Posts Tagged ‘wife’

the sleeping beauty

Posted: November 20, 2010 in rants & ramblings
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they said, a woman’s beauty lies when she’s asleep. whoever they are… i do believe in that bit.


my sleeping beauty

pangchyet weekend

Posted: June 7, 2010 in f.r.i.e.n.d.s, family, Golf, Isk
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it has to be the busiest weekend of the year. im extremely tired.


came back home just to quickly get ready for maternal relatives futsal. deary booked the pitch from 7-11pm. that was crazy ass hours. fetched the boys and we could only reach there like 8.30pm. had a good run for about 2 games. before we got booted. funny to see my cousins, nephew & uncles playing footy. i feel that we actually can form a proper team. complete with pom pom girls and managers and water boys.

my relatives at tampines futsal pitch

11pm, i have to rush back home. now its paternal side’s turn. a bbq session. finally get to use the portable grill which i bought for last year’s christmas. just some chicken & hotdogs… with a wide variety of drinks. and the main objective, was the chit chat. its good to have aliff, azad & naim around. they are my only male cousins from my paternal side. wife was quite shagged so she rot on the couch till the food finally got ready. and oh… we did the bbq setup in our corridor… stairways to be exact…

aliff heating 'things' up

sis in law turned up later on to ‘fetch’ the boys. the bbq was good, the bonding was all we needed. by the time the boys left, its already 6.30am. and hello saturday!


grumbled to my wife for waking me up on a saturday morning. im still worn out. off to fetch indy, ryan, khaleel & alene by 11am. this time… we heading west! off to snow city we go! have to thank baby for her assistance. i still feel that snow city is a little overpriced. anyhows, it was great fun in the snow. ryan chickened out after the first slide. -5 degrees wasnt fun for him. but apparently, his 5 months old sister, alene, reacted differently. she was crying her lungs out before we went in. and she slept soundly when we were in snow. wth.. i wonder how layla would react if she’s in snow.

wife, indy, khaleel, alene & ian... @ snowcity

an hour into this, and we are out. this time, science centre! never been there in years. this time round, the wongs joined us. it became babies day out… much things to look at but so little time.

chicks checking out 'real' chicks

after science centre, the wongs planned for JB. and we agreed to it. it definitely was be good. both my brothers are with me. went to juara for some ox tail and juices. it was all good. by the time we went back, it was already 2am. To think that we still need to go JB again in the next 3 hours for golf is just a little too taxing. we still did anyways…


left home at 6.15 instead of 5.30am… breakkie, then tee off by 7.45am. i had fun. its only me and my wife in the flight. great times. front nine was shitty 58 and a better back at 47. i still think i could go better. 4 pars didnt really help much if u screw up other holes.

me and wife buggying around....

i thought we’d go back straight after golf… no… we still go to JB house to warm the car. by the time we came back to SG, its already 3..30pm. i fell asleep immediately. woke up for dinner at 9pm. and back to sleep by midnight. and im up by 7.15 this morning…
looking back the weekend i had, it was all tiring.. but worth the fun.

rah yer 09

Posted: September 22, 2009 in f.r.i.e.n.d.s, family, Wife
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the eve was nuts. i have no idea why i agreed to go geylang serai. jio’ed bert & dya along… this is a virgin attempt and like bungee jumping, i would never ever wanna get involved with geylang serai on hari raya’s eve ever again.. ever!

bert got to drive my car after. a good build up to his pre car loan. heh…

we only reached home like 4.30am. and thats not it. the prep wasnt sempurna of yet. so had to put the kueh’s in the bottle. by the time it was done and me to take a short nap, it was already 5.45am. urrrghhh! and mr wong who’s supposed to follow me didnt reply my text nor answer my call! ok, i had to leave him.

toss & turn, its already 6.15am. time to go for prayers. ayah called. he asked where i would be doing my prayers. he then said he wanna come along. adik drove ibu’s and we meet at masjid kubur. we were late. lucky for me and adik, we got a tiny space just beside the wudhu’s area. yep, we got wet a little.

