tete-a-tete

Victoria is 3years and 27days old

Dorothy is 9months and 9days old

i was diagnosed with incurable psoriasis (God help me!)

my dad is sick

my mom MIA-ed (God help her!)

my husband boss died of brain hemorrhage like his buddy, today is his farewell…forever.

i love slumdog

i CAN play the guitar now (okay okay only a few songs…)

i pledge to master the guitar to be able to play for my boys brigade

i finish a lousy book call ‘the wednesday letter’ little biiiiiit nice only

now reading ‘under the duvet’ by marian keyes…enjoyable hee hee

i love bring the girls out by myself and i can survive anywhere (phew!)

i doing a radio play next tuesday, how cool’s that?! like redifussion hor

i want to be able to write script

i want to be a useful friend, to be able not only just listen  but to offer solid help or just be a good listener

so that’s all that happen from january to now?!

more!

so victoria and dotty girl is growing up like tau-geh. victoria love to sing and dance. dorothy love to eat and scream and smack people. she really need to learn the art of gentltness. she just smash her pudgy face onto my already-flatten nose and i thought i broke my bridge! ah-pui-gia sia….

victoria is talking so much non stop as long she’s awake. because of the death of bikermice’s boss, i explained to her that one day, all of us will die but because we have Jesus in our heart, we wil meet each other soon in heaven but that could be a long wait but surely we will meet. i say when we die, we may not have time to say good bye to each other, so we must love and care for each other now, if not no chance.

she almost tear and say, ‘i dun want you to die.’

and that made me tear cuz i know one day, i will and must and confirm have to say that final good bye to my precious girls. time with them is way tooo little. evrey single moment possible i wanna just spend it with them. i missed them already…yesterday while we were on the bus, she turn around and ask…

vic: are you going to die soon?

mum: *face green* er…yes, when its time, i will die.

then she turn back and continue jumping on the bus.

victoria sings quite a bit too. here’s what i gather…

the rain came down and the FART went up
the rain came down and the FART went up
the rain came down and the FART went up
and the house of the rock stand stilllllllllll….

and victoria loves to dance to a piano piece of ‘yesterday once more’ she’s hilarious, and dorothy will jiggle and bounce and laugh whenever she see her che-che dancec…yes she can say ‘che-che’, airy version. she also can say ba ba ba ba ba ba ba…no sign of ma ma ma ma yet. tsk!

my girls ROCKS lah!

my mother in law and i are crazy buying shoes and sandals for victoria and the best part is, we kept buying the WRONG size. first was she bought a nice purple sandals, aiya too big! nehmind, keep first lor, then i bought another pair, aiya still too lose! then she bought another mary-jane, even bigger then the first pair and the the latest was yesterday, just when she thought, VICTORY…darn, its still one size too big!!! oh well…victoria still gotta wear her one and only pair to school…ha ha…