<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18939858</id><updated>2011-04-21T14:42:19.880-07:00</updated><title type='text'>CoDyUkIe 的一片天</title><subtitle type='html'>We are little angels. 
           With hearts blessed with bountiful of loves and wings stretched to spread the spirits of love...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://codyukie.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18939858/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://codyukie.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>codyukie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02258773102878599609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1864/200/codynmum.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>84</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18939858.post-115433725833242584</id><published>2006-07-31T02:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-31T02:15:48.460-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Herbal Codfish</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;My girlfriend and her hubby shared with me a wonderful recipe to steam codfish, it is so tasty. I love it till I have the craving to cook it weekly. But a bit expensive wor...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ingredients:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Codfish&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Seasoning - soya sauce, pepper, seasame oil, huatiow wine&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Herbs - tang gui 2-3 slices, wolfberries, etc&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ginger - sliced/ shredded&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Garlic - chopped&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Spring onion - ganish&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Methods:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Marinate the codfish with seasoning for few minutes. Add all other ingredients and steam till cooked. 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Didn't have too much wine but probably a mixture of 5-6 different wine types and no proper dinner that led to a major malfunction the next day. I was sneezing and feeling feverish so I popped a panadol pill and rested on Saturday hopefully to get well by Father's Day. By afternoon my running nose didn't get better and I went to see a doctor. He gave me some pills for running nose only as I wasn't having a fever. But who knows my fever came back in the evening and got worst in the night time. My temperature shot high till hubby got very worried. He started to sponge my forehead with wet towel from 4.30am. All I could remember was him asking worriedly "Are you having chicken pox again, why are you having such high fever?" and I still made fun of him by poking his cheek while he was having his mouth full of bread. I could see that he got busy with sponging, checking my temperature, apply ointment, make sure I was comfortable enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hubby finally managed to bring my temperature down after 2 hours of faithful sponging and I was feeling so much better without the hotness. I overheard telephone conversation about we couldn't make it to the Father's Day gathering. I felt so bad that we had to give it a miss. Hubby always values the chance of get-togethers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I rested for another few days and when I was about to return to work on Wednesday I felt dizziness and nauseous that I wasn't confident that I could make my way to office. Therefore I decided to rest for another day. Hubby got worried again as I was home alone. He worried that I might faint any moment without people around to take care of me. He sms me to check my condition but at the same time he dared not keep messaging so as not to disturb my rest. Later during the night time he told me he actually thought of asking me to sms him hourly so that he knows I am alright. 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The clear glass panel got unremovable stains and the doors are having difficulties to close properly. Wood dusts are accumulating at corners for whatever the reason is, I no longer care to find out. My suggestion to change it was turned down by the house master :( Well, guess I have to live with the dying console for couple of months more before it finally RIP (rest in peace or rip itself off). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1864/320/sys3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;(before)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1864/320/IMAGE_234.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1864/320/IMAGE_233.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;(after)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought a tinted black adhensive film from the hardware store and I planned to paste it on the stained glass. The film costed $17+ and based on the instructions stated it wasn't difficult to DIY. Initially I was pretty ambitious, I even thought of cutting out some pattern designs before pasting. But dropped the idea after realising that its not easy and might spoil the film if I don't have a pair of steady hands. Therefore, the final decision was just to paste the original film and it turned out nicely. And after pasting I discovered that the film is reflective, so it double up as a mirror for my boys. I am so happy and proud of my DIY job! After this, my confidence level is boost up, might take up more challenging tasks next. Wonder will hubby starts to worry our house is at my mercy???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;table&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smartvegas.com/" target="_top"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="casinos" src="http://cherry.vasslegas.com/images/codyukie/odw/";" ALIGN="middle" HSPACE="4" VSPACE="2"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smartvegas.com/" style="font-size:11px"&gt;online gambling&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18939858-114982018686105760?l=codyukie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://codyukie.blogspot.com/feeds/114982018686105760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18939858&amp;postID=114982018686105760&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18939858/posts/default/114982018686105760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18939858/posts/default/114982018686105760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://codyukie.blogspot.com/2006/06/do-it-yourself.html' title='Do It Yourself'/><author><name>codyukie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02258773102878599609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1864/200/codynmum.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18939858.post-114904710454582916</id><published>2006-05-30T20:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-30T20:45:04.573-07:00</updated><title type='text'>馊主意</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1864/1600/yesmummy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1864/320/yesmummy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;我家可弟尤其(CODYUKIE)的爹啊，老爱有事没事的出一大堆馊主意。昨晚竟爬到我头上针对起我的博克网络。王老爹理直气壮的说着"CODYUKIE的一片天”名字取的不够贴切,应照着可弟尤其的特性来命名。听到这时，我瞄了他一眼等他把话说完。果然理由一说完，马上就得意洋洋地建议我改成“CODYUKIE的一片尿”。尿！你看吧，是不是馊主意？我就知道他不怀好意，纯粹只想取笑我的可弟尤其。我的“天”就在此刻变成了我的“尿”！让我家的宝贝们套上这等粗俗的字眼，你余心何忍啊？&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;table&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smartvegas.com/" target="_top"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="casinos" src="http://cherry.vasslegas.com/images/codyukie/odw/";" ALIGN="middle" HSPACE="4" VSPACE="2"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smartvegas.com/" style="font-size:11px"&gt;online gambling&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18939858-114904710454582916?l=codyukie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://codyukie.blogspot.com/feeds/114904710454582916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18939858&amp;postID=114904710454582916&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18939858/posts/default/114904710454582916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18939858/posts/default/114904710454582916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://codyukie.blogspot.com/2006/05/blog-post.html' title='馊主意'/><author><name>codyukie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02258773102878599609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1864/200/codynmum.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18939858.post-114889400099957752</id><published>2006-05-29T02:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-29T02:13:21.013-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Medical card</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Company HR officer finally issued me a replacement for my lost medical card. Without the card, medical bills were quite high. There was once I had to pay $50 for flu consultation :O Since then I better reapply for my medical card. But my health got so much better after my wedding in Jan 05. During that busy season I got sick easily, so unlike me. Remember my csp days, I never took a MC for 3 years but during my wedding preparation I fell ill almost monthly. 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In the afternoon, we went to mother-in-law's place for 933 home delivery delicacies and a cake. All siblings came home for lunch and we had a good time gathering. We didn't give mother-in-law any gift, bought her a cake instead.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1864/1600/mumday1.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1864/200/mumday1.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Around dinner time, we rushed to Chinatown as sister made a reservation at Spring Court. My mother always wanted her celebrated to be held on actual day at a restaurant. So that she could tell her friends about it. The dinner was expensive as usual on such occasion and we also bought mother a handphone. See how smiley she was :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1864/1600/mumday4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1864/200/mumday4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A long day but most importantly both mothers are happy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;table&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smartvegas.com/" target="_top"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="casinos" src="http://cherry.vasslegas.com/images/codyukie/odw/";" ALIGN="middle" HSPACE="4" VSPACE="2"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smartvegas.com/" style="font-size:11px"&gt;online gambling&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18939858-114828543493376988?l=codyukie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://codyukie.blogspot.com/feeds/114828543493376988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18939858&amp;postID=114828543493376988&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18939858/posts/default/114828543493376988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18939858/posts/default/114828543493376988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://codyukie.blogspot.com/2006/05/our-mothers.html' title='Our Mothers'/><author><name>codyukie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02258773102878599609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1864/200/codynmum.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18939858.post-114828140147798285</id><published>2006-05-21T23:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-22T00:03:21.496-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A strange dream</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Had a hard time trying to get to sleep last night, most probably because of the afternoon nap I had earlier in the day. After much struggles, I managed to turn in but I had a dream...