tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-102256542024-03-08T05:35:16.446+08:00All for Sebastian自读了永乐多斯和三毛的生活篇,才发觉身边的每一个人,是多么的值得去珍惜,生活的每一天,是多么的值得去回味。我写家人,写生活,等到了白头的那一天,回头一望,我这一生所得到的,实在是太多,太多!
<a href="http://lilypie.com"><img src="http://bd.lilypie.com/kkgwp8.png" alt="Lilypie Expecting a baby Ticker" border="0"></a>Unknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger46125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10225654.post-67261344764895018122008-11-18T15:34:00.003+08:002008-11-18T15:39:42.667+08:00Happy Aniversary<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjsH69c3aJIV1RHMNq0fy9l5PCLohKv8IgITT1WlXJho7hUKmsqQWTvVeAMaE1LrKmEtotC09JTOPXN592oUHQT7y5zHcJPbu5MVIxYJU-wzcDaMo706AtNx6oSoqeoKbSBglLxKQ/s1600-h/08112008027.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 312px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjsH69c3aJIV1RHMNq0fy9l5PCLohKv8IgITT1WlXJho7hUKmsqQWTvVeAMaE1LrKmEtotC09JTOPXN592oUHQT7y5zHcJPbu5MVIxYJU-wzcDaMo706AtNx6oSoqeoKbSBglLxKQ/s400/08112008027.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269898584313485010" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Wonderful Tonight</span><br /><br />Its late in the evening<br />Shes wondering what clothes to wear<br />She puts on her make up<br />And brushes her long blonde hair<br />And then she asks me<br />Do I look alright<br />And I say yes, you look wonderful tonight<br /><br />We go to a party<br />And everyone turns to see<br />This beautiful lady<br />Thats walking around with me<br />And then she asks me<br />Do you feel alright<br />And I say yes, I feel wonderful tonight<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">I feel wonderful</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Because I see the love light in your eyes</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">And the wonder of it all</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Is that you just don't realize</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">How much I love you</span><br /><br />Its time to go home now<br />And Ive got an aching head<br />So I give her the car keys<br />She helps me to bed<br />And then I tell her<br />As I turn out the light<br />I say my darling, you were wonderful tonight<br />Oh my darling, you were wonderful tonightUnknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10225654.post-8615824899848203672008-10-28T09:46:00.002+08:002008-10-28T11:30:45.356+08:00You Walked LightlyYou walk lightly into my life<br />Captivating and lovely to my mind,<br />At first, I never cared who you were<br />Now I don't know who I am without you,<br />You kissed me I felt my world change,<br />You held me I heard my heart awaken,<br />You loved me And my soul was born anew<br />You walked lightly into my life<br />Now my heart knows who you are<br />And with every breath<br />And every step I take down lonely roads,<br />Your hand is my staff<br />Your voice is my guide<br />Your strength my shelter<br />Your're passion my awakening<br />You walked lightly into my life,<br />And all my pain You took as your own,<br />And all my fears You cast into the sea,<br />All my doubt Lost in your eyes,<br />You walked lightly into my life<br />And no matter if you choose to stay or go.<br />My life is forever changed,<br />Just because you loved me,<br />For a moment in time.<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">And because I choose</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">To love you</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">For the rest of mine.</span>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10225654.post-12954370161754521232008-10-19T20:38:00.003+08:002008-10-19T20:54:23.627+08:00Simply few words that light up my heartI had a minor cut on my forth finger few days before. It was the finger which I'm wearing my wedding ring.<br /><br />I sent an sms to hubby to tell him about this minor injury, as an excuse for missing him very much but I'm too shy to say. He replied with some caring words which made me felt it could heal me immediately without any medicine.<br /><br />I guess the good man characteristics in hubby already inherited to our son. He asked what happen to my finger? I answered I was too careless. He held my finger gently and blew slowly. And lastly he ensured me it will be ok with no pain.