Thank You Anya!

Dickens once wrote,

"Reflect on your present blessings..."

my heart and mind was instantly filled with

thoughts of you.

Thank you Anya for the weekend!

Roll Roll Rolling!

You started to roll on Valentine's eve when Mummy and Bapak were watching televison. We were so amazed with your new skill. You lean over from your back to your tummy, and then you stucked at that position and screamed your heart out to get back to your usual position.
Now you roll a lot and you are happy with your new skill.

Hey world, see I can roll! (5 months and 3 weeks old)

I am reading Mummy's blog

Mirror, Mirror On The Wall

Mirror, mirror on the wall,
Who is the cutest of them all?

Princess Iris...(5 months and 3 weeks old)

... or King Bapak?(Old man)

The mirror said:
Queen Mummy is the cutest of them all!

And Iris said:
Mirror, mirror on the wall,
I'm sick of your deceit,
Mirror, mirror on the wall,
I think you've tried to cheat.

(Mummy punya blog Mummy punya suka-lah!)

Iris's Kitchen

Go away Rachel Ray,

Be off Jamie Oliver,

Step aside Gordon Ramsay,

Retreat Chef Wan!

Introducing you world's youngest chef, Chef Iris!

Hello world!I am Chef Iris!

P/S: Thank you Tok Kedah for the beautiful outfit from Jakarta woohoo!

Thank You Iris

Thank you for your nice baby smell,

thank you for cute little fingers,

thank you for your unbearable highest pitch of sream,

thank you for nice smell of dirty diapers (wacko I am, I love the smell of your dirty diapers),

thank you for YOU!

Thank you Iris.

Teroris Bahasa

I got lunch invitation from my colleague, a Myanmarese. She is such a nice lady and she only invited me (meaning that I am nicer than any other ladies in my faculty). She cooked her popular dish and it is quite similar to laksa Penang. But that’s not the main issue, what bother me the most was the language I spoke.

Dr. M: Hey Shida, I would like to invite you to my house for a lunch.

Me: Really aa? How nice of you Dr. M. Only me aa?

Dr. M: Yes, only you because you the loveliest lady in the faculty (Obviously I add up the line)

Me: Oh, thank you Dr. M. So what are we waiting for? Let’s go to your house.

And we walked to her apartment.

Me: You still staying here aa? I thought you already moving out? So how? Nice aa here?

Dr. M: Yes, I am still staying here. I rented a house at Taman Tas for a month but I didn’t feel secure. So I stay here back.

Me: Oh really? Yes-lah, for sure you don’t feel secure because you stay alone. I think better you stay here, more safe. So what are you going to cook?

Dr. M: A simple one. This is a popular dish at my country and I think it is similar to your laksa Penang.

Me: Really aa? I love any kind of laksa. I sure love this one also. So you want me to help?

Dr. M: No thank you Shida, you just stay at outside and watch tv.

Me: Okay.

While flipping her old photo albums,

Me: Dr. M, these are you brothers and sisters eh? Look nice aa your house. So big. You must be rich.

Dr. M: Yes, they are my brothers and sisters. No Shida (laughed), I am not so rich.

Me: Sure aa not rich? This is big house what.

Dr.M: No. Haha. Here Shida. The noodles. If you like, you can add up some flavors like peppers salt.

Me: Sure, sure. I love them hot. Where aa? The pepper?

Dr. M: Oh, wait. I’ll take it for you.

She put the pepper for me.

Me: Thanks Dr.M. Nice aa. So nice. This weekend maybe you come to my house. Eat at my house. My husband can cook nasi beriyani. You know nasi beriyani? It is like rice mixed with herbs. Lots of herbs. He can cook that. Come over to my house-lah. Then you can see my baby girl. She’s big already.

Dr. M: Really your husband can cook? You are so lucky Shida. I don’t think I can come to your house this weekend since I am going to Singapore with my friends. Maybe next time.

Me: Oh okay. Whenever you free-lah. I’m okay. So nice-lah Dr. M this noodle. (I have repeated that ‘nice’ word for hundred times)

Dr.M: Okay Shida, we need to hurry coz I have class at 2.