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dreamt that I was about to deliver a baby. It was supposed to deliver naturally but due to some reasons, the anesthetic given knocked me out completely. And when I woke up after the anesthetic effect was gone, my hubby handed me a baby. I looked at the baby with no feeling. I was thinking "Is this mine?", "I didn't get to see myself delivered this baby, maybe is not mine". I asked hubby "Did he video-shoot the whole process so to prove that the baby is mine?"... Think there's also a part that I breast-fed the baby...hahaha... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess it must be very shocking for me as the dream woke me up around 5am wondering what's going on? 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My girlfriend was commented that my bedroom's ceiling lamp has two sharp edges that resembles two knives in fengshui study. I went home and had and careful look and indeed she was right. Next moment we were at Balestier checking out new lamps for the room. We passed by a shop display and saw these lamps, eeeee.....don't they just look like the local movie "The Maid"? Especially the red one at the extreme right bottom.... Maybe the shop owner also have same thought that's why they purposely didn't want to lit up the red one :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everytime we see this range of lamps, we will go "Eeeeee...who wants to buy? 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I thought you are a pony?" As she was born in the year of horse, we always like to call her a pony.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dana:"Yes, yes I am a pony and daddy is a pig" Everyone laughed by the way she answered and she is not trying to insult her dad because is a fact that her dad was born in year of pig.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;My niece has grown up and no longer like us to labelled her as baby ;) She came to our house few weeks ago and we got her an origami set featuring pet house. Below is my favourite shot of her hiding and peeping through the door of pet house. Lovely!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1864/1600/IMG_6444.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1864/320/IMG_6444.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;She is very fun to play with but at times will throw tantrums, I guess that is pretty usual for kids of her age. She would cry and screams at high pitch if she doesn't get her way. We are at lost when she does that and everyone will move 3 steps further from her and let her mummy to deal with her :P I believe that by not interfering is the best we could help. My mother-in-law will always give in to grandchildren and buy them the toys that they want. 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During that season I was in the midst of changing home decorations and saw I asked her to get me some cushion covers if she happened to spot any nice and cheap ones there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She returned from Vietnam. But no cushion covers for me, instead she got me something very nice and I was very touched. Not really touched by how beautiful the ornaments are but rather her effort to bring in such fragile and heavy stuffs. She got us a pair of dining sets, porcelain made!  Thank you Evelyn, you are so thoughtful and sweet. 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Grab the book nearest to you, turn on page 18 and find line 4.&lt;br /&gt;It's "Wine &amp; Dine Singapore Top Restaurants 2000" and line 4 described ...the Dragon City Special Pork Ribs that come in a tasty tomato-based sauce...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Stretch your left arm out as far as you can.&lt;br /&gt;Touches my key cabinet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. What is the last thing you watched on TV?&lt;br /&gt;今晚哪里有问题？Taiwanese variety show hosted by SCV&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Without looking, guess what time it is?&lt;br /&gt;5.35pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Now look at the clock, what is the actual time?&lt;br /&gt;5.38pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. With the exception of the computer, what can you hear?&lt;br /&gt;Music station 93.3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. When did you last step outside? What were you doing?&lt;br /&gt;10mins ago to visit office loo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Before you started this survey, what did you look at?&lt;br /&gt;Kelly's comment suggesting me to do this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. What are you wearing?&lt;br /&gt;Black top and jeans&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Did you dream last night?&lt;br /&gt;No&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. When did you last laugh?&lt;br /&gt;Lunch time when I cracked jokes with my colleagues&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. What is on the walls of the room you are in?&lt;br /&gt;Posters, postcards, photo, keychains, memo, etc&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Seen anything weird lately?&lt;br /&gt;You mean my reflection on mirror? Hehe, no lah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. What do you think of this quiz?&lt;br /&gt;Pretty long, am I half-way through?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. What is the last film you saw?&lt;br /&gt;Casanova&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. If you became a multimillionaire overnight, what would you buy?&lt;br /&gt;Right now, a TV console is on my mind...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Tell me something about you that I dunno.&lt;br /&gt;I love to sleep zzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. If you could change one thing about the world, regardless of guilt or politics, what would you do?&lt;br /&gt;To end peril&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Do you like to dance?&lt;br /&gt;Yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. George Bush.&lt;br /&gt;I rather not to comment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Imagine your first child is a girl, what do you call her?&lt;br /&gt;Either Katie or Riana&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Imagine your first child is a boy, what do you call him?&lt;br /&gt;............time up..........yet to think of one....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. 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I am called by my name Yukie, baby, boy boy, kor kor, doggie, dog dog, etc. I guess I do look different from my parents (owners). They don't walk with four legs like Cody and I. I am having fainting memories of my natural mother and I have no idea who my father is. After I outgrow my puppy stage, the memories faded and now I only have my current parents and a younger brother, Cody with me. Every evening I tend to meet more of my kind during our regular stroll in the garden. I am not very socialable to others. Playing with similar species is just not my cup of tea, I prefer to sniff for information and conquer as many territories as I could. That gives me great sense of accomplishment hence I can never get enough of my daily stroll. Weekends are the best, sometimes I get strolls twice a day. Perhaps is a reward for my well behavior? Must be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually I don't really understand the need of having a younger brother, he seems to be sharing whatever was rightfully mine. And the word "cute" is always bestowed on him. Am I not cute? Who cares? What is cute anyway? Mummy will praise me for being beautiful, wonder what does that means? But from her gentle tone, I guess it should be something nice. I do have a hard to kick habit, whenever I don't understand what others want from me I will tilt my head sideway. I wonder do I look funny because mummy will always ask "Why? Baby, why?".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1864/1600/ne.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1864/200/ne.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My brother Cody is such a baby, always pester me to play with him. Can't he grow up faster? He doesn't seem to understand an adult has much more to do besides playing. But strange, he doesn't grow anymore. His size and behavior remains stagnate, I highly suspect he is malnutrition. And he simply loves to vacuum the floor for crumbs, goodness gracious! Really don't know what to say about him, always a child, I give up! However, I do insist on discipline in the house, I don't allow him to get too childish. If I noticed he gets too much smooches from mummy, he will "get it" from me. What to do? I am the big brother here, I have to play the bad guy. Although daddy and mummy don't support my disciplinary acts, but one day they will appreciate that. It's just a matter of time for them to trust me fully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you ask me what I enjoy most? Of course food, massage and stroll! I am greedy, I admit I love all kind of food but my varieties are very limited. I seem to be having the same food everyday for weeks, months and even years but I still enjoy them a lot. 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They spent a couple of days and nights on the farm of what would be considered a very poor family. On their return from their trip, the father asked his son, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"How was the trip?" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;"It was great, Dad."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;"Did you see how poor people live?" the father asked.&lt;br /&gt;"Oh yeah," said the son.&lt;br /&gt;"So, tell me, what you learned from the trip?" asked the father. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The son answered: "I saw that we have one dog and they had four. We have a pool that reaches to the middle of our garden and they have a creek that has no end. We have imported lanterns in our garden and they have the stars at night. Our patio reaches to the front yard and they have the whole horizon. We have a small piece of land to live on and they have fields that go beyond our sight. We have servants who serve us, but they serve others. We buy our food, but they grow theirs. We have walls around our property to protect us, they have friends to protect them."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boy's father was speechless. Then his son added, "Thanks, Dad, for showing me how poor we are."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Isn't perspective a wonderful thing? 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The results are very funny, below are the matches: &lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photo submitted-&gt;1st match (67%) -&gt;2nd match (62%)-&gt;3rd match (57%)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1864/1600/IMAGE_008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 123px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 129px" height="125" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1864/200/IMAGE_008.jpg" width="120" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;-&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1864/1600/kim%20hee%20sun.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1864/200/kim%20hee%20sun.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;-&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1864/1600/MS.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1864/200/MS.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;-&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1864/1600/hung.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1864/200/hung.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The closest match is actress Kim Hee-Sun from Korea, hehe.. she is so pretty :P The second match won me popularities from colleagues who were fans of Michael Schmacher. 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往往最初的决定会因道路的崎岖而迷失了方向盘. 