Another Weird Thing.

The thing about a woman, she doesn't realise the extensive collection of cloth she has, unless she makes an inventory inspection of her wardrobe. Then, she figures out that she actually has that dress, or that she had bought two identical pink shirt.

No wonder the man of her life always pointed out that she had enough cloth when she went for shopping pree. She went furious and all defensive, innocently argued that she needed more cloth. She genuinely believed that she was lacking of decent cloth.

What she actually lacks of, is the capacity to resist.

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Stay Calm.

Uh oh. This is dreading :turns green:

Mother in law is coming to town. What should I do? What should I do?

Oh my God. The toilet needs scrubing. The laundry! Piling in the basket. The kid's room, too messy with toys, cds, diapers, baskets scattering on the floor. Arghhh!!! This is too tensing.

Hartini, you need to calm down. Relax. Cool. Take a deep breath. It's not that bad. Imagine your own mother coming to town.

Hah! That would be catastrophe. She even inspects underneath the fridge. [Hehehe love youuuu, Mak]

Besides, your super husband can make the house clean and sparkling in a knick of time :-)

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Mari Berhibur.

Terasa lucu pula melihat reaksi seorang teman pejabat bila saya khabarkan di rumah saya tidak ada TV sejak sebulan yang lalu. Matanya membulat dan dengan nada tidak percaya dia berkata,"Dah lama tak dengar kisah macam ni. Dulu-dulu kat kampung akak, adalah jugak orang PAS buang TV kat sungai."

"Tapi suami saya tak buang kat sungai kak."

Hehe.

Lagi lucu kalau dikenang kembali reaksi saya. Apatah lagi waktu itu, My Name is Samsoon sedang ditayang di 8TV, dan hanya tinggal beberapa episod.

Mana mungkin TV yang menjadi kawan karib sejak kecil dipisahkan dengan saya. Saya membesar dengan Miss Comet dan Moero Attack. Hujung minggu di zaman remaja, seharian saya lepak di depan TV menonton drama remaja seperti Save by The Bell dan Beverly Hills 90210. Saya bangun seawal pagi (sedangkan di hari persekolahan saya bangun 10 minit sebelum senaman pagi) untuk booking tempat di common room. Pernah khusyuk melayan The Land Before Time bersama Intan, kawan yang sama gila TV di sekolah, sedangkan esok pagi ada kertas geografi untuk peperiksaan akhir tahun. Sudah la tengok TV, bila nampak kawan-kawan study, boleh pulak kami kutuk kawan tu. Hehe.

Jadi apabila suami memutuskan untuk jual saja TV di rumah, saya rasa geram yang teramat sangat. Marahnya macam nak meletup gunung berapi. Frustrated pon ada, sebab saya tak dapat memberi justification yang cukup bernas kenapa saya perlu tengok TV. Sedangkan hujah-hujah dia lebih kukuh, dengan bantuan ayat Al-Quran dan hadis. Saya terpaksa admit, memang saya lagha menonton TV, dok ralit sangat sampaikan solat maghrib pon lambat. Isya' off course la kan lambat, sebab dah terpacak tengok My Name is Samsoon jam 8.30 malam. Manalah suami tak marah. Kalau compensate tengok TV dengan berzikir atau baca Quran di waktu lain takpe la jugak kan. Ni tengok TV saja.

Kini baru saya tahu hikmahnya. Kerana takde TV dan tersangat-sangat boring takde benda nak buat, saya discover satu aktiviti baru untuk berhibur, yang sangat-sangat best. Kedai Elektrik Best pon tak sebest bende ni.

Iaitu membaca Al-Quran.

Sungguh saya tak sangka, best rupanya baca Al-Quran. Kalau anda tak percaya, selepas baca post saya ni, apa kata ambil wudhu' dan baca Quran dengan tajwid yang betul dan alunan lagu yang mengasyikkan. Tak perlu risau jika suara anda ke laut, sebab Allah juri yang sangat sporting :-)

Kalau rasa tak best sebab bacaan anda tersangkut-sangkut, mungkin sudah masanya untuk menjenguk guru tajwid anda.

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Rufaqa'.

If anybody knows where is Kedai Rufaqa' at Taman Tun, kindly please raise your hand. Your information is greatly appreciated.

Thank you.

p/s: We went round and round on Sunday, even up the hill at Kg. Sg. Penchala, to look up the place to no avail hehe.

