tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-211901942009-02-21T15:30:30.659+08:00I blog for OscarThis is a place where I can rant and grumble about the facts of life and my daily stories at work and at home and my family. Most important, its a journal for me to keep track of how wonderful it is to see Oscar grow everyday.
I Love You Oscar....Oscar's Mommynoreply@blogger.comBlogger189125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21190194.post-57271407607545558052007-02-23T17:41:00.000+08:002007-02-23T17:44:09.321+08:00"Pindah Rumah"<span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;">Dear All,</span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#993399;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#993399;">I have moved to another level... Wordpress. Pls visit me as usual here:</span><br /><br /><div align="center"><a href="http://oscaryong.wordpress.com"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#333399;"><strong>http://oscaryong.wordpress.com</strong></span></a></div><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;">Once again, thank you all for being here with me and my family; giving comments and well wishes. I have I can blog more smoothly in my new site....</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21190194-5727140760754555805?l=mylittlechampion.blogspot.com'/></div>Oscar's Mommynoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21190194.post-80489892402350137642007-02-21T12:08:00.000+08:002007-02-21T12:12:06.904+08:00Blood Type B+ is required URGENTLY to SAVE LIVES.... pls help spread the news around...<div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;">Need help urgently!!!</span></div><div align="center"> </div><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">During this festive season, we are all spending quality time with our beloved ones being family members or friends. Let us all not forget the unfortunate ones too.</span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">Just spoke to a <a href="http://www.laundry.wordpress.com">friend</a> and she asked if we good people can help to spread the word around as she has a church friend who needs this blood type urgently....</span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">Therefore, pls do your good deed and if you ever come accross anybody who is willing to donate blood type B+, please do not hesistate to contact myself @ <a href="mailto:anchan15@gmail.com">anchan15@gmail.com</a>.....</span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">Do you part and save lives....</span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21190194-8048989240235013764?l=mylittlechampion.blogspot.com'/></div>Oscar's Mommynoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21190194.post-32013008359839710942007-02-15T08:51:00.000+08:002007-02-15T08:58:43.966+08:00Busy...<span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">This week has been a very busy week for me. I have not:-</span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">1) Really cleaned the house.</span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">2) Washed all the laundries.</span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">3) Ironed the clothes.</span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">4) Bought mandarin oranges.</span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">5) 'Fung lai si'... inserted $$ into its pouch la...</span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">6) Go round and buy goodies for my mom...</span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">The above are only the top priority on my list now... in actual fact, I have lots to be done to welcome the Chinese New Year.... Oh well, I am busy and what the heck; no one visits my home so I can just treat it like a normal public holiday... No mood la this year. </span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">Oscar is now recovering but still refuse to take solids and very moody and drowsy all the time... can simply 'tertidur' anywhere in the house ...... Thank you all for the well wishes...</span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">Will be taking a break (hopefully not for long) and will welcome you all into my new home...hehe (I think some of you already knew about my new home...)</span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">Last but not lease "<span style="color:#ff0000;"><strong>HAPPY CHINESE NEW YEAR</strong></span>"..... *oink-oink* (pig sound)</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21190194-3201300835983971094?l=mylittlechampion.blogspot.com'/></div>Oscar's Mommynoreply@blogger.com12tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21190194.post-21624399261476454902007-02-12T22:23:00.000+08:002007-02-12T22:27:00.242+08:00Up-date on Oscar<span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">My dear son has been sick for the past few days. It has already '<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">pecahkan</span>' the record of 3-days last year!</span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">He lost altogether 4 pounds in 4-days!!! His face is now so small and he feels lighter by the weight now as I carried him to the bedroom a moment ago. He has lost his entire appetite. Even junk food like yogurt or biscuit does not enticed him. </span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">All he does now is just lie down on the couch and fall asleep and woke up and asleep and woke up through out the day. His daily meal consumption is just milk (5oz each time compare to normal 8oz) and plain water. He <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">dont</span> want to eat rice or soup or noodles.</span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">He slept so much, that his back has turned red and there are <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">alot</span> of lines at the back. And because he sleeps on his right side most of the time, his right face has got lines and his right ears turned red and there are skin peeling already. </span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">I used to make noise when Oscar is messing around with my things at home or when he plays his toys (its every where in the house like a war zone!)... these few days, I sort of missed the house being 'messy'. I missed those days when my little boy would use all his mighty <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">strenght</span> to push our lazy chair to the centre of the living room so that he can sit there and enjoy his cartoon while 'ordering' me around, I missed those days when he would call me loudly in our dressing room to ask me to look for him (he likes playing hide and seek but <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">dont</span> know the actual 'rule' or the game) and whenever I opened the fridge, I anticipated that I hear his little feet 'patting' on the floor coming from my back and asked 'Mommy, I want <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">Yakult</span>..' or 'Mommy, one yogurt peas (please)'... but no, he didnt come near to the fridge.. only asked me from the living room what did I took out from the fridge..</span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">Oscar, please be good and take your medicine and please get well soon... If you continue to be ill, then you will not have a chance to parade your new <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">cheongsam</span> (for boy wan la) on the first day of Chinese New Year... Grandpa and Ah Po both are worried sick because of you... Ah Po even offered to let you stay over night till you are better... Daddy did not get a good night sleep for the past few days and daddy is now looking very much like a China Panda Bear (with his big belly <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">protruding</span> out!)... We all love you Oscar...</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21190194-2162439926147645490?l=mylittlechampion.blogspot.com'/></div>Oscar's Mommynoreply@blogger.com12tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21190194.post-27700663276089283842007-02-10T17:15:00.000+08:002007-02-09T23:57:04.213+08:00My Longest Night Ever...<span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">I wished that weekday nights were as long as last night so that I can get more sleeps!! But, last night was really a challenge for me and hubby as we both could not get a wink. Oscar was terribly sick even we gave him his medication. His fever subsided but the flu and cough is just unbearable. *Touch Wood* Oscar seldom fall 'this' sick for his entire 3.5 years old life. His common fever come and go within a day and its <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">usually</span> very mild. Oscar will be his usual self running and messing things around. Yesterday evening was really crazy as he refuse to eat or drink. I went <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">berserk</span> last night as hubby got entertaining to do also.</span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">Oscar slept early on the couch last night and when I want to carry him into the room, he refused. So, he slept of the couch almost till midnight. </span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">Me and hubby could not sleep as we took turn to take temperature and feed him water. At about 2am, Oscar woke me up telling me that he is hot. I <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">dozed</span> off a little and I got a shocked to know that my poor boy is really hot on the forehead. Took temperature and it was like 37Deg <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">Cel</span>! Sponged him and he was alright. Couldn't sleep any longer this time. My eyes was like wide opened. At about 3.30am Oscar woke up again and hubby took his temperature and this time was 40Deg <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">Cel</span>!!!! We sponged him and feed him <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">paracetamol</span> and the fever just <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">didnt</span> go off. That's it! Hubby was like as panic as the night I gave birth! Packed our stuff and head to the clinic nearby. </span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">Upon reaching the clinic, the nurse took her own sweet time to register Oscar and hubby was like really mad... told the nurse "Excuse me, hurry up! Emergency here! High fever la... Faster la!" Then when we went to see the doctor, Oscar's temperature went down a bit; 38Deg <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">Cel</span>.. doctor gave <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8">suppository</span> immediately.</span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">Upon reaching home, Oscar's temperature was <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9">ok</span> but he was having lots of phlegm... little boy could not sleep either. All the ding dong, it was already 6am... we all could not sleep but lie quietly on our bed. Hubby finally got up from bed at 8am and me too.... Can't sleep but Oscar was in <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10">lala</span>-land already. Temperature normal.</span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">But, the story doesn't end here. This morning while I was chatting with <a href="http://sashablablabla.blogspot.com/"><strong><span style="color:#993399;">Sasha</span></strong></a> and <a href="http://blog.julianmorin.com/"><strong><span style="color:#993399;">Julian</span></strong></a>, Oscar cried out loudly and when I went into the room, his temperature was 40Deg <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11">Cel</span> again!!! Damn panic as hubby went to work already. Packed my bag again and this time really ready to go hospital... but before leaving, I put <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12">suppository</span> again... and I left Oscar alone so that I can go close the windows and turn off the stove... Wow, very quickly I went to pick Oscar up and I felt that his temperature dropped. Took the thermometer to double check and his temperature dropped to 37Deg <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13">Cel</span> again he Oscar fell asleep again.(wa must stock suppository liow after this...) So, I <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14">didnt</span> bring him to the hospital. </span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">*Phew* This is my biggest challenge as I have not seen Oscar this sick before and knowing the fact that it's me that caused Oscar to be sick, I feel like kicking myself in the arse! I should have left him at my mom's place few days ago when I was sick... sorry boy. I was not fully recovered too so all the up and down and sleepless night, I am having a fever again and coughing again. <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15">Shish</span>! So is this the way that I am welcoming Chinese New Year this year?</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21190194-2770066327608928384?l=mylittlechampion.blogspot.com'/></div>Oscar's Mommynoreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21190194.post-60664893935536046342007-02-07T22:15:00.000+08:002007-02-07T22:25:32.488+08:00Sick (Part 2)<span style="font-family:verdana;">I was and still sick as at today. Its even worst today as I have had a very high fever... My whole body ache like mad and even a light touch will caused me to shout in pain!