Karma bites!

The big guy has been telling me over and over again that what you don't want others to do unto you, you must not do unto others. Whenever I get mischievous and have wicked  plans to hatch, he will keeps on reminding me that "What goes around comes around".

Today, I get the taste of my own karma.

The little guy and I was sort of fighting over the yummy keropok ikan that I just fried a while ago. We both tried to get our hands on it first, and amidst the struggle, I tumbled over some cushions and fell on my knees. I went "Ouch!!! Sakitnyaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!" while giving him a killer stare. He then nonchalantly replied "Alah, tak sakit lah. Nada nada! (Ngada-ngada!). Just like what I always said to him when he mengadu to me sakit here and there.

Oh My God!!!!!!! I do believe you now, big guy. What goes around, REALLY COMES AROUND!!!

Nafsu jahat!

Amidst the tight budget this year, we just have to scrape off the curtain I wanted new curtain from our raya list.

So since there's no new curtain, haruslah beli something new to get into raya mood isn't it? Baju raya? Kasut raya? Tudung raya? All done before the fasting month.! So  what to buy?

Because I got an order to shop for my mom, the big guy was tricked into buying new raya bedsheet for us too! Despite the fact that we already have 9 bedsheets in store. Muahahaha! 

Nafsu sangat jahat kan!

Who can lend me some money?

You know how there will be months where you get to spend almost all of your salary on luxury stuff without having to worry about payments and such. And then there will be some months when all things seemed to requires tons and tons of money to pay for. Gula, kopi, sabun basuh baju, all of them conspired to end their lives on the same month! Then there are the road tax, insurance, house installments, car broke down, bil henfon melambung naik and all those I-don't-even-want-to-think-of payments. Kesian laki I tau macam ni!

But then again...

Amidst all that, the woman still has the guts to think "Alaaaaaaa! Kalau macam tu tak boleh lah beli the gladiator heels that I've been eyeing for, abang?". Ha! See! Kan muncung adinda dah panjang sedepa tu!

Kisah tailors sempena raya

You know how most tailors refused to take any more order when it's nearing Ramadhan? For the past couple of years, I always had problem with tailor-made outfits for Eid. So this time, I prepared the clothes earlier than previous years. That's like almost 2 months before Ramadhan. But it turned that I was still late and it was so tough finding tailors to sew 2 of my cloths.

One of my favorite tailor agreed to take only 1 cloth, so in the end I went to the tailor where I send  all my cloths when no other tailors would take them. Well, reason being, though the clothes she sew is absolutely stunning, this tailor charge quite high according to our standard. Hence, it's the big guy's least fave tailors of them all! Haha.

I've had bad experience with these 2 tailors last year, when they didn't managed to complete my baju on time. And I had to spend the raya eve chasing after these tailors. So this time I hatched a brilliant plan by telling them I need it by the end of July because I need to send them for beading works!

The 1st tailor did not tell me exactly when my clothes would be ready but she said she would call. I wasn't too worried with that one because I don't plan to send it for beading though I told her otherwise. And as per promised, she ringed me just couple of days back to tell that my baju is all ready. Hip hip Horay!

But now. I wish I could say the same about the 2nd tailor. But this capik lady (she's well-known as Tailor Capik) did not completed my baju on time, as per her promise. We had to go to her shop a couple of times just to get to see her. And had to call her millions of times before I got to know that she still hadn't started on my baju. The big guy almost chopped that lady head's off when we went to her shop the other day. Luckily I was around to hold him back. Hehehe.

Then yesterday as I was talking to ehem...my future SIL, I got to know that she sent her cloth to the very same tailor. It was supposed to be ready on the same day as mine but it didn't. AND she promised that our clothes would be ready by today, MONDAY! Sigh! Are all tailors like this? Especially during the festive season. They will wait until we come to collect our baju and only then tell us that no, our clothes are not yet really so could you come again some other time? Bollocks!

