Finding A Nest

I’m torturing myself again with the ‘nest’ hunting activities. as if I’ve got nothing better to do like cleaning the house, re-organising the furnitures (pooh, as if I bother so much about re-organising things inside my house ;)), or at least doing my therapeutic exercise in the kitchen … no lah, can’t even stretch my legs let alone my arms in the tiny kitchen can I? apalagi if not cooking! which I did later after the heart wrenching nest hunting activities.

I wonder why I let myself doing this again when all its going to do is breaking my heart even more than whatever damage already done after the 1st hunting at sunway kayangan. it was foolish of me to think that I’d find another dream house out there if I cannot get my hands on this.

the result of the nest hunting was a heart wrenching dream :-( . I dreamed that I bought this house.


but in my dream the windows are different, it has no horizontal and vertical panels crossing each other. it was a straight glass windows. in my dream I had the glass windows engraved with patterns of green daun keladi, and the wooden frame instead of white coloured, in my dreams it was wood coloured. the combination of the carved daun keladi and wooden framed gives my nest a touch of a resort home. on the opposite there was a small pond, with waters from the fountain splashing all over the place. it was greens everywhere, and it feels sooo like… home.

that was in my dream. but this is not a dream… the exterior does send a tug at my heart when I first set my eyes on it.

I like the exterior paintwork.

but once inside I wonder what the architect/designer think when he design the interior of this house? the design doesn’t do justice to the large built up. what’s the point of having a 22x70 home when it gives not much different to the 20x65 home we have in kapar? is that the difference of having a big name compared to a biasa2 name developer?


the bathroom attached to the masterbed is so small, i may need to walk over the wc to get to the other side


nice to look at but the interior is disappointing *sigh*

but one thing i like about this place, in the middle of it there's a surau under construction. if we choose to live here, dapatlah menikmati suara azan berkumandang tiap waktu... mmm

Wedding Bells, The 'X' Week & Birthday Bash

what a weekend!

I went to a wedding on saturday … not just a wedding but my second cousin’s wedding. a second cousin (jaja) that I only know exist when I was 23, whom i’ve last met 5 years ago. if it wasn’t for my first job offer in port klang, I would never know that I have a second cousin that shared first name with me. I felt terrible for not knowing my father’s side of family… he estranged himself from his ‘syed’ kinfolk since young. i was sort of like bringing them together back then. it was the first time I went to her house in taman sri andalas. I’ve only ever met her masa dulu2 at tok wan’s house (tok wan is my grand aunt, grandma to jaja, of course) in port klang.

I had second thoughts about going, I have not met or communicate with them for the past 5 years, I wonder how they’d react in presence. they were a bit aloof , but I couldn’t blame them considering what my dad did by estranging himself, could i? plus I’ve never return to tok wan’s since I left 5 years ago. but I’m happy that I went anyway. I’m happy to see the faces that had given me shelter when I needed one. I’m sooo happy that I re-united with Rahmah@Sharifah Rahmah, another second cousin. she’s a warm hearted young girl, so warm hearted that I clique with her instantly masa menumpang rumah tok wan dulu. I left before the bride makes her grand entrance, rushing for fahmi’s tumble tots class in subang parade. I left a gift for the bride, just to let her know I was there. Selamat Pengantin Baru Sharifah Asyukeen Aleeza, I used to call her jaja, hope I get the name right.

okay enough about wedding/family reunion. so next week gonna be the ‘X’ or ‘ekkss’ week for fahmi’s class. got to prepare something with ‘x’ for him. with limited words and things which begins with ‘x’ the teacher gave us leniency to come up with something not only begins with ‘x’ but also anything with an ‘x’ in the middle or at the back of the word. so what it’s going to be? I don’t know yet… not now when we have to get ready for baby hakeem’s 1st birthday bash (liza@putralady’s baby). we are late! supposed to be there on time for cake cutting at 3pm… but my lil’ kittens are sleeping. so does my luvvyduvvy ‘wild cat’ ;-) . time to wake them up…

Weight Issue

I’ve been consuming herbalife formulas for one and a half month now (excluding the days that I missed taking them). I take it regularly on weekdays; twice daily for breakfast and lunch, rest on weekends. people who know me would ask why I take herbalife when I have succeeded in losing weight without taking any pills or supplement before? let see how things have changed.

while colleagues at the office awed at my transformation from XL to M, they don’t believe that I didn’t take or consume any of the slimming pills, or herbs abundant in the market to be back in shape. until now after two years plus they still want to believe that I’d done something to my body, I’d taken something or else I wouldn’t be back in shape. how very shallow human brain sometimes. they don’t believe in the power of controlling your own mind to be able to control your desire, your body.

