It would have been a romantica d'amor moment for us when he landed his head on my thigh IF he had not find it fascinating to discuss about the wellbeing of my thigh. Laughing out loud at my "pillowed" thigh and saying what an A class Dunlopillow it was, is not a compliment. Because we both knew he was literally talking about the enormous fats that lies underneath the thigh.

Ah.. but he's lucky enough to be married with me. Being a comical person myself, I just laugh off at his humour. Some women might have karate and chop him to 18 parts because, other than age, weight is another sensitive issue for women.

Well, sensitive or not, that was a happy moment for us, eventhough it happened so brief. Ameer couldn't find any better time to wake up from his afternoon nap ggrr.

:lol:

Yesterday J went jumping upside down when she saw Mat Tabligh's old picture on my laptop's wallpaper. She went,"Eh, is that your husband? Sure ah? Why so handsome? Eh, sure his hair this long? Hensemnyaaaa!", still jumping upside down. She looked like those teenage girls, drooling over the handsome Taiwanese heartthrobs, F4. Hahahah.

So I told her,"This is how he deceived me into being his girlfriend. Because soon after that he cut his hair. Now, he's bald."

At that time, I was so into the bad guys. Long haired guys, donning rockers outfit (nirvana sort of rockers, not the rock kampung type), with rough and mysterious expression on their face, minus the cigarate. The good guys looked so unyummy to me. Well, Mat Tabligh actually fell into the good guys category, and he wasn't in my radar until he courted me. Ah, if it wasn't for his good look and long hair....

Hahaha very the rupalistik, yes? Kalau muka ko tu cun takpe la :P

That was few years ago. When I was still a kanak-kanak riang. Now I know there's more to one's look and appearance.

LOBSTER IN THE SEA. Lariiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii......

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Saturday, I woke up on a lovely morning. Saturdays have always has nice weather. Now that I no longer work on Saturdays, the weather seems to be nicer. Yeah, I love Saturdays.

After sending Al-Budet to the nursery, I started off the morning spring cleaning the house. I took out all the stuffs in the storeroom and rearranged them. I even took the babycot in our bedroom out and put it into the storeroom. Guess that thing will reside there until the next baby arrives hehehehe.

Then I folded last week's laundry that I was so lazy to fold before. The clothes had mounted on the sofa for the whole week teehee. In between, I did the laundry. Hmm.. we wore so much clothes in a week, what more with a baby boy who always get his clothes dirty. Luckily I have the front loading automatic washing machine with me. [Note the boastful tone]

It rained cats and dogs in the afternoon. The aftermath was wonderful, the smell of earth and the damp air gave reason for a short nap.

The two boys who always driving me crazy, one big one small, sleeped side by side in the bedroom. Ah, my boys... they always look cute when they sleep.

The big one, twirling himself like a cat, has always this peaceful and serene look whenever he's sleeping. Remind me of why I had loved him, married him and still loving him.

The small one, aiyoh, this one is a disaster. He tossed here and there, changing position soo many times. Baby cot is not an option for him. That's why I put the babycot in the storeroom. But he's foreverly cute, off course :D

Saturdays are lovely. I even get chirping birds stepping into my balcony, singing their melodious song. The weather, the husband, the kid, the apartment, the feeling,... everything is wonderful. Thank you, GOD.

Lets see what Sunday has to offer.

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This is weird.

Remember I said that Andrew's rendition of Jeritan Batinku was bad?

Surprisingly, his voice and the melody of his rendition keeps on playing in my head. And I unconciously keep on singing "Dengar, oh jeritan batinku" ala Andrew as I do my work.

Oh no!

Am I.... getting delusional or what?

It's like bitter chocolate you know. At first bite, you thought the taste is a little bit peculiar, and you don't like it. But you keep on taking bit by bit, and you'll realise that bitter chocolate is not bad at all. Not bad at all.

In fact, it's delicious.

I guess Andrew is like bitter chocolate. Perhaps he can be the yummy milk chocolate if he puts lots of sugar and milk into his singing.

.....

Apa ko merepek ni tini?

xoxoxo

Yesterday, we worked late until 8 p.m. Mat Tabligh seemed to have a lil bit of problem looking after Al-Budet, and keep on calling me to ask when will I be back.

He was determined to go to Surau for Maghrib prayer, thus bringing the baby along with him. Alas, the baby wailed like there's no tommorrow when they reached the surau and refused to part with his father. The dissappointed [and malu] Mat Tabligh then came back to pray at home. Hahaha.. now you know haaa.

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I cried when he sang Jeritan Batinku last friday. Not that his voice is mesmerizing my soul, eventhough his look is :D, but because he sang it badly. Really, really bad.

