Looking for Who, What??

When my husband realised (through a conversation with a client who drives the same car as my parents) that there was a technical problem with a certain batch of cars, he immediately called the motor company to clarify. Not that our car was in the same defected batch, but we had encountered similar problems that sounded alarm bells. In any case, the salesperson who had sold us the car was most unhelpful (I hate salespeople who have no aftersales service and avoid problem calls). I so regret recommending a friend to purchase her car from this particular person.

Anyway, after being routed from one department to another, RT finally got help from this ang mo named Matthias. So Matthias expedited our case after saying that, yes, it posed a safety problem (which everyone else did not admit) and scheduled for a check the very next morning.

Ok, this is really the reason for this post:

RT went into the motor company and told the receptionist that he was looking for Matthias.

She said "ok" and took him around the office, asking people (what RT thought) where Matthias could be found. After walking around a fair bit, she turned to my husband and said, "Sir, if you want to change your tyres, you will still need to talk to a sales person." To which RT said, " I am looking for MR MATTHIAS, not MY TYRES!""Ohhhhhh!" came the reply. (I bet she must have felt so stupid)

When RT related this to me, I couldn't stop laughing and asked him, "You didn't laugh ah?"

"So angry already how to laugh!" was his reply.

So funny how can don't laugh? Each time I think of it, I break out into laughter leh!

A Bedful of...

....everything a 15 month old can fill it with.

Kieran's not been feeling well recently, so he has been sleeping on our bed with us. (Actually sometimes Daddy sleeps on Kieran's bed).

Anyway, our bed is now infused with milk, medicince, urine and mucus. I have decided to leave it be and just sun the mattress protector the next time the sun is out in full force.

Once you have kids, I think you learn to live with such things.

My husband is going to have to start learning to live with shoe prints, food crumbs and other stains in his car soon. Right now, his car is in tip top clean condition. (it's a guy thing is it ah?). When he is away on work trips and the car is at my disposal, I get chided for the bird poop on the car and the leaves that i bring into the mat on the car!

We'll see what happens in a few weeks when number 2 comes along.

34th Week Update

Just had my 34 week update today.

I've put on 300g in 2 weeks, but someone has outdone me! The baby has put on 500g and now weighs 2.3kg, The last check 2 weeks ago, she was 1.88kg. I did a check and kieran was about the same weight at the same time. But this one is girl you know, how come so big?

Anyway, the blood test results for Protein S is low, so I'm likely to have to start jabbing again at 36 weeks. Am so NOT looking forward to that.

A Good Two Years.

An hour after I stepped into the office today, my handphone rang, and the conversation went something like this:

Caller: Hello, is this Adeline?

Me: Yes.

Caller: I am calling from the parcel company ah, just want to check on your address, is it xxxxxxxxx?

Me: Sorry, but where are you calling from again?

Caller: Oh, I am delivering a parcel, so you will be in the office?

Me: Yes, yes.

And 3 hours later, I received a bouquet of roses from my beloved husband with a note wishing me Happy Anniversary.

And just like that, we have been married for two years. Time really flies.

It's been a great 2 years I've had with Ron. He's been everything I expected him to be and more.

So to my wonderful husband, thank you for accepting me as I am, and always being there for me, especially in the difficult times. I will always love and cherish you. Here's looking forward to many many more anniversaries with you.

SuperGlue

My husband is finally back from his 2 week long work trip. Too long, too long! It's not fun having the husband away for such a long period of time.

During his 2 weeks away from home, Kieran had the luxury with sleeping with me on our bed. Comfortable enough for a 7 month pregnant lady and a14 month old with the capability of turning 360 degrees while sleeping.

So when Ron returned, Kieran had to go back to his bed (which is just beside ours, but slightly lower in height). Here's what happened in the nights that followed:

Night 1
He got up the moment I transferred him to his bed and climbed back onto our bed. So I put let him fall asleep again on our bed and transferred him again when he was in much deeper sleep. Nevertheless, he got up again sometime in the wee hours and was back in our bed.