BMW = bak, me , wife

BMW = bak, me , wife

after the prayers, we go kubur visiting.  atok’s, sister in law’s dad, mak, nenek grave were visited. by the time we are done, it was almost noon. i got home, controlling my sleep. bert reached at the same time, but he had to wait a while for me to clear my bowels. super cannot take it. handed him the keys, and off he go visiting. my folks were already waiting for us, but we were late.

before we leave home, salam’ed my FIL. the emotions begin… no… the emotions began the night before. when i go takbir with dad. the usual visits from late grandpops never failed.

the traffic lights

the traffic lights

back to my folk’s place, after the salam menyalam, we took a family pic. then went back home to fetch bak and start jalan raya. aunty yati’s place, followed by nanan’s. then off to jurong. 9pm and ive not met my grandma. 140 to clementi only to be greeted by unknown faces and nek long. while spending the first 10 mins with nenek, got a call about atuk’s critical condition. so we had to rush off to TTSH with the zam zam. it was already midnight when we learnt that atuk was managed to revive and put under high dependency unit.

back to jurong house then off home. tired…..

so it was a salam raya and leave kindda thing this year. haiz.


Posted: August 18, 2009 in Uncategorized
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it was 2 weekends ago i guess, i was watching P Ramlee’s “ibu Mertuaku” with wife. Gee, it was wife’s first time watching that movie.

This morning, i woke up and one of the songs in that movie kept running around my mind… and i kept humming to the tune of it to work… creeps.

here’s the lyrics;


Oh! Jeritan batinku
Namamu selalu
Sehari kurasa sebulan
Hatiku tiada tertahan
Ku pandang kiri
Ku pandang kanan
Di kau tiada…

Batinku menangis risau
Makin kau jauh
Makin hatiku bertambah kacau
Mengapa kita berpisah
Tak sanggup menahan asmara
Oh! Dengarlah
Jeritan batinku

Pre tioman trippy

Posted: May 18, 2009 in Uncategorized
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paya beach resort, tioman, Malaysia

paya beach resort, tioman, Malaysia

Wooohooooo….. What?!!…..phew…… Woooohoooo!!

That’s how it felt like last week. In less than 10 days, I should be in tioman with my family. The dream was almost shattered when wife told me she’s supposed to work. I was so totally cursing the opening of SAFRA Jurong. My folks adjusted the date to accomodate for my wife to work for their cycling event, now they wanna take her up for that crap opening. Grrrr!!

When she was finally allowed to proceed with her leave, I felt so relieved. Phew! Woooohoooo!

my valentine’s day affair

Posted: February 16, 2009 in family, Golf, Wife
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i had a good valentines day. i gave wife a sidney poitier autobiography and 3 valentines day card. (2 to be exact, cos 1 was stolen… hehe..) not forgetting the fluffy heart stick. i got my fair share as well. i got gifts which is affiliated to my likings. i got the golf punk mag, the mickey football paperweight, 2 pairs of trunky, a twist bar, and brushy brushy. of course, the creative customized V day card. on the valentines day eve, we exchanged out gifts. FIL just had to spoil her gift plans for me when we got back from our practise. ramaging the table, he asked wats all those she’s packing and she had to admit, it was gifts for me. mine was planned… the main gift was hidden under the pillow. i just gave her the heart furball and a tiny card. even though that, she wasnt disappointed. we got up to our room and there, she found her surprise. the joy and happiness in her expression tells it all. i’ll save the details how the gift was discovered k…

the actual day, im actually having an affair. its with one of the sport i love, golf. i had a round of 18 with FIL. after 9 whole months of not playing, it feels soooooooooooo good to be back. after a few struggles, i managed to gain back my composure. after golf, it was another affair with cars. FIL did some modification to make the car ever smoother and lighter. we got home tired. damn tired. slept and only to wake up at 8pm. geez.. what a waste of time. now, its the dinner. brought wife to jack’s. two words… totally dissappointed. i dont wanna bitch about this right now, cos it will only spoil my blogging mood.

come sunday, me and wife had a kissy outing. la vivo, to the m’square garden. spend a lot on food and other junkies. i have to stop spending for now….

overall, i had a good valentines. yumms.

my 30th birthday

Posted: January 19, 2009 in f.r.i.e.n.d.s, family, Wife
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i used to celebrate my birthday for 7 days during the birthday week. not a party kind of celebration, but spending the time with my family and friends. i used to and indeed, still think that birthdays are very very important in peoples lives.

