You know your trip will be great when..

.. You have a great lunch, get on the ERL train on time and no lines as you check in for your flight.

Flight was on time, and you have the whole row to yourself. Walk straight out of the customs into a white Mercedes Benz taxi and no traffic going to the hotel.

Looking fabulous in your heels (even after being in them since lunch) and sat on the front row of the fall/winter jewelry fashion show.

Positive feedbacks from your client even when everyone else is talking doom and gloom, healthy snacks with new found friends as you wait for your old dear friend to come over.

And he picks you up in his swanky Porsche, takes you to a nice collonial bungalow restaurant cum bar, talking and laughing as we catch up with each others lives.

Thank you for a wonderful yesterday, still riding high today, and looking forward to a better tomorrow!

-and-now-hunting-for-that-elusive-black-pumps-L

I'm a machine.. A *bleeping* machine..

I've been doing a lot of girlie things with the little princess.. And I have to say when it comes to going out shopping, Ni-Mu is a pro, as expected. She IS my little girl.

So on Thursday night, I realized that we were running low on milk so of course, I've decided to make a girlie night out. A little window shopping, a nice dinner and of course, a trip to the supermarket. Somewhere between the meat deli and the Japanese food section, Ni-Mu came up to me

Mama..I farted... *giggles*.

Baby, you don't have to announce it to everyone.. okay..

Uncle Zaki says I'm a fart-machine .. *still giggling*

Okay..*rolling eyes*.. great, I thought.. the one thing he says that actually sticks on her mind is that..
No, baby.. please don't say that.. you are NOT a fart-machine *hushed voice*

Yeah.. I'm not a fart-machine.. You're the fart-machine, mama..yoU'RE THE FART-MACHINE.. YOU'RE THE FART-MACHINE..HAHAHA.. MAMA.. YOU'RE THE FART MACHINE.. MAMA'S THE FART-MACHINE!

*horror! horror* while trying to shush her down.

The thing is, she's not even 3 yet, so you can imagine her enunciation of fart, sounds more like the dreaded 4 letter word.. YES, that f*#king 4 letter word.

And in as much as I received appreciative glances from the deli guy and some guy who was reaching out for chilli flakes.. I totally wanted to dive into freezer. Of course, that was not possible, so I just grabbed Ni-Mu, plonked her on the cart, and went straight to the cashier.

Yes, I was mortified. No, I didn't get any number. Am I a *bleep* machine? Ahhahahaaa.. what do you think?

-t-not-k-L

Are you alive Romance?

So, what do you do when you have a gazillionaire boyfriend, who stocks up a walk in closet (which used to be his library) with Jimmy Choos and rows and rows of haute couture? You count your blessing. Of course, this was a scene from Lipstick Jungle.. but for a moment I imagined what it would be like to be that girl. Argh! And now, he's schmoozing and dancing with her while a guy plays the piano and a wonderfully voiced lady sings.

We mere mortals may not have that kind of romance, but I see them around me. The Geek and Chief Baker Fairy walks hand in hand after supper; my mum and dad tasting food and telling each other what each other should eat and which ones to avoid; a friend getting excited on fb about his date with his wife...

Romance is not dead.

As long as people know that some things are important enough not to let go, romance will stay alive. And I shall leave it at that.

-L

The B's are now 3..

In the Land Beneath the Wind, a baby is born, and she will bring so much joy to one of my favorite couple..



I remember when Ni-Mu came into our life. She was perfect. My pride and joy, our Ice Age baby.



It's coming close to three years now. So many milestones ..



The heaven has opened up, and I can feel myself getting drenched. I better take the laundry in.



There'll be plenty of laundry to be done for Mr. and Mrs. B from now on. Of little sleepsuits and whatnots.. Congratulations my dears.. Can't wait to see the little one.



-aunty-L