<br /><br />I love these 2 men, they've given me too much. I wish I can do as much as I can to both of them + a new baby in my body, for the rest of my life.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10225654.post-46946196068340984002008-10-19T08:57:00.005+08:002008-10-19T20:38:18.470+08:00I will give up my photography enthusiasmI found my hubby's opinion is absolutely right.<br /><br />Write more later....<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Why see the beautiful scenery thru a 18" LCD instead of using your own eyes?<br /><br /></span>I took this question seriously for months and i found these :<br /><br />Put aside the camera make me see more, hear more & feel more.<br />Put aside the camera make hubby & I have the same pace when enjoying what goes into our eyes.<br />Put aside the camera make me hold hubby's hand more often.<br />Put aside the camera make me have more attention to my kid.<br /><br />I love my camera very much, it was a Xmas present given by hubby.<br />I'll still snap, but the enthusiasm that took away too much of precious treasure from me, will not be there anymore.<br /><br />Bye and take care.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10225654.post-22973333877635980292008-09-09T16:37:00.003+08:002008-09-09T16:45:01.035+08:00Sunway PiramidSebastian : Mommy I wanna go Sunway Piramid.<br />Mommy : Why u wanna go Sunway Piramid?<br />Sebastian : To see<span style="font-weight: bold;"> Lion </span> ar.....<br />Mommy : Where is the lion?<br />Sebastian : Outside ar.....<br />Mommy : Where?<br />Sebastian : 梳子头啊。。。。<br /><br />I laughed like mad! oh......狮子头!Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10225654.post-3973270163819330022008-09-09T16:34:00.003+08:002008-09-09T16:37:37.769+08:00I love you mommy......Sebastian always got scolded from the father, for playing toys on our bed.<br />Whenever he got scolded, he will come to me & says 'Mommy I love you........'<br />Heart melted? The following is his main objective :<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">'I don't want love daddy!'</span><br />ha! ha! ha!Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10225654.post-31835721206690664022008-08-21T12:45:00.002+08:002008-08-21T12:57:31.940+08:00Kid's talkHe sings :<br /><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);">Twinkle twinkle little star</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);">How i wonder what you are</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);">Up above the world so high</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);">Like a </span><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);">TIGER</span><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"> in the sky<br /><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">He tries to help:</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-style: italic;">Mommy! Why you don't sleep with me in my room.</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Your room is dirty, have to change bed sheet.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-style: italic;">Change la.</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">I have to go work, come back then change.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-style: italic;">I no school today, I change bed sheet. </span><span style="font-style: italic;"><br /><br /></span></span></span><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">He expresses his feelings</span></span><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">:<br /><span style="font-style: italic;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"> I can play boat, I'm so HAPPY :)</span><br /><br /><br /></span></span></span>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10225654.post-10777970044540846772008-06-05T17:12:00.001+08:002008-06-05T17:17:24.921+08:00无奈<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQZWQFqOB3SiSjjgBouRyYzBZAdpdxJfF83OjNuEroo99EgWTBa3NUHyz8i15_UtADWZRegxM47QVji8Cs14lM5Da6J_qvenYlPzbV5YwHhaHLd9Q3rbBSNdTSBkP0THiwhkWgsQ/s1600-h/IMG_5302.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQZWQFqOB3SiSjjgBouRyYzBZAdpdxJfF83OjNuEroo99EgWTBa3NUHyz8i15_UtADWZRegxM47QVji8Cs14lM5Da6J_qvenYlPzbV5YwHhaHLd9Q3rbBSNdTSBkP0THiwhkWgsQ/s400/IMG_5302.