on my 30th birthday week, i had to spend the early half in camp and in the jungle. on a positive note, even though not direct, i take things as happy as i can. for instance, i was supposed to be out of camp only on my birthday eve, but they allow us to outpro on a friday. which means, i have more days for my family and family. i’ll take that as a gift from the army. jajai met me at my place before booking in last saturday to atec debrief and outpro, he brought 2 tupperwares of rice and mutton dalcha with fried liver. his wife cooked it and wanted him to eat with me. i’ll take that as a gift from him and nadia. mom cooked ikan sebelah masak merah on sunday and called me over to eat. Since it’s one of my favourite meal, I’ll take that as a gift from mom.

anyways, i would like to thank these people, for wishing me a happy birthday.

first and foremost“, my wife. getting my father in law to go dinner at mad jacks on my birthday eve. She also set up a surprise dinner at yishun safra inviting my other brother, gilbert and his wife. It was overly a touching moment. (do check out the pics on facebook, if they’ve uploaded em) wife said we have to reach yishun by 8.30pm. immediately, i knew it’d be Eatzi Steakhouse. After sending the car to bak, wife drove me there. the place was pretty quiet. while waiting for food and wasting the battery on the camera, a birthday song was played. There, my brother, Gilbert and his wife Dya, strummed in with a cake and 3 big candles on top of it. i almost broke down. shy at the loud birthday song, and waves from the other tables, i smiled in disbelief.

mom called me and wished me over the phone. sad that she couldnt spend the time with me. she gave me a lengthy birthday wish which sweat my ears. she told me that cicit cried cos she didnt spend the time with me this time round…

later that night, i had a text message from another chinese brother, all the way from guangzhou, china. i replied “you have never failed to remember my birthday after these years”. and his touching reply was “you already call me brother, so this should be the way”. i melt again…

these people wished me thru sms and/or facebook.. thanks people, i really appreciate it. to name of those whom i can recall are bob, jajai, alfi, mimi, allie & rohai,shujun, jas, benny, aliff, ariff, ain and family, strat, ajid, vishnu, ros, ogy, wati, iza, baby, dimple, fariq, fida, fida sister, sayeeth,liang li, nani, haslina, abang az, lionel, gabe, joseph, ong, asrul, ijat, kevin, zaidi, ross, fauziah and family, asfa, heazry, wee kiat, seet yang, mashija, waichee, sharon, yan, ramlah, nurmiza, joshua, huzaini, si jie, lan, sunita and edwin.

thank you all

where’s my dad…. 😦

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its 0150hrs and im awake. woken by the pile of schoolwork which has been running thru my mind since i left class. this COQ and stuffs are giving me nightmares before i even fall asleep. my excite-o-meter blast to its brim when wife texted me after class. but … nothing much …. supper with bak and wife. then back home, shower and sneep. before the awakening began.

anyways, 2 nights back, i was woken by another dream. a middle aged caucasian lady was patting the bed and pillows and said “lets not let the problems begin from here”. i remembered wife asking me what happened but i just cant bring myself to talk. take a good look around and to ensure that it was all a dream. sheeesh! for a moment i thought it was an encounter with ghost.

ok la.. i wanna go sleep… i hope. wife’s busy catching worms in her dreams already i believe. gu’nite.

::my beautiful love::

Posted: October 14, 2006 in Isk, Wife
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my babs.. my girlfriend, my buddy, my best friend, my fiancee, my wife …. my life partner.

in many circumstances i have thought that we can never be us again… but i was so wrong. i dont know why i have never write off the chances of us being together again. here i am, soon to wed .. my beautiful love.

she made me ‘move’. things that i will never do, she will somehow, by hook or by crook (most likely) make me do things i never do. to name a few, she made me drive to places that i’ve never been by myself (to pick her up) which i will never do before i re-met her, she made me ate my first pastamania meal, she made me wore pink (yikes!), she made me NOT a big fat liar whom i was once bestowed, she made me changed my priorities in life, she made me think that i can achieve things that i dont think i will … she just gave me that extra nudge.