</span><br /><span style="font-family:Verdana;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Verdana;">As I was drifting into my sleeps in and out like some sick people in the hospital, my darling has this to tell me:-</span><br /><span style="font-family:Verdana;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Verdana;">Oscar: Mommy, why you sleep? Now not yet dark dark.</span><br /><span style="font-family:Verdana;">Me: Mommy sick la Oscar. Go and play outside with your toys.</span><br /><span style="font-family:Verdana;">Oscar: Wait...(he left the room)</span><br /><span style="font-family:Verdana;">* A minute later he came back with something.</span><br /><span style="font-family:Verdana;">Oscar: Mommy, put this... (he slaps a 'Cool Fever' on my forehead)</span><br /><span style="font-family:Verdana;">Me: Oh, Oscar, this is for you, not for mommy...</span><br /><span style="font-family:Verdana;">Oscar: Oscar so <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">san</span>-yang mommy... I <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">fu</span> (love) you...</span><br /><span style="font-family:Verdana;">Me: *So touched till I cried... cried because in pain also la* I love you too Oscar.</span><br /><span style="font-family:Verdana;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Verdana;">Then my little boy left me alone in the room to sleep and him playing alone outside. </span><br /><span style="font-family:Verdana;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Verdana;">After I woke up, I am still like a zombie. While sitting on the couch, I drifted to sleep again (Damn flu medicine) (at-choo, wanton anybody hehe). Oscar came to me and wants to be hugged. My poor boy, I asked him not to come near me as I was having a terrible flu. Don't know if he understood me and he just left me alone drifting into my <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">lala</span>-land again and again...</span><br /><span style="font-family:Verdana;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Verdana;">"Oscar, mommy promised to make up to you when mommy is better <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">ok</span>..."</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21190194-6066489393553604634?l=mylittlechampion.blogspot.com'/></div>Oscar's Mommynoreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21190194.post-69648827364184012402007-02-05T22:20:00.000+08:002007-02-05T22:30:35.117+08:00Aduh!!! Pain Pain<span style="font-family:verdana;">Aduh! Pain... pain...</span><br /><span style="font-family:Verdana;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Verdana;">Yes, I am sick already and I can't go blog hopping and no weekend up date for you guys. Was not feeling really good in the morning as I woke up from bed but must 'tahan' and drag myself to work... Blueh... the feeling is horrible when I reached office, but as there is a seminar that I am invited to attend, I have to be strong...</span><br /><span style="font-family:Verdana;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Verdana;">Before heading to the seminar, I had to rush to do some errands and was really driving like a mad person on the road cos I was super duper late. Reached the seminar room and was like oooOOOooo late!! But it was a fruitful seminar.</span><br /><span style="font-family:Verdana;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Verdana;">Left the seminar at about 4 plus and head back to office as there are some work which I need to attend to and while driving, I sneezed non stop and my throat was like.... er... there is a sharp cut in it! Could not swallow my saliva also.... </span><br /><span style="font-family:Verdana;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Verdana;">When I reached office, quickly made myself a cup of hot tea as my whole body was not well altogether....My whole body was like very cold and very hot at the same time... until goose-bumps also got! Rang hubby up to tell him that and he asked me to go home straight away... how to go la...when I was about to leave, the phone rang.... when I was about to close the door, the phone rang... dingdong dingdong, I left the office at close to 7pm!!! Bbrrrrrrrrr.... cold....</span><br /><span style="font-family:Verdana;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Verdana;">Went to pick Oscar up and head home straight. Had my shower and went out for a quick dinner (lazy to cook and tarak strenght la). Had porridge for dinner and went home straight away...</span><br /><span style="font-family:Verdana;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Verdana;">Now eyes all screwed up but still want to do this post... Ok. zzz time... Want to take a day or two off if this week is not too busy... my body need some time off la cos during weekends, I didnt rest well. Need to be maid to clean house and also part time staff to hubby... sienzzzz.....</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21190194-6964882736418401240?l=mylittlechampion.blogspot.com'/></div>Oscar's Mommynoreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21190194.post-57466131222725034732007-02-03T19:56:00.000+08:002007-02-03T21:03:16.872+08:00Kena Tagged O-gain...<span style="font-family:verdana;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">Haha</span>, got this from <a href="http://jessiewyt.blogspot.com/">Jess</a> and this got postponed for a few days... Busy with some other stuff. <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">Ok</span>, now must sit down and do my homework.</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Verdana;">5-<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">Fav</span> Blog I read everyday.</span><br /><span style="font-family:Verdana;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Verdana;"><a href="http://sashablablabla.blogspot.com/"><span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">Blog sphere</span> Star</a> : This blog i must visit at least twice a day cos sometimes the writer will have blog <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">diarrhoea</span> so a day might have a few post. I like this blog cos its really funny and her <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">bb</span> really cute one...This blog also teaches us how to cook occasionally <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">haha</span>...</span><br /><span style="font-family:Verdana;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Verdana;"><a href="http://jazzmint.net/blog/"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">Jazzmint</span></a>: This is also a must visit blog cos there are two little cute <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">bb</span> whom the elder daughter is a <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">fav</span> for my Oscar.... <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">everytime</span> when Oscar sees me turning on the <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">lappie</span>, he'll ask for this little girl.... <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">hehe</span>... this blog also sometimes tells <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">abt</span> their travelling and when you read also <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">hor</span>... you feel like travelling la...</span><br /><span style="font-family:Verdana;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Verdana;"><a href="http://ramblingmoo.wordpress.com/"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">Angeleyes</span></a>: There is a sub-blog from here which is like a <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">masak</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">masak</span> blog... <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">haha</span>, must read la cos want to '<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">curi</span>' some cooking idea la.. The <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">maind</span> blog also nice cos when you see the owner's <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">bb</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">hor</span>... you feel like pinching and <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">bitting</span> the <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">bb's</span> face.... <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">geram</span>-<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">nya</span>! Just joking...</span><br /><span style="font-family:Verdana;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Verdana;"><a href="http://www.laundryamah.blogspot.com/"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">LaundryAmah</span></a>: <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">Yaya</span>, <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">eventho</span>' I know she is blogging and doing up a post, I still want to read cos she very funny one... and also now she seldom in the office, so less yakking time with me.. reading her blog kind of up-dating myself la.</span><br /><span style="font-family:Verdana;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Verdana;">And all other nice blogs which I cannot do without daily... reading these blogs really make me a happier person and also it widens my circle of friends...</span><br /><span style="font-family:Verdana;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Verdana;">Not tagging anyone cos the last time I tagged <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">ppl</span> on the 70Questions, they are still not recovering from it...</span><br /><span style="font-family:Verdana;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Verdana;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21190194-5746613122272503473?l=mylittlechampion.blogspot.com'/></div>Oscar's Mommynoreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21190194.post-49412804071835609692007-02-02T22:21:00.000+08:002007-02-02T22:47:12.022+08:00He broke my heart *sob*Its one of those day which I couldn't understand what my little boy wants. It all begin in the morning when Oscar was weeping when we reached the school. He keep on telling me that he wants daddy to go pick him up later. My answer was yes as our usual arrangement was, if I were to send Oscar in the morning, hubby got to make sure that he fetches Oscar in the afternoon. But today I have decided that I go and pick Oscar up instead after school.<br /><br />As soon as my little boy sees me coming into the school compound, he straight away flashes his million dollar smile at me and when we got into the car, he was <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">smiling</span> and asking me to take him to the <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">McDonalds</span>. I said no cos we had fast food last week and I usually let Oscar eat fast food only once every two week and if I can avoid, I'll avoid altogether. So, here I went to convince him:-<br /><br />Oscar: Mommy, take Oscar to eat <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">McDonalds</span>. I want I want...<br />Me: Oscar, Ah Po (my mom) cooked rice already. So, we have to go home to eat.<br />Oscar: No No... we eat rice tonight... now eat nuggets, corn.... drink some cold water...<br />Me: Er Oscar, now <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">hor</span>, the sun very hot la... the <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">McDonalds</span> uncle not open la... so we go tonight with Daddy <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">ok</span>?<br />Oscar: No!!! Dark dark (night time) only <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">McDonalds</span> uncle not open ma... dark dark uncle sleep ma... now go now got open...<br />Me: *thinking hard and driving straight to mom's place*<br /><br />Upon reaching mom's place, Oscar was very <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">un</span>-happy and he said this:<br /><br />Oscar: Oscar tonight <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">dont</span> want go home. Sleep with <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">PoPo</span> only.<br />Me: Why? You <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">dont</span> want to go home to sleep with mommy and daddy <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">meh</span>?<br />Oscar: Oscar <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">dont</span> love mommy anymore.... Oscar <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">dont</span> want mommy anymore....<br /><br />Upon hearing this, my heart ache the most.... How could a 3.5 yr old boy differentiate between love and hate; like and dislike especially when it comes to unconditional love like mother and son kind of love....Oscar repeatedly told me that he <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">dont</span> want to come home with me but was made to cos my mom got to go out for some errands....<br /><br />Oscar, mommy love you so so much... be good <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">ok</span>?