And I had actually expected the best from him. Or at least, not singing horribly. Because I'm beginning to like him. His cool demure, his sincereness to music, his genuine emotion to the competition, and how well he brought himself to criticism. (And how good looking and tall he is teehee.. oh, and his long hair :P)

I don't know if it was intentional, because it wasn't a secret that he didn't really want to be in the Final, what more being Malaysian Idol.

Says Andrew in his website:
"So I'm in the top 30 of Malaysian Idol. But so what? I'm not happy at all. I wish I could walk up to the judges and ask them why me, and why not the other better singers. I know so many are dying to be where I am, they put in so much effort, they tried so hard, and they sang so well. So much better than me. Yet, I messed up, and still got in. I really have to question why. Is it God's blessing? Sigh. God, why? It's so obviously unfair. I'm puzzled, boggled, confuzzled, and totally downright sad that some of my friends, who I was really expecting to be in all the way, didn't make it. I know as a singer, they deserve more than this. I weep for them. I did. But now that I'm in, there's no turning back, and I must do my best, to prove the faith of the judges in me was worthwhile. I hope I can live up to the expectations of the organizers, my friends, my relatives, the viewers and my fellow contestants. Especially those that got eliminated before the top 30. You guys are the best. Farhen (Farah), this poem is for you. You will be my first Malaysian Idol too. No matter who wins."

He himself hinted in the previous shows that he doesn't really know what he's doing in the competition and he seems to be uncomfortable with the attention he's getting from his fans.

It's obvious that show business is not his cup of tea.

But last Friday, he looked like he's getting serious and determined to win the competition. Sadly though, perhaps when he think of winning, for the first time ever, he's losing his coolness. He obviously looked nervous and started off with a rather cracky voice. And the disaster continued till the end of his song.

People actually went silence for that was his worst performance ever. They didn't know whether they should clap. Guess no one would have thought he could sing that bad.

Oh, my poor Andrew.

I badly wanted to vote for him so that I can still watch him on TV :guilty grin: but I didn't, because that would be unfair. Unfair for those talented others, eventhough I don't really fancy that suspiciously-gay Saiful, who might be voted out in the expense of keeping Andrew. Especially unfair to Andrew, because it wouldn't do him any good if he's still there to accept harsh criticism and mockery from the judges and the non-fans, unless if he improved at the next round.

Luckily, yippie yay, my Andrew is still in the show! Weeheee!! Bye bye Saiful...

:jumping up side down like a monkey:

Oh, I think I wanna go stalking him in his website.

Hahahaha lariiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii Mat Tabligh kejar.

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"Aiyoyo I'm getting fat!"
"Why do you say so?"
"Because my cloth is shrinking!"
"Suits you right. Eat so much." He gets my glare.
"Never mind, I'll fast for three days starting tommorrow."
"Fasting with the intention to slim gets no pahala."

.....

Yeah, my husband is very good in giving you the ouch.

Remember his "pakai tudung bukan nak melawa" remark, when I asked him if I'm pretty wearing the tudung?

A tudung sekolah at that. Not the glamour-glamour type with glittering beads so on. Just one simple tudung sekolah. Yet the remark. Sheesh.

He could just say something nice to satisfy my ego and self esteem, no?

And, there's another thing that I want to complain about him. I can't go gossipping or kutuking other people in front of him. Everytime I want to kutuk or ngumpat Doc, GS, GJ, A, Mem, scary people, etc., he'll give me his icy cold look. With his twitched eye brow, which is very very frightening to look at. [When you see this, it's best for you to run faaaaaaar away from him]

And, yesterday, when he came home from the surau after isya' prayer around 9.45 p.m. and upon seeing me [like, forever] lepaking in front of the tv instead of reciting Quran, he threatened to take the TV away from me for being lagha all the time. Please, not my tv, pretty please with sugar on top.

And, he preached me a lot. Bla bla bla.

And, he didn't sleep with me on the bed because according to him, the bed gives him luxury and luxury is something he doesn't want. So, he sleeps on the floor in the living room with his Quran recital MP3 running.

And, he's always not at home. His past time is mostly spent in the mosque or surau.

Yes, I know! My husband is a GOOD man, but why am I complaining?

p/s: Su, puas hati tak dengan biodata ni? :P

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Rasa macam nak hantuk kepala kat dinding, bila tengok gambar-gambar Aini sekeluarga untuk aku hantar cuci hari ni. Kami pakat masuk dalam satu removable disk untuk jimat kos tehehe. Standard aaa orang social science ni memang berkira duit :p

Anyway, berbalik kepada hal gambar-gambar tadi, speechless sungguh tengok ke"fine"an gambar yang diambil. Tiba-tiba rasa macam nak mengorat Pakcik Mat. Pakai camera brand apa ye pakcik?

