I attended a Malay wedding last week with Big. It was his colleague’s wedding and she also invited me. It now feels like we are an official couple… attending weddings together as a couple… buying furniture..
It’s not a typical Malay wedding as held in void decks of HDB flats. The bride’s family is quite wealthy and lives in a landed property. So they set up a marquee tent outside their house and had a buffet line. It had a very nice outdoorsy garden feel to it. I like. …

I am not into earrings; I made these for friends. They like what I do, and I like seeing the looks of delight on their faces.

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I felt lousy because she is quite a down to earth and nice girl.
I felt that life is a little unfair because she is a very hardworking employee and gets along well with other colleagues.
I felt sad for her because not being confirmed and being asked to leave must be a damn lousy feeling. I think so. I am quite blessed as I have never been fired or retrenched before..
I felt bad because I do skive …

I ended up indulging my accessories fetish too:

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I finished the last installment of Big’s birthday gift last Friday; a good session of aromatherapy massage.
I gathered from his face that he’s a really happy camper.
And so… ends the installment of activities for his birthday in 2007.
And it might seem like we are trying to up the ante to make each other happy.. because…Mother’s day gift to me: a short trip to Bangkok for some serious shopping!!!
At this point in life, I am really happy.
The kids …

OK this is the 2nd last installment of his birthday plans. Damn, it’s almost like the 12 days of Christmas!
Those of you who know me well, know that I really don’t like to cook. It’s like a “gotta prove myself” thing. I can do it, and can do it well, but I just don’t like it. For one, I hate the heat. Secondly I HATE the cleaning up afterwards. And me being the anal retentive OCD Ms Everything must be clean and perfect, I hate it when my walls, stove …