<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21190194-4941280407183560969?l=mylittlechampion.blogspot.com'/></div>Oscar's Mommynoreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21190194.post-3194425248296422752007-01-30T00:06:00.000+08:002007-01-30T00:13:04.563+08:00My Mini Conversation with Oscar (lost count on the number already)<span style="font-family:verdana;">Haha, yes, mommy is getting old Oscar, so mommy actually lost count on the number of these little conversation I had with you.</span><br /><span style="font-family:Verdana;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#6600cc;">Last week when mommy went to fetch you from school:</span><br /><span style="font-family:Verdana;">Mommy: Hi Oscar. How was school today?</span><br /><span style="font-family:Verdana;">Oscar: Ok fine thang q.</span><br /><span style="font-family:Verdana;">Mommy: What did you had for your snack today?</span><br /><span style="font-family:Verdana;">Oscar: Hmmm.... soup soup.</span><br /><span style="font-family:Verdana;">Mommy: What soup? Mihun soup?</span><br /><span style="font-family:Verdana;">Oscar: No No, Mr Bean Soup.</span><br /><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"><em>* Now, can you readers out there guessed what type of soup Oscar had in school? Yes, he had Red Bean Soup... Not Mr Bean Soup....</em></span><br /><span style="font-family:Verdana;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#6600cc;">This evening before you go to bed</span><br /><span style="font-family:Verdana;">Oscar: Mommy carry you (me)</span><br /><span style="font-family:Verdana;">Mommy: Mommy busy with work la... wait ah.</span><br /><span style="font-family:Verdana;">Oscar: Cannot wait... carry you (me) now.</span><br /><span style="font-family:Verdana;">Mommy: Why so manja one...</span><br /><span style="font-family:Verdana;">Oscar: B'cos my eyes cannot open and my leg cannot walk... I so tired... carry you(me) to bed peeas....(please)</span><br /><span style="font-family:Verdana;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cc0000;"><em><strong>** I Love You Oscar **</strong></em></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21190194-319442524829642275?l=mylittlechampion.blogspot.com'/></div>Oscar's Mommynoreply@blogger.com13tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21190194.post-50304908291787997152007-01-29T22:12:00.000+08:002007-01-30T00:05:45.265+08:00F.R.I.E.N.D.STonight was one of those lonely night cos hubby got to work late and also got to go entertain some customer. Oscar slept super early today cos he kept on telling me he is tired so I tucked him in early tonight. So, the whole house is very quiet and as I was doing some office work, I recollect last Saturday's event.<br /><br />I had a gathering with some of my very old ex-colleague. These bunch of peoples are the very first colleague I have ever had. They are from my first job in <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">Bandar</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">Sunway</span>. These are the coolest people I hang around with (not that now I hang around with non cool people) but these are the super friends I <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">have</span> and I treasured the most.<br /><br />I started work at a very tender age. I work part time and also study part time cos my dad wants me to learn the hard way of earning money and spending it wisely myself. Not that my dad can't afford my <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">edu</span> fees but he just asked if I want to do part time in both my work and studies... Of course, he still provides for me in terms of my school fees and my fat pocket money. I always have <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">enuff</span> to spend last time.<br /><br />While I was working at this company, I am very close to few of the staff. These are also very young talented people whom I enjoyed hanging around with after work every Saturday some 10 years ago. See, I just told you I started work at a very tender age and I have known them for 10 years! Gosh!!!! Time flies. These are also the people I need not ask for a lift but will always be offered a lift after late night work (Overtime) and also supper is provided. <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">Haha</span>, I guessed, I was the little sister they never had that time. And whenever I am down, they will cheer me up with their drawings and little sweet notes. And whenever I called in sick, the next day I turn up at work, they will be get well note and sometimes, nice warm breakfast for me... No kidding, they are the bestest of the best friends I ever had.<br /><br />I have not meet these people for almost 2 years as we are all busy with our <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">lifes</span>. Me married with kid, they busy with their new career path and some of them busy with their family too. So, its really hard to gather all of them together. Not many of us, just these 5 precious friends I have. We had dinner and then dessert and we chatted and laughed and most of all, the strong feeling of friendship is still there, despite of us not seeing each other for so long. On and off, we just drop each other a note of hi / bye via text message. That's all.<br /><br />You see, I <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">dont</span> have a lot of friends. Its not that I am not sociable but I just <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">dont</span> know why I <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">dont</span> have <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">alot</span> of friends.... <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">sei</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">ler</span>... is it me or what! But with them, you feel like you have tonnes of friends even there is only 5 of them. They <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">dont</span> blog and they <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">dont</span> read my blog either... so, I really <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">dont</span> know how can I express my gratitude to them for being my friend.<br /><br />*sigh* Really look forward to our next gathering. Hopefully, I <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">dont</span> need to wait for another 2 years.....<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21190194-5030490829178799715?l=mylittlechampion.blogspot.com'/></div>Oscar's Mommynoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21190194.post-42049580863739908272007-01-26T11:02:00.000+08:002007-01-26T13:44:13.756+08:00Just for laughsGot this from a friend:-<br /><br /><br />"Dear Ah Lian,Thanks you for your letter. Wrong time no see you. How everything?For me, I am quiet find.You says in your letter your taukeh soh want you to chain your look?Somemore you must wear kick kok soo, hope you can wok properly.<br /><br />You know, Ah Kau Kia working in a soft where company now. Last week,he take I, Muthu & few of his friend to May Nonut to eat barger. After thathe take we all go to kalah ok. Muthu sing and sing no stop until thesky bright.Next week, my father mother going to seller bread 20 years annie wear sari.My father mother going to give a fist to all the kampong people. Soyou must come with your hole family.<br /><br />I only hope one day we no need to write and send letter to you and to me.Better I e-meow you, you e-meow me.I will ketchup with you soon. And when you got time, please few freeto call me.Goo bye.....<br /><br />Worm regard,Ah Beng"<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21190194-4204958086373990827?l=mylittlechampion.blogspot.com'/></div>Oscar's Mommynoreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21190194.post-2018823406796965182007-01-25T22:48:00.000+08:002008-12-10T06:31:46.537+08:00Surprise!<p align="center"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TLpLpGrrOkg/RbjDw0haP9I/AAAAAAAAAP8/SlwyJ96gz5w/s1600-h/DSCN0385.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5023980627831701458" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TLpLpGrrOkg/RbjDw0haP9I/AAAAAAAAAP8/SlwyJ96gz5w/s200/DSCN0385.JPG" border="0" /></a></p><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"><span style="font-family:verdana;">Haha... this came in via mail the other day. </span></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"><span style="font-family:verdana;">I got a surprise from this </span><a href="http://www.sashablablabla.blogspot.com"><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc0000;">lady</span></a><span style="font-family:verdana;">... </span></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"><span style="font-family:verdana;">Thanks. </span></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"><span style="font-family:verdana;">I have not been receiving CNY Greeting Cards for ages.... </span></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"><span style="font-family:verdana;">TQ...and the magnet so nice la...</span></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"><span style="font-family:verdana;">Like it alot.</span></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21190194-201882340679696518?l=mylittlechampion.blogspot.com'/></div>Oscar's Mommynoreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21190194.post-87936376350406456792007-01-25T22:38:00.000+08:002008-12-10T06:31:46.972+08:00Masak Masak<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TLpLpGrrOkg/RbjCakhaP6I/AAAAAAAAAPY/h9z10CHH2X8/s1600-h/DSCN0377.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5023979146067984290" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TLpLpGrrOkg/RbjCakhaP6I/AAAAAAAAAPY/h9z10CHH2X8/s200/DSCN0377.JPG" border="0" /></a><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TLpLpGrrOkg/RbjCbEhaP7I/AAAAAAAAAPg/1c1wbfdupXs/s1600-h/DSCN0379.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5023979154657918898" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TLpLpGrrOkg/RbjCbEhaP7I/AAAAAAAAAPg/1c1wbfdupXs/s200/DSCN0379.JPG" border="0" /></a><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TLpLpGrrOkg/RbjCbkhaP8I/AAAAAAAAAPo/3enwS8MSLFI/s1600-h/DSCN0383.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5023979163247853506" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TLpLpGrrOkg/RbjCbkhaP8I/AAAAAAAAAPo/3enwS8MSLFI/s200/DSCN0383.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><div></div><br /><div>Can someone <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">pls</span> tell me the exact name of this vegetable? My mom told me its called the <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">smilling</span> face gourd (<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">siew</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">hau</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">gua</span>) and my friend told me its called '<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">jit</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">gua</span>' but I tot '<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">jit</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">gua</span>' is suppose to be long minus the funny looking 'smile'/'lip'.... Looking at this vegetable makes me laugh. Looks exactly like me holding my fist together <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9">funnily</span>.. and the <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">vege</span> sort of like asking '<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">helo</span>, wanna eat me <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">tonite</span>?'.... So weird!</div><div></div><br /><div>I just '<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">tembak</span>' on the cooking method cos mom said she never bought this <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">vege</span> before. I sliced off the skin of the <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">vege</span>. A hairy <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">vege</span> I would say. After slicing off the skin, I find that this <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">vege</span> emits some kind of sticky sticky stuff... <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">dont</span> know what is it. So, I cut it into strips (is it called <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">julian</span>?... <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">haha</span> Julian the blogger) oh where am I? Ah yes, then I also cut some carrots into strips. Then set aside. I did soaked some dried prawns and some '<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">farn</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">si</span>'.</div><br /><div></div><br /><div>Just heat up the frying wok and throw in the soaked dried prawns and let it fry till <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23">fragrant</span>. Then throw in the <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">vege</span> and carrot then put in some seasoning. I put in some fish sauce and also some sugar to balance off the saltiness and last but not least, the '<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">farn</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">si</span>'. Voila! Done. Hubby told me this dish reminded him of his mom's cooking.... and he ate <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">alot</span>! I think hubby really misses his mom... and her cooking. Will try to cook more of <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">MIL's</span> style of cooking when I have time. </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21190194-8793637635040645679?l=mylittlechampion.blogspot.com'/></div>Oscar's Mommynoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21190194.post-41157844794393132192007-01-25T13:19:00.000+08:002007-01-25T13:31:03.948+08:00SacrificeTot of doing a short post after dropping off Oscar at mom's place.