Me: Okay Dr.M, thanks a lot. You are so nice. Thank you aa Dr. M.

Damn my education, I am so lack of vocabularies. You are such a true ‘Teroris Bahasa’.

Buat Jurung-Jurung Karinya (For The Very First Time)

Buat jurung-jurung karinya you did so well in the scariest moment-the injection moment. Yesterday you had your four month's injection and it went so well. Salute Iris salute! Of course you cried at your highest pitch when the nurse jabbed you but Bapak really knew how to manage you, our little miss. Thank God Bapak was there so that I can pass you to him (again, I'm passing you to someone else). Oh what a mother you are...

And you made me so proud because you gained 700 grams and that made you 5.3 kilos! Yay! And your height is 62cm. Double yay! But you haven't got a normal BMI due to the disproportion between your height and weight. Or maybe it is supermodel blood running in you? I have to eat lots of fat instead of milk after this so that you will piling up more weight and so you will get puff tummy too! And there will be three puffy tummies in our family! Oh I cannot imagine we are having our great times dancing the belly dance. Oyeyeh!

And buat jurung-jurung karinya, you didn't suffer with fever, not even a pre one. I have been thinking of putting a warm cloth at that injected hip, suggested by my friends but you didn't show any sign of fever. I reckoned it was due to paracetamol Bapak gave to you. But there were numerous wake-ups last night, maybe you had nightmares of Syringe and Neddle but still I can manage it with my two girls. Say hi to my girls!

You did so well and let Mummy give you a bigggggg hug!

Post-script: Bapak loves to say 'buat jurung-jurung karinya' with Chinese slang when I did the cooking.

What Gender Is Your Brain?

I browsed through Sheri's blog and I found this fun quiz-What Gender Is Your Brain?

The result shows this:
Your Brain is 33% Female, 67% Male

And also this:
You have a total boy brain
Logical and detailed, you tend to look at the facts
And while your emotions do sway you sometimes...
You never like to get feelings too involved

And that explains these:
1. I rarely put my make-up on.I am still using last three years's liptick.Er, some said cosmetics do have expiry date. Do they?
2. I have zero knowledge in cooking. (Excuse, excuse)
3. My breasts are functional, not sexual.
4. I rarely wash my face. I use Bapak's facial cleanser.
5. I drink milk straight from the bottle. (Ini namanya pemalas)

Ironically, Bapak's brain is 70% female and 30% male. I think that explained L.O.V.E.

Get Out Of My Way

Please get out of my way you:

1. Double chin!
2. Linea nigra.
3. Big, round, squishy puffball tummy! Urgh, I do still look like six months pregnant.
4. Hippo hips!
5. No, not you stretchmarks, you stay.

Because I just need my old kebayas back!!!!

Theme song for this entry-Dangerous by Roxette. (Doesn't seem to relate at all)

Antara Malaysia Dan Sweden

Abang, I would definitely crying my heart out when I do listen to this song while I am at Nordic country. I would definitely hug the bolster which is two size smaller than your huggable body. I would just stare at the wall and feeling so down thinking of you and our baby Iris. How I wish both of you would come and join me and together we shop at Original Ikea.

Abang, this is our love song when we are apart. (Minus that mimpi burok, of course).

Antara Anyir Dan Jakarta (Antara Malaysia dan Sweden of course)

Derusan ombak bersilih ke pantai

Disambut alunan nyiur melambai

Rembulan megah di atas mahligai

Tersenyum melihat kita berdua

Angin membawa lagu cinta

Sejuta bintang bermain mata

Seakan rela dua insan

Di dalam senarionya

Antara Anyir dan Jakarta

Kita jatuh cinta

Antara Anyir dan Jakarta

Kisah cinta tiga malam

Kan ku ingat selamanya

Antara Anyir dan Jakarta

Kita seakan mimpi yang buruk

Ku alami setiap hari

Cinta yang sudah tiada lagi

Tinggal memori membawa kembali

Labels: Crap.And L.O.V.E.