一旦方向偏了, 就算得到了莫些成果也未必是自己最初想要的.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;这一路走来你变成了我最好的“导师”，导致我在思想上变成熟许多。我心目中的导师不需具备着崇高的品德和拥有完美的人生观。问世间能有几人是真正的十全十美？又能有几人敢站出来引导如何迈向完美的康庄大道？曾看过一则理论说着：人无需亲生历经惨痛去体会什么是错的，人可以在他人惨痛的经历中学习对错。当你在与我分享着生活中的点点滴滴时，每个细节都会导致我发挥莫大的思考空间而从中领悟到其中的道理及摄取精华。在有些故事中我得到了启发，有些则是包含着反面教材。每个故事都有学习的空间，获益良多。也许是多年的磨练吧，我已经习惯性的去思考与学习你的每一段故事。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;table&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smartvegas.com/" target="_top"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="casinos" src="http://cherry.vasslegas.com/images/codyukie/odw/";" ALIGN="middle" HSPACE="4" VSPACE="2"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smartvegas.com/" style="font-size:11px"&gt;online gambling&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18939858-114059150804209454?l=codyukie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://codyukie.blogspot.com/feeds/114059150804209454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18939858&amp;postID=114059150804209454&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18939858/posts/default/114059150804209454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18939858/posts/default/114059150804209454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://codyukie.blogspot.com/2006/02/blog-post_21.html' title='生活上的导师'/><author><name>codyukie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02258773102878599609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1864/200/codynmum.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18939858.post-114048441693691163</id><published>2006-02-20T17:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-20T17:13:36.963-08:00</updated><title type='text'>你花心吗？</title><content type='html'>前阵子老公对我说他经过了一项测试得知他的花心程度，听了他的讲解我觉得测试结果还挺准的。所以我也试了一试，以下是我的测试结果：&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1864/400/huaxin.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我周朝的男性朋友们，小心哦！不要对我太好，要不然我会绘错意哦。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;table&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smartvegas.com/" target="_top"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="casinos" src="http://cherry.vasslegas.com/images/codyukie/odw/";" ALIGN="middle" HSPACE="4" VSPACE="2"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smartvegas.com/" style="font-size:11px"&gt;online gambling&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18939858-114048441693691163?l=codyukie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://codyukie.blogspot.com/feeds/114048441693691163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18939858&amp;postID=114048441693691163&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18939858/posts/default/114048441693691163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18939858/posts/default/114048441693691163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://codyukie.blogspot.com/2006/02/blog-post.html' title='你花心吗？'/><author><name>codyukie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02258773102878599609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1864/200/codynmum.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18939858.post-114042795253297088</id><published>2006-02-20T01:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-20T01:37:30.640-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Negative thoughts are harmful</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I was reading up on depressions and found this particular one that I would like to share. The Cognitive Distortions and Cognitive Therapy :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"In many, many cases depression actually is the result of negative thoughts. When bad things happen, we begin chastising ourselves with such thoughts as: "I'm no good."; "I'm a total failure."; or "Nothing ever goes my way." These thoughts can send us spiraling right down into a deep depression. You see, we are what we think." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"We depressives are masters at taking the good in a situation and turning it to a negative. Part of this comes from a tendency to low self-esteem. We feel like we just don't deserve it.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;How to turn this around is actually very simple. Next time someone compliments you resist that little voice inside that says you don't deserve it. Just say "thank you" and smile. The more you do this the easier it will become."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"We are victim to our own insecurities. We expect the worst and begin preparing early for the disappointment. By the time we find out that all our fears were unfounded we've worked ourselves into a frenzy and for what? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Next time do this: give them the benefit of the doubt. You'll save yourself a lot of unnecessary worry. If your fears have some basis in reality, however, drop that person from your life like a hot potato."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"If we think something often enough, we begin to believe it's true. To conquer depression, we must stop those automatic thoughts and replace them with more positive, truthful ones. 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We started Saturday with our monthly gardening at IMH watering and weeding. The weeds seemed to start conquering fast snatching nutrients from plants, we removed quite a lot but didn't manage to finish all. We left shortly after hubby got hit by the flying stone from grass-cutting. As usual, we went to nearby market for lunch and bought some groceries. In the afternoon, we attended a baby full month &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1864/1600/IMAGE_153.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1864/200/IMAGE_153.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;celebration. We had a hard time searching for the hosts when we arrived their house, it was packed with their friends and relatives. A bit shocked to see so many strangers but it was quite ok after&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1864/1600/IMAGE_154.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1864/200/IMAGE_154.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; awhile. In the late afternoon, I started preparing dinner while hubby walked our boys. It was the first time I cooked four dishes for a no-occasion day, quite an achievement I would say. We also went to shopping mall to get boy's food and ingredients for durian cake. We ended our Saturday with a local movie "One More Chance".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1864/1600/IMAGE_166.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1864/200/IMAGE_166.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I woke up quite early on Sunday, 9am! Hehehe... normally I don't wake up till 11-12 noon. We walked our boys to coffee shop for breakfast and when returned I started to bake a durian cake. In total it took me 30 minutes for preparation and an hour to bake. It turned out nicely baked but the durian taste was not strong, I don't like this recipe. Will try others next round. I packed the cake and went to in-law's house. The rest of the siblings were there before us, hubby played Singapore Monopoly for awhile to humor our niece and we had KFC for tea break. It was a treat from brother-in-law's girlfriend celebrating her winning of 4-digits. The highlight of the day was watching "The Maid" inside the bedroom with everyone squeezing &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1864/1600/IMAGE_140.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1864/200/IMAGE_140.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;onto a bed and every slight noise will trigger scream or laughter. My mother-in-law added a lot of effects to our show, she would pop her head in to check on us every now and then, woo...so scary! When the movie ended, I fried some shrimp eggs and boom boom (bike) our way to nursing home. Grandma enjoyed the eggs and durian we bought for her, she even shared among her friends. We planned nicely to reach home before my favorite 7pm drama and had some noodles after that. 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It was mentioned that intake of omega 3 will help in anti-depression. It will make you happier! Omega could be found in deep sea fish oil, flaxseed oil, etc. An article even pointed out that taking sufficent of omega 3 during prenancy will give birth to a smarter baby. Do you believe that? My mom must had taken plentiful of omega 3 when she was having me, see how smart I am now! Hahaha...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shouldn't it be in the state of mind to control our mood? When has it channelled to the food cause? Anyway its good to give it a try if you are suffering from depression. 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I knew about the menu as we went marketing together during the weekend, just wondering whether hubby would be able to handle it. I popby Breadtalk to grab a small cake before I went home. The moment I reached home I saw hubby waiting for me in the living room, the steak were not ready yet he told me. The next moment he went into the kitchen and got busy cooking again. &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1864/1600/v1.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I passed by the dining area and to my surprise there was a stalk of rose in a sleek vase :O I haven't been recieving flowers from hubby for quite sometimes and this really took me by surprise. Besides the rose, hubby also set the table nicely with tealight candles, wine glasses and napkins. &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1864/1600/v2.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1864/200/v2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Love songs were played and the entire atmosphere was so romantic. I enjoyed the feel for awhile and went into the bedroom for changing. The second surprise came up, more roses were found on the bedside table :O 3 red roses inside a vase tied with golden ribbon standing besides our heart-shaped bears! I quickly ran into the kitchen and announced to hubby that I got 3 more! With an uplifted mood, I went to my bedroom loo and I really couldn't believe what I saw. Roses again!!! &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1864/1600/v3.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1864/200/v3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;5 roses beautifully arranged and smiling cheerfully at me when I stepped into the loo. Oh I couldn't take it anymore, so much surprises within a day, I was getting spoilt. I dashed into the kitchen to thank hubby for everything and asked him "That were all its going to be, right?! Will I see more roses inside the toilet bowl?" Hahaha...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dinner was fantastic, with the classic cream of mushroom, striploin steak and grape champage juice. We &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1864/1600/v4.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1864/200/v4.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;finished every bits and could hardly moved, caught our favourite Hongkong drama and brought our boys to garden for their regular walk. After some rest, it was time to eat again. Our cake were waiting inside the fridge, we took it together with the new peach fruitty tea that I bought for hubby. Gosh, we lugged our bloated stomach to bed. So full! So unhealthy! But so sweet :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Thank you hubby, it was a very special Valentine's Day to me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;table&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smartvegas.com/" target="_top"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="casinos" src="http://cherry.vasslegas.com/images/codyukie/odw/";" ALIGN="middle" HSPACE="4" VSPACE="2"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smartvegas.com/" style="font-size:11px"&gt;online gambling&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18939858-113997083641705707?l=codyukie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://codyukie.blogspot.com/feeds/113997083641705707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18939858&amp;postID=113997083641705707&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18939858/posts/default/113997083641705707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18939858/posts/default/113997083641705707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://codyukie.blogspot.com/2006/02/surprise-surprise-and-surprise.html' title='Surprise, surprise and surprise...'