Its a fact that i’ve never… never i repeat, loved a woman the way i loved her. i could never be as motivated in life until she returned back in my life.

we do all the silly things together. i once showed some pictures of us to my american counterpart. and the first thing he told me is that, “so she is as crazy as you”. He goes to the extend of asking me how much do i pay to take a kissing photo with a hottie like her. heh… what an ass.

never a relationship goes without disagreements, quarellings, disatisfaction … cos its all in the package called love. even with them, it makes the coffee tasted perfect, it neutralizes the acid in a soap, it levels uneven grounds… even if the tsunami would replace its name to ours, it is understood that the sea isnt always calm.

i have god to thank to bring her back in my life. the day when it all happened… was still vivid on my mind. i didnt know how come i get a lil jumpy when i got the chance to have breakfast with her. i didnt know why i responded the way i did when we met up. i didnt know why i brought her to my place again. i think those should be better left unexplained. cos those, made me a stronger believer in fate.

darling, if u think that i am a wonderful man, it was made by you. without you, i would still be the person who will live his day without hope, without directions, without purpose in life.

when we put both our feet together, we have our toes pointing forward. and thats where we are heading…. to the future… together … no matter what. i love u very much.

so what is love? simple… its you.

:: potato salad day ::

Posted: October 14, 2006 in Food
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so whats cooking?

break fast today at pastamania, toa payoh. not that im a big fan of pastamania or wat… its just that it rekindles the times i had with babs eating at pastamanias… how she ‘pushed’ me eating the italiano noodles. well the food turned out to be quite a pleasant surprise for me. the crayfish pasta rawks. so does that soury chicky pasta babs always eat.

this time round, babs ordered potato salad as starters.

quickly, ibu’s potato salad rushed thru my mind. its been last year’s fasting month i had that. wonder when will she ever cooked that again. ibu is not that prompt as mak when coming to entertaining my food requests. so the salad at pastamania somehow did lightened me up a little. babs doesnt know that this is one of the top charter in my fav food list.

bla bla bla.. bla bla blaa… i got home. changed to my bathing gear (towel wrapping around my lower half) i logged on the internet and start chatting with babs. got stucked with our website’s mail server before i go shower. on the way to shower, i saw some food on the table… TO MY SURPRISE…. its ibu’s potato salad!!!!! What a coincedence! SNAP! attached is the photo of the potato salad she left behind for me. together with some french toast and a slice of the indian pizza (murtabak). must be from victoria street… cos i know they wont buy murtabak elsewhere.

so thats the story of my “potato salad day”. brought to me by my two ladies in life. nenek’s potato salad is still unbeatable… up to date. step aside grandma… my wife is coming for some takeover….

bla bla bla

Posted: October 10, 2006 in family, Wife
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its been more than 2 weeks since mak’s departure. family’s still mourning for her death. its been difficult for bak and wifey to move on.
as for myself as an outsider, i guess ive done my part and will continue doing so to see that all’s going well. had a good lengthy conversation with bak last night after the tarawikh prayers. we talked so much topic in one night. i felt good after talking to him and really hoped he felt good talking to me too. we usually didnt talk that much and i guess yesterday was a good time for us to know each other better. and we did.
as for wifey’s job, i hope there are good companies out there whom are gonna employ her. they dont know the talent in her. u see.. the problem is that sometimes she is just a bit lazy. but i guess after our marriage, this will go away. she will learn the importance of all these responsibilities. she is facing with it now that mak is gone. she have to take more responsibilities. again… i can only help to a certain extend… but she have to pull herself together and do all the things that she might not have been doing.
im getting sleepy… ok lah. bye.
Dan Ingat, 7C’s SEBAB SUAMI BENCIKAN ISTERI (dari Dr Fadillah Kamsah )Untuk semua isteri, bakal isteri dan jugak yg beristeri …
C1. CABAR Isteri nie kalau bergaduh dengan suami mulalah kata “Kalau awak berani cubalah [cabar suami cari perempuan lain]! Dr Fadillah kata
JGN CABAR SUAMI nanti suami buat betul-betul isteri juga yg putih mata …
C2. CABUL Perbuatan & kata2 isteri yang tak sopan (isteri hilang sifat malu) seperti keluarkan kata2 yg tidak baik pada mertua …
C3. CELUPAR Celupar nie suku-sakat cabul juga. Isteri selalu cakap yg kotor, mungkin kadang2 terlepas cakap …
C4. COMOT Isteri bila nak keluar rumah aje baru nak comel tapi kat rumah comot. Suami pula di opis dok nampak yg comel2 aje … Ade isteri kata – mekap untuk >suami, … tapi kat rumah tak mekap pun …
C5. CEMBURU Suami lemas kalau isteri cemburu berlebih-lebihan … sikit2 dok telefon suami kat opis. Suami baru balik kerja dah kita tanya macam-macam. Suami balik lewat overtime dah syak yg bukan2 …
C6. CEREWET Suami tak suka bila isteri cerewet tak bertempat
C7. CINCAI Buat kerja rumah cincai, masak cincai, kemas rumah cincai, jaga anak cincai… Dr Fadillah kata suami paling benci bila isteri cincai jaga anak… anak dah masuk longkang tapi mak dok lepak depan tv lagi …7C’s ni lambang keperibadian muslimah yang lemah akhlaknya … Berpelajaran tinggi belum tentu tinggi akhlaknya. Tapi kita ni insan yg mudah lupa & lalai … ada masa2 tertentu, mungkin juga kerana sifat suami & keadaan sekeliling yang buat kita mempunyai salah satu ciri2x 7C tu …
I came across this on the internet. and how cool of someone to list it out. hehehe….. somehow there are truth in it.
The 7 C’s stated above translated in English are actually (trying my best). 7 reasons to why husbands hate their wives…

