The New Relationship & The Old

I was watching a chinese movie just now.. and saw how the couple was snuggling up to each other.. and thought about my own relationship. You know in the beginning of a new relationship.. we snuggle up with our ex-b/fs .. or ex-husband.. or the present one.. so tightly .. and cannot let go. Sleep also must hold hands type..?? You remember those days..?? And after many years.. if one has got no kids.. still snuggle abit lah.. !! but once we have kids.. aiyoh..!! cannot wait to go to bed.. and snore quickly.

Now donch you think “ang mohs” are any different ok..!!! what you see on movies. .and tvs.. are not exactly true lah..! maybe there are couples who are loving and snuggly still after having a few kids.. but how many can say.. they are still feeling the same when they first met their spouse..?? Honestly you tell me.. and share notes ??

Your In-Laws & Your Other Half

Good in-laws are very important to your relationship to your other half. Why do i say that..?? because all women loves to complain. Now.. now..! donch tell me you donch..! I complained alot.. if i am upset.. when something does happen to the brat because I am upset.. and can get very emotional.

And you see .. i would MSN my in-laws.. and tell them .. what is going on.. and in the meantime.. i would be going on a rant..! Yes.. literally .. a rant. But my in-laws.. especially my MIL .. she NEVER patronized me.. she just agree with me.. without trashing my other half. And let me go on and on .. for hours. And neither does she repeat what i said to her to the other half.. thus never causing a friction in between us. I’m seriously wondering if it makes a difference..with having an “ang moh” in laws. Had i married an asian..?? would it still be the same..??? What do you think..??

Precious Moments

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A true and true daddy’s girl. Chloe has been exposed and trained to show affection openly with both PB and I. Of course, her grammie, Aunt Helena and her Godma are some she has no qualms about hugging and kissing. But as you can see, she is not stingy when she hugs her daddy. In moments like these.. we donch want her to grow up so quick. I bet everyone has moments like these right..?

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A Expense We Rather Not

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PB had to buy this chair because his old chair was sorta broken or in worst shape than before it was brought to Cassa (office supply place). You see.. Cassa is owned by one of PB’s uncle.. and he had meant with all good intentions to help PB fixed his old chair but instead.. must have knocked the living hell outta the chair to dismantle it.. that it became so wobbly .. PB cannot sit on it at all.. without worrying that he might fall. I know he doesn’t wanna spend so much on the chair.. but I really can’t bear to see him.. sit on a wobbly chair no more.. so we went out to get another one.. a few days ago. Lesson learned .. never buy stuff from relatives.. else cannot B.I.T.C.H about it.

Oh My God..!! I Can’t Believe It..!

Yes..!! i have to go buy lottery..!!! which i donch often enough..! and i’m pretty sure i’m gonna win some money..!! Why..?? the man helped me 3 days in a row.. to do stuff.. without me asking him to..! this time.. he washed all the dishes.. and bottles.. and even soaked my slow cooker for me..! and wanted to wash the frying pan too..!! Wow..!! what did i do to deserved such an act of kindness eh..??

The Perception Is Wrong

Alot of women out there feels that marrying overseas or uprooting permanently is so glamorous, especially when they see a friend who married a “white man” go home to visit their parents, family and friends. The perception is so far from being the truth! oh don’t get me wrong.. the “white man” is great.. but all the other things has to be taken into consideration as well. Like the weather..! and the kinda food we cannot get here.. or the child care or even the hospital care.

I was at the hospital the other day.. and met a filipino lady who also married a Canadian.. and the first thing she said.. was the weather is killing her. Of course, we didn’t continue talking.. because she had to get to her appointment.. and I had to rush home. But yes.. if you thinking marrying overseas is glamorous, I tell you it’s not. I have never missed home so much in my entire 43 yrs of life.

A Sample Free Time

Saturday afternoon was the 2nd time.. we left the brat with Keegan at the store.. for an hour or so.. and went back home .. to eat. It was very quiet at home.. without the brat.. and we are not used to it.. muahhaha!! PB said.. it is a sample.. of what it would be… when the brat goes to school… this fall.

I do like the free time.. but it sure feels strange without the lil’ brat, for she is so noisy.. she never stops.. from the time she gets up. Full of energy, lots of things to say.. and full of mischief. I wonder what we are gonna do.. when she is in school. Prolly should start practicing eh..?

What A Good Man !

It is very easy to ignore all the small little things the man do for you .. and in fact only point out the bad things.. when he doesn’t. I am definitely guilty of such. I can be such a B.I.T.C.H at times..! and i’m sure the man would agree with me.. in half a second.. not openly though.

But the man was really good tonite.. and i didn’t need to ask for help. He did the vacuuming, cooking for the brat, cleaning the dishes.. and then cleaned the bottles.. and pots and pans.. and bathed the brat. For that .. he deserves alot of brownie points. I thought he was going to his buddy’s place but i guess i was wrong.. and he said.. he did all these housework.. because i was sick..! so sweet eh..?? So man can be nice and helpful if they want to. I must not forget the good stuff too eh.

She A P.I.T.A

PB loves to call the brat a P.I.T.A., so one day.. the brat told PB .. the same thing.. that he was a P.I.T.A. muhhahahahaha!!! sure she doesn’t know what it actually means.. but she can still repeat it to her daddy. See ..! they do pick up really fast.. and quick, irregardless whether they know what it is or not. So are you a P.I.T.A.?

Where’s The Rest…??

I’m pretty proud of myself today at the hospital.. because I went there on my own. For the last 8 yrs.. i think i’ve been a parasite. It got really worst after I got pregnant with Chloe, everything changed.. and i started to get panic attack that i had never experienced before i had chloe. After Chloe .. it eased.. but once in a blue moon .. i still get it.

Today, going for my ultra sound alone.. the receptionist asked me.. where’s the rest of my entourage..?? made me realized that i never go anywheres without PB or the brat. No wonder my father-in-law suggested that i get my own car .. instead of sharing one with PB. He’s prolly trying to be polite eh.