<br /><br />Was picking Oscar up from school for the past one week cos hubby not free. Actually, I can't blame him cos after school is like mid day and sometimes, mid day is the start of hubby's day. He works from home in the morning sorting out mails, designing artworks, running to the bank and afternoon is the time he goes out for appointment and also back to his proper office to work. So, I have to understand him more and try to take over this picking up biz myself.<br /><br />Why I say sacrifice? I mean, I have to sacrifice my lunch time <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">wor</span>. Not that I eat 1-hour or what but this 1-hour is the only time I can take a break and eat slowly in the office and take my mine off work. But lately, I have to go off extra early (slightly before 12) and head to the school to fetch Oscar. And knowing our office area, its a hell-break loose situation whereas cars are all double parked and when I am in a hurry to leave, there is always a car behind me (no no <a href="http://www.laundryamah.blogspot.com/"><span style="color:#993399;"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">Amah</span></span></a>, not talking about you <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">ok</span>). After picking up Oscar I have to rush back to mom's place and get a quick bite. I have been eating like super fast at mom's place cos I have to rush back to office... I know I have an understanding boss but the amount of stress has really taken a <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">tol</span> on me already. Oscar, if you are reading this in future, <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">pls</span> remember mommy goes through a lot of stress daily in sending you to school and also picking you up daily. <br /><br />I know <a href="http://www.laundryamah.blogspot.com/">this person </a>also goes through <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">alot</span> of stress in sending and picking up her kid from school. I hear it from her everyday. She also sacrifice her lunch time to do all this. See, look at the great <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">lenght</span> we mommies go through in this issue. Not that we want to be so calculative just because of this silly 1-hour lunch time but trust me, driving in KL and <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">PJ</span> IS MAJOR STRESS!!! I think I aged 10-years already since the day Oscar starts school!!!<br /><br />Others might just say we can just leave our kids with the bus driver but could not do it. At least, not at this moment. I <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">dont</span> trust my kids life in other people's hands.<br /><br />So, anyone of you out there who care to share yr experience with me? Any of you out there who sends and picks up yr own kids like I do?<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21190194-4115784479439313219?l=mylittlechampion.blogspot.com'/></div>Oscar's Mommynoreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21190194.post-21596249970963250622007-01-22T21:21:00.000+08:002007-01-22T22:30:40.404+08:00Aikes! Tot I will never kena this...I tot nobody will tag me cos I am nobody but my <a href="http://lwenwen.blogspot.com/"><span style="color:#6600cc;"><strong>dear friend</strong></span></a> tagged me <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">liow</span>.. so must show some support... must burn midnight oil and finish home work so tomorrow can pass-up!<br /><br />1. Are your parents married or divorced?<br />Still happily married and will maintain till the day come... these are the words (very 'yuk ma') uttered but my dad on a daily basis to my mom each and <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">everytime</span> he made my mom angry.. <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">hehe</span>.<br /><br />2. Are you a vegetarian?<br />Nope. <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">Dowan</span> la.... once in a while vegetarian <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">nevermind</span> la but.... full time <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">wor</span>, how to indulge in charcoal <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">bbq</span>, <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">yummilicious</span> curry chicken and other MEAT related food!<br /><br />3. Do you believe in Heaven?<br /><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">Alamak</span>! This one <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">dont</span> answer can <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">ar</span> not??!!! Sometimes yes sometimes no <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">lor</span>...<br /><br />4. Have you ever come close to dying?<br />YES!!! There was once in my younger days (me still very young now), I was riding on a super-duper '<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">geng</span>' motorbike with my ex-<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">colleage</span> to town. Out of a sudden, a car came from nowhere and almost knocked us down and my friend was like trying to <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">maneouver</span> the motorbike with me at the back. He fell and I was flung a meter or so from the spot. All I did was just sat there like shocked and luckily I was <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">ok</span>, with just some bruises... no blood and no <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">stiches</span> required..just a pair torn jeans. Twisted my ankle and it still hurts till now.<br /><br />5. What jewellery do you wear 24/7?<br />My wedding ring.<br /><br />6. Favourite time of day?<br /><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">Haha</span>.... <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz</span> time.<br /><br />7. Do you eat the stems of broccoli?<br />Of course la... its so so yummy... stir fry it with some mushroom and oyster sauce and <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">oooooorgassmic</span>!!!!<br /><br />8. Do you wear makeup?<br />Er... not really la... but if using eyebrow pencil to touch-up my unruly brows counts, then YES <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">lor</span>.<br /><br />9. Ever have plastic surgery?<br /><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">Hmmm</span>, if I have $$$ I want to go do up my eyebrow nicely and also a nip&tuck on my flabby tummy... ya la ya la... me fat fat <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">liow</span> la...<br /><br />10. Do you colour your hair?<br />Many times before I had Oscar but never after him... <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">Hmm</span>... maybe I should this <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">CNY</span>... what say you?<br /><br />11. What do you wear to bed?<br />Just my Mickey Mouse or Pooh <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">Pjs</span>... sometimes, I '<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">ter</span>-sleep' in my work wear if too sleepy... <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">hehe</span>.<br /><br />12. Have you ever done anything illegal?<br />Er, wind down the window to throw toll receipts illegal <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">ar</span> not?!<br /><br />13. Can you roll your tongue?<br /><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">RRRrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr</span> *rolling while answering this question*<br /><br />14. Do you <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">tweeze</span> your eyebrows?<br />Just did it this morning... need to re-do it tomorrow morning when I wake up .... damn!<br /><br />15. What kind of sneakers?<br /><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">Betul</span> (Nike that is) and my Reebok Aerobics shoes... now <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">dont</span> know where <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">liow</span>...<br /><br />16. Do you believe in Abortions?<br />Believe la.... but no good for both the mother and <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">un</span>-born child mentally and physically...<br /><br />17. What is your Hair color?<br />Very very black but its going to be <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35">mahogany</span> soon......... *tit tit tit... <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">Aro</span>, Alan ah... Saturday 3.30 I come dye my hair ah...*<br /><br />18. Future child’s name?<br />Oliver if its a boy (AGAIN) and Ophelia if its a lovely girl.<br /><br />19. Do you snore?<br />Nope. So next time go vacation can bunk safely and soundly with me...<br /><br />20. If you could go anywhere in the world where would it be?<br /><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">Aiyoh</span>, too many to mention la.... near near <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_38" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">Hong</span> Kong la... <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_39" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">pls</span> la... I want to go la this year!! Lou Kong... fast fast '<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_40" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">kumpul</span>' yr $$$ la...<br /><br />21. Do you sleep with stuffed animals?<br /><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_41" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">Aaattchoooooo</span>... they make me sneeze... nope.<br /><br />22. If you won the lottery, what would you do first?<br />Buy my mom another house and ask my dad to fully retire and help <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_42" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">jaga</span> Oscar full time... then use the rest of the $$ to <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_43" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">PINJAM</span> hubby for his biz... dream la.... dream....<br /><br />23. Gold or silver?<br />Allergic to silver.. only gold and platinum to be exact.<br /><br />24. Hamburger or hot dog?<br />Both can ah.... How not to like 'Prosperity Burger' and '<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_44" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">Coney</span> Dog'?? You tell me!<br /><br />25. If you could only eat one food for the rest of your life, what would it be?<br />Er.... fried rice cos my fried rice got lots of <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_45" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">goodie</span> stuff in it wan.. <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_46" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">hahahha</span>.<br /><br />26. City, beach or country?<br />City too noisy, beach tsunami, country lots of <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_47" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">mozzies</span>...<br /><br />27. What was the last thing you touched?<br />The keypad typing the word 'the' <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_48" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">lor</span>.<br /><br />28. Where did you eat last?<br />My mom's place.<br /><br />29. When’s the last time you cried?<br />January 3rd 2007... Oscar's first day to school.... happy tears.<br /><br />30. Do you read blogs?<br />If I <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_49" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">dont</span> read I will not end up answering these questions... but kinda fun cos <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_50" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">tonite</span> very bored.. nothing to do...<br /><br />31. Would you ever go out dressed like the opposite sex?<br />Nope. <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_51" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">Pls</span> la... wear skirts, heels is always better than slacks and over sized t-shirts.<br /><br />32. Ever been involved with the police?<br />Many times. <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_52" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">Haha</span>... will blog <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_53" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">abt</span> this.<br /><br />33. What’s your favourite shampoo conditioner and soap?<br />Currently using Dove Shampoo and Conditioner and Baby Milk Bath.<br /><br />34. Do you talk in your sleep?<br />During my pregnant days I do, but not before and after birth... <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_54" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">Dont</span> ask me why!<br /><br />35. Ocean or pool?<br />Neither!<br /><br />36. So, who has the original missing questions? #36, 37, 61, and 62?