that’s exactly what I did when I first started to lose weight. I combat the urge/crave to eat continuously. the fact that I was nursing yaya at that time didn’t do much help. everytime after expressing milk or nurse her I’d felt the urge to eat.

but I was adamant that there is nothing in this world could help me to lose weight but myself. mind you, I’ve tried slimming pills after fahmi was born, despite having taken the pills and cutting down my food intake nothing happen. Alhamdulillah, the time with yaya, I manage to see the results in 6months and I continuosly lose weight until she is one and a half. I was ecstatically happy when I hit 54kgs. Maintain at that spot for months, lose some more when I had my tonsils remove and had to be on soft diet or I call it as ‘confinement’ period. but after that I stopped losing weight and now in total I’ve gain three kilos. I felt like a cow at 57kgs. I’ve been eating like a cow; eat whatever I crave and cannot touch during my ‘confinement’. Serve my self right.

I can start to watch my diet again, and combat the desire to eat like I did before. I’ve succeeded once right, should be no problem to do it again. But there’s the problem. Ever since I’ve started with the new post at the office, I need to do a lot of thinking, running here and there because all the divisions/department I’m overseeing is scattered all over the building. Before I can skip taking breakfast or lunch without experiencing any effect on my brain let alone my stomach. But now, I’d be feeling dizzy and my stomach would churn if I didn’t feed myself something.

So I decided to take herbalife as a supplement. Since it can also be consume for those who want to lose weight, I guess I’d be lucky if I can shed a kilo or two while taking it. The person who introduced me to herbalife assured me that I’d have no problem to shed 3 kilos in the 1st month consumption. eh, now there is a problem. I’ve pass the 1 month timeframe and still not losing any kilos… except I’ve notice my abs is slightly flatten and so does my bosom! darn it i’m losing fat at the wrong places! tak boleh jadi ni…

Reaching Out

when i left the lush green grounds of UKM 6 years ago, i lost contact with almost all my uni mates, faculty mates, kamsis mates, housemates and roommates. except for norashida @ shida (we were in the same classes coz we took the same major) & rohayu @ ayu(girl next door at kamsis - she used to bully me into translating her anthropology assignments). i envy those people whom from time to time still be able to catch up with their uni mates. i dont know what went wrong or how it went wrong, but i felt as though my 3 years of uni days doesnt exist at all. i hardly saw the same faces in uni anywhere around kl. it really made me feel sad coz when i left uni i thought that someday me & my unimates would bump into each other for at least once in our lifetime.

for the past 2 years i've been dying to hear about all my uni mates. the only connection i have is through shida & ayu, since they are both so far away in alor setar & ipoh, we only get connected once in a while through emails (which both of them hardly send me any for the past 1 year) and sms (which i noticed that my sms to ayu for the past 4 months came unreplied, i wonder why). still not much i heard about the rest of my unimates from shida & ayu. i'm dying to know whether suraya@sue, my roomates for 2 years from penang who aspired to become a radio DJ did really become a DJ? or whether she is married coz while we were busy with our last year papers she was busy courting... the boy she was dating at that time had already asked for her hand. but i've never received any wedding invitation from her so far, on the contrary i'm the one who'd been sending wedding invitation to all my frens a year after graduation! i send invitation cards to many people from uni years, those whom i called frens, kalau acquaintances tu ramai sangat, satu FSKK jer ada 500 over, yang satu kuliah komunikasi jer dah 200 lebih. but none turn up... sad :-(

so the result of nil connection with all of them is... i've forgotten most of their names... but not their faces. i can't believe it... i'm very particular about peoples name, i used the remember all my 43 mates from class of '94 & '95 names, with their bins and bintis and their d/os and s/os and family names.

so, i've given up any hopes to bump into my old unimates. until last night, when hubby took me & the kids to tesco shah alam for our dinner, he's been telling me that there's a food stall operated by chinese muslim family selling homemade yellow mee dishes. except i've forgotten niat asal nak try the mee when i bump into my old fren from uni having her dinner kat foodcourt tu. we were looking for vacant tables when i saw one lady sitting alone at a 6 chairs table. i would never forget how she looked like, she's still the same chubby girl i used to know, except she's not wearing glasses anymore. but i recognise her immediately... i would never forget her name coz we shared the same first name, tapi second name tu yang slow skit nak ingat. ah yesss... sharifah fauziah... syukur pada Tuhan... akhirnya jumpa jugak sorang. so we chit chatt and with the limited time we had tried to catch up on each other's life. she's seemed surprise with how my life progress... me married with 2 kids. i think i know why fauziah ;-) .i'll talk about it in my future entry, hopefully soon haha...
i've got her number saved in my hp. so will catch up some more later. fauziah, if you're reading my blog, jangan marah ye on my remark kat atas tu... hehehe

i'm feeling... happy, no not just happy... puas! Allah answered my prayer...