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208323996470495346" /></a>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10225654.post-20854471093943810652008-05-12T09:49:00.003+08:002008-05-12T15:41:04.881+08:00Hong Kong<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhr4w8W7OKdgcgJveQbk_vYfiQuEOvaxWb7hyuk-wJltQWwoVWHQxHQ5uUm5k9LkQepHNtbvNuogxr_rWUcGu4gPBAVFWvXLY69OBa3wcdJXRwYMk09U3-WgLMPxLJd_QLxn2Zmfw/s1600-h/hongkong08-1.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhr4w8W7OKdgcgJveQbk_vYfiQuEOvaxWb7hyuk-wJltQWwoVWHQxHQ5uUm5k9LkQepHNtbvNuogxr_rWUcGu4gPBAVFWvXLY69OBa3wcdJXRwYMk09U3-WgLMPxLJd_QLxn2Zmfw/s400/hongkong08-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199307168527207362" border="0" /></a><br />Click on the picture to enlarge.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10225654.post-42069492709007005982008-05-07T14:57:00.003+08:002008-05-07T15:14:30.540+08:00幸运<span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:130%;" >想不起五秒之前的事,越来越频密,是时候吃药了。。。。。。</span><span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" ><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:180%;" >幸运</span></span><span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:130%;" >的背后, 也有不</span><span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" ><span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:180%;" >幸运</span></span><span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:130%;" >的时候, 公平啊!</span>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10225654.post-4238928453827760332008-02-29T10:29:00.001+08:002008-02-29T10:33:57.147+08:00Optimistic<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBAvbkGcJDi8YJFOg9pk8aegYkmVcLcCeoGq6GmWDJc3pHreuKXpsFgsm1Qae9m7pdOg6lC7viK6eQ0mh_HM1R_bAyCuNcWggDzX2Vg1Z92j2GH6cx6w3vVJU6TpyyUF_Oz-fbrQ/s1600-h/window.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBAvbkGcJDi8YJFOg9pk8aegYkmVcLcCeoGq6GmWDJc3pHreuKXpsFgsm1Qae9m7pdOg6lC7viK6eQ0mh_HM1R_bAyCuNcWggDzX2Vg1Z92j2GH6cx6w3vVJU6TpyyUF_Oz-fbrQ/s400/window.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172224782941272002" border="0" /></a>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10225654.post-29338176882169155172008-01-04T14:10:00.000+08:002008-01-04T14:13:52.340+08:00Decorated Pumpkins<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiviyAqnTBuwBmdRnjHAfq6PKJ30DIvRBZPVX0Ehy7Ie6FUVHrvJztPtzVErm5Y31KTIUDGWkLKuG9hwXLDH7dvp4MIhdU7EhjLi5m0oHwyEWtgYD8z0Xth_RbSRthDGxa8ixo9_A/s1600-h/17122007.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiviyAqnTBuwBmdRnjHAfq6PKJ30DIvRBZPVX0Ehy7Ie6FUVHrvJztPtzVErm5Y31KTIUDGWkLKuG9hwXLDH7dvp4MIhdU7EhjLi5m0oHwyEWtgYD8z0Xth_RbSRthDGxa8ixo9_A/s400/17122007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151500468180117682" border="0" /></a><br />Sebastian found this in the super market.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10225654.post-88546628584600240572007-12-27T13:38:00.000+08:002007-12-27T13:46:35.708+08:00Merry Xmas & Happy New YearDreams come true! Dreams come true!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTiwq6kWBbY8Ms207qW82amBi5WcN6ov7qqfzN3kE3KNfz3PI0d9Zx-bB5_ewc_7q3LltUD4wO3qrizzgiajOLgzoDs7799yrFU0669TXvrpbvvvovnb8YjQCxhyphenhyphentPNP-W7-mjpg/s1600-h/IMG_7291.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTiwq6kWBbY8Ms207qW82amBi5WcN6ov7qqfzN3kE3KNfz3PI0d9Zx-bB5_ewc_7q3LltUD4wO3qrizzgiajOLgzoDs7799yrFU0669TXvrpbvvvovnb8YjQCxhyphenhyphentPNP-W7-mjpg/s400/IMG_7291.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148524700089084050" border="0" /></a><br /><p> </p><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvzCiGjSIB3o_wb18mBnQJo9PAZSe9x547OPL-0gCkzMfHyIt2r9KbWffeg4YaO5kCpu_2lvgAqO69OmrnVY0pGXpnG5mkG09DfcKIn1u2lPAvkpffUiyWjwacJBSF83FM0Z7nhQ/s1600-h/IMG_7295.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvzCiGjSIB3o_wb18mBnQJo9PAZSe9x547OPL-0gCkzMfHyIt2r9KbWffeg4YaO5kCpu_2lvgAqO69OmrnVY0pGXpnG5mkG09DfcKIn1u2lPAvkpffUiyWjwacJBSF83FM0Z7nhQ/s400/IMG_7295.