How to make a woman happy

It's not difficult to make a woman happy. A man only needs to be:

1. a friend

2. a companion

3. a lover

4. a brother

5. a father

6. a master

7. a chef

8. an electrician

9. a carpenter

10. a plumber

11. a mechanic

12. a decorator

13. a stylist

14. a sexologist

15. a gynecologist

16. a psychologist

17. a pest exterminator

18. a psychiatrist

19. a healer

20. a good listener

21. an organizer

22. a good father

23. very clean

24. sympathetic

25. athletic

26. warm

27. attentive

28. gallant

29. intelligent

30. funny

31. creative

32. tender

33. strong

34. understanding

35. tolerant

36. prudent

37. ambitious

38. capable

39. courageous

40. determined

41. true

42. dependable

43. passionate

44. compassionate

WITHOUT FORGETTING TO:

45. give her compliments regularly

46. love shopping

47. be honest

48. be very rich

49. not stress her out

50. not look at other girls

AND AT THE SAME TIME, YOU MUST ALSO:

51. give her lots of attention, but expect little yourself

52. give her lots of time, especially time for herself

53. give her lots of space, never worrying about where she goes

IT IS VERY IMPORTANT:

54. Never to forget:

* birthdays

* anniversaries

* arrangements she makes

A good day

Today feels like a good day to update my blog. Why? where do I begin...

1. My mom would be happiest woman today cos it's Malaysia's National Day. Wish you more prosperity, Malaysia.
2. I had my breakfast. Most important meal of the day.
3. I spoke to my sis in law long distance. For the first time without my husband being around. He was asleep at that moment. What made me truly happy was that I was judged even though we are not only miles apart in terms of countries but also beliefs and culture. But the conversation we had seemed like we are like sisters born to the same mother. She deserves more from me. I owe it to her now.
4. I am over dressed today. Just felt like celebrating.
5. Today rezeki at the office alhamdulillah. macam hari raya ade kuih muih!
6. My son's turning two this weekend! but I'm working on Saturday. Saturday's job looks interesting though.
7. My nephew- we had to go traditional cos hospital couldn't find anything.
8. I almost burned my favourite pants. *sob*. But I'm still wearing it to work!

Wednesday nite.Peace.

Guys,

I have been ultra busy lately. Alhamdulillah I managed to complete ALLL my reports and mailed them out already. Alhamdulillah. Most importantly I've been busy because of my nephew. U guys remember his story? His back in the hospital. It's been two days. He had an 'attack' in school on Friday. I had to rush to school..he wasn't better. But he insist not going to hospital. Then Monday he didn't go to school cos of the attack and then tuesday was the worst of all. I couldn't rush myself to his school cos i had to cover my boss's work cos her mom was in the hospital.

My sis described that when she saw him he was almost nazak. And the hospital system here isn't helpful neither are the people around. Alhamdulillah managed to get him in time to hospital and had to wait 4hrs for a bed!

They decide that they don't know what's going on but what they do know whatever it is had progressed (tell me something I don't know). Yesterday I was at the hospital whole day till nite. Alhamdulillah hubby understanding took care of our son.

Today I can't spend the day cos of my report and also my boss's mom passed away. Innalillahi wa inna ilaihi rajiun. Allah bless her soul and keep her in jannah. I just rushed to the hospital for a short while just to see him. He has fever and he vomitted like a whole bag.

I wish I could be there tomorrow cos i know my sis need some one 'sane' enough. But tomorrow is another ultra busy day.

Guys pray for my nephew's health.. that he will recover and his health restored.

WTL - thanks for asking.

Lun - Happy birthday!! I wanted to surprise you but this situation don't permit me.

Enig - Also Happy birthday (uhhh belated???) sorry. but happy birthday. Hope you are well.

Dreamer - wish could join and help cos it sounds exciting. My end of the year schedule is super hectic! You know what I mean.

To all - take care and have a good week ahead

Tuesday

It seems to be a lovely morning.. dark, windy and cosy looking weather. Makes you wanna pull your covers to your head. I didnt expect this considering that my night was alittle different.

My son has develop a new habit. Drinking milk consequtively before sleep and ask for milk at least twice in the middle of the night. I had an early night last night. I was too tired to open my eyes considering that I was rushing to finish my report like a mad woman yesterday. I even had my own cheerleading session everytime I hit a certain number of reports.