/><author><name>codyukie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02258773102878599609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1864/200/codynmum.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18939858.post-113990539363273685</id><published>2006-02-14T00:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-14T00:23:13.670-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Valentine's Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1864/1600/frd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1864/400/frd.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;We could never measure our wealth by money but by our friends.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure our friendship has made me rich!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Tiny but wonderful seeds of blessings are sprinkled on earth each day...&lt;br /&gt;and I just caught one that's so nice and true... 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Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I overheard the radio broadcasting while I was on my bus journey to office this morning. It was about the Valentine's Day celebration and listeners were encouraged to dial sharing their thoughts...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;DJ: Good morning! How are you going to celebrate you V.day?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Guy: We don't specially celebrate on V.day. To me everyday can be V.day, why spend on this particular day?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;DJ: But do you buy gift for your girlfriend?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Guy: None.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;DJ: How about any celebration?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Guy: None too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;DJ: Is your girlfriend happy about that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Guy: Happy about what?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;DJ: Is your girlfriend happy about getting nothing on V.day?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Guy: Nope, she is not happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;DJ: You see, you see. Then you should do something to make her happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Guy giggling away...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The DJ pointed out something which I believe is the root of all cause. "Are you happy?" If both parties are happy with not celebrating V.day then of course it is absolutely fine not to do so. However if one party is expecting something but was not fulfilled then it arises dissapointment. Normally the girls expect the guys to "do something" on these occassions without having to tell them what to do. But guys might interpret it as girls "don't need anything" since they don't even mention...hahaha...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;My girlfriend just told me this:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Hubby and I didn't go anywhere for our wedding anniversary because I was kind of tired to go out. 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Day'/><author><name>codyukie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02258773102878599609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1864/200/codynmum.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18939858.post-113954134494197790</id><published>2006-02-09T19:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-09T19:15:45.016-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Where are you, JL?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;JL, you stood me up. You are the first person who did that to me, how daring!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I queued for a year to date you out, with excitement and present I showed up at our meeting place on time. I waited for more than an hour in Orchard hoping that you will eventually show up but you didn't. I checked on every passerby in hope to spot a familiar face but none fits the bill. I wanted so much to call you but I realized that somehow your contact in my new mobile was lost. What kind of luck was that? I couldn't think of whatelse I could probably do, so I went home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I emailed you the next day but I receive no reply. 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Deep down I know that I was just pulling your leg by saying the opposite. There's a saying that marriage will reach a changing point when it comes to the seventh year, the itch of ending it may surface. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It had been seven years since we vowed to be truthful and faithful to each others. How time flies? It was just like yesterday where we said "I do"...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This day I will marry my friend,&lt;br /&gt;the one I laugh with,&lt;br /&gt;live for, dream with,&lt;br /&gt;and love...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is never a dull moment, there were roller-coaster thrills in between but I must admit that we did have a good seven years. Every day is blessed with fun and laughter, when I count my blessings I counted you twice. I truely wish for many more seven years with you to come. Be loved and to love, as we grow old we continue to hold our hands, faith and love togther. Yes togther, we'll never walk alone. You know how much I hated lonesome, so please hold me tight as we walk along the path together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I am given a choice, I will choose you still. 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My collection of photos started from primary six, anything younger belongs to my mum. The sad thing is we lost our childhood albums when we shifting house. Guess mum felt the worst as those are really very precious photos. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently I was flipping through my collection again and I acciendentally spotted a childhood photo of mine, I believed I must have stole/borrowed/whatever from my mum's collection. Wow! It was like discovering a treasure after buried for long, immediately the memories took me back to those days.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The photo was taken when I was around eight or nine. Look at me, I got curly hair! I hate it, mum always bring me to hair salon for a perm during those days. I don't know why she loves me in permed hair? Maybe she wanted us to look alike as people always said I look like my mum. But the whole world was laughing at how "ah soh" I looked. Although I hate it, I couldn't say no to mum. She only gave me 2 choices, either a canning session or a hair perm. I chose the latter as my skin was too thin to endure any canning. To me, canning was more horrifying than perming. Hence, I always have permed hair till secondary one. Some classmates thought I was having natural curls :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you see two bamboo sticking out from my sleeves? Hehe...that's me, skinny me. Have been so skinny after kindergarden, study life must have been hard for me I guess. Actually I was kind of feeling inferior for being so skinny, I didn't look normal. Most of the times, I would look at my feet while walking so that I could avoid eyes of curiousity.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still remember how I got those dolls. Toys are not common when living in poverty. The biggest doll was my first doll and it was a gift from my elder siblings. They saved up four dollars and bought me that. I love the long blonde hair so that I can style it in different ways. We had to lie to mum saying we spent 20 cents playing "ti-gum" and won this big prize! We were very lucky! I didn't know whether mum believed us but I didn't care, I had the doll.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for my first christmas gift, it was the small doll with dark hair that I was holding. Christmas was just round the corner and I sewed up a stocking from scraps, in hope to receive gift from Santas. I knew where was no Santas in real world but I still sewed to hold a tiny hope in my heart. 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This time, I searched for the word "vintage" and these are the findings: &lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Definitions:&lt;br /&gt;1. good for wine: produced from or characterized by a good harvest of grapes for wine-making, so that the wine does not have to be improved by blending with wine from another harvesta vintage year&lt;br /&gt;2. of best: representing what is best or most characteristic of somebody or somethinga vintage performance&lt;br /&gt;3. classic: recognized as being of high quality and lasting appeala series of vintage Laurel and Hardy comedies&lt;br /&gt;4. out of date: no longer fashionable or modern&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All these while, I only recognised defination no.4 for the meaning. And looking at the recent stuffs hubby and I bought, we seems to be captivated by all these old time beauties. There was once my brother-in-law teased us, he said to me "How lucky?! Your hubby likes vintage, then you will have no worries when you grow old". Instantly I stared at him and he quickly ran away with a cheeky smile.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after 30 years later, can I label myself as vintage? 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Another year is about to begin, and it seems to be a trend for many to set their new year resolutions. This is not a usual practice for me. I do not have a life goal or target to work towards with, my mind will always go blank whenever I questioned myself what I want in life? Sometimes I will ask my friends the same question just to check how adnormal I am but seems like some are sharing the same lossness as me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I have yet to establish any life goal so the next closest will be short-term goals. Firstly I want to abolish my laziness gradually, with that I hope I can care more, exercise more, cook more, eat more, etc etc, more and more. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next of my list would probably be less sensitive especially towards negative comments. Often I take things too personal. People maybe passing casual remarks but the first thing that came to my mind is always "Is he/she hinting me something? Did I make any mistake?" and my heart starts to race faster. This came especially true when they are from my closed ones, eg hubby. I have absolutely no idea since when this self-doubting behaviour developed? But well, is always never too late to realise I have a problem here. I am going to try Solution A "ASK". Communication plays an important role in anywhere, to avoid misunderstanding and self-doubting I am going to ask rather than keep questioning myself in slience. I have been unfair to myself, I took all self-declared blames and made me unhappy. Come to think about it, I am very foolish. Things could be very simple yet I complicate them. Ok, this "over-sensitivity" has to GO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be more tactful in speech? I thought I was pretty cool being tactless?! Hahaha, but this will often hurt people I love although I don't mean it. Maybe I should go slow, talk slower rather than blah out some not so nice phrases. This requires lot of practices and challenging for a kancheong girl like me. But I will try, at least to improve rather than being perfect.