This story was told to me by my Sister.  A year after the passing of her late father-in-law, one day one of the siblings dreamt of their late father.  In the dream, the late father told them of a treasure that he kept underground in the earth.  Good thing the siblings is not stupid to start digging the ground.  They bought the metal detectors sale to locate the treasure (I presume it must be some gold or anything that is made from metal?)  But sad to say, they found nothing.  If it were you, will you do what they are doing?  I mean to believe a dream?

Two years ago, I have printed several photobooks.  It seem that their package is getting better nowadays.  If you check out Photobook Malaysia, sometimes the books are 40% off.  At other time, you may get free shipping.  Since I have settle down in my new place, I might start working on photobooks again.  They are what we called it the coffee table book.  Good to entertain guests when they are visiting.  So far I have 4 books printed and was displayed on our contemporary coffee table.

In my 12 years of marriage giving angpow, this year is my first time of not getting any RM10 new notes.  According to ‘sources’, Bank Negara did not print any new RM10 and RM5 notes because of lack-of-funding.  Once I get my payday cash advance,  this is the best that I could do.  Change RM1 crispy notes.  Looks like this year, my angpow packet will be very thick.

The kids has been asking for a pet dog since they were little.  Frankly speaking, I do love to have pet at home but the flashback from yesteryear sent the chills down my spine.  Been there, done that.  Juggling between a full time job and being the full time Mom to my 3 kids is already draining all my energy. I can’t imagine having another ‘baby’ at home that need to be walk every evening.

So each time the kids (especially #3) bring up the topic, the same ole conversation goes like this:

Kiddo:  Mummy, can we have a puppy?
Mummy:  You have to be able to take care of yourself before you are allowed to have a pet.  Tell me, who bath you?
Kiddo:  Mummy.
Mummy:  Who feed you?
Kiddo:  Mummy.
Mummy:  Who make milk for you?
Kiddo:  Mummy.
Mummy:  Wait till everything is yourself then only we talk.  Ok?

And one day, a friend’s cocker spaniel gave birth to 4 puppies. So I jump on the opportunity to adopt one.  Of course the kids is excited about it since this is their first pet dog.  Rules #1 – No dogs are allowed in the house. We bought a huge cage for her and almost bought a  heated mattress pads since the dog sleep outside.We soon realised #3 is afraid of puppy!  So, the 2 eldest kiddos share responsibility like feeding.  We hardly walk the pup, like I’ve told you, me shit also no time ok!  So the pup spent most of her time in the cage pee and poo.  Good for me as we just need to wash the tray.  What sounds like fun soon turned into a daily chores.  That is where our nightmare started. Other than daily pee and poo washing, we have to set aside Saturday as Belle-Fun-Bathing-Time.  Blueh!

And when the pup grew bigger, it seems like Hubby always push the bathing time to me as he is not good in controlling the dog.  So back to square one.  Why me?  Why it always has to be me! When I complained, #3 answered this, “I want a dog but I never say I want to rare one.” If only I know sooner!  Kids!

I may sound like complaining but on the other hand, she is like another baby to us.  At times she make me mad, and at times she makes me wanna hug her.  Don’t know if it is just me but looking at her chasing the ball in the garden bring a smile to my face.

p/s:  Photo of Belle when she is around 2 months now.  At this point of blogging, Belle is about 9 months old.

Looking back at my last post, I realised that I have not been updating my blog since 5 months ago. How time flies! I meant to update my blog few months ago but was held back by my emotion.    I have been skeptical and procrastinating if I should… you know… continue where I left behind.  It is not a happy topic to write about. This few days I have been giving myself a thoroughly thought.  And this morning I told myself, “Life goes on.  Just do it and carry on with your life.”  So here I am now.  Picking up where I stopped 5 months ago.  The final update on my niece, Samantha.

Like I say, it is not a happy post and if you are the superstitious type, please do not proceed.

So this is kind of a farewell post to Samantha.

Samantha has returned to God on 17th November 2010.  She is about 8 months during her passing.

We love you so much and missed you dearly, Sam!  We missed everything about you.  Your nappy changing, your feeding, your cuddles, your screaming and most of all, we missed your cries.

… and so life goes on and we shall embarked on a new journey.