Wake Up and Smell the Cake

Weekend is almost here but I'm not looking forward to it. Too many things happening that I am not in a good mood. I told FFL my itinerary for the 2 days and she said I need a superman's cape. I still haven't found my peace of mind thinking of what's to come. Very tiring. In chronological order: cooking 2 days' porridge (no time on Sunday) the usual ironing and laundry to do play group open house 5 houses to visit all in JB staying overnight in JB Junior's playgym wedding of someone I don't know and right now I don't care to go visit one house, if people are at home cook for guests we're expecting on Monday. I'm not doing the cooking but I'm doing cleaning. clear house for Monday. Peng's Kitchen just made some vanilla custard puffs that look easy to follow! If I have time (WHO AM I KIDDING RIGHT) I would love to try it out. Husband wants the stayover in JB cos probably he's sick of Singapore. It's only 1 and a ha

We met a young boy at one of the houses we visited few days ago, and ohmy GOD how drama mama is that boy! I tell you if his mum wasn't there I'd go up to him and give a good pinch on his arm or thigh or whatever. A slap would be appropriate too. So this is what happened. My little boy is still learning to play with others, at 1 year 2 months he's not much of a social butterfly. But my in-laws do train him by playing with his five month old cousin, so far it's been good. Kids that age don't share toys or even worse, get jealous and do evil stuff but Junior can pat his cousin's head when we told him to "sayang-sayang adik". Sometimes it gets violent too like a slap hahahaha but he's a boy. Anyway! So at that particular house, there were other toddlers as well, but Junior was very quiet. Takes after his mama you see, not a social butterfly. He liked this toy school bus and took it so he could spin the tyres. But at this particular instance, J

I know. I shouldn't be letting my emotions get the better of me. One of my biggest pet peeves is a disrupted pumping schedule. Today I forgot my valves so I had to take my valves at home blah blah blah. I want to eat chocolate cake with chocolate ganache. Or maybe have a go at Nigella's instant chocolate mousse again.

It's one of those shitified days that makes you want to lock yourself away from everyone because everyone around you is being negative. Except Junior. Junior can sit with me in my locked up room. Oh and the locked up room should have lots of baking supplies and goodies and an oven and a mixer. But for an immediate cure, I need a good comforting lunch. Oooh yeah I've decided. I'm gonna stuff myself with Swensen's. Haven't had that for some time already. Good ol' mega burger hurhur. And some ice cream too if I'm feeling like a glutton. YUMYUM CAN'T WAIT FOR LUNCH.

hungry woman = irritable woman hungry + pregnant + impatient woman =  

Stupid me lost my balance and splashed into a puddle of mud and sorta sprained my ankle. I hate it hate it! And I was wearing CLOTH shoes. Bloody disgusting. Luckily the mud was not very thick, and I think my foot is okay. But still. That TOTALLY affected my mood. I hate pools of mud. My last encounter with mud was TERRIBLE. Splashes all the way till above the knee. I hate losing my balance. I hate wet shoes. Wet dirty shoes. And I'm having a bad tudung day. Freakin' slippery material, I should have worn extra pins. And I'm feeling some sort hungry. But I ate rice for lunch! I hate it when I eat but I don't feel full. Why! Why don't I feel full! I wish I had a huge slice of cake here muahahaha. I am soooo gonna to fry those frozen mini donuts and smother them with nutella for breakfast tomorrow morning!

Omg I can't sit still!! My butt aches when I sit too long, and by long I mean like fifteen minutes? I need a plush cushion for my Princess And The Pea royal behind.

There I was, roaming around Golden Landmark waiting for The Husband and I saw this minah jubah who looked at me and smiled. I didn't know who she was but I thought it was nice of her to smile so I smiled back. But that mean bitch! When I bumped into her and her bf/guy fren/brother few minutes later she had the CHEEK to BURST out laughing while asking me "Cari siapa kak ?" Bloody bitch ! I don't know you! Is it wrong to roam around on my own?!?! Mind you own business can! Urgh! Infuriating! I seriously felt like cursing her. So mean. **updated 22/2/2011** Hohoho. I happened to be at one mosque yesterday and lo and behold! Saw her foto and name at the mosque's noticeboard. Tsk tsk. Orang masjid lagi.

Today is a day gone wrong. I put too much salt in the eggs for french toast breakfast. Was so looking forward to preparing breakfast for The Husband but turned out to be a failure. A little bit lost looking for Phoon Huat in Ang Mo Kio. Clever me didn't take down the address. And there's no iPhone to search the internet. But, found it in the end. Haha! Colleague said there's cheese fries in the canteen, and they're still frying the fries as we spoke, but when I reached the stall, the last two sets were JUST sold. Oh well. I stepped on a concrete slab thinking it's safe from the puddle of mud beside it. But noooo. It was a floating slab. I stepped on it, and SPLASH goes mud on my white dress. Lots of it Urgh. DON'T. LIKE. Cold, dirty and my dress was mopping the floor. I forgot to take my ATM card from my other bag, had to go home to take it before paying bills. The person before me took ages to pay bills. I want my husband :(

Husband has two (yes, TWO ) overseas trips within two weeks next month. And it clashes with our important date on the 10th. Soooo. Should I change the date or not. Cos right now I sure feel like I don't.

I hate waiting. It's my number one pet peeve. I don't like being late and I don't like waiting for people who are late. If you're going to be late, please inform in advance so I can change my plans. I don't think I'm impatient. Would you call someone impatient if he/she waits for someone at the arranged time? No rite. It's a justified anger. Both parties have already agreed to come at a certain time. If that person came early and expect people to be early, then ya la you can call that person impatient. Oh wait. I hate it even more when I have to wait, and the person is not contactable. That is just outrageous. Late without any notice AND cannot be reached. Make my blood boil.