Boy and Girl at Ikea.

Boy: Come, I show you something.
Girl: Where?
Boy: See this. *proceeded to demonstrate*
Girl: Eeeee... like magic!
Boy: Come come, you try.
Girl: Ok Ok! Wait, I touch, you take a video with my phone ok?

Hehehe. I know I know very jakun of me. But really, I haven't seen a touch-me lamp before  This video was taken few days back at Ikea.

Boy is 3 hours apart @ 110km/hr away from Girl now. Girl misses the stupid Boy.

I think this could be a medium / large purseket

How it looks inside a bag.

For a squarish bag which we all women usually carry, I guess a smaller Purseket would make more sense as you do not need to fold it so much which results in bulkiness.

I think I shall attempt my self DIY purseket in PINK! Yea, like the pink here

I have worms on my head.

Yes, those curly thingies. And they cost me RM140, hehe.

The texture is no longer fine, flat and lifeless. It's WAVY, BOUNCY and CUTE! Haha!

It looks like this now. Only wavier since I just got out of the salon yesterday. I hope they (the hair) tame down in a week's time. Hehehe. This is gorgeous Rachel Weisz and her newborn baby by the way.

And I plan to keep this for a long long time. Can't stand straight hair (on me that is). Rebonding sucks 

I love watching advertisements and most of them, they just breeze through me without leaving an impression. But this one did. This car advertisement caught my eye and made me go, "WOW".

I love this car ad.

d a v i d i a n i s m says:
u never mention i ask u to c one

So ok lor, my bf asked me to see one

I think most of us women have this dilemma. We can have sooooooooo many bags but only 1 mobile, possibly 1 wallet which we always stick to, 1 hairbrush and 1 make-up basic set which we carry around (ie. gloss, powder, little mirror, etc).

And isn't it troublesome to have to 'transport' them from Bag A to Bag B on Monday? And oh, Bag C is more appropriate for my outfit on Wed, so let's do the transportation from Bag B to Bag C now. But on weekends, playful me wants to have a casual bag to go with, so off they go into Bag D. You see what I'm getting at here? Each time we want to switch into another bag, we need to empty the current bag and move the items into the OTHER bag. Hassle, kan?

So, I found this on the net. It's a Purseket. And I think it's brilliant.

I love the small and drop-in versions.

A closer look:

Go to: http://www.purseket.com/ for more info. And anyone knows where can I find this in Malaysia?

Come to think of it, I have a strong feeling I can even make this myself! All I need is a padded material - not too soft and not too hard - and a sewing machine! Yeah, I think that would be my weekend project! (while slurping pak kor yi mai)

I am heading home to Puchong this weekend. And when I do, I shall just be contented with crappy tongsui (Chinese dessert which translated literally to 'sugar water') in PJ.

I'm not really a tong sui fan. Nor do I have to end my meal each time with a dose of them sweet delectables but ahem, I can never resist Pak Kor Yi Mai (beancurd boiled with barley and ginkgo nuts). And boy, does my mom knows it well. "Come back this weekend ah, I boiling pak kor yi mai for you." Muahahaha, how not to go back you tell me

I know us tend to rate our moms as the best cook, but trust me my mom makes the BESTest pak kor yi mai. Best of the best of the BEST.Can't say the same for her cooking skills though, but they are just fine  But really, hers is so good, you'd never EVER want to consume another bowl of pak kor yi mai around KL or PJ.

Why is her version so special? Simple. The texture. You know the pak kor yi mai you have around town, it's different whereby the fu chok (beancurd) used are not the types that melt and blend into the tong sui. My mom's version, heavenly. After a couple of hours of boiling, one can peep into the hot pot and see smooth and milky white tong sui bubbling away, with tons of ginkgo nuts bobbing around. Yes, my mom knows how much I love ginkgo nuts in it so she uses LOTS of them. So yeah, smooth and milky white tong sui just like soya milk.