Now the big guy has blacklisted the capik tailor from my list of tailors. I guess now I have to start finding other tailors that I'm comfortable with, just in case tailor No.1 refuse to take my order in the future.

Menyusahkan lah tailor-tailor nih!

Bila anak dah pandai memilih

Usually after bath, Irfan would let me have the pleasure to choose which baju to wear. This boy just couldn't care less about his grooming, just like his father.The woman of the house has to work her *ss off to prepare everything for them, but I've got no complaint anyway. :-)

Yesterday after morning shower, I put on his diapers and went to prepare his milk. This boy fidgeted because he wanted to pakai baju, pakai baju, pakai baju and couldn't even wait for a second, so I told him to go choose his own baju from the wardrobe.

After the milk was ready, I went to the room and was shocked because I couldn't see this guy anywhere. I shout out his name several times, but there wasn't any reply coming from him. As I was about to get out of the room, I noticed something rustling IN the cupboard, and oh my! There he was, trying to reach for his clothes! Haha! Bikin panik ja mamat ni!

Dah macam walk-in wardrobe pulak kan. Anyway, I told him, "Dey tambi! Your baju rumah is at the other side of the wardrobe lah", but this boy refused to budge, adamant to put on his baju jalan instead! Sudahhhhh, don't tell me your father has to buy more baju jalan after thissss! Robek la pocket!

But guys, shhhhh! Dun tell his father what I'm about to tell you ok. Truth be told, his momma is secretly wishing for him to continue with this habit so she could go shopping for clothes more often! Hahaha! Evil, evil thought!

Bad customer service from Najjah.Com

"Don't think on how to sell, but how to keep on selling".

In order to achieve that, I believe that we need to practice a good customer service so people would come back to you for the stuff you offer. Can you agree with me on that?

Anyway, I've came across najjah.com while bloghopping and came to love the tudung they sell, despite having read here that their customer service is BAD. So I ordered one tudung and waited for it to arrive, but it didn't. After checking with them, it seems that the pos laju person tried to deliver the parcel but no one was home, so the delievery couldn't be done. I called the post office people, and they told me to come pick it up at the main post office, which is like at the other end of Penang, from where we live.

But I was still ok with it, until........ I got the reply from the one handling my order on behalf of Najjah.Com. She was not only NOT COURTEOUS, but she was totally rude, putting the blame on me on the fact that I didn't include my contact number in my order, so the postmen couldn't call me.

"...Unable to deliver the item due to addressee not available at time of delivery. maybe u xde kat rumah kot time diorg anta parcel...u pun x bg contact no cane posmen nak call...xkan posmen x tinggalkan surat suruh pick up kat post office ekk...blh x u call no ni customer service posline 1-300-300-300 spy u blh trace parcel u sekarang ni berada di mana...."

Well, that's her exact reply to me. I don't mind so much having to pick up my stuff at the post office, but the least she could do is to be courteous in replying the email. At least say that you're 'sorry for any inconvenience caused' instead of twisting the whole thing and putting blame on others. Though you might not think that it was your fault, but still! Have you people ever heard of GOOD AFTER SALE SERVICE?!? That's exactly the quality that differentiate one product from another. Anyone can sell tudung, but NOT EVERYONE can make their customers happy while doing it.

I'm doing an online business too, and I've had tough customers just as well. But I learned from mistakes and tried my very best to keep them happy, just so they would be returning to order the products that  I have to offer.

But I guess Najjah.Com didn't. Because we've had complaints about them here and who knows how many others that I haven't come across, and here they were doing it again to another customer. You people better brush up your customer service skills, or else, you will be losing more and more customers soon.

Well, all I know is that you have just lost one!

Between 'Kwik Cut' and 'Mamak Cut'

Between Kwik Cut and Mamak Cut, I definitely prefer the former!