So I slept right after Isha' that was about almost 9 woke up at 11:30 help my husband with his school work. Realised that I couldn't even focus went back to sleep woke up at 3am when my son asked for milk. Then the abnormal adventure start. He wet the bed. It was really wet. Took out the sheets, clean him up. Glad that he didn't cry. One thing good about him he can wake up any part of the night let's say we are going on a trip early in the morning, he's always chirpy.

We all went back to sleep at 4am, although I tried my best to ignore him asking for his second round of milk. I couldn't help myself. I made him just a wee bit enough to put him to sleep.

I took the taxi.. well the merc guys would be offended to call those engines they drive taxi. Most of the time taxi drivers have a knack of asking what I do. Usually they say I'm a teacher and pre-school teacher. What disturbs me most is this morning this guy with his perfect accented English (very untypical of this part of the land) said that I was a clerk. I'm not offended by the position but what disturbs me was the perpetuated thinking of those wearing hijabs (or not) would be good only in the administrative line. Now if I had decide to brag what I do (not that I do brag about cos it's not my character and not the type of work you wanna brag) I would get myself into trouble. So I usually play the dumb-blonde role with these guys.

Oh yeah. The farewell ceremony was great. It was like a beautiful kenduri. And she told it was really a farewell. Alhamdulillah I handled it well, though I was trying realy hard to control my tears.

It's Tuesday guys! Have a great day!

Time to let go

It's going to be her last day soon. Friday is her last day. We are going to have a farewell breakfast for her. It's almost 2:30am.

I got up cos it felt odd sleeping. I realised that it is time I acknowledge my feelings and let it go. I got her a card and started writing down whatever I could in the card. The space doesn't justify my thoughts and feelings. She said coupla days back she is not good with goodbyes. Neither am I cos it can be teary. But it's the cycle of life and life's journeys. I just noticed that the original core group of colleagues is almost gone. Leaving me alone. I guess it will never be the same again in that office. Cos all those personal things I have shared with those people, they have gone on with their life. Those left as just my "pure colleagues" though I can not discount the fact that they have been in the most important events of my life, and were there to lend support. Then again, it's different cos I was touched differently by those who have left. They added a greater sense of meaning to my life and my purpose. They were genuine and truthfull. My student said something really great last week. The words are full of impact and deep meaning that requires you to take time and process it in your mind. He said - referring to his encounter- "I wish I could be absent from life right now".

I wish I could be absent from life right now. In fact, there are many instances I wish I could have been absent from life. Let my attendance in life be 'nil' for once. Let me escape for just a little while and find my own corner to de-whatever I want in life. Just like I did many times back in the 'younger' days. Let me search myself.

I know I won't have the opportunity to be 'absent'. I will just drown myself into the 'busy'ness of the world and let time bury my sorrow. I know it will creep out one day but for now I allow myself to be drowned by the world.

So goodbye my good friend. I'll see you when I see you.

A sense of enthusiasm

Today I woke up filled with energy, vibrancy and a sense of enthusiasm. Maybe it's the call I got again from the other potential workplace and plus also the course preview I went lastnite renewed my love and passion for my work.

Everything is new today. Although I must say I am scared of the optimism ahead of me. I am scared because I am comfortable. I am comfortable with my surroundings and change disrupts my equilibrium.

Will this change ignite further my passion? I am scared really am. Is this a sign from Allah. I have to seek His Help further.

Another bright note : My son could count and identify colors!!!!!

On the downside: the haze is here.

The idiocy of waiting

I hate to play the waiting game.Who am I playing with? The contractors. They said last Thursday they are going to be here today at 9am. It's 20mins to 10am. Waste of my time. Now if I call them, the lady will say "aiyeeeeerrr my foreman ah! told him to come early! I cor u back" and when she does call me back, she will say " Ah! my man on the way, on the way oredi. They stuck at PIE traffic jam!"

Now do I allow myself to be fooled again? Allow my patience to be taken advantaged of? I'm giving myself till 10am.

Yesterday at almost 5pm in the midst of my 'busi'ness (can't imagine myself being busy at 5pm. I usually declare that I am done for the day at about 4pm and just linger around till 6pm), my handphone rang. In a sharp tone I said hello. The voice on the other side said that she wonders whether I am still interested about that job I applied the other day. Oh yes! Of course!

I thought they have found some one. Well that's what they said in their email to me.

Now that they are offering me an interview, I'm scared! Too real for a change. I'm going out of safe waters.. my comfort zone! aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!

If these people don't turn up at 10, I'm certain to not call them up and make a report against them.

Menu for the day 10:30am - send my son to my mom's 11:30am - be at work (although I'm on official time off!) 1pm - lunch appointment 7pm-9pm - course preview (some advert I saw in the papers)

I'm having a funny sinus feeling about all this.

