ici hidup lagi!

at http://icialive.blogspot.com

• Baby has Popped Out
• 1 cm and a show
• Baby and Money

List of title from my personal blog at http://icialive.blogspot.com in descending order

10 on-calls for January <– click me

To blogger, coz it’s easier.  I’ve cut and paste all my previous entries…phew! Nasib tak banyak.  Penat, took me 1 hour!

Ici Hidup Lagi!
(Friendster’s photoalbum included as link)

Shooting for the Moon… (my other blog)

I’m back with touching up my house plan…woohooo.  Kemas2 folder atas dresser, I found house plan the one Kak Ida made, the one yang Mama suka sangat tu.  But made some changes a little, just minor feet conversions, because I can’t understand in millimeter hehehe.  Sorry K Ida.

Going  home this weekend…Mama is finally getting a maid.  She doesn’t want me to find one, coz she wants to find herself.  I just prepare for the paperwork and money…$$$.  Huh, punye la susah nak pujuk dia dapatkan maid.  Now that I’m pregnant, I used myself as an excuse…

"Nanti masa pantang siapa nak tolong Mama masak, angkat barang, pergi pasar…bla bla bla…"
She replied…"Oh ye tak ye…"

Yay!  Misi berjaya.  I give myself a pat on the back.

Finally visited K Chal’s Photopages! hehehe comel nyer anak2 saudara ici.  Tembam2, debab2, dhomok2, grrrrrrrrr.  Nak macam tu jugak!  Hmm, must eat lots! I want to post pictures of them, but this friendster blog not canggih enough…hermph!  Even more reason to change this blog elsewhere…Last resort is to save and post, can’t link the pic to my K Chal’s photopages.

I received a newsletter from a site which I subscribe to eHomemakers.net

Even if I’m not a Homemaker, but I really believe in what they do, and I really like to support these mothers.  I know that knowledge comes not only from school books and money doesn’t always come from working for other people.

So I read through the advertisement and saw Shadira’s Post Natal & Beauty House.  I’m so glad there are still people saving our old traditions.  There’s nothing wrong with maintaining the old ways and improvising it with new knowledge.  After all, knowledge are God’s gift.

Not everyone is blessed with a Kampung anymore.  I’m just glad my mother knows how to get the herbs, and basic things to do during confinement period like bertungku.  But for  those who wanted the service but unable to get because they don’t know where to get?

So for those who are living in KL area (Shadira’s is around Bandar Tasik Selatan), and in need of extra help, or even just a post natal massage, here’s where you should go http://www.shadirabeauty.com/index.html
I’m sure they are very affordable.  In fact, maybe they even provide trainings for other possible home makers out there.  I hope their business grows

I small talk to hubby.  He reassured me my dream house will be built in abt 2 years time, if there are no really big financial issue like - retrenchment and economic crisis.

Even though I don’t totally believe him, but I talked it out.

I must tell myself, I MUST make it happen, because I WANT it so much.  I can’t depend on people right?  It’s not that I depend on their money, the house is going to be built out of my savings and my loan anyway.  So what if they won’t let me "rush" it, or won’t let me built it, I’ll just have to find a land and built one. In fact I’ll just give them the tongue :p!

I CHOSE TO BE HAPPY!

Now, (ticking my head), what’s my next plan.  Hmmm, money money money!

Your Depression Level: 44%
You seem to have mild depression.
A lot of people fall into your range, and it’s quite possible you don’t need treatment.
If you’ve been feeling this way for a while, you may want to seek help.

Are You Depressed?

Been feeling a bit down since a week ago.  No motivation.  Hospital placement process is a contributing factor.  Made worse by my <strike>tarnished</strike> delayed dream of my life - living in my own house.

This low feeling is what I think made my immune system went into the drain.  I am now 5 days ill, bacterial infection, on Tab. Augmntin 625mg BD.  Whatever I smell stinks, and the cough is disturbing my sleep.  I don’t feel like going out, and I pity my partner who covers for my duty.

I should think of happy thots, focus on goals that are attainable within this few months.  Maybe that will help forget, and in time accept what has been planned for me.

I’m going home/Kajang this Sunday, and I’m singing this song…

[Crap! tried to embed youtube, but friendster blog doesn't allow.  Maybe I should just shift this whole blog to www.blogger.com]

Chris Daughtry, Home 2006

I’m staring out into the night,
Trying to hide the pain.
I’m going to the place where love
And feeling good don’t ever cost a thing.
And the pain you feel’s a different kind of pain.

Well I’m going home,
Back to the place where I belong,
And where your love has always been enough for me.
I’m not running from.
No, I think you got me all wrong.
I don’t regret this life I chose for me.
But these places and these faces are getting old,
So I’m going home.
Well I’m going home.

The miles are getting longer, it seems,
The closer I get to you.
I’ve not always been the best man or friend for you.
But your love, it makes true.
And I don’t know why.
You always seem to give me another try.

So I’m going home,
Back to the place where I belong,
And where your love has always been enough for me.
I’m not running from.
No, I think you got me all wrong.
I don’t regret this life you chose for me.
But these places and these faces are getting old,
So I’m going home.
I’m going home.

Be careful what you wish for,
‘Cause you just might get it all.
You just might get it all,
And then some you don’t want.
Be careful what you wish for,
‘Cause you just might get it all.
You just might get it all, yeah.

Oh, well I’m going home,
Back to the place where I belong,
And where your love has always been enough for me.
I’m not running from.
No, I think you got me all wrong.
I don’t regret this life you chose for me.
But these places and these faces are getting old.
I said these places and these faces are getting old,
So I’m going home.
I’m going home.

Surfing the web for interesting motivating blogs, and stumbled upon Dr. Azwan’s blog with a very cute article.  Read here.

It reminds me a lot about an article I wrote in another blog (a private one), a recollection of my memories surrounding my family.  I’d like to share one here.  I hope my bro doesn’t mind, but it’s a very cute story indeed.  I think my family will ROTFLOL like crazy reading it because they all knew about it.

I’ll just cut and paste the excerpt…