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148524708679018658" border="0" /></a>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10225654.post-18107570940032338562007-11-09T15:38:00.000+08:002007-11-09T16:36:46.845+08:00I Miss You......Oct 2007 @ Marina Bay, Singapore<br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/61163922@N00/1930064127/" title="Photo Sharing"><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2418/1930064127_2a24f068e6.jpg" width="500" height="375" alt="IMG_5952" /></a><br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/61163922@N00/1930064137/" title="Photo Sharing"><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2327/1930064137_d3dc224034.jpg" width="500" height="375" alt="IMG_6034" /></a><br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/61163922@N00/1930064115/" title="Photo Sharing"><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2323/1930064115_e50b6bab25.jpg" width="500" height="375" alt="IMG_6028" /></a>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10225654.post-5084770365791769322007-11-06T13:53:00.000+08:002007-11-06T14:14:13.906+08:00An Intro About Myself<a href="http://kokwai.blogspot.com/">KW</a> popped me a question suddenly:<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" >What's your hobby?</span><br /><br />It reminded me of the young school days when the teacher asked us to line up beside her desk and tell her what was our hobby and ambition.<br /><br /><span>I thought for awhile and gave him the following:</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);">i dun read often, but i do pick up good articles sometimes</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);">i dun walk through the whole world, but i will pick few places to enjoy the culture gap</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);">i dun do gardening, but i love my house facing a green peace land</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);">i dun do cooking, but i make tasty spagetti for someone i love in sunday morning</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);">i dun chat on phone, but i exchange words with my buddies in MSN</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);">i dun quarrel, but i wish my frens dun give me bad comments</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);">i'm not kiasu, but i will call up my frens when i see diapers on sale in hypermarket</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);">i'm not kiasee, but i'm not the one screaming on the Solero Shocks</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);">i'm not picky, but i do mix only with true real frens</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);">i dun do photography, but i always remember nice things i've seen</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);">i dun have an SLR, but i see things beautifully</span><br /><br /><span>And this is the best one..........<br /><br /></span><span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;">Me is me, why you so Gey Po Chee??!!</span></span><br /><br /></span><span>wah ka ka, dun scold me. This is me!</span><br /></span>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10225654.post-12827441376078275682007-06-26T10:56:00.000+08:002007-11-06T13:52:57.323+08:00Riding Horse<a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/sansan.0303/AllForSebastian/photo?authkey=0DM3Zgl7ARw#5067606903004661650"><img src="http://lh6.google.com/image/sansan.0303/RlPBoQLpB5I/AAAAAAAAAAY/HQFGmiVnqdA/s800/horse.jpg" /></a>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10225654.post-1172341483118850302007-02-25T02:13:00.000+08:002007-02-25T14:35:50.393+08:00Digital ScrapbookingThanks <a href="http://www.jazzmint.net/blog/">jazzmint</a> for her scrapbooking tutorial. dol dol ji gao ! :p<br /><br /><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7390/780/1600/179383/CNY2007.jpg"><img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7390/780/400/410562/CNY2007.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7390/780/1600/697109/CNY2007.jpg"></a>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10225654.post-1133402203087954832005-12-01T09:40:00.000+08:002005-12-01T09:56:43.106+08:001, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, TEAR!Before Sebastian's bed time, I decided to read his Numbers Cards together with him. <strike>So that he will get bored very fast and knock off :p </strike><br /><br />Mommy : 'ONE !'<br /><br />Sebastian : '......................' *stared at the card*<br /><br />Mommy : 'TWO !'<br /><br />Sebastian : '......................' *stared at the card*<br /><br />Mommy : 'THREE !'