what about the rest of them? honestly i've lost count... i need to re do my unimate list and try to ingat balik nama2 semua orang... pencarianku baru bermula

The "M" Week

today we had to prepare something for fahmi's 'letterland' class. they wud be rotating alphabets every 2 weeks in random, and the children is required to bring things beginning with the 'letter of the week'. so this week is the 'M' week.
ever since the teacher told us what's the letter of the week i've been trying to figure out what fahmi should bring for the class. hmmm ... my 'walking dictionary' is short of word beginning with 'm'. i can't figure out anything else but 'muffin'. but we can't be bringing more food item to the class can we? not after the 'W'afer that we asked fahmi to bring in last 2 weeks, the teachers wud think we really are the food frenzies family. every letters wud be associated with food. ha ha ha...
so i have to think fast and list down everything that begins with 'm'. so here's my list:

muffin - emmm... reject
mango
mirror - we can bring the one dalam bilik komputer tu
marble
margarine
moon
money
mask
mountain
milk

hubby finally went for 'motorbike'. okay whatever, since hubby yang hantar fahmi to school today so i let him get away with it. i think i would go with mango (boleh makan jugak hehe), beli kat kedai buah depan rumah tu, bukannya susah pun ;-)

i need to dig for more words and simpan dalam my 'walking dictionary'...

Hectic Monday

it was a hectic day for me. baru jer masuk lift ofis my hp dah berdering2... i ignore it. i really hate to go panic when the phone ringing... some people maybe dah teraba2 cari phone but me... lantak ko ler nak berbunyi.
once i'm safely inside my office, i checked the missed calls list. it was my chairman who's been buzzing me. gulp! apa dia nak pepagi buta ni? return his call... obviously he wants some updates regarding the domestic inquiry case i'm handling, well of course i dun handle these cases directly, i let the right people to manage them. huh pagi2 dah cakap pasal DI... sungguh tidak menyelerakan!
and then another call from 'him' at about 10am. he delivered a shocking news about one crew vessel who was reported lost when he jumped out from the vessel in to the waters. my task is to form an emergency response team to attend to this matter. which i did manage to gathered a few senior people from various background. prepared an immediate action plan and get the people on the move. sadly, walaupun segala usaha humanly possible to arrange, the body still not recovered sehingga sekarang.
what a sad day...
what a day...
penat...

Big Boy

fahmi is growing up day by day. i’m so absorbed with my daily work sometimes i just don’t realized how fast the kids is growing.

Like recently we had an argument (yes, my 3yr old boy dah pandai argue) about jeans. one day fahmi insist to don a pair of jeans (long jeans) when i get him dressed for an outing. back then, there was no long jeans in his chest drawer. when I pulled out a pair of ¾ jeans that I bought for him last raya. he refused to don the jeans and said that was not a jeans. a 3/4 jeans is not a jeans? After a long argument it hit me there and then that what he meant was long jeans like the one that nenek put on him last time masa dia kehabisan seluar nak pakai masa kat rumah nenek. but that was kakak farah’s jeans with butterflies & flower prints, takkan mama nak kasi hensem boy pakai jeans girl?

two things hit my mind on the instance. no. 1 my baby dah pandai voice out his preference, which brought me to no. 2 that is, he’s a big boy now, he doesn’t want to be dressed in ¾ or short pants anymore. he wants to be dressed the way a big boy dressed, in long pants/jeans. it made me realized that no matter how hard I tried to keep my children under my wings, I have to face the reality that they are growing up and I cudnt stop them from growing up.

sekarang fahmi dah pandai choose what to wear, he has his own preference. He’s little by little voicing out his mind. my boy is trying to tell me that he’s a big boy now, he doesn’t need me to patronize him the way I did before masa dia kecik.

sekarang kalau bawa dia pergi majlis I dont need to watch over him sangat. he wud make himself comfortable, either sit together among kids around his age or older (I noticed that he’s more comfortable with kids slightly older than him). dia tak kisah langsung kat mana mama & daddy dia, he dun even care about makan. macam masa besday baby neesa kat rumah loveleen (one of pcm forummers), he played with baby hakeem (baby liza putralady) & liza’s younger bro, langsung tak pedulikan mama & daddy. every now and then I wud take a peek over him. sampailah one time tu I saw him sharing a plate of sate with liza’s bro.