<br />Got missing <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_55" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">meh</span>? This is question 36 <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_56" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">lor</span>...<br /><br />37. Who would you take on a <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_57" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">ménage</span> à <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_58" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">trois</span> for a dirty weekend?<br /><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_59" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">Hyun</span> Bin or Rain!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! They will have to fight to come along <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_60" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">lor</span>... <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_61" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">hahhhahahahahah</span> *slap-slap* *wake up*<br /><br />38. Window seat or aisle?<br />Window <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_62" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">pls</span>... cos I will get dizzy if I see <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_63" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">ppl</span> walking up and down...<br /><br />39. Ever met anyone famous?<br />Er... Jacky <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_64" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">Cheung</span> consider famous <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_65" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">ar</span> not?<br /><br />40. Do you feel that you’<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_66" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">ve</span> had a truly successful life?<br />Yes and No. Yes because I have a loving family and a supportive mom and dad and no because my career have not reached its peak.<br /><br />41. Do you twirl your spaghetti or cut it?<br /><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_67" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">Haha</span>.. I like <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_68" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">Wenn's</span> answer EAT IT... ya la... eat it la... after <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_69">twirl ling</span> it.<br /><br />42. Ricki Lake or Oprah Winfrey?<br />Ricki Who? Oprah if she shares her assets with me...<br /><br />43. Basketball or Football?<br />Neither.... never can figure out what is a slam dunk... and <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_70" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">dont</span> know what is so exciting about watching 11 silly men chasing a tiny ball running in a huge field.<br /><br />44. How long do your showers last?<br />About 10 <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_71" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">mins</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_72" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">gua</span> including washing my hair and also trimming my eyebrow. What question is this ah... so personal wan...<br /><br />45. Automatic or do you drive a stick?<br />Proud to say I can drive both...<br /><br />46. Cake or ice cream?<br /><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_73" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">Dont</span> make me choose can or not.... er but die die also must choose then cake <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_74" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">lor</span>... <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_75" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">aiyoh</span>... I am yearning for Black Forrest la.... its been ages since I ate them... *slurps*<br /><br />47. Are you self-conscious?<br />Little bit <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_76" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">ler</span>.<br /><br />48. Have you ever drank so much you threw up?<br />Drank <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_77" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">alot</span> but <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_78" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">didnt</span> threw up, just forgotten where I parked my car and ended up going home in my friend's car. <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_79" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">Jialatt</span> or not???<br /><br />49. Have you ever given money to a beggar?<br />Yes, but hubby deters me from doing so cos he said if want to do charity, better go to proper charity organisations <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_80" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">wor</span>...<br /><br />50. Have you been in love?<br />Since the day I am conceived.... I am in love with my mom and dad... and now in love with Oscar and hubby... <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_81" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">eeeeeee</span> so 'yuk ma'...<br /><br />51. Where do you wish you were?<br />HOLIDAY........ a very very <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_82" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">looooooooooooooooong</span> one too.<br /><br />52. Are you wearing socks?<br />Why must I?<br /><br />53. Have you ever ridden in an ambulance?<br /><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_83" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">Choi</span>!!!!!!<br /><br />54. Can you tango?<br />Can I tango as in can I eat Tango <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_84">Chocolate</span> ah... yes yes, I can .... pass them on... <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_85" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">hehe</span>...<br /><br />55. Last gift you received?<br />Er, few bags of <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_86">groceries</span> hubby bought home a moment ago... for me to distribute back to its respective cabinets @@#$#$%$$# *cursing*<br /><br />56. Last sport you played?<br />Chasing Oscar around the park consider sport <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_87" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">ar</span> not?<br /><br />57. Things you spend a lot of money on?<br />OSCAR<br /><br />58. Where do you live?<br />Pigeon hole.... apartment la in <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_88" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">Hongkie</span> language.<br /><br />59. Where were you born?<br /><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_89" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">Kayale</span><br /><br />60. Last wedding attended?<br />My friends wedding <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_90" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">lor</span>... more coming la this year so <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_91" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">pls</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_92" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">dont</span> remind me <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_93" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">ok</span>.<br /><br />61. Spit or swallow?<br />Er, if I am now forced to eat <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_94" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">durian</span>.... spit spit spit... but if I am now indulging in choc-<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_95" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">ke</span>-lat swallow.. gulp gulp!<br /><br />62. Favorite position?<br />Huh? Lying horizontally.......................................... sleeping la.... you tot what?<br /><br />63. Most hated food(s)?<br /><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_96" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">Wa</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_97" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">alot</span> la... must do in separate post <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_98" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">wor</span>..... I guess it must be <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_99" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">durian</span> and also <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_100" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">petai</span>!!!!!<br /><br />64. What’s your least <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_101" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">fav</span>.?<br /><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_102" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">Ini</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_103" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">soalan</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_104" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">tak</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_105" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">lengkap</span>.... <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_106" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">tak</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_107" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">boleh</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_108" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">jawap</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_109" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">jugak</span>...<br /><br />65. Can you sing?<br />Twinkle twinkle little star...... how I wonder... <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_110" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">bla</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_111" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">bla</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_112" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">bla</span>..... nice <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_113" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">ar</span> not...<br /><br />66. Last person you instant messaged?<br />My <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_114" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">lou</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_115" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">kong</span> sitting on the couch outside the living room with the laptop!!!!<br /><br />67. Last place you went on holiday?<br />Sigh..... <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_116" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">tarak</span>.<br /><br />68. Favourite regular drink?<br /><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_117" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">Teh</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_118" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">Tarik</span> ......<br /><br />69. Current Song?<br />Rain's newest album.... listen until Oscar also know how to sing <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_119" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">liow</span>...<br /><br />70. Tag 3 friends: Eh this is not a question <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_120" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">wor</span>....<br /><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_121" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">Duwan</span> la... tag <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_122" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">ppl</span> for what <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_123" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">wor</span>... but er... <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_124" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">ok</span> la <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_125" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">ok</span> la... er, I tag <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_126" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">Angeleyes</span>, Sasha (eh, <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_127" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">ppl</span> got tag you on this <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_128" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">ar</span> not) and Annie (eh must do fast fast ah <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_129" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">tis</span> one).<br /><br /><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_130" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">Ok</span>.... <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_131" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">zzzzzzzzzzzz</span> time <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_132" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">liow</span>...