Breakfast

I was the first at the office. Amazingly. Breakfast today is tea-O, 3 siew mai, 2 pau kacang. Yah I'm hungry. Although I realised that my kocek dah koyak. But I"M HUNGRY!

Anyway the work outlook seems very busy for me today. I heard on tv that the air in Malaysia is starting to clear. Hope you guys start to breath easy.

Have a good day!

Saturday

It's Saturday and I'm at work. I have half an hour to go. But I will excuse myself earlier and before I do that I might as well update my blog. If those of you noticed I deleted an entry. I realised that it could be potentially harmful and it's not my right to stir more emotions. Moving on, I managed to clear some stuffs. I have tonnes of deadline and I have to clear it all asap before the nationwide project starts. I wasn't delaying my work, it's just that I had to cover my boss's work previously and that kinda made me stuck and lost with my own. My 1st deadline for my almost 200 reports is end of next week. I might get sore fingers by end of the week! Those of you loving your weekends enjoy it, those of you fighting your way with the haze, be patient and strive in the cause of Allah, for He will help. Here is something amusing/amazing.

I can't stop loving you - Ray Charles Robinson

This song is on my mind right now. I watched 'Ray' the movie. Excellant performance by Jamie Foxx. Can't imagine what the real Ray had to go thru during the times of color segregation. Those born less than 30yrs ago are still feeling the effects of racism. I am worried for my fellow Malaysians. The haze is really really bad. I pray to Allah to help us all, help alleviate the sufferings of the ummah. U guys better wear masks when you go out. Hopefully my plumber and the window contractor turn up today. These people...now that people are rushing to get their windows done, they dilly-dally your appointments.

Post-NationalDay-Blues

I'm at home. Took half day cos no one is available to look after my son. I guess eventually I will be staying at home and quit my job. Might happen soon. In actually fact I am tired of working. Well maybe my job that I am tired of.

I saw this advert by a hair salon the other day looking for a shampoo girl. I was thinking to myself "hmm I don't mind doing such things!" as long as no kutu or kelumumur (is this the right spelling???). Yeah back to basics. That'll be great and may be I'll have time to pursue some new found interest like blog, photography and mosaic tiles and even do pushcart business! Selling what God KNOWS!

I'm waiting for the window contractors to come. They say at 3pm. Hope they don't make much noise cos my son's asleep. The plumber who just fixed my WC apparently had to be called again cos now it's leaking. I let my hubby deal with him tomorrow. He's good at complaining and getting stuff done his way.

I'm hungry. Haven't had lunch although I had a huge breakfast. I had nasi rawan! That was at 9:30am and I had 2 slices of bread at 7:30am. Must have cacing in me.

I'm sleepy. Wish I could join my son in bed and catch some zzss

My 1st Rejab

Alhamdulillah I fasted the whole day. Did some major cleaning to the house which was 3yrs over due. This is my project before Ramadhan.. that I need to keep up with the house! I had a nice afternoon nap which almost lasted for 3hrs!Was supposed to meet my hubby at his job as he can keep an eye on my son while I do some shopping at Arab St. Instead we met up at Bugis. We had like almost 1.5hrs to go before Maghrib. So we decided to be tourists. I bought a rug which I saw a coupla days ago. Rug was still hanging there! YAY!!! and it was really cheap!! YAY!!! I bought two pieces of similar patterns and colors, I asked the mama at the shop is it the same length ( cos I specifically said I need a certain length) and I asked him about 3 times he said yes. Man I knew he was wrong and I should have gone with my guts. But I wanted to give him the benefit of the doubt. I discovered at home that the other piece is about 10cm shorter. *pfff* We head down to the Heritage Centre. Was closed. oh well *pfff* We walked in circles 3 times before we actually decide to sit at a coffee shop by the roadside. 30 mins to go b4 Maghrib. We decide to order our food. So much for our craving of traditional Malay dishes, we ended up eating nasi goreng, roti john and nasi ambeng. I guzzled 2 mugs of teh halia. I guess I'm suffering from an overdose right now. Cos it's almost 1am and i'm up as an owl! After breaking our fast, we took turns to pray at Sultan Mosque. Take a look at how Gotham City looks before and after Maghrib.