1. Challenge – a wife who likes to challenge the husband during an arguement
2. lewd – language used by the wife
3. obscene – foul method of communication
4. messy – bottomline is to look presentable for the husband, even at home
5. jealous – the husband will feel swamped if the wife is overjealous
6. fussy – fussiness at inappropriate timing
7. casual – does thing as she pleases

:: veranda ::

Posted: September 24, 2006 in family, Wife
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lunchie! was woken up by babs.had only 3 hrs of sleep. oh yeah she did wake me up. quickly got ready and off to the spider mobile. called mak while starting the engine. she reminds me to get wifey to heat up the food she cooked in microwave. i was so impressed by mak’s ability of not getting more rest despite the long friday she had. and could still cook. i told wifey a couple of weeks back that i longed for mak’s steak. and here today, she cooked the steak. im deeply touched.

but the limelight was somehow stolen by wifey’s hot tea. it was something that has some strange feelings. its not that ive never drink tea before. wifey’s made coffee for me before. but i dont know how come that the tea she made today was extra special. and furthermore, she said, thats her first ever time making tea for a man. should i be honoured? of cos i do! of cos i do!

the veranda, or i shall say the space on wifey’s corridor is somehow a special space. its a place where me and wifey sat before my in laws comes back. its a place where we have lunch or dinner. its a place where wifey, mak and i joke and had lengthy conversations.

the veranda exist and will be there to stay since our engagement. i believe its there to serve a good purpose. to create space in the kitchen… and also to let us have family bonding outside the house. what am i talking about.

ok nuff said. babs done with her studies and im on the phone with her now. bye!

dont know why

Posted: September 23, 2006 in Wife
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first of all, i feel grateful to god for creating genius men for inventing a gadget called laptop for lazy people like me to blog on my bed. thanks god.

well im now on my bed and unable to sleep.. yet. yeah, i didnt have proper sleep from last night. the night which i tought was sweet which eventually turned… sweeter. ok no sarcasm.
it was a confusing night. it was all perfect. all perfect. i had no problems at all staying put in the hospital cos nanan was sick. she looked she needs family attention. and i felt good being there.

it was all nice, having the cheap thrill of cuddling and even pecks just beside mak. the time spent at hospital was good. suddenly…she starts checking my phone. and found a female shrek’s name and start to make unnecessary comments. it doesnt sound friendly at all. which makes me a little agitated to have been reacted the way i did. first of all, she said she never seen her name in my phone before. the thing is, her name was in there since i was using my old nokia phone. even before i was using PDA phones. my goodness! why the sudden!? i have no idea at all. and the remark every female seemed to be my old classmate. now u tell me, what on earth did i do wrong? ive thought it over. the best for me is NOT to have any friends at all. that will do it. there will be no such situation. tell me how not to be pissed.