but no matter how grown up he is, he wud still be mama’s & daddy’s manja boy. kalau kena buli dengan adik harus menangis sampai tak hingat dunia. tapi ada hari2nya adik akan ‘backing’ abang. like the other day when I teased fahmi bila dia asyik mengaduh sakit lutut (he got his knee scratched masa jatuh kat tempat cuci kereta)

me : eiii abang ni manja lah, nangis jer…
yaya : ‘ukan ‘anja, takit… (bukan manja, tapi sakit)

si kenit ni pun dah pandai argue. the other when i made a remark about hubby's kancil ada 'power', she tried to correct me by saying " 'ukan wower, wower..."
and just now when she said " kikuu..." (refering to a penguin on the cover of her colouring book) i correct her by saying "bukan kikuu, pingu.." she fight back and says " 'ukan kikuu, kikuu!"

seronoknya ada kawan bertekak nih :)

Anak Sape Nih?

hubby snap these photos masa we all balik t'ganu last month for my grandma's funeral. pretending to be an adult yaya so determined to cut her fingernail by herself



with her curls all over her face and her big round eyes, seriusnya potong kuku


eiiiyaahhhh ... "mama jangan kacau tau..."

Weekend Updates

Not so much of a weekend treat for the kids, apart from going out to send fahmi for his Saturday class, we spent most of our time at home, the two lil kittens (fahmi & yaya) berkepit with hubby who just got back from his long outstation trip in malacca . while me as usual bila Saturday off I’d be busy in the kitchen preparing food to tempt my love ones; I made nasi tomato with ayam masak merah & vege dalcha. and I also baked some pineapple tarts yang hubby minta buatkan. except he didn’t eat that much sebab tonsil dia bengkak.

The kids missed their daddy so much. At one point the 3 of us were practically fighting each other to steal his attention. so to be fair to everyone, hubby took us out except we cudnt decide where to go. finally we ended up at SACC mall. it was my idea. mind you I didn’t do it on purpose walaupun hati sebenarnya meronta-ronta nak menjenguk gulati’s. I promised myself I wudn’t spend unnecessarily this month. but I just couldn’t help myself, I promise I wud take a quick peek only but I end up getting myself sepasang printed silk cloth yang sangat cantik & menawan. Harganya… telan air liur pun tersekat. Mmmph… I closed my eyes and forget about the $$$ tag. there goes my azam, konon2 this month nak control shopping. huh control kunon…

though it was just a short outing, the kids have a fun time running here and there. pantang nampak air. they were so attracted by the small replica of a fountain depan restoran asiari, and also the big fountain depan dave’s deli. they’d be inside the pool if I let them be.

Absence Makes The Heart Grow Fonder

Hubby been away for 3days now. He’s due to comeback on Friday. He hasn’t been taking outstation job since we had fahmi. Lately with the demand from his office, guess me & the kids have to get used to not having him around for 3-5 days a month, I hope it wud stay as occasional trip only. When we’re apart, we text each other.

hubby : boring lah… mkn sowang2… dok bilik sowang2… eeeiii… boringggggggg
me : tulah sapa suh duduk hotel asing2… Ur kids solat maghrib sama2 tadi & baca doa
hubby : bagus diaorg
me : gaduh skit2, x mengamuk teruk. tadi fahmi kata klu daddy xde, nnti kita dpt daddy baru
hubby : (shocked)
me : hahaha sy pun terkejut. dia boring kot tu dia ckp cam2
hubby : bg tahu dia, daddy pergi sbb fahmi x moh dengar ckp daddy… suka marah daddy… heheh mesti dia meraung lps tu kekekeke (fahmi almost did but he quickly
compose himself and came with his cool reply)
me : fahmi kata dia x nak marah daddy lg.

the two lil kittens really miss their daddy but they are doing fine so far. maybe masih belum sampai tahap rindu giler lagi kot. wait and see in another 1 day, I’m sure they’re going to loose it. the last time hubby left us for a long outstation trip, fahmi & yaya betul2 cannot tahan rindu they resort to throwing tantrums kat mama… sian mama huhu.

i hope I can still keep them occupied so that they wudnt ask much about mana daddy & bila daddy nak balik. dah 2 nights berturut2 fahmi & yaya performed maghrib prayer with mama. I purposely recited the doa loudly afterwards, for their benefit, harap2 anak2ku itu faham doa ku.
and me? whenever hubby left whether for a short trip or a long trip, he took with him half of my soul leaving a huge empty hole in my heart & mind. I miss my darling sooo much.