Hmmm ... last nite we watched "Rabun". Excellant. We loved it. What's cool about it is that Yasmin Ahmad plays with our heads and gives us room to create our stories from her own. Annddd guess what I found coupla seconds ago???? (I'm beginning to talk and sound just like my husband!)

http://yasminthestoryteller.blogspot.com/

1st Rejab tomorrow

Today i 'm OVA dress!! In red baju kurung and tudung hitam kilau-kilauan! ahhaha just felt like it. It lifted up my spirits and somehow I was glad to be able to assist somebody. Hopefully it does help.

WTL - I have RABUN by Yasmin Ahmad with me! Hope to enjoy it this weekend!

In Loving Memory of Carl Zeiss

Dear Carl,

Eventhough our relationship was short, words will never qualify the time we spent together. Those very short tender moments are the best intervals of my life.

Through you, we witness the wonders of the world, the magic of people and the creations of nature.

Never had I felt life holding you in my hands.

Had I known that we would be thrown in throes of separation, I would have stand in fate's way.

But time has its hand on us. And now, I must go on.

But Carl, I will continue our journey of discovery and I hope you will forgive me. For I have replaced you WITH A BRAND NEW CARL ZEISS LENS WHICH COST ME $340!!!

With loving thoughts,

I_mshe

I'm hyper!

I'mmahyper!!

I was ready for work. All dress in black. Black dress and black pants (wait!! you must be wondering I'm wearing a dress and pants!! They don't go together!!) I was sitting in the kitchen getting my breakfast ready when my son woke up. Grouchy at first, until I showed him his breakfast. Yesterday's frozen cookie crunch with milk. All frozen. He was happy. Propped himself up on the chair, asked for a spoon and milk top-up.

He was of course happily playing with his food until he said "MOT.. EIKK" (check translation in my earlier entry). Well so much for trying to get to work early.

I brought him to the toilet and clean up him up. Being the independent child that he wants to be, soap got to his eyes cos he wiped his eyes with soapy hands. *Scream* *cry* and mommy black dress was wet.

Nope I didn't change. Went to work in my wet black dress.

And so, the rain poured, enraged over here at work. I like the view from my workstation. I have a full view of the road compliments of the full length window situated right behind me. I turned my back away from my workstation and imagine that I like on the Nth floor of my condo overlooking the streets or some parks with kids running around.

And the wind blew soo hard I could hear it whistled in between the window sills. Ahhhh I'm sipping my hot Milo....

This is life.

what's up with the tagboard?

• what is UP with the tagboard?

• It's raining now. I'm at home today. Going to hospital later with my nephew.

• Guys pray for his health. Thanks!

My mother

As I was laying in bed trying to put my son to sleep, I realised how much I appreciate, love, enjoy and feel fortunate for having a mother like my mother. In her own ways she has her negativities but just tonight her positivities outshine all negatives.

1. She asked whether I was pregnant (no I'm not). She has this concerned frown over her face. She said i look so weak and tired. I said I'm just tired and it's been a long month for me.
2. She told me to have dinner. How wonderful can that be!
3. She told me to drink fresh green tea. Because it is expensive to buy those fresh tea leaves, she said "Let's share!"
4. She bought me a purple caftan. She actually washed and ironed it for me. It's ready to wear. I started to recall that she actually bought me lots of stuff as an adult. I expect that to happen if I'm still a young child but as an adult! It's very touching and none can replace all those things she bought me. Cos it's not the stuff she bought, but her thoughts of me. I realised that a mother doesn't stop having her thoughts of you whereever she may be.
5. She said I should see the acupuncture guy. Which I will but not this week.
6. She insisted on giving me her facial wash, toner and almost gave away the eye cream. This was given to her by her daughter in-law. Not that she has anything against that lady. But all this means nothing to her if her own daughter doesn't 'look good' in her eyes.
7. She reminded me that Saturday is 1st of Rejab. She said to do extra prayers and fast if you can. In all my life, she has always been the source to remind me of my relationship with Allah. Who else will do that for me?
8. She prays for me every praying hours. Not only me, her other children, living and dead and especially her husband, my father. Makes me wonder how many times I actually intentionally do pray for her health, safety, peace in this world and here after. ( I only do it when I am feeling down). She prays for me at any sacred events! What more can I ask for?

I should cherish all this and not only wait till she pass on to do it. I wonder how many years does Allah allow me to have her around. I beg Allah to keep her for me, continue be the pillar of strength for the family, allow me to spend every breathing hour to enjoy her company and be the source of her joy, the avenue to let off her pain and misery and be the spring to grant her wishes.

If you have a mother go ahead, make her day and you will make yours. If she has passed on, do your duty to keep her alive by praying for her soul.

If you have a father, do the same nonetheless.