Rasa-rasanya pakai Olympus kan? Camni kalau aku dah kaya nanti, nak beli yang brand Olympus la. Sebab aku tengok Edri Nippong, kawan lama di STF dulu, pon pakai Olympus juga dan memang fine sungguh gambar-gambar yang ditepek di blognya.

Even banding dengan kamera Sony aku yang dah dicopet orang tu, fine sangat-sangat gambar yang diambil dengan kamera Olympus. Kamera baru aku takyah cakap la kan, cikai giler muakakaka.

Ke aku yang tak reti ambik gambar? Hahaha.

On another unrelated issue, aku nengok Abang Usop lagi tere berposing daripada wife dia. Bermacam-macam gaya. Hehehe ampun Aini :D

Ala Aini, aku tengok sekejap je. Series tak tipu. Tak berani nak tengok lama-lama. Comel sangat hasben ko :p

p/s: If you guys wondering what am I doing staying up at 3 in the morning, aku bangun buat Solat Tahajjud HAHAHAHAHA. Ye lah tu :p

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Huiyo.

No, it supposedly HUIYOOO! with muncung lips.

Mat Tabligh made roti canai last night. Not the instant one that you bought in supermarket, but the real one. When he said he wanted to make roti canai for dinner, I was stunned.

"Tau ke nak buat?"
"Ala cuba je. Pernah tengok orang kampung saya buat."
"Oooo." (But still unconvinced)

And he made a delicious roti canai indeed. Nyam nyam. Funny thing is, roti canai is actually made from flour, butter and egg only. But the difficult part is on how to tebar the roti, which my husband miserably failed in doing :D

Now that he knew how to make roti canai, he wanted to quit his job and be a roti canai seller instead.

Erk, I take back my huiyoo :P

xoxoxo

Aini had commented a few days ago in her blog that Malaysian has the tendency to misjudge the tudung labuh donner as sekolah agama ex-student and studies religion when she might be actually studying medicine, engineering etc., and how we as a Muslim should excel in both religous and worldly knowledge.

With this, I would love to inform that Malaysia actually provides the way for those people who want to excel in both discipline. You could contact JAKIM for more information on the program. Be quick, since the deadline is another one month from now.

I heard about this piece of information from Abe Mir, my BIL, yesterday.

Surprisingly, Zaki, one of the brothers, who is studying in MRSM and will be taking SPM this November, is very keen in becoming a Hafidz and professional. I was stunned when I heard this.

I was like, THAT ZAKI?, who always had girls (yep, not one girl but girlS) calling him up and he will hang with the girls for hours, speaking very very softly. So I said to Mat Tabligh, "Lepas ni Zaki takleh la jadi Mat Jiwang lagi." Hehehehe.

His reply was,"He still can be jiwang, but jiwang to Allah."

Huhu insaf, insaf.

Well, we never know the potential of other people eh? Sometime we don't even know ours.

Zaki used to be the rebellious one, speaks very little and looking very rough. But he turned out to be the Head Student and Head Prefect of his school. MRSM lagi you! Where other kids look up on him. And he gave good example indeed. He is disciplined, has good manners and excel well in academic. And now, he wants to be Hafidz. Alhamdulillah.

I guess, there's potential in everybody and we should never give up on ourselves.

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MOST WANTED!

Deadly Raksasa Gorgon Stance
[Watch out when you see him in this position]

Name: Ameer Al-Budet @ Raksasa Gorgon
Height: 80 cm
Weight: Perhaps 9.5 kg
Other Features: Very lonjong head, nearly bald and the hair at the center of his head tercacak like Alfalfa in The Little Rascal, the movie. Looking very grumpy in normal circumstances but surprisingly give out cute smile when he's happy or malu. Has chipsmore biscuits temperament, one minute he's happy, the next he'll shout angrily. I-don't-care-whatever-you-say,-but-when-I-want-something/to do something,-I-want-it attitude. Fullstop.
Reward: Apa reward? Korang la yang kena bagi dia birthday present :D

HAPPY BIRTHDAY, AMEER!

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Teehee.

[Grinning foolishly]

Q:When do you get MC without getting sick or faking it?
A:When your baby is dehydrated and refusing bottle.

Dr.M is sooo cool! I mean, have you ever heard of a healthy mother getting MC just because her baby is sick? Most of the time, Malaysian mothers had to take a leave to tend for their babies. So, I was a little amused this morning when Dr.M asked me whether I need MC to take care of Ameer. Off course this is an offer nobody can turn down eh?

But perhaps the offer came about because Ameer is refusing bottle and wants to be breastfed only. So medically, I supposedly eligible for such MC.

Whatever it is, I'm at home idling!

[Grinning foolishly]

And the funny thing is, Ameer looks as healthy as always when he reached home teehee. Keep up the good work, Ameer!

xoxoxo

Teehee toodle dee. My IQ is 126! Not bad eh?