And each time she boils this, she has to separate mine from the rest of the family. Know why? Because, daddy and my brother both love it sweet as in tong sui (sugar water) sweet. I like mine, piping hot with just a light hint of sweetness

I feel the slight need to convert you people out there. Pak kor yi mai sold at stalls are really rip-offs! Wait till you try my momma's version. See, it's possible. Just dropby Puchong during Chinese New Year. Hehehe! I think you guys must be thinking I'm nuts by now. But I'm not, I just so happened to have this great gargantuan crave for my mom's pak kor yi mai now.

That woman sure hell knows how to bribe the way into my heart.

Today has been quite a productive day.

I woke up to find the boy had gone to work. Yes, you read it right. To work. Poor baby had to be there by 7.30am to settle some stuff. And I woke up around 8-ish, and then realised at about 9-ish, I couldn't possibly sleep anymore, so I got up.

Meddled around the house and made some breakfast while surfing the Net to check on my adsense, blog, mails, and to catch up on some little chats with friends. I knew I was supposed to clean the place up but I procrastinated (and finally gave up) till 12pm and texted Jo-anne about the massage we were going to at 1pm.

Searched for my car keys only to realise that I had left them at the boy's car. Called Jo and had her come pick me up instead, hehe.

So, off we went for a massage at Uptown. Parking on weekends in Uptown is wonderful as opposed to its hellish weekdays. Jo had the relaxing one while I had a traditional massage. Mine was rather painful as the therapist hit all your pressure points. Painfully satisfying I'd say. I'm a sucker for pain anyway. Heh.

Then, being the orang minyak we were, it was rather uncomfortable to be going shopping, thus we head on for lunch at a cafe nearby. Ok, as this is a "What I Did Today" post, I might as well story you on "What We Had for Lunch". Jo had a Chicken Curry Glass Noodle Laksa and Cincau while I had a Beef Soup Glass Noodle with Nes-Lo Ice. Portions were huge, so we didn't really finished them.

No pics here because:

Via SMS

Me: Woman! My body is aching! Massage is GOOD! See ya later! I bringing camera, for blog. Dun laugh!

She: Eh cannot cannot. Massage that time look like shit, not glamorous. Luthien must be glamorous I say!

She = Jo-Anne = LadyLuthien

It was girlie chats then. We sat there with her Cincau and my Nes-Lo and chatted away till it was 4.30pm when I suddenly remembered that I had to be back to resume my maid duties.

Got home and thankfully the boy wasn't back yet. I proceeded to rip off, oops, uncovered the pillows, quilt cover and bedsheet. I can never stress enough on the amount of patience and stamina needed to change the sheets of a Queen size bed. It was a bloody workout by itself. Nevertheless, I got it all done in what, 30 min I think.

- 1 min: Removed the first pillowcase.
- 10 min: To insert new case into first pillow. Why 10 min? Because apparently, I was inserting a BOLSTER case into a pillow. Brilliant.
- Remaining 19 min: WIth a lot of *shit* and *umphhh* and *arrgghhhs*, I finally got everything changed. Brand new bedsheet, pillow cases and quilt cover case. MMmmm, I love fresh smelling newly-laundered sheets

And no, I was not done yet. I swept and mopped the floor like there was no tomorrow. So much of hair and urgh, hate hairs on floor! And when the floor's done, I cleaned up the very messy side table of his. And to think a woman's room is bad, heh! It is looking very clean and organized now. For now. For how long, we shall see. Heh!

I even cut up a little box for him to put his credit card statements, bills and what not. Before this, they were ALL over the floor. Tsk tsk. Next, I threw the bathmat into a tub to soak and wash. I had a feeling he has never washed it before!

Wait, I'm not done yet.

Next, feeling all sweaty, I decided to shower whilst cleaning the toilet. 2-in-1 kinda thing, and by 6.30pm, I was done. Finally.

And just in time, the boy got home from work, showered and doodled around and now we're off to dinner at Sakae Sushi, The Curve.

The end.

What do you think?