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21190194-2159624997096325062?l=mylittlechampion.blogspot.com'/></div>Oscar's Mommynoreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21190194.post-69236080297280641692007-01-22T20:55:00.000+08:002007-01-22T21:19:30.374+08:00Nothing to do weekendNo weekend post cos my weekend was spent mostly at home walking up and down and picking up a fight with hubby... <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">hehe</span>, joking <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">oni</span> la. He tried to <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">irritate</span> me but not successful <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">wor</span>...<br /><br />My boy is not well again and today is his first day he '<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">ponteng</span>' school. He was a little bit not himself yesterday but we still took him out for dinner and right after dinner, it got worst. His flu was really bad and also starting to feel feverish. He insist to be carried all the way in <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">MegaMall</span>... and just imagine hubby got to carry a piece of rock for 2 hrs! Again, stroller was left lying at home... Hubby got no mood to shop so I just went and look around for some stuff but also, end up empty handed. Head home and gave Oscar some medicine and we all go to sleep early.<br /><br />I hope Oscar will be <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">ok</span> tomorrow as he will need to go to school tomorrow. He is so clingy to me and I also pity him cos he has to breath through his mouth and he wants to eat his pacifier at the same time.... like that how to breath la!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21190194-6923608029728064169?l=mylittlechampion.blogspot.com'/></div>Oscar's Mommynoreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21190194.post-71988099524739112572007-01-20T19:39:00.000+08:002008-12-10T06:31:47.151+08:00Wow, can sustain for so long...<p align="center"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TLpLpGrrOkg/RbID72-5VsI/AAAAAAAAAPA/38SJW8mL7K8/s1600-h/bday+cake.jpg"></a></p><p align="center"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TLpLpGrrOkg/RbIJM2-5VtI/AAAAAAAAAPM/9v-VRwPaees/s1600-h/nn.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5022086650993923794" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TLpLpGrrOkg/RbIJM2-5VtI/AAAAAAAAAPM/9v-VRwPaees/s200/nn.jpg" border="0" /></a></p><div align="center"><br /></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;">** Happy Birthday to 'I Blog for Oscar' **</span></div><br /><br /><div align="center">** Lots of happy memories were jotted down here and </div><br /><br /><div align="center">lots of <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">un</span>-<span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">forgettable</span> events were noted here too... **<br /></div><br /><br /><div align="center"></div><br /><br /><div align="center"></div><br /><br /><div align="right"><span style="font-size:85%;"><em>(Pic courtesy of <a href="http://www.dairyqueen.com/en-US/Cakes/HappyBirthdayCakes.htm"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">DQ</span></a>)</em></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21190194-7198809952473911257?l=mylittlechampion.blogspot.com'/></div>Oscar's Mommynoreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21190194.post-43226780179848883682007-01-15T20:19:00.000+08:002008-12-10T06:31:47.633+08:00My Week'N<div><div></div><div><em>** An up-date on my </em><a href="http://mylittlechampion.blogspot.com/2007/01/week-ago.html"><em>previous post</em></a><em>. Thank you all for your valuable comments. I guessed, it will take Oscar sometime to get use to proper schooling environment. I mean, this is a big step for my little boy whom he is always so well protected by his <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">AhPo</span> and Grandpa. this is a growing phase for him.**</em></div><div></div><div><br /></div><div>I spent my weekend well but not <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">enuff</span> rest cos too much activities. But the most worth mentioning thing I did last Saturday is throwing <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">LaundryAmah</span> and Annie a <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">B'day</span> Party. <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">Hmm</span>, not like a huge <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">B'day</span> Bash but its like <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">B'day</span> Party cum <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">Bloggies</span> Gathering. You can view photos <a href="http://shannonchong.blogspot.com/2007/01/blogging-parents-gathering.html">here</a> (nobody is blogging <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">abt</span> this gathering <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">meh</span>?) It was supposed to be some sort of a surprise but then due to some problem here and there and due to my carelessness, it <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">didnt</span> turn out to be some sort like a surprise... <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">hehe</span>, <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">solly</span> ah <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">Amah</span> and Annie. </div><div><br /></div><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TLpLpGrrOkg/Rat6Nm-5VpI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/iEkwdnAYSgE/s1600-h/DSCN0332.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5020240583855789714" style="WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px" height="168" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TLpLpGrrOkg/Rat6Nm-5VpI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/iEkwdnAYSgE/s200/DSCN0332.JPG" width="206" border="0" /></a> * This cake nice ah? </div><div><br /></div><div></div><div>The food was yummy and I was like so so full after dinner. Went home straight away made myself a cup of peppermint tea... ah.... bliss! To all who attended this gathering, thank you so much for coming and I am very happy to meet you all. I know I <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">didnt</span> talk <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">alot</span> with some of you cos me busy eating and yakking with other mommies too... Next time <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">ok</span>, I promised, I will organise another round, not so havoc one <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">ok</span>?</div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div> </div><div>As usual, Sunday was spent sleeping at home but this particular Sunday was different. I woke up like super early and did some house chores and then when Oscar woke up, we went to have brunch and groceries shopping in <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">Carrefour</span>, <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">Subang</span>. Wow, they have already put up Chinese New Year deco and playing '<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">Tak</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">tung</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">chiang</span>' music. <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">Haha</span>, like <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">Amah</span>, I bought Oscar a piece of <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">cheongsam</span> for boy. <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">Haha</span>, good deal, not bad but I <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">kiasu</span>, bought the size too big and only to realised it when I reached home. I tried it on Oscar when we were there but somehow, it looked very over-sized on Oscar when I tried it again at home... <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">Shiats</span>! Have to go again by this week if not no exchange is honoured.</div><div></div><div><br /></div><div>And I bought this for Chinese New Year. Last year, we bought the '<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">Mui</span> Fa' and the 'Pussy-Willow' (is this how you called them, those white buds sticking out of branches wan??) The dangling stuff is from <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">Ikea</span>, <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">haha</span>, left over from my <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">X'mas</span> tree... So stingy la me!</div><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TLpLpGrrOkg/RauJo2-5VrI/AAAAAAAAAOg/JY9Ae5n1n4U/s1600-h/DSCN0350.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5020257544681641650" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TLpLpGrrOkg/RauJo2-5VrI/AAAAAAAAAOg/JY9Ae5n1n4U/s200/DSCN0350.JPG" border="0" /></a><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TLpLpGrrOkg/RauJom-5VqI/AAAAAAAAAOY/LLVEdVQki74/s1600-h/DSCN0347.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5020257540386674338" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TLpLpGrrOkg/RauJom-5VqI/AAAAAAAAAOY/LLVEdVQki74/s200/DSCN0347.JPG" border="0" /></a></div><div> </div><div>Really looking forward to Chinese New Year cos its the time I go visit all my aunties and uncles, and each and every year, I will see them aged gracefully and I always count my blessings that my family members are always united as one. And of course, my mom will be the most happy person cos she is like '<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">lepas</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">penjara</span>' like that. <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35">Gallivanting</span> till late night at my aunty's house yakking and eating... <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">Ok</span>, got to take out my weighing scale to watch out those kilos. Many many years ago when I was with my ex-company, times like this are times that I dread the most. The suppliers, customers will come flocking my office with food stuff and lunch and dinner invitations. And my boss will always ask me to be his 'shield' and ask me to attend on his behalf @#$%^&*%#@$ My ex-boss is always travelling between our Guangzhou factory and our <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">Msia</span> factory. Oi, I got to watch my weight too ma... Like those food but <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_38" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">aiyoh</span>, every other night is mental la... not that I am so <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_39" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">teruk</span>, <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_40" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">ppl</span> invite also I <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_41" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">dont</span> go right??!<br /></div><div><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_42" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">Ok</span>... want to do some office work now... (but very sleepy la) I think do tomorrow la... <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_43" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">hehe</span>.</div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21190194-4322678017984888368?l=mylittlechampion.blogspot.com'/></div>Oscar's Mommynoreply@blogger.com12tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21190194.post-26062499220571764912007-01-11T19:11:00.000+08:002007-01-11T20:56:46.225+08:00A Week AgoA week ago, it was Oscar's first day in school. Daddy and Mommy accompanied you to school and you were so happy and mommy noticed you enjoyed yourself.<br /><br />A week later, today; Oscar decided to cry on our way to school... Don't know why but all of a sudden, our little friend started crying when he saw me turning into the school compound. I tot he had a stomach ache or something. But he told me he <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">dont</span> want to go to school. I parked my car and <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">un</span>-strap him from his seat and took his bag and walked slowly to his school. The nearer we got to the school the louder he cried. I had to carry him in and help him to take off his shoes. He stopped crying when I told him I will stay with him for a little while. But I have to work, so I have no choice but to leave Oscar with the teacher. He was holding on to my hand so so tight and when I let go of his hand, he quickly held on to my shirt. Broke my heart maximum. Oscar was pleading me to take him home "Please mommy please" "Please take me home" "Mommy, please..." I have to run to my car cos I can't bear to hear my son crying for me. Poor boy, he could have been traumatised by some event that happened yesterday at school but still have problem in <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">speech</span> in relating the incident to us. I felt so so bad...