I lost quarter of my nail

It all happened on that Sunday Lee Chong Wei was playing against Lin Dan from China during the Olympic badminton final. I was too kan cheong (excited, nervous) that day. My mind was wandering far…. wondering what combination should I put for Monday bento… wondering if LCW will win the gold… wondering if we will get a holiday if he wins… wondering if I am able to finish my housework by 8.30pm…. wondering if the cabbages I am cutting is enough for today’s dinner and tomorrow’s bento…. wondering if I cut a bit faster, should I be able to finish cooking earlier… wondering… OUCH!

… and all I see is blood oozing out from my finger!

At first, I thought that I have just cut the tip of the nail. But when I saw the blood oozing out, I know I am in deep shit. The blood was covering my index finger and I can’t see how deep is the cut. I even have to rummaged thru the pile of cabbage to look for my nail. Super gross right? How to be a good cook like this? How to secure a San Francisco jobs when the chef position is still open for me to fill up? How!  Pardon my imagination again. LOL.

Back to my nail.  Yup, I found them finally.

Finger still swollen even thought it’s been five days now. I just can’t wait for a new nail to grow. I get irritated when I can’t type on the keyboard and there are many things that I can’t do with a single hand like tying my hair or even washing my the other armpit! I know that is super gross. -.-

So, what is the lesson for today?

~COOKING IS HAZARDOUS! WE SHOULD EAT OUT MORE OFTEN! ~

Over and out…

This is what the Name Analyzer I took from Facebook say about me. Well, ‘Spontaneous’? I don’t think so. Depending on which field. Sometimes I just pretend not to notice anything. hehe… If only they could analyzed ‘LING’, I think the result would be:

L - Lazy

I - Intelligent *cough*

N - Nagger

G - GILA!

Me: Di, show you something. Nah!

Daddy: (face liven up) What is this! What is this!
Princess: Baby!
Daddy: What is this la.
Me: Baby lor.
Daddy: You sure or not.
Me: Sure! Baby!
Daddy: How long already ah? (getting excited)
Me: You slowly wait la. It’s a fibroid!
Daddy: Chehhhhh…

You see hor, now only I know Hubby really looking foward to no. 4. So scary! But then hor, when I told him it’s a fibroid, he don’t even pity me. Alright. If you see clearly in the above ultrascan, you should be able to spot a white circle. That is the fibroid. That should explained all the blood clot and heavy bleeding. What a life being a woman!

And few hours before I learnt I had fibroid, I just booked the ENT Surgeon on Saturday for Prince. He needed some small surgery in his nose to ‘weld’ some burst blood vein. Aiyah, I don’t know how to put them in medical term. I just know I have to go to the hospital at 7.30am and see a wailing child strapped up on the OT table. I’ll write a longer post with more details on his bloody nose after the surgery. Nothing to worry as this is not a big issue. So if you were to ask me how was my day? I would say I get double blow in a day. So, how was your day?

Friends started to show concern when I mentioned it in my previous post that Hubby is away again to the States. Thank you guys. I feel so loved! I was then nicked name by one of the blogger as “The Lonely Wife of A Prominent Latuk”.

With 3 kids at home, I wished I have the time to feel lonely. Wait till you see the dirty dishes in the kitchen! And a Latuk? I wish!

Some even asked very dodgy question like “Looking forward to a sex marathon?”

I would say SLEEP marathon! Maklumlah, someone kept giving excuses like jet-lag. *rolling eye*

And the very concern type will ask, “When is your Hubby coming back?”

When I see my Coach bag!

… I had so much freckles on my face. *sigh…

The above pictures was hijacked from Kamkuey and I had them reduced by 30%. Tell me, nice boh? Canon 30D wor, works better than my 400D and he is using 50mm F1.4 (RM1,300!!!) where else my F1.8 cost me only RM290. If you hop over to his blog, you will see all the freckles on my face. I think Canon 30D works even better than a magnifying glass. Can make someone who is ugly, even uglier!

While I was scrolling thru our makan-makan photo, I hijacked another photo of Prince.

He had his haircut last weekend.

Dad & Son walk into salon.

Dad: WE want to cut G. I. (something like military cut) hairstyle.

Stylist: Who first?

Dad: He (while point at son) go first.

*cut, cut, cut. snip, snip, snip* *finish*

Dad: Errr… Miss, I don’t want G.I. already.

And so I was fuming. Fuming because I don’t like the hairstyle at all!!!! But I was laughing at Hubby’s reaction when he decided not to had G.I. hairstyle or else, he might really looks like a Military man. Well, as for Carlgene, he dislike the hairstyle too. He had a cap on the whole day and even told us that he’s afraid that his friends in the school will tease him “Botak head”.

Mummy: Kharsyn, tomorrow when you go to school, you must protect your brother. If anyone tease him Botak head, you are not allowed to join them but must stand up for your brother. OK?

Kharsyn: But Mummy, we always call Anson (schoolmate) “botak head.”

Mummy: Wah, see! You all better take this as a lesson and not call people nickname. Now kena lor.