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[1]A friend commented yesterday that I look ahem, slimmer. She even peeked at my butt and tummy to reassure herself. I just laughed away. [And mula la nak perasan]

The thing is, I had only managed to shred perhaps half a centimeter of my size, but as you know, small improvement in weight department is a big hoohaa for a women. Aren't women weird creatures? Proud to say that I'm one of those weird creatures though :-D

In case you're curious, ahem like some of you who emailed me personally, here's my everyday routine in the quest to wrestle my weight issues.

Morning:
- Take a packet of Bionutri and a glass of water.
- 30 sit ups.
- Massage my tummy with Biolangsing (slimming lotion). This thing do wonders, y'all.
- Half an hour later, take big breakfast.

Troughout the day:
- Drink green tea with apple cider and honey.
- Take the stairs.

Night:
- More sit ups.

Other than that, I make some changes in my eating habit. Take less rice, less chicken. More fish, more fruits, yogurts. No more ordering Milo Ice. No more Nasi Lemak.

This morning, I walked to the office and it really felt good. Hmm.. maybe I should walk more. Rather than waiting for Ahmad to pick me up in the evening.

Or perhaps, more outing to shopping malls :wink:

[2]Received a lot of compliments today. Someone even phewit-ed me. I understand their amusement because, how many working days do I wear striking baby blue thai silk baju kurung with embroideries in a year?

Perhaps one.

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She Who Bites.

Dia menggigit
Hingga luka berdarah
Bila ku bertempik
Menyeringai dia ketawa
Kurang asamnya si kenit!

:-p

p/s: Giginya sudah satu setengah batang.

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Rose Hip Oil.

I just bought this.

I'm not quite sure of the effectiveness of the oil to reduce my scarry acne face. We'll see in the next three months. Hopefully my face will be ready for the Reunion Dinner in August hahaha poyo.

If you want to know more about the oil, click here.

Just in case you're interested, its retail price is RM35. For this month's promotion, only RM25.50 per bottle for members. If you're not a member, maybe I can buy it for you. Email me at tinidewi@yahoo.com.

p/s: Zilla, still interested ke nak jadi member? Kalau nak, maybe I pos saja the borang? Nak pass kat Aida, berkulat ler gamaknya borang tu hehehe.

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Puzzling Zahra.

She has what I called "Maghrib Syndrome".

She was fine all the time playing by herself. Until she saw me spreading the prayer mat and wearing the telekung. Her sweet disposition beautifully changed to somewhat monsterous. She screamed. She wailed. She cried as hard as she might. She even shed her tears! Such a drama queen. She looked sadder than Fasha Sandha glooming over dead husband.

I just ignored her temperament, because solah is an utmost obligation and maghrib is such a short time.

I'm not sure though how good my prayer is with her wailing and clinging onto my leg. Obviously not khusyuk. I just hope that Allah would accept my imperfect solah. And sincerely hope that Allah would bestow me with the sweetness of performing ibadah.

Please, Allah.

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Novel Jiwa Jiwang.

Novel ini bakal di pasaran. Insya Allah di pertengahan Mei. Mari beramai-ramai pecahkan pintu bookstore. Boleh juga order agaknya melalui www.drcinta.com.

Novel ini lain daripada yang lain. Bukan sekadar teks tetapi sarat dengan lukisan. Rupanya ini yang dia buat diam-diam di dalam bilik. Ingatkan berwirid dalam tidur.

Untuk menjejaki penulis, klik sini.

Lihat muka depan, pastilah novel jiwang. Tapi tak tahu pula darjah intensity kejiwangannya, sebab saya sendiri belum baca.

Mungkin sepekat sabun pencuci Dynamo :-)

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Humiliated.

I took the black short skirt. The salesgirl took a look at me and said,"No, can't do. Your butt is too big."

Occaaayyy.

So, what size do you suggest ma'am?

She gave me the biggest size available. 25.

I followed her advise because she was true when she told me bluntly that my butt is waayy big.

I digged for more skirts because I saw some nice floral skirt in pink (yes dear, pink) and blue. But she ushered me away by saying that no size for me. Translation - your butt can't possibly fit the skirt. I accepted that politely and went to other racks.

Few minutes later, I thought that maybe I should try the skirt. So off I went queuing for the fitting room.

Hah! She was wrong all right. 25 is too big for me. If I do more sit ups in the mornings and nights, it will be even bigger. Proudly I went back to her place and demanded for a smaller size.

What? U think I'm so fat ka?

The incident didn't deter me from spending RM300++ at the Sogo sales though hehe. (Yes Aini, I revisit the place after our lunch)

When I went home, size 23 is still big for me. Ahem, the diet seems to be working. Hmm. I should have tried the floral skirt too. Bet I can fit into that. $%^&*#@ salesgirl!

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