<br /><br />Sebastian : '......................' *stared at the card*<br /><br />Mommy : 'FOUR !'<br /><br />Sebastian : 'TEAR!' <br /><br />Mommy : '.............................'<br /><br />Sebastian : 'TEAR!'<br /><br />Mommy : 'Har?'<br /><br />Sebastian : 'TEAR!'<br /><br />Mommy : 'Oh TEN ! Not yet, not yet! '<br /><br />Mommy : 'FIVE !'<br /><br />Sebastian : 'TEAR!'<br /><br />Mommy : 'SIX !'<br /><br />Sebastian : 'TEAR!'<br /><br />Mommy : 'SEVEN !'<br /><br />Sebastian : 'TEAR!'<br /><br />Mommy : ' Not yet TEN lar!'<br /><br />Sebastian : 'TEAR!'<br /><br />Mommy : 'Ok lar! EIGHT, NINE, TEN !'<br /><br />Sebastian : 'TEAR!' *And messed up all the card like playing mah jiong*Unknownnoreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10225654.post-1132017541464333542005-11-15T09:08:00.000+08:002005-11-15T09:19:01.486+08:00Do not promise if you not sure you can do itI was already Zzzzzzzz when hubby came back last night. He walked to the bed side and told me to wake him up at 7am in the next morning. My eyes was half opened, 'ok!'<br />This morning, after feeding Sebatian at 7am, i still slumber going down stairs, had breakfast, iron hubby's pants....<br />At 8am, as usual, wake hubby up. He was too tired and asked me to give him another wake up call after 5 mins. I said, 'ok!'<br />After 5 mins, hubby woke up and look at the clock, 'Oh shit! 8+! I have a meeting this morning!'<br />Alamak............I totally forgot about that! Seems like an alarm clock is more reliable than a busy + forgetful lady :pUnknownnoreply@blogger.com17tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10225654.post-1130310364206267432005-10-26T15:03:00.000+08:002005-10-26T15:06:04.216+08:00Macaroni & Cheese Recipe6 cups water<br />1 1/3 cups elbow macaroni<br />4 ounces Velveeta cheese<br />1/2 cup shredded cheddar cheese<br />2 tablespoons whole milk<br />1/4 teaspoon salt<br /><br />Bring water to a boil over high heat in a medium saucepan. Add elbow macaroni<br />to the water and cook it for 10 to 12 minutes or until tender, stirring occasionally.<br />While the macaroni is boiling, prepare the cheese sauce by combining the remaining<br />ingredients in a small saucepan over low heat. Stir often as the cheese melts into a<br />smooth consistency. When the macaroni is done, strain it and then pour it back into<br />the same pan, without the water.Add the cheese sauce to the pan and stir gently until<br />the macaroni is well-coated with the cheese. Serve immediately while hot.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10225654.post-1128677726190766242005-10-07T17:34:00.000+08:002005-10-07T17:45:15.983+08:00BALI ~ the wound never had chance to recover<span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"><a title="Photo Sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/61163922@N00/50176675/"><img height="375" alt="P1100005" src="http://static.flickr.com/33/50176675_43d8fc8eb4.jpg" width="500" /></a></span><br /><em><span style="font-size:85%;">I captured this picture when looking into the beautiful sky in BALI ~ 31 August 2005<br /></span></em><br /><span ><strong>the last incident.......<br /></strong>".......people cried and screamed on the street........broken hands and legs found everywhere....."<br />".......the hospital was full of injured people..."<br />".......the flights departed every 5 mins, everyone wanted to leave..."<br />".......the street was dark.....for about a week..."<br />".......no one walked on the street.........the beautiful island was dead..."<br />".......all hotels shut down...........all of us were jobless..."<br />".......we had to go back to our home town; we had no more income..."<br /><br /><br /></span><span ><strong>today.......<br /></strong>"......why do this to us again.........." </span>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10225654.post-1120794731804169162005-07-08T11:39:00.000+08:002005-08-11T09:03:20.106+08:00Parent's EnglishFIL = Father in law<br />MIL = Mother in law<br />Joanne = my colleague's name<br /><br /><em>*Sebastian crawling on the floor*</em><br /><br />FIL, 'See! Joanne! Joanne!' <em>*pointing to the floor*</em><br /><br /><em>*Sebastian stares at the floor* </em><br /><br />FIL, 'Ah you see! Joanne! Joanne!'<br /><br />Sebastian's mommy, 'What is this 'Joanne'?'