A Trip To the Beach

Went on another vacation. This time to the beach with in-laws, nieces and nephews. Everyone enjoyed themselves and get to go fishing every morning.

So this year, it is quite fair. Get to go on two separate vacations, once with mum, sister and her family and another with in-laws family. Well balance, in terms of valuable time together.

We stayed in the bungalow at Port Dickson, that was provided by hubby's employee. They do have bungalows around Malaysia for staffs to stay for free.

Oh my, vacation over and school reopen next week. Busy, busy, busy. Chinese New Year in another months time. Busy again.

Happy New Year to all readers and followers. Hope you had a great Christmas and a wonderful year ahead.

Almost Got Robbed

Hubby almost got robbed yesterday morning. He walks to the train station every morning to take the train to work. It is about 20 to 30 minutes from my house if you walk, depending how fast you walk. He had been doing this for quite a number of years. Sometime when it rains I will drive him there. I had always asked him to take the car but he said he prefer to walk and that he needed the exercise.

Yesterday he need to get to the office early so he went out at six a.m to catch the earliest train. The road was quite quiet and not many cars. He need to walk pass a stretch of road that has only tress and no houses, just a short distance. After that it would be houses and shops and a police station at the end of the road.

Four guys in two motor bikes stopped at where he was. As at when two of the guys got off the bike, hubby knew something was not right. Before anyone said anything, he ran across the road to the opposite road and started running. As he was running, he could hear the bike following from behind. He continued to run and shouted "help! help!" and he could hear one of the guys said "we can still do it" in Bahasa Malaysia.

He ran straight to the police station and those guys left. He made a report and the policeman promise that they will go round the neighborhood in a while. A friend of ours was having his breakfast at the shop next to the police station and he offer to send hubby to the station.

What an experience. He called me when he reached the station and told me to watch out in case those guys know where our house is. Looks like it is not that safe after all even though they did build a police station near my house. Can't blame those policemen, they can't be every where at all times. We ourselves have got to learn to protect ourselves.

I am just grateful that hubby didn't get hurt. We wouldn't know if they were armed. Crime rate had increase around town. I am grateful too that I have Muffin, my dog, around. Makes me feel safer. At least he is more alert than me and would bark when strangers are around.

Thanks for reading and hope crime rate in your town is not as bad as mine. Hope this is the first and the last.

Irrisistable Stare

Look at that face, those eyes, who would not give in to what he wants? I just love getting him treats and every time when I go out, can't resist not to give him a hug. He must find me quite annoying by now. Those folks without a dog, they don't know what they are missing. Well, then again, if they hate animals, they will totally disagree with me.

Actually I had a short video of him playing basket ball and football, the ball, I mean, not the game, hahahahah. Can't find the button to upload the video. Previously before blogspot change the format, I used to upload quite a number of videos of my pets.

Well, guess I just post it on facebook instead. I love taking pictures and videos of my children when they were young, now since I have pets, more pictures and videos of pets. It is quite challenging to take pictures of very young children and pets, they just couldn't stay still for long. Guess candid pictures do turn out to be great too, sometime.

Thanks for reading and happy blogging to you.

I am that old already?

I am in my mid forties and to many I am still young. Well, age is just another number and really up to the person to feel old or young. I don't feel old right until my nephew announced that he is getting married next year. The first wedding in my family, my husband side. Which means in a couple of years I am going to be someone's grand aunt? Ooooh that title "grand" really sounds old.

Among the Chinese, a younger person do not address an older person by name, unless when working in the office etc. When we see an older female not related to us we call her "che che" (sister) and if it is a male, "kor kor" (brother).

I remember as I was growing up, young children use to call me "che che" right until I got married, look more matured, people start calling me "aunty". I was so not used to it. It obviously sounds older.

In a couple of years my nephew's children are going to call me grand aunt which means the granny generation, oh my. Used to feel excited and happy when my boss told me that I was promoted to the next level but this type of promotion really freaks me out.

I think I would prefer if everyone would address each other by name instead, but of cause, our Chinese customary will vanished. Well, no matter what, life goes on. Like what my mum used to say, "Go through each stages of life, gracefully" I am trying, very hard too.

Thanks for reading. So, which level are you in, now? Happy blogging and happy holidays, as to most, year end normally are vacation time. Have fun and smile always.

Ticklish Me

When I was on vacation last week, my sister suggested that we try out the spa at the hotel. I just can't. Most people would find spa relaxing and can't wait to have one, but not me. Whenever a stranger touches any part of my body, I find that ticklish.

When I was pregnant those days, and have to go for my monthly check-up, I find that ticklish too. The doctor would put some sort of cold gel on my tummy and move that small plastic, iron like, gadget on my tummy with those gel to check the condition of the baby. When he moved it too far to my sides, it was ticklish and I had to fake a cough or bite my tongue to stop myself from giggling.

On my annual pap-smear test, the doctor would check my breast and armpit, that is very very ticklish. I would fake a few coughs and moved about. I can tolerate pain but not being tickle.

Only hubby can touch me but I remembered when in my later stages of pregnancy, I couldn't reach my toes to cut my toe nails, my mum and hubby volunteered but when they were cutting I find that ticklish too. They can't cut all ten toes at one go, have to let me stop giggling for a while before they continue.

Maybe I have more male hormones in me than female hormones. I don't enjoy stuffs that most female does except for shopping. I don't wear high heels or make-up, I don't enjoy spa, massages, foot reflexology etc and even find facial massage etc a waste of my time. Actually I do find spending time at the saloon a waste of time too but I love to have my hair perm once in a while. I go to a hair saloon about five times a year, when my mum goes to the saloon on a weekly basis when she was young.

The only time I had a full make-up on my face was on my wedding day and I remembered I had a hard time eating my dinner that night as I can't eat properly with lipstick on my lips. I don't want to eat those lipstick, yucks. Had to wear high heels too, that night, so I told hubby to make sure he is always by my side when I stand up to walk or I definitely will fall as I do not know how to walk on heels.

Don't worry, I still look very feminine and lady like despite the above, hahahahha. Yeah I know, self praise is a disgrace. Well, all my friends and relatives are used to looking at me, the real plain me and had no complain so far.

Thanks for reading this ticklish tale of mine. What tickles you?