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, one year later I will return to this post and review my performance. 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The art of gift appreciation no longer exist. Maybe we are too busy to appreciate? Or we are too pampered with overwhelming gifts? Or we no longer in need of gifts to perk us up? I mean we no longer live in those days whereby gifts are hard to comeby. Therefore, we have forgotten how to appreciate a gift. Nowsaday kids get gifts anytime, they will be surprised if suddenly no one give them a gift. Some conversations I heard during my parties:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;GG: I want to go home now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;PP: But we have yet to exchange gifts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;GG: Do without me then. I have too much gifts already, you folks go ahead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Boy: Let me count how many xmas presents I have received.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;Mum smiled: How many?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;Boy shouted: 5 only, let me see which aunties haven't give me gift yet!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;Mum fainted. Dad quickly grabbed the boy to a corner and lectured him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I have learnt something from the above. They serve as a good reminder to me, to "appreciate". No matter what gift I receive, is the thought that counts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;A GIFT REPRESENTS &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FRIENDSHIP&lt;/strong&gt;... a friend who bothers to make an effort to source, buy, wrap and deliver the GIFT to me! Only friend does that. 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We were filled with excitment upon the family party that took place on Xmas Day. We decorated the house with balloons, hanged the xmas stockings and got ready all the presents. It was a pot-luck party whereby each couple would bring a dish for dinner. Unfortuntely we fell sick the day before Xmas and were feeling rather lagtheric but still it didn't dampen the spirit of the festive joy. I prepared a entree platter for the families as they arrived in the afternoon which comprises smoke salmon cocktail, potato salad &amp; cranberry cake slices. The latter was a gift from colleagues so all I did was to slice the cake. The platter was a great hit &amp;amp; almost everything were gone before dinner. So glad that I made that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1864/1600/IMG_5635.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1864/200/IMG_5635.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1864/1600/IMG_5646.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1864/200/IMG_5646.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1864/1600/IMG_5750.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1864/200/IMG_5750.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Axel baby was most popular among the crowd, his cute little actions brought joy to the family. He is very active and his family has to guard him at all time. He would simply laughed hard and flipped backwards, always needed someone to standby catching hold of him. Axel brought us present too, his poo....haha... Dana is another sweet one, especially when she got excited over our present for her. We bought her a big Chicken Little decal and hubby drew a few cartoon characters inside a sketchbook where she jumped up and down upon seeing it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1864/1600/IMG_5667.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1864/200/IMG_5667.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1864/1600/IMG_5805.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1864/200/IMG_5805.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Youngest brother and his girlfriend were very cute. They had their own camera and acted like tourists going around my house to snap at any spots that were interesting to them. They liked our bed best, the girlfriend was posing on our bed and had a lot of close-up nice shots. What a unique couple...hahaha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dinner was great after having to wait an hour for baking my stuffed roasted chicken. We had porkchop, ceral prawns, sweet &amp;amp; sour prawn, fruit salad in addtional to the big roasted chicken. Our dining table is abit small so everyone had to squeeze in for the food. The dinner was completed with sparkling juice and coffee wine. 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We held a Xmas celebration at their new home, the weather was so cold but our hearts were warmed by their hospitality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole night event was captured by Evie in her blog (http://evielow.blogspot.com/2005/12/xmas-dinner-22nd-dec.html) therefore I shall not repeat the story. Will focus on some fun acts whereby Evie had no space to add in her blog ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The house was tastefully decorated with their love. I declared the most interesting part of the house would be the "erotic" washrooms whereby no lock was installed, ready for surprise anytime! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1864/1600/all.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1864/200/all.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1864/1600/chat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1864/200/chat.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;What is Christmas without turkey's cousin (chicken little)? We had chickens, sushi, salad, sausages, log cake and red wine... Joyce's sister labeled us as PIGS!!! We are not, we left 1 chicken untouched for the hosts as next day's breakfast :) We had a fantastic time laughing our heads off over every single jokes, we can practically make jokes out of everything...so capable :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1864/1600/hide.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1864/200/hide.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Caught Joyce under the big cushion from the comfortable sofa! Wonder what was she hiding from us??? Food?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1864/1600/chix.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1864/200/chix.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1864/1600/eve.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1864/200/eve.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;From a chicken's view "对面的女孩看过来", oops Evie saw me! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And here came Evie the back-stabber!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1864/1600/esther.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1864/200/esther.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1864/1600/chris.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1864/200/chris.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Esther was so touched by Joyce's gift, a set of hand &amp; nail care hamper. She instantly tried the hand cream, probably her hands have been suffering from the renovation works for long. Poor girl. And I was overjoyed upon receiving gift from Jasmine, xmas hand-towels just in time for my festive home deco.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1864/1600/joy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1864/200/joy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1864/1600/evear.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1864/200/evear.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Guess everyone were abit high after some wine, Joyce stood up to parade her shawl &amp;amp; accessories given by Esther while Evie proudly presented her blink blink dangling earrings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1864/1600/jas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1864/200/jas.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1864/1600/ls.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1864/200/ls.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Jasmine got herself a doggie doorstopper while Lye Soon received a set of his favourite Addidas socks from 知音 Evie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1864/1600/wil.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1864/200/wil.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Smilie William got our Xmas CDs which happened to be Esther's lemming. 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It is so heart-warming to receive his greetings even after I left the company for almost 4 years. During my 3 years stay in that company, I can't say we were very close-working colleagues. Just normal boss and subordinate working relationship. Only talk when neccessary kind of thingy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Although I know he wouldn't need to lay a finger to do such mail, all being well taken care by the Secretary but I still feel the warm when received it. A feel of not being forgotten. 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Especially to closer friends, I will share my stories with them. Not only that, I am very crabby. Keep talking nonsense and laughing over my own jokes. I can sense that I have upgraded to a chatterbox, unlike in the past when I was quieter. Kept more things to myself where there were no answers. I wonder what happened these while that attribute to the change in me? But few things I am sure are I am happier, open up more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;P.S. Happier? Maybe my friends are suffering from it...hahaha... 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MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1864/200/greedy.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I nearly forgotten about this feast till I saw the photos from Evie's &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;website. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The gathering was initiated by some greedy girls after hearing that Evie had cooked a nice "curry" crab dinner for her family. We never tried "curry" crabs before therefore kept pestering her to cook for us. So I volunteered my place and we held the feast on 15 Oct. Each of us will cook a dish and we ordered tiramisu *BIG YUM for this*. Evie reached my place first to prepare for the killing. Not bad for a novice I must say, she did it well and clean, merciless of course...hehehe... I was inside the kitchen watching the whole &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1864/1600/Oct_feast.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1864/200/Oct_feast.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;cene and suddenly this girl took out a pack of "chilli" crab sauce. She is a big sotong, kept telling us "curry" crab...hahaha... Esther can step down from her sotong throne already, Evie will be a better choice to lead the sotong clan. I made some party sticks, don't know what were those called...hehehe... Joyce as usual arrived with her speciality - fried meehoon. We were very busy eating and checking out the kids as one of them turned violent. He is no other but my Yukie (notti boy behind the bars) kept chasing after Mickey and Moscow donating love-bites. See poor Mickey (black boy with tee) and Moscow (golden head) layed flat on the floor, must be very exhausted from the chase.&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1864/1600/mos.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1864/200/mos.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1864/1600/yukiebar.