Just The 3 Of Us
It's been 3 days since my whole family bar my wife and myself left for Jakarta for a vacation. My wife and myself couldn't join them as February and March are usually a torturous time for us who work in the accounting line. So for those aspiring accountants out there, you would do well to take note of this. The company's year end accounts closing is just around the corner and the situation here is like an ant community hustling and bustling to prepare for the upcoming winter. Yeap.. that's year end closing for you.
With my parents being away from home this last couple of days, my darling Insyirah has been left at home with the maids. And unfortunately, she is very aware of the absence of her Nanny (my mother) and grandfather. I think she misses them already. Probably realised after a couple of days that some important people in her life was missing. Yesterday, as my wife and I were getting ready to go to work, she refused to let go of her mum. It's the first time that I've noticed her to behave in such a way. It was a good thing that my in-laws were kind enough to extend their weekend visit for another day. At least we were assured that she would be in the best of hands. She wasn't in the best of moods yesterday though. But I've been told that just like her daddy, she suffers from the occasional Monday blues too.
There has been no news from any of my family members since their last message on Saturday, informing us of their safe arrival. Probably lost in the whole excitement of vacationing and shopping. Terasa gak hati aku yang terover sensitif ni kekadang... tsskk.. oh well, when there's so much to see and do, it is easy to get lost in it all. At least my wife and I have the whole house to ourselves. Hmmm... and how very rarely do we get that chance.
Maybe I should take them out to dinner tonight. Been a while since I last took my wife out on a date. Of course, Insyirah will tag along. :-)
Tuesday, March 14, 2006
Tuesday, March 07, 2006
The Birthday Girls!
The Birthday Girls!
My sister and her daughter Hannah celebrates their birthdays on the 4th and 6th March respectively. Time flew by like no one’s business, and before you knew it, Hannah is already a year old. A year old… unbelievable. It felt like only yesterday when the whole family was dining out in celebration of my sister’s birthday, which was exactly a year ago. We had the dinner before the day Hannah was born. My sister was in a super-advanced stage of her pregnancy by that time, and Hannah was due at any moment. I guess she wanted to wait for her mummy to celebrate her birthday before announcing her own big arrival.
Happy Birthday Girls!
Hannah has been a rather handful to handle these days, and she is not without her own bag of mischief. My mother likes to compare Hannah to my sister when she was her age; very active and mischievous. Recently, she’s learnt to play peek-a-boo. I have to say, she does it very well. I happen to be lucky to be able to capture my game of peek-a-boo with her on my video cam recently. The adorable thing is that she knows that she has to be in a hiding position first before jumping out to surprise her subject.
Getting into position...
Pausing for best effect... wait for it... andd..
Chakkk!! You can see how seriously she takes this whole peek-a-boo business.. hehe..
And while we're still on the subject of birthdays, Insyirah will be 7 months old tomorrow! Happy 7 month old sayang!
7 months tomorrow!
These images are the reason why parents like myself keep wanting to leave the office at 5pm sharp. Oh well, you parents out there will understand...
Here's to a good week ahead.
My sister and her daughter Hannah celebrates their birthdays on the 4th and 6th March respectively. Time flew by like no one’s business, and before you knew it, Hannah is already a year old. A year old… unbelievable. It felt like only yesterday when the whole family was dining out in celebration of my sister’s birthday, which was exactly a year ago. We had the dinner before the day Hannah was born. My sister was in a super-advanced stage of her pregnancy by that time, and Hannah was due at any moment. I guess she wanted to wait for her mummy to celebrate her birthday before announcing her own big arrival.
Happy Birthday Girls!
Hannah has been a rather handful to handle these days, and she is not without her own bag of mischief. My mother likes to compare Hannah to my sister when she was her age; very active and mischievous. Recently, she’s learnt to play peek-a-boo. I have to say, she does it very well. I happen to be lucky to be able to capture my game of peek-a-boo with her on my video cam recently. The adorable thing is that she knows that she has to be in a hiding position first before jumping out to surprise her subject.
Getting into position...
Pausing for best effect... wait for it... andd..
Chakkk!! You can see how seriously she takes this whole peek-a-boo business.. hehe..