<br /><br />MIL, 'Neh, 'ANT' loh, ma yee ah (ant in mandarin)'<br /><br />Sebastian's mommy LOL, 'Har? Ant = Joanne?'<br /><br />MIL, 'The sound 'N' same mah.'<br /><br />Sebastian's mommy, 'Oh...........'<br /><br />FIL, 'Where is Joanne? Joanne?'<br /><br />MIL, 'Joanne in mommy offit lar!'<br /><br />Sebastian's mommy LOL, 'Ha!!!! Ha!!!! '<br /><br /><br /><strong><span style="color:#ff0000;">My FIL's English : </span></strong><br />Internet ~ dog com dog my<br /><br /><strong><span style="color:#ff0000;">My MIL's English :</span><br /></strong>Mid Velly ~ Mid Belly<br />Elmo ~ Eye Mo<br />Jaya Jusco ~ Ya Ya Just Go!<br />Tweety Bird ~ Cuci Bird<br />Rabbit ~ Rabbish! (ish!)<br /><br /><strong><span style="color:#cc0000;"><span style="color:#ff0000;">My Mother's English :</span> </span></strong><br />Sebastian ~ Si Mi Beh Dan?? (What cannot wait?- Hokkien)<br /><br /><strong><span style="color:#cc0000;"><span style="color:#ff0000;">My Father's English :</span><br /></span></strong>AVON ~ A1 (Ayam Brand)<br /><br />Sometimes not only kids bring us fun, the elderly too!Unknownnoreply@blogger.com12tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10225654.post-1120094971601479532005-06-30T09:21:00.000+08:002005-06-30T09:49:29.580+08:00EBM stock count<a href="http://lzbone.blogspot.com/2005/06/frozen-ebm.html">Lazy Bone</a> & <a href="http://msau.blogspot.com">msau</a> were doing thier EBM stock count recently, I also join the crowd!<br />All EBM is stored in <a href="http://msau.blogspot.com/2005/06/ice-cream-batang.html">ais-krim malaysia </a>container, each stick contains 3oz of EBM.<br /><br /><em>remark : EBM = expressed breast milk</em><br /><br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/61163922@N00/22493798/" title="Photo Sharing"><img src="http://photos17.flickr.com/22493798_8b1c6e61ed.jpg" width="500" height="341" alt="ebm" /></a><br /><br /><strong>Expired EBM</strong><br />30 x 3oz = 90oz<br />---------------<br />Total 90oz<br />---------------<br /><strong>April EBM</strong><br />15 x 3oz = 45oz<br /><br /><strong>May EBM</strong><br />15 x 3oz = 45oz<br /><br /><strong>June EBM</strong><br />30 x 3oz = 90oz<br />---------------<br />Total 180oz<br />---------------<br />Grand Total 270oz<br />===============<br /><br />I give Sebastian freshly expressed milk everyday, chilled in the fridge. I give him 1 stick (3oz) of frozen milk everyday and reserve 3oz of the fresh milk to go to the freezer. April and May stock is really little cuz that time i thought my EBM stock was too much, it reached 150 x 3oz = 450 oz, it occupied all the space in the freezer. So i also relex lar, didn't plan the stock lar, after that realised a lot of EBM already expired, so quickly build up the stock again. So June stock increases. <br /><br />I am so proud to be a nursing mom, being able to give our precious baby the best food. Thanks <a href="http://www.mymomsbest.com">MMB</a>, thanks to my sifu, Sathiya, thanks to everyone who helped me, and walked along with me in this wonderful journey.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com13tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10225654.post-1119938263461607142005-06-28T13:55:00.000+08:002005-06-28T13:58:52.570+08:00Test your EnglishGot to know this test from <a href="http://www.mariahlc.blogspot.com">twinsmom</a><br /><br /><TABLE cellPadding=20 align=center><br /><TBODY><br /><TR><br /><TD align=middle><FONT size=5><B>Advanced</B></FONT><BR>You scored 85% Beginner, 85% Intermediate, 93% Advanced, and 60% Expert! </TD></TR><br /><TR><br /><TD>You have an extremely good understanding of beginner, intermediate, and advanced level commonly confused English words, getting at least 75% of each of these three levels' questions correct. This is an <B>exceptional</B> score. Remember, these are <I>commonly confused</I> English words, which means most people don't use them properly. You got an extremely respectable score. <br /><P>Thank you so much for taking my test. I hope you enjoyed it! </P><br /><P>For the complete Answer Key, visit my blog: http://shortredhead78.blogspot.com/. </P></TD></TR><br /><TR><br /><TD align=middle></TD></TR></TBODY></TABLE><BR><BR><BR><br /><TABLE cellPadding=20><br /><TBODY><br /><TR><br /><TD><SPAN id=comparisonarea>My test tracked 4 variables How you compared to other people <I>your age and gender</I>:<br /><BLOCKQUOTE><br /><TABLE cellSpacing=4 cellPadding=0 border=0><br /><TBODY><br /><TR><br /><TD vAlign=center><br /><TABLE cellSpacing=1 cellPadding=0 bgColor=black border=0><br /><TBODY><br /><TR><br /><TD width=20 bgColor=#b2cfff height=20><A href="http://www.okcupid.com/"><IMG alt="free online dating" src="http://is2.