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" height="151" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1864/200/yukiebar.jpg" width="135" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1864/1600/mickey.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 188px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 151px" height="144" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1864/200/mickey.0.jpg" width="188" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; No more friends for Yukie!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;table&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smartvegas.com/" target="_top"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="casinos" src="http://cherry.vasslegas.com/images/codyukie/odw/";" ALIGN="middle" HSPACE="4" VSPACE="2"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smartvegas.com/" style="font-size:11px"&gt;online gambling&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18939858-113506833456227017?l=codyukie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://codyukie.blogspot.com/feeds/113506833456227017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18939858&amp;postID=113506833456227017&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18939858/posts/default/113506833456227017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18939858/posts/default/113506833456227017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://codyukie.blogspot.com/2005/12/october-feast.html' title='The October Feast'/><author><name>codyukie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02258773102878599609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1864/200/codynmum.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18939858.post-113495845487516541</id><published>2005-12-18T17:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-18T18:14:14.926-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sheet End</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1864/1600/IMAGE_076.4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1864/320/IMAGE_076.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Machines are afterall machines, you just have to pray for a working one. It was just our luck to waste $4 on a machine that ran out of paper yesterday. It is one of those Neo-print machines whereby you can posed for a series of pictures printed out as stickers. 7 of us were happily posing for the 16-in-1 stickers and who knows there was no print at the end of it. We waited for quite awhile but still nothing came out. Coins were unrefundable and no one responsed to the hotline. We walked off feeling cheated but guess we just have to take it that machines are not 100% reliable...haiz...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;P.S. 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But check out this picture, I was washing my credit cards &amp; NRIC!!! An unusual task, isn't it?! All thanks to a wallet I bought from JB with pocket linings not stitched on. They were glued...errgghhh... And since then all my cards suffered the fate of being sticky. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;However due to the stickiness, it added some spices into my daily marketing. Whenever I make payments using NETS/ credit cards, the cashiers will tend to have a ?-look. They must be wondering why the cards were sticky... yucks!  The most interesting part will be they avoided touching the sticky parts and hold the card in awkward position while sweeping on the machine. Some of them will take a look at the owner of the sticky card, although I felt embarrassed but I do enjoyed observing their reactions. There was once my facial therapist asked about the stickiness of my card worrying that I melted a candy inside my wallet. 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sticky'/><author><name>codyukie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02258773102878599609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1864/200/codynmum.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18939858.post-113463470511181383</id><published>2005-12-15T00:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-15T00:18:25.126-08:00</updated><title type='text'>About me</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So bored, what a boring Thursday... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Although not many people know about my blog but for those who happen to spot this entry, care to answer these:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Q1) What is your first impression of me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Q2) After knowing me for awhile, any differences from the first impression?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Q3) What is the top thingy that you think I should improve on?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;table&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smartvegas.com/" target="_top"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="casinos" src="http://cherry.vasslegas.com/images/codyukie/odw/";" ALIGN="middle" HSPACE="4" VSPACE="2"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smartvegas.com/" style="font-size:11px"&gt;online gambling&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18939858-113463470511181383?l=codyukie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://codyukie.blogspot.com/feeds/113463470511181383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18939858&amp;postID=113463470511181383&amp;isPopup=true' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18939858/posts/default/113463470511181383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18939858/posts/default/113463470511181383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://codyukie.blogspot.com/2005/12/about-me.html' title='About me'/><author><name>codyukie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02258773102878599609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1864/200/codynmum.jpg'/></author><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18939858.post-113463286760526772</id><published>2005-12-14T23:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-14T23:47:47.626-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oil painting</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1864/1600/tinePaint.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1864/400/tinePaint.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hubby used graphic editing to create this oil painting for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I like it, find that is nicely done!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;table&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a 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type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18939858/posts/default/113463286760526772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://codyukie.blogspot.com/2005/12/oil-painting.html' title='Oil painting'/><author><name>codyukie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02258773102878599609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1864/200/codynmum.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18939858.post-113446364564473482</id><published>2005-12-13T00:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-13T16:54:11.533-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A better person</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Striving to be a better person... &lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;or a better chef? Or a better wife?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I cook more nowsaday and begining to enjoy it. No longer feel the intense and sweating over a few dishes. Don't know why I got so tensed up in the past over cookery. Very satisfied with my performance lately, I cook at least once during the weekend trying all new dishes which I never cook before. Let's see how I fare:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;1) Spring onion &amp; ginger pork&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;2) Spare ribs with bitter gourd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;3) Teochew style steamed fish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;4) Portugese spicy steamed fish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;5) Prawns in XO scallop sauce&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;6) Black pepper steamed crab&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;7) Liu wei soup&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;8) Sweet corn soup&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;9) Lotus soup&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;10) Green radish soup&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;11) Craypot rice - FAILED, too much water&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;12) Yong Tou Fu with wine prawn broth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;13) Pancake - FAILED, don't know why still&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;14) Breaded chicken chop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;15) Curry chicken&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;16) Baked chicken/fish in unagi sauce&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;17) Mushroom ham pasta in cream sauce&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Hmm, not bad. I must keep trying new dishes...hehehe... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;table&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smartvegas.com/" target="_top"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="casinos" src="http://cherry.vasslegas.com/images/codyukie/odw/";" ALIGN="middle" HSPACE="4" VSPACE="2"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smartvegas.com/" style="font-size:11px"&gt;online gambling&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18939858-113446364564473482?l=codyukie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://codyukie.blogspot.com/feeds/113446364564473482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18939858&amp;postID=113446364564473482&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18939858/posts/default/113446364564473482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18939858/posts/default/113446364564473482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://codyukie.blogspot.com/2005/12/better-person.html' title='A better person'/><author><name>codyukie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02258773102878599609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1864/200/codynmum.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18939858.post-113445233386724800</id><published>2005-12-12T19:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-12T21:38:53.956-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sun-kissed wall</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Just re-painted my study &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;room, had one of the walls in sun-kissed colour! Is pretty refreshing as it resembles sunkist orange..hahaha... Rearranged the table to face the sunkist (yummy) wall too, it made the room more spacious. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The shelves from Ikea were installed by hubby, how skillful he is to install them without my help. Should give him a pat on his shoulder.&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1864/1600/sunkist2.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1864/200/sunkist2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1864/1600/sunkist1.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1864/200/sunkist1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1864/1600/sunkist2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1864/1600/sunkist2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1864/1600/sunkist2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This morning hubby told me that one shelve dropped and created a loud bang last night. 