and when i tot it was over, no it didnt. i felt like a desperado. it was asked in a way that without LM, it will ruin my happiness. i really think that was shallow. i was upset. very indeed. it continued till noon. and later it was ok. she apologized. and i think we shall put it behind us and move on. i am worried for myself making stupid decisions. my patience has its limits too. so far.. its still controllable. wihtout love, there’ll be no us. i love her still.. very much. and will continue till my last breath.

only muties have the answer

Posted: September 19, 2006 in Wife, Work
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never a day gone by without the muties irritating babs. either by word or by reactions… or maybe its just their plain look. i feel sad for them for they are born that way. perhaps their momma didnt teach them how to live a life a human should live.

i dont know them personally… but have been hearing a little too much about them. it gives me a perception that they really take their job seriously… ok who doesnt… but a little too seriously. but i respect their commitment to the job. to hear them staying up late to complete their task, not everyone will do. maybe a designer’s job is a no life job. and all these while i tot being a designer, one is definitely cool, chirpy, jovial and crazy as can be… cos all these are nothing but inspirations for them to get the ideas and keep their creative mind moving. in babs office, i guess thats not the case.

these two muties do have attitude problems as well. phone answering can be an issue.. i mean what the heck. it does sound pathetic.. but yet again, im in no shoe to give them the stick. i dont experience the shit they go thru, the dateline they are rushing, the lack of idea syndrome. i might end up being the same if i were to be in such situation. haha…

and oh yeah, theres someone new. the loudie. what a combi… a loudie, two muties.. and that makes the boss the dumbtoad. and i hope they put in more sincere and clever conversations with babs. or i think, its time for a sales shark to be recruited.

step aside muties, here comes the loud haler… and its only smarties have the answer.

so back at home… showered and getting all ready to fight with the Zzz monster.. there’s no sound from babs. she will usually have called and asked my whereabouts if im a lil too late to tell her that im home safely. maybe she’s still at the tv..

anyways, upon reaching home, mum stepped into my room to give me some lecture. warning me that fasting month is around the corner and she hopes that i respect the month of ramadhan. im just too sleepy to even look at her… after the silence, she left. dragging my heavy and fat body to showers, i start to think about the fasting month. perhaps this would be a good oportunity to eliminate the ciggie fest… and of course the bulging tummy.
in the loo, my poo poo is like having so much fun plunging in bowl. gosh… those must be the super chicky soup and mini drumlets & wings from mak’s cooking. that have been by far, the most chicky minis’ ive eaten in my life. mak’s cooking has been awesome. never failed to impress me whenever she cooks. missing her steaks actually… hrmmmmm

there is still no calls from babs. should i call her? what if she’s asleep? naaah… lets just wait a little longer. and there’s multiply lots to be replied. but my eyes are going heavy… the lids are closing up… oh blimey. it is time to sleep after all. night babs… i love u. the dinner, chat with bak, and the drama on tv together had been fun. it should be more fun if i were not falling asleep.. sigh.

nitey wifey notty

Posted: September 15, 2006 in Wife
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thank god its friday. waiting for the clock to strike 4. jas, winnie, jacq and i are going for some bowling training. hahaha.. ya i know. what crap. during office hours. buy hey, its a good deal after all aint it. meanwhile, let me just kill some time with blogging. babs is not at her desk anyways.

i think we (me and babs) need our holiday. a real holiday i mean. a true, good, something not near and not that far location kindda holiday. babs have been hinting a lot about a holiday with her URLs of holiday places and travel packages. its difficult not to go. its pretty tough to go as well. to think of saving the money for marriage, i wont be able to enjoy my dating life with wifey.

i remembered last night’s chat with her. its been a while we didnt talk on the phone. due to tiredness or cus cus wind i suppose. but, yesterday, we talked .. no .. in fact , we joked about Lekings. All the amma dumpeks. she called me singhkander…. thanks babs. thats what my idiot boss used to call me. we make lots of indian jokes. haha.. wat crap … but it was fun. this was an additional bonus to her extra manja to me last night.
i can sleep soundly… with some hard on. heh!