Kwik Cut is a 'barber' for kids, located in Tesco's building and they have really fun environment and lots of toys to distract the kids while their hair is being snipped and snipped sampai gonjeng! However, the last time we went there, Irfan only had his hair trim, and that cost his dad a freaking 12 ketoi, much to his dismay. To make it worse, no one seemed to notice that he had a haircut at all (much to his momma's approval though, as she hates short hair on him!)

So when his birthday was nearing the corner, his daddy thought that he ought to have a neater head as his hair were growing all against each other on that small head of his. After much deliberation, the daddy decided on the Mamak near PIL's place this time around, and his momma couldn't say much except for 'Sayang Menurut Perintah'.

 I simply dig this hairstyle so much, but it was too thick for him to handle already 

And so the mamak began his mission in making the boy's head gonjeng. I was actually screaming in my head "Nooooo mamakkkk! Not too shorrrrrrrrt dem yewwww!" But somehow the scream didn't escape my brain, at least not until AFTER his head was gonjeng enough that he could pass as a PLKN student. Cesss! However, I'm glad Irfan didn't make it easy on him, he struggled and screamed his lung out while the anne  was doing his job. That's my boy! Muackss XOXO Gossip Girl!

See, he was extremely sad to let all that hair go, they had been with him ever since he was born! Sob sob sob. My poor baby, fret not. Hair will grow back, and for your next haircut I will make sure you won't be as gonjeng as you are now.

After all was done and we got into the car, his dad couldn't rub that silly grin off his face, and he kept  remarking that his son was the most handsomest son in the whole wide world, because of the haircut. Oh seriously? You think you could trick your wife into believing that? Because after more than 9 years being together, she could read you like a book already. And oh yeahhhhh, you can be deymmm sure that she knew the reason for your happiness. It was definitely because you only had to fork out RM4 for the haircut, instead of a freaking RM12! Betoi tak?

But listen abah, Irfan has something to say to you : "No more MAMAK CUT next time abah, bring me to Kwik Cut or elseeeeeeeeeeeeeee..................!"

Samseng tak anak I? Hehehe...

Patutkah dia balik ke Malaysia tanpa hadiah buat isterinya?

Does any of you realize that I've been missing for some time last week? Of course you didn't now, did you? I actually made schedule entries as it didn't feel right for a blogger tegar like me to leave my blog without updates for the whole week. Hah, overrrr kan?!

Anyway, life was pretty mundane and bored while the hubs was away. And to make it worse, I was hoping that he'd come back with some tudung Indon for me but guess what? He came back home WITHOUT a souvenir for moi! Well, fridge magnet DOES NOT count as a souvenir when it's from our own husband, right people?

Luckily before I started sulking he brought me for a shopping spree. Well, as long as I got to be his personal shopper, that's good enough to satisfy my lust to shop distract me from the fact that he came back home empty-handed!

 Now, will anyone volunteer to bring me to Jakarta/Bandung so I can shop till I drop?

Of the huge hairy monster under my seat!

Last night we went to Giant to get our weekly groceries and found out that Drypers at Giant is selling plus minus RM10 higher than Sunshine. Since earlier on this week I decided to be on a strike tak jadi, we didn't buy all the groceries and fresh meat stock, thus turning this week into an eating out week for us.

After we were done with the groceries, hubby suggested to eat at this out-of-place pondok stall near Pisa, as we have eaten there once before and both agreed that the makcik served mouth-watering food, AND most importantly the sambal belacan was S.U.P.E.R.B.!.!.! At first glance, you might think that the food looks too bland and ordinary. The ayam goreng kunyit we ordered were simply that, ayam goreng kunyit, with no vegetable mixture or anything that could add to the attractiveness of the food presentation. But upon taking the first bite, you can already tell that it'll be a meal worth eating, from the way it was cooked to perfection with just a little bit on the garing side, which tasted luscious in our mouth.

My ordinary looking dinner which tasted extra ordinary!

