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c Sunday, November 18, 2007 ' 4:43:00 PM d

hehe having such a boooootiful dae. sun is out, weather is fine (it's abt 23degs todae), laundry is hangin out to dry, lunch is ready, and i already had my 3pm breakfast. life's good when hubby is out at work hehe

busy dae up ahead tomoro so no plans to do anything much todae. just haf to take stock of my life: i want to start working soon. not that being a housewife is not fulfilling but i dun feel sufficiently challenged intellectually. dun get me wrong. means the world to me when salihin notices the house is clean, or when he suddenly exclaims "that's the shit right there" when sumthin i prepared kena dengan tastebuds dier. how i can be ecstatic when he equates my cooking to crap, i haf no idea. i duno lah. metalheads...*sigh* love is blind i guess or in my case, deaf and duh. the feeling i get tho, he deserves a hug, maybe a kiss also. everything else, i'll consider hurhur at this point, i shall offer airsick bags to all my avid readers hehe

got abit irritated lah juz now. life's not all that rosy. i hate it HATE it when my work area is messed up. if by me, ok fine. i noe i will come back and clean it up. but if by somebody else, man, i wanna bitchslap em good...tak nampak ke that damn coffee stain on the counter. or the rag is soggy cos its drooping into the sink. or that the water jug is empty becos someone is not considerate enuf to boil more water after a water parade (a daily ritual that is starting to grate on me i must add. not the water parade. waking up to an almost empty jug. aku pun kekadang haus sak...). seriously, balls...and dun give me that crap about how i can't expect the same standards of cleanliness from boys as is generally required of girls. that is a whole lotta bullshit coming from someone who...i duno lah!! nak cakap pun buat dosa jer, and it'll probably upset my darling hubby. so deep breaths aishah. u can do this, girl...haha

anyways, little things in life makes it all ok. well, not ok lar per se but at least i get distracted from my state of unnecessary pissedness. am i really that demanding? or a perfectionist? no i dun really want an answer. and baby, a hug and a "then u train us" ain't gon work all the time. Tuhan, tolonglah aku...

but where was i? distractions...distractions...oh ok the little things in life. when i stepped out to hang the laundry, guess what!!! (cue audience: what!?!?!?) my roma tomato is turning yellow!!!! hehe it was ALMOST yellow yesterday. this afternoon, it's yellow, turning red. to the uninitiated, that means the tomato dah nak masak lar...hehe but exciting kan!!! we got chillies (3 1L-tupperware full). our roses, daisies, heliconias, petunias, asters are blooming nicely. the strawberries fuit pretty quickly. the tomatoes haf been challenging. dry, crackling, wilting leaves. pest attacks. flowers dropping off before their time. but now that salihin & i water it ourselves daily (as opposed to having the sprinklers do the job), the plants are starting to bear fruit. it's just sebiji fer now. more are poppin their lil heads. we just haf to make sure we dun screw it up for them hehe scary...

eh, juz realised i started this post wanting to take stock of my life and to plan my next moves *sigh* distractions again...nvm, i gotta got set up a blog for sal2 1st...be back aite. cheers mates!

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