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" border=0></A></TD><br /><TD width=130 bgColor=white><A href="http://www.okcupid.com/"><IMG alt="free online dating" src="http://is2.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" border=0></A></TD></TR></TBODY></TABLE></TD><br /><TD vAlign=center>You scored higher than <B>13%</B> on <B>Beginner</B></TD></TR><br /><TR><br /><TD vAlign=center><br /><TABLE cellSpacing=1 cellPadding=0 bgColor=black border=0><br /><TBODY><br /><TR><br /><TD width=15 bgColor=#b2cfff height=20><A href="http://www.okcupid.com/"><IMG alt="free online dating" src="http://is2.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" border=0></A></TD><br /><TD width=135 bgColor=white><A href="http://www.okcupid.com/"><IMG alt="free online dating" src="http://is2.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" border=0></A></TD></TR></TBODY></TABLE></TD><br /><TD vAlign=center>You scored higher than <B>10%</B> on <B>Intermediate</B></TD></TR><br /><TR><br /><TD vAlign=center><br /><TABLE cellSpacing=1 cellPadding=0 bgColor=black border=0><br /><TBODY><br /><TR><br /><TD width=68 bgColor=#b2cfff height=20><A href="http://www.okcupid.com/"><IMG alt="free online dating" src="http://is2.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" border=0></A></TD><br /><TD width=82 bgColor=white><A href="http://www.okcupid.com/"><IMG alt="free online dating" src="http://is2.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" border=0></A></TD></TR></TBODY></TABLE></TD><br /><TD vAlign=center>You scored higher than <B>45%</B> on <B>Advanced</B></TD></TR><br /><TR><br /><TD vAlign=center><br /><TABLE cellSpacing=1 cellPadding=0 bgColor=black border=0><br /><TBODY><br /><TR><br /><TD width=17 bgColor=#b2cfff height=20><A href="http://www.okcupid.com/"><IMG alt="free online dating" src="http://is2.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" border=0></A></TD><br /><TD width=133 bgColor=white><A href="http://www.okcupid.com/"><IMG alt="free online dating" src="http://is2.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" border=0></A></TD></TR></TBODY></TABLE></TD><br /><TD vAlign=center>You scored higher than <B>11%</B> on <B>Expert</B></TD></TR></TBODY></TABLE></BLOCKQUOTE></SPAN></TD></TR></TBODY></TABLE><table cellpadding=20><tr><td>Link: <a href='http://www.okcupid.com/tests/take?testid=14457200288064322170'>The Commonly Confused Words Test</a> written by <a href='http://www.okcupid.com/profile?tuid=577245280159428717'>shortredhead78</a> on <a href='http://www.okcupid.com'>Ok Cupid</a></td></tr></table>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10225654.post-1119610060270897142005-06-24T18:17:00.000+08:002005-06-24T18:53:21.160+08:00My Wish List<span style="color:#000000;">I wish to buy 3 things :<br />1. A watch<br />2. A small note book<br />3. A 2oz milk bottle<br /></span><br /><span style="color:#3366ff;">A watch<br /></span>Next week is Sebastian's daddy's birthday. The watch which he is wearing is 'incomplete', the number '9' is missing and the minutes needle is 'crooked'. I wish to give him a watch as birthday present!<br /><br /><span style="color:#3366ff;">A small note book</span><br />I have a colleague who writes important information on any paper, but at the corner. After writing it he will tear the corner of the paper then put into his pocket. Imagine if one day he forget to take out his 'important info' before he does laundry, that's it! I wish to give him a small note book so that he can write in 'more secured place'!<br /><br /><span style="color:#3366ff;">A 2oz milk bottle</span><br />I have a friend who just gave birth to her lovely baby. She is trying very hard to breastfeed her baby. But everytime she comes out from nursing room, she shows a sour face. The amount of expressed breast milk is just enough to cover the bottom of the big milk bottle. I wish to give her a 2oz milk bottle, to see her smile when having the bottle half full or even more!Unknownnoreply@blogger.com5