The whole haircut session did added some stress and upsetting me. That was before. But now, whenever I saw him, I will make a circular motion on his head. Cute!

Soon, after tomorrow, I will be the proud owner of Canon EOS 400D!

Envelope Image Credit: Newlife’s Dreams

This time I have seriously betrayed my husband, my kids, myself to buy something that is over the household budget but the offer is too good to resist. I can’t sit and wait for my advertising money to come in next year just incase the shop deny me the attractive prices he is offering now.

Since tomorrow is Hari Raya Haji and also a public holiday for me, I’m going to bring my ‘new baby’ home.

Sorry, Dear.

Woohoo for me! Yay!

Do you see your Dentist every 6 months? I do.

The last I went for a wisdom tooth extraction was around May and I’ve just went for another follow up last weekend. This time, the kids are included since Kharsyn is complaining of tooth ache.

Somehow, we was there 30mins earlier than our appointment time but we get to see the dentist only one hour later. Talk about good business! As usual, the two youngest can’t sit still. Before they could turn the reception upside down, the Receptionist asked if they would like to watch cartoon. That save Mummy whole lots of energy to keep the kids quiet and pinned down to the chair.

When I thought the cartoon could be some Mickey Mouse or Tom and Jerry, it turned out to be… a cartoon on oral hygiene.

Isn’t that boring cool! Look at the chair in the dentist’s clinic. It is shaped like a tooth. How cute!

When the Receptionist ask, “Who go first?”

Mummy & Daddy yelled spontaneously, “KHARSYN!”

She stepped on the dentist chair with confidence and no fear at all not knowing what to expect of it. Wait la, wait. Her turn is yet to come. *snigger*

Dr. Jean went on her usual routine and then briefed us on her next procedure. She told Kharsyn that she is going to put “a medicine” on her tooth. Just then, I SAW HER NURSE PREPARING THE NNNNNNEEDLE!

I just have to ask Dr.Jean in Hokkien, “Lu ai ka yi pak jiam?” (You are going to jab her?) She nodded. Oh, boy! Oh, boy! Am I nervous!

She warned Kharsyn before hand that it’s going to be like an ants bite. The procedure took forever to end. I was told by Doctor that it is meant to be like that. *Urghhh… Dr. Jean praise her for being so brave. (Sure la, cos she didn’t know it is a jab)

Next came the drilling.

And the filling.

And a badge and sticker for being brave.

And I went home few hundred Ringgit poorer

… but… but… it’s been a week now!

*sigh….

Will update once my body function properly.

Oh ya!  My pc at my workplace is undergoing some downgrading *blueh* hence why I’m missing from MSN (if you are wondering).

Ciao.

juling mata - cock eye/rolling eye

Do you guys know that you can get free flow of soft drinks when you dined in McDonald? Want to read a pissy entry? You are most welcome, and oh, don’t forget to grab a popcorn and a coke.

Yesterday we bring kids to McD for a bite. We sat next to the counter and since I am not eating, I was watching their staff working behing the counter. Since McD is giving out free flow of soft drinks, hubby went and get a refilled from a staff who is doing her chore polishing the serving tray. She stopped what she is doing and to my surprised, she juling her mata at Hubby RIGHT IN FRONT OF HIM! (and of course me cos I’m watching from where I sit). She turn around and grab a jug. This time, her mouth went flat and eyes still juling. I can see she is not feeling happy. Hubby feeling a bit paiseh and pretending to flip the newspaper which was on the counter. Back to that Cik Juling, after her jug was filled with coke, she pour them into our paper cup with her eyes still juling and was looking at Hubby who was pretending reading newspaper cos he doesn’t want to see her *toot* face. WTF! I almost want to go and slap her. And you know what? Instead of using our cup to filled up (that’s what happen usually) the coke, she decided to use a jug and filled in more coke than what is required. She then pour away the remaining. Isn’t that such a waste? I don’t give a damn about that. She then walk away with her eyes still juling. Do I have to mentioned she don’t even bother to nudge hubby who was STILL pretending to read the paper? I stood up and walk over to Hubby and ask if he notice what is going on. He said yes but didn’t want to make a hoo-haa over it.

Don’t mess with the Queen when she is still in her topsy oppsie PMS mood. I walk over to the Supervisor and tell her, “Your staff is showing such a sour face. That is just R.U.D.E!” Ya, when i pronounce the word rude, I go rolling my tongue and do the RRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR sound. I just walk out and over heard the supervisor asking, “Siapa service customer tadi?”

Whatever the saying, customer is always right and since I have to pay the 5 + 10% service tax, I demanded a friendlier service from you. Yeah, you!

Remember I mentioned earlier I was not eating and was watching them working? Cos I was craving for Cheese naan! We went to the mamak stall and even the Ah Neh can service us with a smile. Hear this, Ms Juling? And I don’t even have to *toot* pay them any 5 + 10% service tax.

I don’t want to be rude to McD cos I still love their burgers and free flow of coke, I shall keep my International Handsign and give you this instead…

On second thought, maybe a small one?