This number is based on a scientific formula that compares how many questions you answered correctly on the Classic IQ Test relative to others.

Your Intellectual Type is Visionary Philosopher. This means you are highly intelligent and have a powerful mix of skills and insight that can be applied in a variety of different ways. Like Plato, your exceptional math and verbal skills make you very adept at explaining things to others and at anticipating and predicting patterns.

Tapi macam tak berapa betol je hahaha.

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Anak suka, Ibu setuju :D

These are how I cook Ameer's food (whenever I have the time, that is :D):

Butter Rice with Chicken and Potato
Melt butter in pan. Fry finely chopped onion until soft, add in washed rice and stir for one to two minutes. Add in water (amount depending on the softness of rice wanted), diced potato and minced chicken. Stir, cover the pan and bring to boil. Then, unlid the pan and left to cook in slow heat.

Note:
1. Potato can be changed to any ingredient such as pumpkin, sweet potato, carrot, etc. depending on your creativity.
2. Chicken stock / broth can be used other than water.

Cheesy Macaroni
Boil macaroni, diced potato and cubed chicken until soft. Drain and put aside. Melt butter in pan and add flour. Stir for one to two minutes then gradually add hot milk, stirring until sauce thickens. Remove from heat, add cheese and stir to melt. Pour over the cooked macaroni, potato and chicken.

Note:
1. The cheese sauce can be poured over mashed potato, steamed vegetable, pasta, depending on your creativity.

Spaghetti Bolognese
Melt butter in pan. Fry finely chopped onion and garlic until soft. Add in diced carrot and stir until soft. Add in minced chicken / meat, stir well until cooked. Add in tomato puree and water, stirring occasionally until sauce thicken. You could add diced mushroom and other ingredient to your liking. Pour over cooked spaghetti.

Yummy Yogurt
Mash together mangoes and yogurt. Other than mangoes, you can use banana, papaya, dried apricot, prune, etc.

Ameer [and his Mama] loves them. Yummy!

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Hmmm.

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I have been wondering quite a long time about this. What does it takes for a woman to don sexy clothing which reveals most of her skin? Or reveals the curves of her body?

I believe, it takes a LOT of courage to do so.

Because it is no secret that boys goggle eye the opposite sex every now and then. And visualize a LOT.

A-a, don't lie to me, boys :D

They especially go gugu gaga over the more interesting part of the body, well you know which. The boing-boing and the two-round-pointy-thing on your back.

Even when you are properly dressed, they would goggle eye you, so what more if you are not? And sometimes you would feel as if they were undressing you with their eyes. Macam orang lapar nasi.

As for me, I am very conscious of my body and become uneasy when I wear sexily , because I know the boys will be looking at my boing-boing and butt. Don't tell me that I'm perasan (because I am hahaha), but I came to know about this a few years back, when Mat Tabligh was my bf and still not a mat tabligh.

Actually he didn't want to tell me about this, but for whatever reason I didn't remember (perhaps to force me to wear proper tudung), the story came out.

Apparently the boys were cuci mata-ing in the lobby back in the Melaka campus. They were discussing among themselves about the size of the poor girl students who naively looked upon to these Abang Senior (who are undeniably handsome too hehe) that passed by the lobby or waited for the elevator. Mat Tabligh usually wouldn't bothered joining them boys (at least that's what he told me)

Then this conversation took place,
A: Huiyoo power aaa boing-boing budak tu!
B: Mana-mana?
A: Yang tu laaa.
C: Ha ah la power aaa.
D, E, F and the others joined in.
Z: Wey Mat **** ko tanak tengok ke?
Mat Tabligh gave them his usual sengih kerang busuk.
Y: Eleh, dia apa susah. Awek dia punya lagi power.

What the ....????? Horror ke tak horror?

And I have five brothers and their friends that would make me understand how women anatomy is the boys' best subject of interest. Plus a concerned, conventional dad who chained his only daughter with a virtual iron steel chain on her leg for her safety and dignity.

In a nutshell, I'd say that it takes a lot of courage for women to don such sexy and revealing clothing, to face the challenge of the un-said and un-done sexual harrassment by the men.

But if you think only women suffered harrasment for wearing sexy clothing, think again.

Some men too suffered. These are the good men. If you girls just knew the agony they have to go through. The battle between lust and their strong belief to the religion and moral is no joke. It's real. It's devastatingly aching, and painstaking. Yup, it's that bad. Ask the good men. Ask Reid hehehe.

That's why God reminds the muslimin to control their sight. The fitrah of men is that they became easily aroused through sight, while women aroused through touch. A lot of us failed to understand this, and we keep on denying that we at some point, did contribute to rape and incest.

So, it is my hope that women would dress properly and don't provoke the men. And to the men, my advice is, kalau tak tahan tu, puasalah ye. Lepas tu baca Quran banyak-banyak :P

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