Friday, September 12, 2008

I have lost the will to write

I’ve lost the will to write. I think all my creative juices have been drained out. I’ve got so many stories to tell but I can’t translate them into words. It is so frustrating.

On being away for Raya

It’s the 12th day of Ramadhan and I’ve been receiving several invitations for breaking fast. However, this year I think I shall try to break fast as often as I can at home with my parents and siblings, especially during the weekend, since I won’t be spending Hari Raya with them this year. I’ve already booked our flight tickets to Kuching (Airasia tix cost me RM600 over!!) and it looks like I will be spending Hari Raya with the in-laws and not with my parents for the very first time. I’m sure I will get used to it over time but I guess the first time is always the hardest. I must make sure I stay away from all those sad Raya songs.

On fasting and breaking fast

You know how some people say they will try to loose some weight during the month of Ramadhan? Ain’t never gonna happen I tell you! Unless of course you stay away from all the buffets and pasar ramadhan then maybe you can loose about 1-2 kilos. Maximum would be 5 kilos. The trick is not to eat rice during iftar and sahur but can you actually survive without rice the whole of Ramadhan? Hmmm…I know I can’t.

Have you guys been to any of the pasar ramadhan lately? Everything is so expensive. There’s this one makcik in tmn tun who sells pulut panggang for RM1.50 a piece! Nasib baik sedap but still too expensive I think. My brother bought a piece of ayam percik in Bangsar and it costs him RM6! And it’s not even a big piece. There’s also this popiah stall near the entrance at pasar ramadhan tmn tun where you can see so many people queuing up just to buy the popiah which cost 60 sen a piece. I’ve tasted the popiah and it is nice but not really mind-blowing delicious la but somehow the queue was so long that you’d think it’s the world’s best popiah.

On Cinta

Last night my SIL came over to the house and asked me whether I mind babysitting my 3 month old niece, Cinta. I think she planed to have a romantic night out with my brother after 3 months being cooped up in the house with the baby. The good aunt that I am, I said yes. My SIL assured me that Cinta is a good baby as in she doesn’t wake up so often for feeding, she usually needs feeding at midnight then will sleep throughout the night and then wake up at 6am the next morning for her next feeding. So I thought, “Hey that’s easy peasy”. Boy was I wrong. She ended up waking upat 1am, 4am and 7am for feeding! My goodness! That girl can really drink milk. No wonder she’s so “sihat”. Now I’m in the office and so sleepy. I can hardly get my eyes open. I don’t know how some mothers do it. Especially working mothers. Wait, let me rephrase that. Especially working mothers with lazy husbands who refuse to wake up to feed the baby. Anyhow, since Cinta is such a cute bundle of joy I don’t mind babysitting her again. Even my hubby adores her.