Night 2
He fell asleep on our bed, and didn't get up when transferred back to his. However, I woke up at around 2plus in the mornning (I didn't quite check the clock but based on how much sleep I felt I got, I reckoned it was 2 ish in the morning) to find him sleeping next to be at the edge of the bed! He had somehow managed to find his way onto our bed.

Night 3
Successfully transferred him to his bed when he fell asleep. Nevertheless, he woke up again at about 5 plus to climb back up on our bed.

So the past few nights have been pretty disruptive for my well needed rest (not that I get much of it from the constant peeing anyway), but .... so cute right? To wake up and find your 14 month old asleep right next to you. :)

Kieran's been pretty attached to me of late, but I'm not complaining. It's a nice feeling to be wanted. So like my help says, "Miss, you have 3 superglue. Kieran is the number one superglue, Jamie is number two and Barkley is number 3" (the latter two being my Golden Retriever and my Shih Tzu). Seriously, they have all really become like superglue.

Here's my number one superglue...

Kieran's Advance Birthday Present

From Aunty Linda and Aunty Lynette. A tad too early, but who cares? The present is extremely timely for our coming trip to Kuantan....

Swimming attire with matching slippers! And because this was picked by Aunty Linda, the suit has excellent UV Protection - UPF 50+!!!!!!

Tees and berms! Very beach wear..... Erm, we're actually heading to Kuantan for my cousin's wedding, but I'm assuming we will be spending some time at the beaches that many have claimed are beautiful.

Oh, they didn't forget a shirt for the wedding dinner!

Of Upgrades and Language

It's that rare time when that old friend comes back from UK.

So we had a dinner gathering at my place last night, just a few of us, to meet up and to celebrate his birthday as well.

As usual, we updated each other on the happenings in our lives, as well as reminisced on the past. Except that this time, the latter included me digging out our VJC year book to do a "Spot the Person" game. Of course, we had to get Mike and RT to do that, since they were the only ones who weren't from the class, and could unbiasedly pick out the before and after pictures.

And of course, to unbiasedly comment if this particular person was p.r.e.t.t.y.

Hmmm. We all pretty much looked the same, you know. I mean, you would easily spot us in a picture dated 15 years back. But this particular one, Lin and I just couldn't do it,. Neither could Mike. RT took awhile, and then decided to spot by lip shape, which he did successfully.

The transformation was a.m.a.z.i.n.g.

The power of u.p.g.r.a.d.i.n.g

But I somehow don't seem to be able to get that drastic upgrade effect. Why ah?

Ok, so much for upgrading. We went on to talk about the much debated mother tongue issue. Funnily, 80% of the population in Singapore are mandarin speaking, leaving only 20% more proficient in English.

Then again, as Lennon remarked, "We are really neither here nor there. Our English sucks, and so does our Mandarin. No one in UK understood me when I first arrived, and neither could my Taiwanese friends understand my mandarin".

Once in the lecture, the lecturer announced the cancellation of the afternoon session. To confirm this, Lennon turned to the guy next to him, a Brit and here was the conversation:

Lennon: So in the afternoon we got nothing?

Brit: Huh???

Lennon thinks for a while and goes, "So we have the afternoon off, don't we?"

Brit: Oh yeah!

Yet another incident...

Lennon: Hey, if you're going to town, can I follow your car?

Brit: Why do you want to follow my car? Do you need a lift???

Our English can be so bad, really. Not to mention the very common "nowSadays", "Can you BORROW ME your pen?" and I recently found out "Melbum" is really part of Australia.

Can anyone tell me where the "M" is in the spelling ogf Melbourne???

Oh, I was contemplating doing a "Scan and Tag" of that yearbook picture.

That person is bloody lucky my scanner is the type that can only scan sheets of paper, not the copier type scanner.