<br /><br />I really <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">dont</span> know. After fetching him from school, I asked how was his day and he told me the teacher beat him! I asked him why and he told me cos he cried. <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">Hmmm</span>, do I believe my son or what? Is this the trick kids used nowadays to get <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">themselves</span> off something they <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">dont</span> like to do?<br /><br />I told hubby and hubby was furious. He said he want to go confront the teacher. I mean, for all you know, Oscar was trying to tell a lie; so that he <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">dont</span> need to go to school ma... So, anyone can give me any suggestion to tackle this matter? <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">Pls</span>...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21190194-2606249922057176491?l=mylittlechampion.blogspot.com'/></div>Oscar's Mommynoreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21190194.post-63654031876156321972007-01-07T17:17:00.000+08:002008-12-10T06:31:48.450+08:00Week'N post<div>I am supposed to post these pics earlier but well, better late than never <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">betul</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">tak</span>?</div><br /><p><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TLpLpGrrOkg/RaDC022ZYTI/AAAAAAAAANU/QOqrH5PLEqk/s1600-h/DSCN0209.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5017224198223388978" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TLpLpGrrOkg/RaDC022ZYTI/AAAAAAAAANU/QOqrH5PLEqk/s200/DSCN0209.JPG" border="0" /></a> * 1st day @ school. Q-<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">ing</span> up to go home.<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TLpLpGrrOkg/RaDA222ZYQI/AAAAAAAAAM8/IrsUmH2bHu0/s1600-h/DSCN0211.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5017222033559871746" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TLpLpGrrOkg/RaDA222ZYQI/AAAAAAAAAM8/IrsUmH2bHu0/s200/DSCN0211.JPG" border="0" /></a> * Oscar's first day @ school. Wearing his own shoes after school.<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TLpLpGrrOkg/RaDEOW2ZYUI/AAAAAAAAANc/S1Z2l0yUSbI/s1600-h/DSCN0234.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5017225735821680962" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TLpLpGrrOkg/RaDEOW2ZYUI/AAAAAAAAANc/S1Z2l0yUSbI/s200/DSCN0234.JPG" border="0" /></a>* Oscar's school bag courtesy of Ah <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">Poh</span>.</p><p><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TLpLpGrrOkg/RaDA3G2ZYRI/AAAAAAAAANE/QtkEY_AMBqs/s1600-h/DSCN0231.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5017222037854839058" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TLpLpGrrOkg/RaDA3G2ZYRI/AAAAAAAAANE/QtkEY_AMBqs/s200/DSCN0231.JPG" border="0" /></a> * Oscar miniature school shoes. So <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">kecik</span> la...</p><div>Was working on Saturday so didn't managed to do much cos after work I went to fetch Oscar home to <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">zzz</span> and then later in the evening, I took mom and dad out for dinner. Only four of us; mom, dad, Oscar and me as my brother is not free and hubby has got badminton game. We went to have crabs for dinner... <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">yumm</span>. But no pics cos in my previous post <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">alot</span> of food pics (<a href="http://sashablablabla.blogspot.com/"><span style="color:#cc0000;">Sasha</span></a> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">marah</span> la... said cannot loose weight <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">wor</span>... <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">hehe</span>). However, this restaurant served us a handicapped crab! Why? Cos we ordered two fatty crab and its supposed to come with 2-pairs of claws (is it called the claw??) but these two crab comes with only 3-<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">pcs</span> of claw!!! <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">Cacat</span> or what? Price was <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">ok</span> and food was yummy. Oscar liked their <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">claypot</span> tofu and mom and dad ate the crab till they can't move from their seats <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">hahahaha</span>.</div><div></div><br /><div>My poor boy was ill after few days to school. <a href="http://www.laundryamah.blogspot.com/"><span style="color:#cc0000;"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">LaundryAmah</span></span></a> said I too clean la. OK, from now onwards, Oscar, go pick up food from the floor to eat... no la just joking. <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">Amah</span> asked me not to be too protective only la... Hubby also <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">sakit</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">liow</span> flu and little bit feverish. Was sneezing non stop so I have to confined Oscar in a room and separate these two babies of mine! </div><div></div><br /><div>Went out to some shopping on Sunday (today) and bought some groceries and some t-shirts for Oscar. Had lunch and <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">balik</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">rumah</span> to <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">zzzz</span>. Can't sleep la me so decided to cook some porridge and blog. Sigh, suppose to be out shopping the whole day to compensate my 4-days wasted last weekend! But, hubby <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">sakit</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">liow</span> so must go home quick to rest.</div><div></div><br /><div><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">Ok</span>, hope to do more post on Oscar's development in school. Will post Oscar's artwork in my next post. He he...</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21190194-6365403187615632197?l=mylittlechampion.blogspot.com'/></div>Oscar's Mommynoreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21190194.post-7430981116943680862007-01-03T22:01:00.000+08:002007-01-03T22:10:17.077+08:00The First Time...<div align="center"><em><span style="color:#3333ff;">"The first time, I looked into your eyes I cry...."</span></em></div><br />that explains my feelings today when i sent <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">oscar</span> to school today with hubby. i woke up very early in the morning; in fact i couldn't sleep well cos i was thinking hard about <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">oscar's</span> first day. its his first time with new friends and its his first time in a proper schooling environment.<br /><br />woke my little boy up and dressed him up in his school uniform. couldn't help but felt so proud of him cos he looked so matured in his uniform and his new school bag. ah <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">po</span> (my mom) bought him his <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">fav</span> character school bag ; The Cars. in fact, mom called me several times yesterday to remind me this remind me that... she is also very <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">kan</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">cheong</span>, just like me. ah <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">po</span> bought the school bag long time before school starts. <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">hehe</span>....<br /><br />arrived at school on the dot. <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">oscar</span> was very shy at the beginning as he refuse to get down and insist that daddy carried him all the way into the class. hubby and i accompanied <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">oscar</span> a little while and hubby got to go meet his customer a little while. that left me with <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">oscar</span> in the classroom amongst his new friends and a few mommies and daddies. then i got to excuse my self to make some calls back to the office and i left <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">oscar</span> alone in the class for almost half an hour. i took a peek at him and he was doing fine; realising that i am not there. he is my little champion.<br /><br />after school hubby came and picked us up and we sent <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">oscar</span> back to my mom's place. <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">oscar</span> was very hungry then cos he <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">didnt</span> ate the bun the school gave... my boy very selective in food. mom made lunch for him and he ate all of it.<br /><br />"<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">oscar</span>, you made mommy proud today."<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21190194-743098111694368086?l=mylittlechampion.blogspot.com'/></div>Oscar's Mommynoreply@blogger.com12tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21190194.post-12963557783910452872007-01-02T10:13:00.000+08:002008-12-10T06:31:49.746+08:00Another Food PostJust want to do a quick food review on this restaurant we ate during the holidays. Its called <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">Siu</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">Siu</span> Restaurant and its located along the Old Airport Road. Its funny looking signboard with crab and prawns all lighted up is a prominent sign.<br /><br />We went there with a couple of friends to have dinner and were surprised that the crowd was so so since its a <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">highly</span> recommended place by both hubby and friend. This restaurant was originally located somewhere near the <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">Tean</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">Hou</span> Temple (on the way to this temple) but was moved to this place sometime early this year. <br /><br />Environment wise I'd say this place is comfy. The high ceiling fan and spacious sitting tables and chairs. Lots of <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">luscious</span> tress and they also have their very own fish tank (very huge) which Oscar insist of going there to snap pics (lazy so I <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">didnt</span> upload). We ordered the Free-Range Chicken cooked <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">ala</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">Yim</span>-<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">Kuk</span>-Kai. Tasted <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">ok</span> but quite bland. The chicken is fresh but since its supposed to be <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">Yim</span>-<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">Kuk</span>-Kai, it should at least tasted like one! Then, we had the <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">Kam</span>-<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">Heong</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">Juk</span> Tann, tasted heaven! So so highly recommended but just remember to ask the chef to lower the salt if you <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">dont</span> like salty food... We also ordered their seafood tofu <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17">clay pot</span> which is a very normal dish; <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">yumm</span> too. Another heaven dish is the <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">Guiness</span> Stout pork ribs. The taste of the ribs with hot piping white rice is so so yummy. The ribs are deep fried till perfection and then tossed in some very yummy sauce - Lip Smacking! The steam fish was the most expansive dish I think but it <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)">didnt</span> lived up to its price cos the portion was a little bit small. Taste wise, I'd say good.... not excellent. We also ordered their famous Spinach Soup (I whacked before any photos was taken!) Overall food rating for this restaurant is 7/10. Could be better, so the next time we visit, we will drop off the kids somewhere (my mom's place la) and eat in peace and this time round, we will order their signature dish; Ham-Dan Crab... The table next to us ordered and the smell is like.... ORGASMIC!!!<br /><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TLpLpGrrOkg/RZnByPWekVI/AAAAAAAAALc/Fzqg0QBucOE/s1600-h/DSCN0196.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015252728912187730" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TLpLpGrrOkg/RZnByPWekVI/AAAAAAAAALc/Fzqg0QBucOE/s200/DSCN0196.JPG" border="0" /></a><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TLpLpGrrOkg/RZnByvWekWI/AAAAAAAAALk/i4G7zdW8In0/s1600-h/DSCN0197.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015252737502122338" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TLpLpGrrOkg/RZnByvWekWI/AAAAAAAAALk/i4G7zdW8In0/s200/DSCN0197.JPG" border="0" /></a><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TLpLpGrrOkg/RZnBy_WekXI/AAAAAAAAALs/pEsknVNzyQo/s1600-h/DSCN0198.