Anyway, last night I felt like eating at a livelier place, so after much deliberation we made a stop at the stall opposite Giant, just because it's nearby. We've had lunch there on a few rare occasions, the food there suits our taste bud. However, I wouldn't recommend you to have dinner at that place. The fried rice and soup was tasteless, sambal belacan was too spicy with no taste of belacan at all. It was RM11 NOT well spent!

Oh my goodness, what am I blabbering about anyway?

The main purpose of writing this entry is to share an incident that happened while we were NOT enjoying our dinner. I was busy chattering away with hubby, and was in the midst of telling him a suspense story when suddenly something warm and hairy landed on my foot. I was stunned for a fracture of a second before letting out an ear-splitting scream, which turned every single head in the restaurant into MY direction. Irfan who was drinking his ayaq suam while a the same time doing acrobatic stunt on the chair, looked stumped and ready to jump off onto the table at any moment, just in case that hairy monster make a move towards him! A few seconds after the screech, my face turned blood red, due to embarrassment!

You know why?

Because it was only one of those hungry C.A.T meow meow that landed itself on my foot, and there I was screaming my head off as if I was about to get hit by bas kilang!. To make it worse, the meow walked away after that, with it's head held high, which made me darn sure it was showing off to it's cat-girlfriend how terrifying a cat he was!

Huwaaaa! I seriously thought I had overcome this phobia of cats loitering under my seats at restaurants, but clearly I have not. This can't be it! I don't want my kids to grow up being afraid of cats just the way I do.

Any useful tips to get rid of this fear, anyone?

Kadang-kadang Mogok Itu Perlu

Any of you who read my FB status yesterday would know that I was on a strike (mogok) yesterday, and I planned to be for the whole week.Because I needed to prove a point to my 'dear' hubby, what I needed to prove will remain a secret between me and him.

And so I refused to do housework, ate only Maggi and just lied down looking at Irfan playing with his toys for almost the whole day. Around 8pm we heard the grill being open, and I quickly turned off the TV, lied down on the couch and made Irfan did the same thing. However, once hubby entered the house with a salam given, the son couldn't contain the excitement anymore and went running into his father's arms. Such a traitor, mama takmau kawan!!!

Meanwhile, I was still pretending to be asleep as I didn't want to face the man of the house, I was still sulking remember? After a few seconds, I felt something scratching my face, very the geli you know! And I had to open my eyes to check out what it was, and this was the sight that greeted me!

So again, I was reminded that my husband can be a romantic, when he wants to. Ok, tak jadi mogok seminggu! I will start cooking and cleaning up again today, in fact, I've already started last night. Heeeeeee!

See, it's so easy for a man to win their wives' hearts! Just get them a bunch of cheapo flowers and a bar of their fave chocolate, and there you go! They'll be at your service again. :-)

Thanks Mohamed Amin! I love you.

And congratulations for being promoted! And for that, I love you even more, haha! XOXO

Berhati-hati dengan pemandu bas yang expired!

I've always heard accidents involving buses and motorcycles, but yesterday was the first one that happened to someone I know.

My brother and cousin was the ones involved in the accident. They were stopping at a junction before taking a turn, and there was a bus coming from the opposite direction at the same time. Somehow, the old folk bus driver didn't see them at the junction and kept on driving as usual. Things happened so quickly, one moment they were just sitting on the bike looking to the left and right before taking a turn, and the next moment the motorbike got stuck in between the bus, being dragged slowly, which for sure has caused a loud noise I presume, and for some reason the driver was still oblivious to all that. He thought it was happening elsewhere, in his dream perhaps!

Alhamdulillah, Allah lindungi, both my bro and cousin managed to jump off the bike as the bike was being dragged, and so they're safe! But the bike did not survive the impact, as it was already halfway under the bus when the old man realized that the accident was actually happening to HIM!!!