Mirror Mirror On The Wall

beauty is only skin-deep

“It means that you shouldn't care about what a person looks like because it's only the outside. If someone is really good looking and is a total jerk, do you think that you'd like that person? No way! If a person were ugly but super nice, would you like to hang out with that person? Probably, yes. Beauty is just the outside, and the inside is what counts!” - source, wikipedia

but for me outer beauty does count. alah bukannya aku nak cantik2 mana pun, cukuplah kalau my face is free from skin problem, spotless and supple. during my ‘younger days’ (huhu that does sounds as if I’m old) I have spotless, flawless, acne free skin. pelik ntah macam mana sejak dah beranak dua ni makin menjadi2 pulak acne, black head, white head, oily in the T-zone area while dry in the jawline & cheek. for some people maybe the flaw can be cover by make up but that’s not going to solve the problem right? plus I don’t wear make up. okay I do wear minimal make up, the usual must have lipstick and 2in1 sun block foundation stick.

I’ve tried many many skin care products, from the cheapest to the expensive ones… but none works on me. I wonder why? maybe I shud consult a certified dermatologist, but where? does anyone knows a good dermatologist in subang area? I never went to see a dermatologist before and never been to any beauty saloon in this vicinity. reason being I’ve not much spare time in my hectic schedule and such visit would take at least what? 2hrs? I saw a saloon dekat subang parade, well at least while waiting for fahmi’s class to finish I can drop by and let my face dibelai2… but I don’t know if this place is good. again if I go to any beauty saloon I’m sure they going to promote their skin care products right? I’m so sick of hopping from one product to another.

recommendations anyone?

Big Plate

I don’t know for how long the big plate restaurant has been standing proudly in subang permai, but ever since I reside in this neighbourhood 5 years ago, the name has become a household name. some of my officemates who resides in neighbouring area has been telling me that i should try the big plate, they serve delicious western cuisine. tak pernah lagi rasa terpanggil to try out this restaurant but kebelakangan ni rasa terpanggil untuk mencuba. sangat2 terpanggil… another sign of pms syndrome?

last Friday was my pay day so ajak hubby to have dinner at big plate. except that it turns out hubby had to foot the bill instead coz my pay is on 1 day float…hehehe… ;-) we arrive at almost 9pm, the restaurant that’s occupying 3 rows of shoplots is almost full! i’m a big fan of dory fish so I chose to try out their Pan Fried Dory Fillet serve with potato salad and fresh vegetables. Hubby chose his all time favourite lamb chop or famously known at the restaurant as Kambing Banting serve with black pepper sauce, potato wedges, veggies & corn on cob. hubby had the gut to ask why banting not klang? I dunno whether it means they get their supply from banting but most of their poultry dishes accompanied with the word banting. we ordered kiddies spaghetti in creamy sauce for my kids and sautéed chicken serve with potato wedges & corn for bibik.

luckily before we left home my kids already had some light meal & I managed to duck into a few pieces of pegedil kentang at home. if not I think I wud be screaming at them coz the serving time was far beyond the tolerable time limit. we had to wait for 1 hour for our food to be served! hubby who came empty stomach had to chew on his patient, and the kids start throwing their tantrums not because they were hungry for food, i guess they were bored. me & hubby plak keep on scolding them from crawling under the table. from the minutes the waiter took our order, the drinks were only served to us after 30mins.

okay maybe I’m not a professional food critic from a reputable mags etc but this is based from my own personal experience eating there. mejanya kotor, I ask for a wet cloth from the waiter but she didn’t came back, I had to ask from another waiter. the ambience was far from cosy, it was a typical malay restaurant, they serve food so the interior deco was not given much detail, lighting was very bad you can see burnt light bulbs tak berganti, the floor was dirty, tables tak tersusun dengan baik. although you go there just for makan2 but the atmosphere and cleanliness does count, for me at least.

apart from that, the food was very very delicious. I like the way my pan fried dory presented, and am surprised to see a dash of red & black caviar on top of the fish. the fish was juicy… ummm yummy. hubby’s large portion of kambing banting was not bad. same goes to bibik’s sautéed chicken & the kids spaghetti. all in all the 1 hour waiting in agony worth it.


we wud frequent the place if they’d upgrade their service and tidy up the place. they should employ more waiter/attendant considering what a big name they are in town. I heard they had 5 branches in klang valley. it seems they are doing well.

i'd go again next time, maybe berdua lebih baik :-)

p/s: pics will be upload later... err much much later coz hubby is away for the whole week. snapshots taken using his hp camera