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And whenever I am questioned about that, my childhood incidents of choking on vegetables will always surfaced. But lately I start to eat more vegetables and fruits after learning the fact that my liver is very overloaded with all the meaty stuffs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My ex-colleagues organised a birthday gathering yesterday at one of the CHIMJES restaurants, Carnivore. The name of the restaurant sounds very meaty to me but I don't mind to try new stuffs. It is barbecue Brazilian style and the meat is served on skewers hot off the grill. We rushed and managed to be seated before 7pm in order to enjoy a better deal at $29.90 per pax. The waiter distributed coaster to each guests and explained how the 2-sided coaster works. One side being "Yes, please" while the other is "No, thanks". By flipping the coaster and the staffs will take the cue to serve accordingly. Pretty interesting concept. However, we realised they kept serving us despite our coasters were displaying otherwise. They didn't go by the rules. But that is understandable as any leftover will be disposed, no such thing as to reheat and serve again I guess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Overall I am not impressed by the food. They are too saltish to my taste. I wonder is Brazilian cusine more towards the salty side? And the concept of carnivore is too meaty for me, the thought of having so much meat in a single meal is actually quite scary. 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We shifted into this current flat since 2002 and we couldn't find a suitable table for the living room. Are we too fussy? Or simply lazy to search? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Perhaps both. And since we could live without it for so many years, is no longer a rush for us to source for one.&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1864/320/LR.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;But ever since we gotten our new sofa, the urge to get a complementing coffee table gets stronger. Maybe is like a jig-saw puzzle situation, we want to fit in the last piece. To complete a home. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We were waiting anxiously for the stock to arrive from Ikea and finally last Friday I received good news. We made our way down to pick up the table immediately and brought some other stuffs of course. I never fail to leave Ikea empty-handed, no wonder Ikea is so popular over here. 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All these while I have been taking pills from skin specialist but I don't like the idea of consuming long-term drugs. Still I hesitated for long worrying the hassle to brew chinese herbs and the horrifying taste, these will put me off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Hubby persued and accompanied me to a free chinese clinic near my place. I registered and was immediately attended by an old physician. He felt my pulse from both hands and didn't find anything unusual. I told him my problem was probably triggered from my chicken pox atteck last year. He suspected my body toxin was not fully dispel during that time resulting my skin problem. After prescibing detox pills for me, he also advised me to take in more vegetables, fruits, water but lesser meat especially frying food. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I paid $2.20 for the medicines and left the clinic. So far, my impression of TCM is alright, not as bad as I thought. I was given pills and syrup ready to consume, no brewing or bitter taste at all...hahaha.... Guess I watched too much ancient chinese drama :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Really hope that this approach is going to work for my skin. 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Therefore I decided to use whatever I could find in my kitchen and came up with my very own version of recipe:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;INGREDIENTS:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;4 live crabs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SEASONINGS:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Rice wine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Ginger&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Spring onions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Garlic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Hua Tiow Jiu (chinese wine)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Sesame Oil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Soya sauce&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Sugar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Pepper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Peppercorn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;METHOD:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;1) Kill the crabs which I can't do it. Therefore I choose to drunk them with rice wine &amp;amp; throw inside the freezer for few hours before I chop them into pieces.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;2) Marinate the crabs with seasoning stated above. My kitchen actually got quite alot of stuffs...surprisingly...hahaha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;3) Heat up the wok, pour some oil and throw in the crabs. 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Had a strong crave for crabs and I was in luck, live crabs were available at 4 for $10. After much struggles to squeeze the crabs into a small plastic bag provided, I went home happily thinking of how surprise hubby will be. Before I managed to reach home, hubby ringed me asking why am I so late? Dinner was getting cold. Strange... I wasn't late... He realised he made a mistake, he cooked too early...hahaha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;When I reached home I passed him the bag of crabs and warned him to watch out for the claws. His expression was curious and asked me why I buy crabs? Before I could answered him, I walked passed my dining table and saw a plate of crabs :O My hubby cooked crabs for me!!! So touched, what a coincidence?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Hmm, I should have called him to check first. We always buy the same thing at the same time resulting duplicates. 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Remember when I first saw him he was 7 weeks old by the name of Kato, sounded like a pair of "scissors" to me. Blackish tiny little furball, looked more like a rat. Frankly speaking, it wasn't love at the first sight but it was fate that we bought him as his birthday falls on the same date as hubby, the Perfect 10 (10 Oct)! We spent quite awhile choosing a name for him and finally settled for "CODY", it was derived from binary CODE (1010).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;At two and a half months old, the home-breeder sent this little fellow to our house. We were very excited to welcome our new member. I applied for 2 weeks leave from work to settle him in, my boss was laughing at me. To prepare Yukie, I told him about his little brother but I guess he didn't understand what I said. When breeder let him out from the cage, we saw an angel! Gosh, he was such a cute little piglet with a so-called unique pig rim surrounding his muzzle. Must be a greedy piglet...hahaha... This little fellow barged into our house with no fear, checking out all places and was playing with Yukie's toys. I guess Yukie was very surprised to spot something new in the house, he didn't know how to react to this. But after awhile, Yukie started to learn that little fellow is going to stay for good and he began to worry that we no longer will love him as much. No matter how we assured Yukie he still could get over it. Being jealous, Yukie started teaching Cody "his" house rules. That was when little Cody started to fear Yukie and became more timid, therefore Cody formed the lowest ranking in the household.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Cody is a happy boy. He got excited very easily, be it time to eat/ walk/ meeting new friends, he will jump up and down whinning non-stop. He is very smart and time-conscious, &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1864/1600/lion.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1864/200/lion.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;he will remind us whenever it's time for his meals. And I love it especially when he comes to inform me that Daddy is preparing his food in the kitchen. He will do it in a way that he dashes happily to me, kisses me and quickly run back to the kitchen few times in a roll. He loves to kiss me (licking) but if anyone including me trying to kiss him back, he will turn his head away. Such an attitude baby! Loves to kiss but not being kissed. He loves to dig and hide himself under a towel/rug, maybe he is feeling more secured in the dark? But no matter where he hides, Yukie is able to hunt for him down. Picture on the right shows his lion style after ransacked our blanket.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1864/1600/codynmum.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1864/200/codynmum.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Cody remains pretty small size unlike other male siblings whom are much bigger. Small is good, always a puppy in everyone's eyes and always entitled the compliment of being CUTE. He is such a lovable boy. A joy to have him. 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And as usual my "F" is out of pitch at a high percentage of 8/10. Real bad player! Believe my teacher couldn't take it anymore when he stood in front of me and requested a continuation of "F" pitching. I did not get any better so he further request me to play a mis-pitch "F" once, followed by a correct "F". Upon hearing that, I questioned him "Hey, I didn't mis-pitch on purpose alright?! How could I be possibly mis-pitch if I can play the right pitch?". Teacher simply asked me to try. Well, since he asked for it so there I went trying. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;To my surprise, I actually achieved what he asked for. A mis-pitch "F" and followed by a correct "F". After a repeatation of this practice, teacher asked me whether I could spot any difference between both. I nodded my head. I got it. I knew my own problem. 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Whenever I am sick, I always miss the porridge my mum used to cook. With that, I could finished a big bowl and sometimes still asking for second helping.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Now that I am a big girl and staying away, I couldn't just ring my mum and ask her to cook me porridge. I decided to give it a try, actually is a simple recipe whereby I just have to dump all these ingredients into the pot and cook:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Ingredients:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;1) grain &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;2) potatoes into large cubes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;3) carrot into dices&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;4) marinated lean meat/ minced meat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;5) salt, pepper, sesame oil to taste&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Have to cook for quite awhile so that the potatoes and carrots will be soften but it was worth the wait. The taste is the same as what my mum did :) My nursing porridge! 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Finally I fell aslept after an hour or so but was woke up by my cough. I hate this virus for the uncontrollable situation whereby I couldn't stop coughing away. It even woke up my hubby few times to check and made sure that I was alright. To make it worst, I had a nightmare after watching vampire show last night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Monday morning, as usual I have to wake up at dawn to get ready to work. I took my cough syrup before I left home hoping that I will feel better for the day. My worst nightmare would be travelling to work with my cough virus. My throat was feeling ok for awhile during the MRT journey but before I could rejoice, the embarrassing virus started to come alive and kicking. I was coughing away, couldn't stop. I turned my face away from the passenger sitting besides me but I could sensed her uneasiness. 