Police came to the scene and they found out that the old man himself has expired! either the bus or the old man license has expired. How can the bus company let these people drive the buses with an expired license?!? The company should get pinalized for this, and I'm not talking about RM1,000 fine or something of similar value, as that would be like a drop in the bucket for them. They should be fine with maximum fine, and maximum jail sentence, that will give good enough warning to cripple their organization if something like this ever happen again. I hope the authority will PLEASE PLEASE take appropriate actions to prevent this kind of road accidents!

Adik aku baru ja happy-happy dapat 9A's woi!

Bidan Terjun Chef

Haish! I hate preparing events at the house because I get tense so easily when things go wrong. Even if it's just something little, but worst is if it's in regards to food!  The previous birthday party we had for Irfan was smooth-sailing and no one had to lift a finger to  do work, except to eat, but of course it was for a price. So I didn't get to invite a lot of people to the party, due to budget constraints.

For events at the house, I would prefer to cater rather than counting on other people to help prepare the food, because I feel bad on putting burden on other people's shoulder just because I want to have a party. And what I'm usually afraid most is to have a last minute cancellation! I don't blame other people but me for this, because I came up with the plan very last-minute and so didn't have the time to scout around for good caterers within my budget.

So lesson learned for the next event is to : start early and get the BEST OPTIONS!

So now, I'm gonna be the bidan terjun chef, besides my aunts and ibu. I'm not a good chef, and I'm not used to cooking for a battalion, so let's just pray hard that my cooking will turn out edible!

Mission Impossible : Misi Pencarian Jaket Rockstar

Ever since hubby told me of the plan of the upcoming holiday in Cameron with his friends, I've been wanting to find a 'rock star jacket' for Irfan. I've purchased a rock star outfit  for my pet Meme (Pet Society) and I really love how he looks in them, so I bet Irfan will look cool in the same kind of outfit too!

Image googled

 

But then I told myself again, come on get real! These leather outfits must cost a heap, so I'm willing to lower down my standard and go for a jeans jacket instead. Walaupun tidak kelihatan rockstar, janji rock! Haha..

As expected, when I really want something that bad it would be very hard for me to find it. As hubby we are not willing to spend so much on just a jacket that he would only wear once or twice, we target those outlets around Penang to get a good quality jacket at a low price. We didn't find what we were looking for at Brands Outlet QB, but we came thiiiiiiiiiis close to purchase him the coolest pair of Levi's I've ever set my eyes on! Darn, but they didn't have it in his size!

So the mission failed this time. The only fruitful thing resulted from the mission is I got to eat the food that I've been craving for so long, PANCAKE!  I've vowed to myself before that we would never eat out again until Irfan can behave himself in public, but there we were choking down our food amidst the son's shrieks and his attempts to turn the place upside down. Luckily the waiters did not charge us for the torn pages of those magazines and destruction that shooed other customers away. 

 My half-eaten Full Monty! Look at that fat hand quickly grabbing my glass of ice lemon tea while I was busy clicking away. Suka sangat nak minum "ayaq ais!". Tea pulak tu.. Tsk tsk tsk!

Nasib jugak budak kenit ni pandai, he knows how to pujuk his father after pissing him off earlier. Kalau tak, we just gonna hafta to wait for another decade until your father would agree to eat out again, son!

* Mission impossible will continue this weekend. I hope.

Where Has My Baby Gone (To)?

I just got back my phone last night, and the first thing I did upon waking up this morning was to listen to the songs on my playlist.

One of the song, Ruang Rindu by Letto, transported me back to almost 2 years back when Irfan was just a helpless tiny little guy who needed his mother to do everything for him. Oh, I miss my little Mr. Dependent, CAN I HAVE MY BABY BACK?!?

My 1 month old baby

 My two babies bonding with each other

Enjoying the outdoor at the neighborhood park : Mama look at those huge fishes!!!!

Very upset and cranky after a loooong day of visiting - 1st day raya 2008

This one is funny! He hated the prickly grass but we forced him to sit on them, so cute!