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015252741797089650" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TLpLpGrrOkg/RZnBy_WekXI/AAAAAAAAALs/pEsknVNzyQo/s200/DSCN0198.JPG" border="0" /></a> <a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TLpLpGrrOkg/RZnBzfWekYI/AAAAAAAAAL0/7kQqndqAVFg/s1600-h/DSCN0201.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015252750387024258" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TLpLpGrrOkg/RZnBzfWekYI/AAAAAAAAAL0/7kQqndqAVFg/s200/DSCN0201.JPG" border="0" /></a><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TLpLpGrrOkg/RZnGJ_WekZI/AAAAAAAAAL8/ncLePcL6jk4/s1600-h/DSCN0202.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015257534980592018" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TLpLpGrrOkg/RZnGJ_WekZI/AAAAAAAAAL8/ncLePcL6jk4/s200/DSCN0202.JPG" border="0" /></a><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TLpLpGrrOkg/RZnGKPWekaI/AAAAAAAAAME/bZAnGHDOfgE/s1600-h/DSCN0203.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015257539275559330" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TLpLpGrrOkg/RZnGKPWekaI/AAAAAAAAAME/bZAnGHDOfgE/s200/DSCN0203.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TLpLpGrrOkg/RZnGKvWekbI/AAAAAAAAAMM/quf_vm8EfZc/s1600-h/DSCN0204.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015257547865493938" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TLpLpGrrOkg/RZnGKvWekbI/AAAAAAAAAMM/quf_vm8EfZc/s200/DSCN0204.JPG" border="0" /></a><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TLpLpGrrOkg/RZnGK_WekcI/AAAAAAAAAMU/AoXioQp0Q8M/s1600-h/DSCN0205.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015257552160461250" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TLpLpGrrOkg/RZnGK_WekcI/AAAAAAAAAMU/AoXioQp0Q8M/s200/DSCN0205.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div> </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21190194-1296355778391045287?l=mylittlechampion.blogspot.com'/></div>Oscar's Mommynoreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21190194.post-23803007150296918172007-01-02T00:21:00.000+08:002008-12-10T06:31:50.697+08:00Zzzzz<div>My little boy likes to take his naps on our couch in the living room... Dont know why but he always dooze off there... These are some pics I took a few days ago... Zzzzzz...</div><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TLpLpGrrOkg/RZk3OfWekPI/AAAAAAAAAKU/yWbhQGWu--8/s1600-h/DSCN0006.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015100382127231218" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TLpLpGrrOkg/RZk3OfWekPI/AAAAAAAAAKU/yWbhQGWu--8/s200/DSCN0006.JPG" border="0" /></a><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TLpLpGrrOkg/RZk3PPWekQI/AAAAAAAAAKc/aNKm-zOv_8A/s1600-h/DSCN0013.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015100395012133122" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TLpLpGrrOkg/RZk3PPWekQI/AAAAAAAAAKc/aNKm-zOv_8A/s200/DSCN0013.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /></div><div></div><div>* Look at my lazy boy...<br /></div><div></div><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TLpLpGrrOkg/RZk3P_WekRI/AAAAAAAAAKk/T0grJoVRFYg/s1600-h/DSCN0019.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015100407897035026" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TLpLpGrrOkg/RZk3P_WekRI/AAAAAAAAAKk/T0grJoVRFYg/s200/DSCN0019.JPG" border="0" /></a><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TLpLpGrrOkg/RZk3QvWekSI/AAAAAAAAAKs/KwJUPL2-xvc/s1600-h/DSCN0021.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015100420781936930" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TLpLpGrrOkg/RZk3QvWekSI/AAAAAAAAAKs/KwJUPL2-xvc/s200/DSCN0021.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /></div><div></div><div>* So peaceful... Hehe, I pulled out his cit-cit...</div><br /><div></div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TLpLpGrrOkg/RZk4_fWekTI/AAAAAAAAAK0/9MwsdSmkM-M/s1600-h/DSCN0015.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015102323452449074" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TLpLpGrrOkg/RZk4_fWekTI/AAAAAAAAAK0/9MwsdSmkM-M/s200/DSCN0015.JPG" border="0" /></a><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TLpLpGrrOkg/RZk4__WekUI/AAAAAAAAAK8/tecmpOxNDD8/s1600-h/DSCN0016.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015102332042383682" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TLpLpGrrOkg/RZk4__WekUI/AAAAAAAAAK8/tecmpOxNDD8/s200/DSCN0016.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div>* Look at his hand; so big ledi, and his leg; bruised ankle from a fall from the stool. Dont ask me how but he kept on complaining its painful before he dooze of.</div><div></div><br /><div>I like to watch him sleep. So serene and peaceful. Sometimes, he'll sleep-talk. Sometimes, he'll give out a loud cry then go back to sleep again (dont ask me why??) and best of all, when he sleeps, he snores a bit sometimes. Haha, inherited this from daddy I guessed. But, I read in some articles that if little boy snores, it means that their air-breathing passage if blocked. Is it true? Can anyone enlightened me on this?</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21190194-2380300715029691817?l=mylittlechampion.blogspot.com'/></div>Oscar's Mommynoreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21190194.post-13892009149616840182007-01-01T22:58:00.000+08:002008-12-10T06:31:53.457+08:00Food Food Food......Lazy to do post by post, so I did a whole bunch of pics all lumped into one post! Food that we had during the holidays and food that I cooked... yumm!<br /><br /><div><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TLpLpGrrOkg/RZkmIPWej7I/AAAAAAAAAGk/DhMXyMiDJys/s1600-h/DSCN0100.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015081583055376306" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TLpLpGrrOkg/RZkmIPWej7I/AAAAAAAAAGk/DhMXyMiDJys/s200/DSCN0100.JPG" border="0" /></a> <a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TLpLpGrrOkg/RZkmI_Wej8I/AAAAAAAAAGs/fpzr2ivuNjU/s1600-h/DSCN0101.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015081595940278210" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TLpLpGrrOkg/RZkmI_Wej8I/AAAAAAAAAGs/fpzr2ivuNjU/s200/DSCN0101.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TLpLpGrrOkg/RZkmJfWej9I/AAAAAAAAAG0/Cvb_d-wyyCY/s1600-h/DSCN0105.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015081604530212818" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TLpLpGrrOkg/RZkmJfWej9I/AAAAAAAAAG0/Cvb_d-wyyCY/s200/DSCN0105.JPG" border="0" /></a> <a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TLpLpGrrOkg/RZkmKPWej-I/AAAAAAAAAG8/gc5tjvDm1ro/s1600-h/DSCN0104.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015081617415114722" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TLpLpGrrOkg/RZkmKPWej-I/AAAAAAAAAG8/gc5tjvDm1ro/s200/DSCN0104.JPG" border="0" /></a></div><div>* Tung-Jit dinner at my mom's place. Mom and dad cooking a feast! There are more food but I only managed to snap these cos the later when other dishes its served, I whacked liow. He he.. The duck that I bought tasted HEAVEN!!! And of course the intended pork chop I made turned out to look like tiny pieces of pork slices.... blueh.... but tasted yummy! Mom made soup, another vege dish and also chicken... so much meat we could feel our self gained an extra 10lbs after this meal! Serious!<br /><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TLpLpGrrOkg/RZkqRvWej_I/AAAAAAAAAHE/tNTQP06bOJ0/s1600-h/DSCN0143.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015086144310644722" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TLpLpGrrOkg/RZkqRvWej_I/AAAAAAAAAHE/tNTQP06bOJ0/s200/DSCN0143.JPG" border="0" /></a><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TLpLpGrrOkg/RZkqSfWekAI/AAAAAAAAAHM/6zE6CGBcfnU/s1600-h/DSCN0144.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015086157195546626" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TLpLpGrrOkg/RZkqSfWekAI/AAAAAAAAAHM/6zE6CGBcfnU/s200/DSCN0144.JPG" border="0" /></a></div><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TLpLpGrrOkg/RZkqTfWekBI/AAAAAAAAAHU/lNY3bS_tE_s/s1600-h/DSCN0145.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015086174375415826" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TLpLpGrrOkg/RZkqTfWekBI/AAAAAAAAAHU/lNY3bS_tE_s/s200/DSCN0145.JPG" border="0" /></a><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TLpLpGrrOkg/RZkqUPWekCI/AAAAAAAAAHc/eLhypYQqlGY/s1600-h/DSCN0147.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015086187260317730" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TLpLpGrrOkg/RZkqUPWekCI/AAAAAAAAAHc/eLhypYQqlGY/s200/DSCN0147.JPG" border="0" /></a></div><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TLpLpGrrOkg/RZkqU_WekDI/AAAAAAAAAHk/x4q4pggX5yc/s1600-h/DSCN0148.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015086200145219634" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TLpLpGrrOkg/RZkqU_WekDI/AAAAAAAAAHk/x4q4pggX5yc/s200/DSCN0148.JPG" border="0" /></a><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TLpLpGrrOkg/RZkssPWekEI/AAAAAAAAAHs/o71nftnpCi0/s1600-h/DSCN0154.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015088798600433730" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TLpLpGrrOkg/RZkssPWekEI/AAAAAAAAAHs/o71nftnpCi0/s200/DSCN0154.JPG" border="0" /></a><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TLpLpGrrOkg/RZkstPWekFI/AAAAAAAAAH0/aldhdzFZyKs/s1600-h/DSCN0156.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015088815780302930" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TLpLpGrrOkg/RZkstPWekFI/AAAAAAAAAH0/aldhdzFZyKs/s200/DSCN0156.JPG" border="0" /></a></div><div>* Belated Tung-Jit dinner with 2-BILs at Wenworth Hotel, Janbo Restaurant. Erm, dinner was so so only... the first dish yumm, the sharkfin was like MSG broth, steam chicken tasted weird (some herbal chicken), steam fish tasted ok ler, the prawns I didnt eat so cant comment, the LorHon Chye ok ler, had the lotus wrapped rice, tasted nice but too salty (I like!) and look at these very porn looking buns! Ha ha...<br /><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TLpLpGrrOkg/RZkst_WekGI/AAAAAAAAAH8/w7VdDpEdP7g/s1600-h/DSCN0175.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015088828665204834" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TLpLpGrrOkg/RZkst_WekGI/AAAAAAAAAH8/w7VdDpEdP7g/s200/DSCN0175.JPG" border="0" /></a><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TLpLpGrrOkg/RZksufWekHI/AAAAAAAAAIE/itOFLunt_tY/s1600-h/DSCN0176.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015088837255139442" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TLpLpGrrOkg/RZksufWekHI/AAAAAAAAAIE/itOFLunt_tY/s200/DSCN0176.JPG" border="0" /></a></div><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TLpLpGrrOkg/RZkvzvWekII/AAAAAAAAAIM/MISR2dhc3rA/s1600-h/DSCN0178.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015092225984336002" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TLpLpGrrOkg/RZkvzvWekII/AAAAAAAAAIM/MISR2dhc3rA/s200/DSCN0178.JPG" border="0" /></a><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TLpLpGrrOkg/RZkv1PWekLI/AAAAAAAAAIk/twzamsXAE1k/s1600-h/DSCN0177.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015092251754139826" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TLpLpGrrOkg/RZkv1PWekLI/AAAAAAAAAIk/twzamsXAE1k/s200/DSCN0177.JPG" border="0" /></a> </div><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TLpLpGrrOkg/RZkv0vWekKI/AAAAAAAAAIc/9ACnHXQDM9U/s1600-h/DSCN0180.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015092243164205218" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TLpLpGrrOkg/RZkv0vWekKI/AAAAAAAAAIc/9ACnHXQDM9U/s200/DSCN0180.JPG" border="0" /></a><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TLpLpGrrOkg/RZkxePWekNI/AAAAAAAAAI0/paoa4sgWfPA/s1600-h/DSCN0084.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015094055640404178" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TLpLpGrrOkg/RZkxePWekNI/AAAAAAAAAI0/paoa4sgWfPA/s200/DSCN0084.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TLpLpGrrOkg/RZkxdfWekMI/AAAAAAAAAIs/0LvRP2wtp5I/s1600-h/DSCN0181.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015094042755502274" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TLpLpGrrOkg/RZkxdfWekMI/AAAAAAAAAIs/0LvRP2wtp5I/s200/DSCN0181.JPG" border="0" /></a><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TLpLpGrrOkg/RZkxevWekOI/AAAAAAAAAI8/8R3rSOrA4TY/s1600-h/DSCN0182.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015094064230338786" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TLpLpGrrOkg/RZkxevWekOI/AAAAAAAAAI8/8R3rSOrA4TY/s200/DSCN0182.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />* Made Stir-Fried Noodles on Boxing Day. Taste wise ok ler, not as good as mom's cos I dont know what did I missed in the recipe... somehow tarak oomph! Made Sharkfin Melon soup too to go with the noodles. One bowl with lots of melon and the other lots of pork ribs and bones for hubby! Burrpp! Solly...<br /></div><div>There is another restaurant I would like to do a food post but blogger is loading the photos like so so slooooooooowwww..... so me go oi-oi first. Do tomorrow okie!!! Happy New Year 2007!<br /></div><div> </div><div></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21190194-1389200914961684018?l=mylittlechampion.blogspot.com'/></div>Oscar's Mommynoreply@blogger.com3