha.

happy new year. came to work today determined to make a big step in life soon. okay maybe after my bonus. i don't know. 

Not again

you can't touch this, a photo by natinski on Flickr.

Once a while I get this urge to own a DSLR again. Go away photographic thoughts!

Mama.

At a lunch meeting today one of my CEOs said to me "I'm truly sorry about your loss" and for a second I thought what loss?

Thing is I am constantly thinking about Mama and while it's starting to hurt less (but I don't want it to hurt any lesser) she is always in my mind. 

Today I am thinking about her obsession with tomato juice. She used to drink it religiously because she wanted to lose weight. Think I was in primary school back then. 

Maybe I should get myself a can of tomato juice tomorrow. 

Lamp at Thistle

I guess great mind thinks alike lol. Amused to see my colleague took similar shot of the lamp at Thistle Hotel. But I think mine is better mih mih mih 

did i miss a week?

Oy vey did I miss a week? Seems that I'm at week 3/52 but everyone else is at 4/52 already.

Guess my next 52 Project will be 5/52 then. This is probably because I missed the first week. Maybe.

3/52

“a portrait of my children, once a week, every week, in 2014.”

emre: imagining dragons with the nebulizer 

rumi: "i'm an alien!" (Ibu doesn't know which one)

Side note: Adik's weight is currently at 20kg, Abang at 15kg. Hmm...

outside looking in

Starbucks, Maju Junction.

No matter how much I love coffee, I've never been interested in the art of making coffee.

(been watching too many coffee-related programs)

the kids are alright

Oh you know, just kids wresting on the floor EVERYSINGLETIME WE GO OUT.

No biggie.