Happily trying out is new ride

Balik Kampung time! on raya eve 2008

After a relaxing bath

First solid experience - homemade carrot porridge

MY LITTLE HONEY BUNCH, SUGAR PLUM, PUMPY YUMPY YUMPKIN!!

Birthmark on babies because mother has sinned?

 Pic googled

Have you ever seen people with a noticeable greenish black birthmark on any part of their body? I've seen few people with it. Irfan has got a 'birthmark' or at least that's what we think it is, on the back of his right earlobe. It's like a hole, or a dimple. And it looks like he has had his ears pierced since he was born.

Anyway, just recently, a friend gave birth to a cute baby boy, and the boy got the green birthmark on his leg. Shockingly, I heard somebody remarked that the baby has the birthmark because his mother has sinned a lot before this. I was dumbfounded, but since I don't have knowledge regarding this I just kept my mouth shut.

My heart goes for the mother, to be humiliated like that after she just went through a life shattering moment to bring the little angel into this world. If it's a fitnah, then Allah is All Fair and He has punishment  for those spreading the fitnah. Hope I won't be among those doing fitnah, ameen!

Anybody has any knowledge on this birthmark issue, do share.

Drama King in the making

Last night, hubby had to take a conference call at home so he told me not to disturb him while he locked himself up in the room. After some time, he came out and then went back into the room a few times, walking here and there, oblivious to his son who was vying for his attention. I was busy with my diaper cakes so I paid little attention to the son as well.

Until at one point, I suddenly noticed him leaning on the wall at the corner of the house, having a sad look on his face. Just seconds after that, I saw him shaking his head while talking to himself "Abah takmau kawan dahh!". Hahaha! That sure cracked me up, I mean, it would crack you up too, wouldn't it?! 2 months prior to his 2nd birthday, and my son can already put two and two together to form his own wide off the mark conclusion!

Kids nowadays do amaze their parents, don't they?

Mr. Austin, ever since last night, I fancy you no more!

Ever since we moved the old TV into our hotel room bedroom, Irfan has been getting extra hyper at night. He would jump and jump on the bed until his father wail the siren that sounds very much like our cheap security alarm, and only then he would go find comfort on his mattress while making muka sekupang.

Last night I wanted to put him to bed earlier, before his father gets in. After almost half an hour of coaxing, I managed to make him lie down beside me, and we watched TV quietly for a while. After the show ended, the WWF show came on air. This little menace apa lagi,started jumping up and down on the bed again, and before I knew it, he gave me a smack down, Stone Cold style all the way! Hadoiiiii! It was very, extremely, indescribably painful! Luckily I've got flesh on my body to take the blow, if I'm all skeleton, tak kah patah rusuk aku dibuatnya?!

So for now, I guess TV would be banned in the bedroom, at least until this boy doze of to the lala-land. Haih!

Private blog

What is blogging to you?

Blogging for me is like writing in my own little diary. I write about what I feel like writing in here, just like I did with my diary back when I was in school and college. Sometimes you write to express happiness, and sometimes you write to vent out anger.

The bad thing about blogging publicly is, you can't control who reads them. Worst, some people might misinterpret what you write. Thus, that got me thinking whether or not to keep my blog private and invite only those readers who frequently read them.

I will make that decision soon.

Dunia yang Penuh Pancaroba

Sometimes people make fun of you, and you accept it just fine, because you have got some sense of humor in you. But when it comes to your turn of making fun of them jokes, how sure are you that they will be able to accept the same kind of joke that they made earlier about you? Not everyone has the same level of joke-tolerance like you do. Do they?


Dunia, dunia...

The oldest trick in the book

If you've been reading this blog for quite sometime, I'm sure you would have noticed that all these while, we've tried all the tricks we found in the books to get him into the water. I can't believe we didn't think of this. It's like the oldest trick in the book, and it escaped our mind!

Irfan, kalau bagitau awal-awal kan senang!

Ceh! Dengan girls boleh la show off!