SHALLOW POSTING

Shoot me! Quoting a dear friend of mine, "I'm being possessed by Jessica Simpson."

So shoot me for the apparent lack of meaningful and intelligent writings of late.

I thought this one is funny...The kind of panty I am??? kelakar gilerrr! My shallow moment...

You Are Designer Panties

You demand the best, from head to toe. And your panties have to be pure couture, for your own luxury. Men feel like you're a worthy challenge, though you can be difficult to catch. You exude a polished, sexy vibe that tends to attract confident men.

What Kind of Panties Are You?

THE COLOUR PURPLE

You Are Iris

You are an interesting blend of fun and wisdom. You definitely make people think about themselves and their place in the world. But they'll have fun doing it. You definitely epitomize laughter therapy. You are a very enriching and entertaining friend!

What Color Purple Are You?

BIRTHDAY - PART 1

I celebrated my 32nd birthday last month. B had told me earlier on that he’s not big on birthdays and he’s never good at remembering people’s birth dates. So, I thought fine…let’s not put my hope too high for anything special to mark the occasion.

Called B up on the eve of my birthday, asking if he’s interested to go for dinner. He politely declined. Said that he had something to do that evening. So, I suggested pizza, home delivery. He agreed. So, we had Dominoes pizza for dinner, the way we always like it….in front of the TV! Hahahahaha… (We can be such juveniles when we’re together!).

To cut the long story short, I thought that was it. That WAS my birthday celebration and honestly, I was not intending to complain. The thing with B is, he makes me feel so special everyday that I am not so “touchy” when we don’t celebrate Valentine’s Day (I get flowers every now and then from B. He does not wait for Valentine’s Day to do so) or we don’t go out to fancy restaurants to celebrate my birthday. My theory is that I am well compensated throughout the year. With my previous relationships, I looked forward to these special days because that would be the only occasions (more often than not!) when I would feel special. So, celebrating these days was vital to me. With B, it’s different. We don’t need a reason to celebrate. Being together is a good enough reason for a celebration. I know, it sounds very clichéd, but it’s real.

Let me just backtrack slightly…Midnight arrived, he left the living room and moments later, came back with a card and a cute golden box in his hand. Let’s just leave the dialogue muted here :D

I opened the box and the content was beautiful.

“You thought I had forgotten your birthday, didn’t you?” he asked. I smiled sheepishly.

“Sorry for not taking you out to dinner. I was searching for the perfect gift for you”, he added.

I want him to know there’s no need to say sorry. The dinner that we had was good enough. We had fun; we laughed and watched our favourite dvd. Though we only makan bersila in front of the TV, it beats any wining and dining at some fancy restaurants.

And the gift??? It was DIVINE…(very BIG grin). I have it around my neck all the time.

Aaah…What a wonderful birthday.

I love that man...heaps.

HELLO!!!

I know I haven’t been updating this blog for a very long time. I lost interest for awhile. Not that I am short of stories or happenings to tell… I just lost the zest. I couldn’t even stand the sight of my blog! What’s with that man??? Weird. But as they say, a break is sometimes good. It helps one to put things into perspective.

I am still a happy camper I was few months back. B is as wonderful as ever. Things are not perfect but fundamentally, we are truly happy together. We fought every now and then, but nothing out of the ordinary. We can never be mad at each other for long. We’re about one month shy of our first anniversary and guess what?? We’ll be Mr and Mrs on that day! What a way to mark our first year together. Yaay!

Speaking of which, most of the preparations are going ok. We took our time at ordering the invitation cards and now mommy dearest is screaming on top of her lungs because of that. It’s going to be mission almost impossible for mom and dad to distribute all the cards and receiving replies on time (plus the fact that we Malaysian are known for not responding to request for reply…yes, I was once guilty of that too :D).

We’re both very excited as we mark the days on our calendar one by one. I think both families share the excitement. B’s mom is on overdrive mode. What was supposed to be a small ceremony is now turning into one big event. We were slightly taken aback initially, but quickly realize that we both come from huge families. Just to put things into perspective…I have about 80 cousins. Yes, 80! And that is from mom’s side only. Yes, my families are rabbits. Procreating is our favourite past time. As far as I remember, we can never have anything on a small scale. It’s just not possible with my family. When everyone gathers, we end up cooking our meals by the “kawahs”*. Like kenduri* every time…

I digressed. Anyway, we don’t have that much time to play around with. It’s a fast-track project. B, being the Mr consultant that he is, decides to have everything on project management style. I must say, it has helped us a lot. Tasks become more bearable and possible when you break them into smaller components. Betul tak, B?

We can’t wait for the BIG day. Like any other couple who’s taking THE step, we pray it’ll last a lifetime and beyond. We’re getting into it with our eyes wide open and our hearts well-reminded. Insyaallah, we’ll both make it work this time.

To all my dearest friends, I can’t wait to see all of you in my “makmur”* state soon. Your presence means a great deal to me. I don’t need a glittery wedding. It’s good enough to be surrounded by my loved ones, whom I can share the special moment with and who are truly and sincerely happy for me…and B, of course.


*Kawah – big cooking pot
Kenduri – feast
Makmur - prosperous