just as i realised…

Posted: September 12, 2006 in Wife
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earlier today, a colleague asked me to accompany him to talk about his new endulgence in this nerdy chick. yeah .. we talked about it. share wit ’em my opinion on that chick, start talking about our past love lives … then …. i realised that i’ve been doing more of the talking about me and wifey. right from the beginning of our times 5 years back and till now.
now thats a whole load of stories to tell. it strucked me silly when i realised that i’ve done nothing much to the opposite gender in my life. it just couldnt get me stop thinkin about my life with babs. yeah .. about almost everything. i told my colleague about our comfort level, like making her feel comfortable infront of me and be herself. about how we can talk about almost everything .. in fact we did talk about everything. about our new practise of going to the beach at night with just our field chairs and trash everything out under the moon.
all these and more made me realise that i do really love her that much. and i couldnt just stop smiling as we resume work till the time i picked her up at sembawang MRT. even though she had to wait a little, i knew she’ll wait happily as how i waited for her in all her circumstances.
the moment i met her, all the shit and tired feeling just go away. cos there she is waiting for me, my breath, my soul, my life .. my everything.

:: my beautiful love ::

Posted: August 30, 2006 in Wife
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Tran Le Van, an engineer at my work outta sudden MSN’ed me and tell me that my wife is pretty. I was like .. “OF COURSE LAH!!”

But the fact, she is really pretty. She is beautiful. I make it a point to tell her that she is beautiful every now and then….

Goodness gracious lord, how could u create such beautiful creature for a shrek like me to fall in love with. thanks anyway… lovin every second of it. Heh!

:: short quality time ::

Posted: August 30, 2006 in Isk, Wife
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hey, fetched babs from school just now. tried to play hide n seek when she was busy ‘belek-ing’ her stuffs at watsons… but failed. she spotted me earlier than i expected. after my badminton session (which i didnt enjoyed much) i drove to Toa Payoh myself…. YES! MYSELF! me alone in the car driving to toa payoh. oh yeah, this is something i guess babs didnt know about me. i wont… i repeat i WONT…. drive to a place i never went before by myself. If only there is a word to describe the phobia of this, i would have spelt it out. Not many knew of this problem of mine. Probably Shahreen and Rohai would. Cos i will drag them to places which i need to go and i never been. Heh.. sorry dudes. BUT.. life with babs has changed this phobia bit by bit. I drove by myself to British Club, Eunos, Changi Road, Chinatown, Bugis and even Orchard… just for the sake of my lovely wife, babs. I remembered only telling Bob that i am proud of myself now that i do dare to drive on my own to places i have never drove. So not much car pools opportunity for me anyways… i have to start somewhere. and i am so blessed that my life with babs changed my phobia into a challenge instead. (Oh the lying incident about fetching her from SAFRA spa is included in this phobia package. Which i ended up being scolded at Boat Quay. Yaaa… its not a good excuse. But thats the whole truth. But what matters most, i can now drive with that SAFRA blindfolded… heh!)

So back to the short quality time, i had nice dinner at pastamania. though i used not to fancy this place that much, i tend to grew out of it. if babs could start eating my fav mee goreng, i think its time for me to fancy the pastamanians. The mango + banana smoothie rawks. so was my crayfish pasta. buuuurrrppppp …..

We then head back home. Mak and bak still not back yet. So i sat with babs at her “veranda” and have some nice chats. I felt loved everytime she talk to me about serious matters. I felt love when she nags at me. I felt love when she looked me in the eyes. She is so beautiful. While talking, matters like marriage, work, family stroked my mind. My ugly appearance also starts to ruin my mind. Babs was there to calm me down. The kiss was very much soothing … and it does not only make me feel better, it made me pull myself together. And nice enuff, bak and mak came back. I’m amazed that i can put aside my crappy feelings and joked with mak. I think she looks nice in the pink top and white pants.

Anyway, returned home with the thought of babs reminding me to sort my bills. So the Esso along ave 2 is gonna be the place i settle my bills and season parking. Now im back at home, showered, cold, thirsty.. and in need a lot of attention from my lovely babs. Babs, I am really that committed to you. I have never experienced this much committment in my life. And I am sure that I want to spend the rest of my life with YOU.

my weekend with my precious

Posted: August 28, 2006 in Wife
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my weekend has never been the same since babs came into my life. not only the weekend.. everything.. i mean everything’s changed. well here’s what happened….