And while we're still on the subject of birthdays, Insyirah will be 7 months old tomorrow! Happy 7 month old sayang!
7 months tomorrow!
These images are the reason why parents like myself keep wanting to leave the office at 5pm sharp. Oh well, you parents out there will understand...
Here's to a good week ahead.
Thursday, March 02, 2006
*Sigh*
*Sigh*
The day didn’t start very well for me today. I woke up today feeling lousier than when I went to bed last night, which says a lot because I didn’t feel that great either last night. I had been in Singapore for a stock take exercise from Monday, and having arrived in KL yesterday afternoon, I came straight to the office for quite a bit of unfinished business. After a day of climbing up oil tanks and walking around the oil terminal, I felt like I could do with an extra day off work. Yeah I know… what a sissy.
Work is murder of late, or at least it seems until I’m sharp enough to change the situation. I always blame myself for the circumstances that I’m in. That’s probably due to my own nature that I somehow feel I have the power to change most of the circumstances that I get myself into. As a result in the event that I don’t, I get depressed too easily. And when I feel that people are upset with me for my lack of sensitivity or sharpness to read the situation, the feeling is even worse.
My feelings is sometimes a complicated web of emotions and reasons. Sometimes I get too tired to reason things out, and I just resign to forget about the whole matter. Don’t get me wrong. I just forget about the confrontational part. I just need the gist of the argument. Just tell me what I need to know, slam-wham-bam, and I’ll get it done. I hate confrontations, and I don’t like to get into arguments. Sometimes we get ourselves dragged into long arguments and confrontations that most of the times we find ourselves forgetting what all the fuss is about in the first place. And chances are by that time, you might have said the things you’ll be sorry for later. So to make sure that I don’t end up doing much damage, I try to minimise the argument time to a certain limit. 5, 10 minutes maybe. Don’t prolong it... but I’m guilty of overdrive too sometimes. And I hate it when I do that.
I tend to shut things I don’t like out, and I choose to live with the rosy parts of life. Maybe it’s my way of looking at things from the bright side of life. Some people probably do not get that about me, and I usually get branded insensitive as a result. Maybe there’s some truth in that anyway. Many rights can’t make a wrong, right? I don’t know. And in typical me fashion, most of the time I don’t care...
I am just sorry for the way I am. I’ll try to get things right.
The day didn’t start very well for me today. I woke up today feeling lousier than when I went to bed last night, which says a lot because I didn’t feel that great either last night. I had been in Singapore for a stock take exercise from Monday, and having arrived in KL yesterday afternoon, I came straight to the office for quite a bit of unfinished business. After a day of climbing up oil tanks and walking around the oil terminal, I felt like I could do with an extra day off work. Yeah I know… what a sissy.
Work is murder of late, or at least it seems until I’m sharp enough to change the situation. I always blame myself for the circumstances that I’m in. That’s probably due to my own nature that I somehow feel I have the power to change most of the circumstances that I get myself into. As a result in the event that I don’t, I get depressed too easily. And when I feel that people are upset with me for my lack of sensitivity or sharpness to read the situation, the feeling is even worse.
My feelings is sometimes a complicated web of emotions and reasons. Sometimes I get too tired to reason things out, and I just resign to forget about the whole matter. Don’t get me wrong. I just forget about the confrontational part. I just need the gist of the argument. Just tell me what I need to know, slam-wham-bam, and I’ll get it done. I hate confrontations, and I don’t like to get into arguments. Sometimes we get ourselves dragged into long arguments and confrontations that most of the times we find ourselves forgetting what all the fuss is about in the first place. And chances are by that time, you might have said the things you’ll be sorry for later. So to make sure that I don’t end up doing much damage, I try to minimise the argument time to a certain limit. 5, 10 minutes maybe. Don’t prolong it... but I’m guilty of overdrive too sometimes. And I hate it when I do that.
I tend to shut things I don’t like out, and I choose to live with the rosy parts of life. Maybe it’s my way of looking at things from the bright side of life. Some people probably do not get that about me, and I usually get branded insensitive as a result. Maybe there’s some truth in that anyway. Many rights can’t make a wrong, right? I don’t know. And in typical me fashion, most of the time I don’t care...
I am just sorry for the way I am. I’ll try to get things right.
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