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I am feeling it now, after my new furnitures arrived. It totally changed the entire living room setting, its even more cozy now and having a tinge of vintage look. Yes that is what we wanted, modern-vintage theme. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;The past few days I have been gluing myself to the new sofa when I reached home, simply too comfortable and I refused to leave it alone. Help, I am struck! The best part about this sofa is the size. This is much bigger than the old one whereby me and hubby could sit or lie down comfortably without the squeezing feel. Shiok ah! And this leather sofa is more cooling than the synthetic sofa. Very happy with it. Hope we won't change it within the next five years *cross fingers*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Besides the sofa, we got a floor-standing lamp too. Is a simple one as budget constraint but nevertheless this a nice piece too. This particular one is chosen because of the activation (on/off) pull string, giving me a very vintage feel or rather like the olden days flushing wc feel....ROFL! You know, those wc whereby you have to squat to do business and stand up to pull the string to flush :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Overall, I am indulging in my very own luxuary. In a state of Happiness!!! 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1864/400/fluteplayer.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pretendious Version&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Nice to look at but horrifying if hear she plays.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Imagine she even assembled the flute wrongly while taking this photo *shake head*.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Whenever I see this photo, I am amazed by my courage to bring along the flute for the photo-shoot. &lt;em&gt;hiao-ness 2 d ultimate&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;table&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smartvegas.com/" target="_top"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="casinos" src="http://cherry.vasslegas.com/images/codyukie/odw/";" ALIGN="middle" HSPACE="4" VSPACE="2"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smartvegas.com/" style="font-size:11px"&gt;online gambling&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18939858-113211063698834085?l=codyukie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://codyukie.blogspot.com/feeds/113211063698834085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18939858&amp;postID=113211063698834085&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18939858/posts/default/113211063698834085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18939858/posts/default/113211063698834085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://codyukie.blogspot.com/2005/11/flute-player-part-ii.html' title='The flute player part II'/><author><name>codyukie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02258773102878599609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1864/200/codynmum.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18939858.post-113204524832558415</id><published>2005-11-15T00:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-15T01:00:48.340-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The flute player</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1864/1600/flute2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1864/320/flute2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I don't know why I picked up this hobby? Maybe is the elegant look that attracted me or rather the heavenly sound of it. Imagine me playing the silver flute producing heavenly tune....woo, what a beautiful sight...kakaka... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So one day I causually asked my best friend whether she would be keen to learn and without hesitation, she agreed because she likes flute too. Without further delay, I made a few calls to check on the schools that conduct flute lessons and bought our flute for hundreds. We started last year September if I remember correctly and initially I thought we would be able to play some christmas tunes by last Decemeber. But no.....we were struck at the fundamental stage, we simply could get it right. The positioning, pitching, breathing, fingering, tempo arrgghh... all got problems. Everytime we were asked to play and we will be very stressed. This is really AIYO!!! Definately not an easy instrument to master. Luckily our teacher is very patience and that encourages us to continue despite our laziness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Now? 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A pity that the coffee table that we wanted was out of stock or my furniture will be more complete by then. They will be delivering the stuffs over tomorrow. Yes, tomorrow is the day!!! Finally arriving but I also burnt a big hole on my pocket, spent over two grands in view of AWS coming soon. Maybe for the coming few months I should stay at home admiring my new collection in order not to spend money going out. But for my character, very hard ah! Kekeke...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Tomorrow...tomorrow...tomorrow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;table&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smartvegas.com/" target="_top"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="casinos" src="http://cherry.vasslegas.com/images/codyukie/odw/";" ALIGN="middle" HSPACE="4" VSPACE="2"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smartvegas.com/" style="font-size:11px"&gt;online gambling&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18939858-113196205313600107?l=codyukie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://codyukie.blogspot.com/feeds/113196205313600107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18939858&amp;postID=113196205313600107&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18939858/posts/default/113196205313600107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18939858/posts/default/113196205313600107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://codyukie.blogspot.com/2005/11/one-more-day.html' title='One more day'/><author><name>codyukie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02258773102878599609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1864/200/codynmum.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18939858.post-113194846089971722</id><published>2005-11-13T21:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-13T22:07:40.906-08:00</updated><title type='text'>When is your turn?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This question is surrounding me for quite sometimes. But seriously I don't have the answer so is impossible for me to answer you. Whenever there is a gathering, friends or relatives will start to question "When is your turn to have baby?", "You are not young anymore", "You see XXX have 2 kids already", etc etc etc... Aiyo, all these are driving me nuts. How would I possibly know when will I have a baby? I do water, provide sunlight but if it doesn't bear fruit there is nothing I could do. Well, I don't dislike those who ask the question, they are being nice and concern about me but the repeatation of the question sometimes can be pretty disturbing. It seems to be pushing me and accusing me of not being able to bear fruit. My goodness!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;When we were studying, "When is your turn to have a boyfriend?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;When we have boyfriends, "When is your turn to get married?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;When we were married, "When is your turn to have a baby?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I wonder what is next? Retirement?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Seriously I don't need all these questionings to rush through my life. 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Have been seeing beautiful chandelier while browsing through home magazines. So elegant, classic, grand... I want! Where to get one that is cheap and beautiful??? I want! But my budget is tight :( Not complaining though, this is just another item I am going to put in my wish list. And hope that soon my wish will come true :) Christmas is just round the corner, can Santas grant me this wish? PLEASEEEE!!! I will be good, anyway I am always good ...hahaha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;If I am rich, very rich where everything is within my means... Guess I will no longer have  A WISH. So sometimes, is afterall not a bad thing to long for something that is out of reach for the moment. This is how I see it ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;table&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smartvegas.com/" target="_top"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="casinos" src="http://cherry.vasslegas.com/images/codyukie/odw/";" ALIGN="middle" HSPACE="4" VSPACE="2"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smartvegas.com/" style="font-size:11px"&gt;online gambling&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18939858-113194658390714567?l=codyukie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://codyukie.blogspot.com/feeds/113194658390714567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18939858&amp;postID=113194658390714567&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18939858/posts/default/113194658390714567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18939858/posts/default/113194658390714567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://codyukie.blogspot.com/2005/11/i-want.html' title='I want!'/><author><name>codyukie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02258773102878599609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1864/200/codynmum.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18939858.post-113193893323665099</id><published>2005-11-13T19:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-13T21:40:44.840-08:00</updated><title type='text'>String along ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1864/320/sc2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;String curtains are getting popular lately whereby they are showcased in quite a number of interior shops. I always thought they were pretty cheap and could be purchased at places like Arab Street or Chinatown for couple of dollars but that wasn't the case. I discovered that it actually cost more than one hundred bucks for that :P However I still bought it, I wonder was that an impulse purchase? Anyway my next headache was how to put it up? Normally a rod is needed to suspend the curtain from the ceiling if I want this as a divider in between my door and living room. But I wanted something more unique than just a rod. A smart idea striked me to use florescent lamp as the rod and able to shine on the curtains to make it more lively. Hubby and I went around geylang to look for the suitable lamp and we managed to get one at quite a good price. The next challenging item lies on hubby as he is one and only handyman in the household...hahaha... But guess this is a piece of cake to him, he finished the task in no time and did it nicely.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;What am I suppose to do without him?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;For the next few days I simply next very close to the string curtains to watch it dances whenever there's occassion breeze from the main door, such a graceful sight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;. 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