met babs at her office. yeah, i fetch her. yeah by public transport. i repeat.. public transport. the train journey wasnt that bad after all lah… it just made me look a little idiotic when i keep looking at the map. heh! while walking to the train station, she told me about the problem she is facing at work. about the extension of the probation period and all. wat i felt is that her boss did a right thing. and wifey i believe wont take this chance for granted. we played golf and monopoly on our dopod. wifey as usual with her cheats.. aaarrrgghhh. and me as usual irritating her in any possible ways. i believe these love gestures only makes us bond even thought others might find it irritating. we were definitely in our own world. had nice dinner with mum. we shared the food we bought at the pasar malam. nice…

then the head in gate incident. after that, we went to rot at brother’s crib. wifey had a hell of good time monopolying till 4 am with my brother and his wifey. and janggut of cos.

we woke up bloody late. i did get time to cleanup a lil on the ride. got my armrest back and clear the junk on the backseat. went to fetch wifey by 4pm. helped her out with her carpet. then off we go to queensway .. we got ourselves the couple liverpool kit. woo hooo! fetched mum from zhulian.. head home for small dinner with dad. watched footy. then we played horizontal footy. somewhere near jalan besar stadium. heh! then we head home. tonight is the night i had my best love ***ing time.. wait. i had the best the last time.. wait… i had the best time all the time. what am i talking?!! anyways, the score was 4-2 .. i rarely win.

wifey followed to watch me play footy. we were in our liverpool kit. oooh yeah. the serangoon stadium rekindles the time when i was training for the lion city cup 11 years ago. yeah i was 16 then. hehe… was a little disappointed not to score from the freekick. it strucked the damn post. i would’ve run to babs and huged her. had lunch at her place. my mom in law cooked tulang. woo hooo… yummy. at the same time, we were watching my super ex gf. i fell asleep 3 times… (according to wifey)
guess wat.. we went swimming. got wifey her costume and off we go. straight to the pool .. did a couple of laps. then back to her crib for some washy washy .. then uh hum uh hump… went back home to get my parents and bring them to have a nice cheap dinner at geylang. hrmm.. yummy again. tummy pain.
when we were on our way back, it starts to drizzle. what a perfect way to end the weekend. but… damn…. we are still not staying together. hugging her to sleep would be the best way to end the weekend. only if. …. haiz. back home, im thinking of the weekend i had…

babs… i really love u, you know. i can never live without u , you know.


Posted: August 25, 2006 in Wife
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babs had been sick this entire week. earlier part of the week, i tot that its not that serious. but after 3 days of complaining about her weakness, i guess i have to make her go. she didnt want to at first, but after persistent reasoning, we went. true enuff, the doc diagnosed her with viral infection. how bloody worried i am everytime she had asthma attack, she can still say that it is not only due to the fact of her smoking and the two lovable pets at home. if only i can tell her how worried i am everytime she light up the ciggy and sleep with the cats. i played a part in causing danger to her as well… that i have to admit. i have not stopped faggin …. still.

well this week, has been hell for me. despite for all the mishaps dominating the week, i still could safely say that im not letting these affect my relationship with wifey. the way i handle situations might have not been the best methods but i will follow and do what my heart says. and a good thing, im not letting it affect our matchmadeinheaven.

earlier today, had dinner with babs along sembawang road then we head to YD for some chit chat cum breezin session. i love to have these sessions with her cos its always about talking things out. her point of view and my understanding towards things… we can almost talk about everything. and YD, being so windy today (thanks god), it made the ambience so much nicer … spending a good quality time with her just erase off the frustrations of waiting for her to get ready to go out. she is my mood setter. that explains why i always need her when i am about to burst my heads off somethin…. i love my wife. i love my life. my life, my wife.

i really hate to see u smoke. the angst will automatically be triggered the moment u lit that ciggy up. its the health i worry. for u not taking care of urself, it reflects how bad i am at taking care of you as well. anyway, as promised, i’ll stick to my words that i will stop blabbering about u smoking. i wouldnt want to change you … but pelase dont ask me why the face lengthen vertically everytime u smoke, i really cant help it. only if u’d noticed, the long faces all comes when u smoke. how i wish i could just stop myself from doing so… but i cant. i love u for what u are… i care for u still, my love just never die … babs, please stop faggin ur life away. please…. i beg.
one fine day, i think i will die of cancer. hope it doesnt bring me much suffering before my death.