Dils Stop .

Last weekend did not start out great. In the middle of Thursday night, I was downstairs with husband rearranging stuffs in the kitchen, heard a bump upstairs. Know immediately my son sudah jatuh katil. Run upstairs and was aghast to find him with blood pouring down from his mouth. Panik, I tell you. Panik. Manage to see that he cut his lip only falling, but the all the blood just made it all look so ghastly.   He didn't want to put any pressure or ice to his mouth. Sakit kut and he is a baby so of course he wouldn't know that it is suppose to make him better. All he wants is being hugged and while being hugged used my shirt to wipe his blood. Good enough la. It was ok tomorrow. Horrible blown up lips but he was only fussy during the morning and normal afterwards. Kids are resilient. If it were adult, we will moan and bitch about it for daysss. Till today, there is a little bruise, but it is healing nicely. I really should have put some tilam on the other side of the ...

MH370. We will not forget.

My school friends from JB decided to have a girl weekend. Walaupon most of us are JB girls born and bred, but most of us are now staying/working in KL. Except for 2 , one in Terengganu and the other at JB.  Since mereka yang jauh decided on the date, I decided on the hotel. We stayed at the Royale Bintang since it is easy access to semua tempat. Yeps. All of us ( who have kids) left our kid(s) with the husband at home. Kemain laki2 ni semua pesan bini masing2 to jaga perangai. Amboi.. macam kite orang ni dulu party girls je. Had lunch at Tony Romas, sit around and talk, bowl, sit around and talk and even gift exchange ( sebab we are still high schoolers at heart) then keluar makan and talk and jalan ke Jalan TAR tatkala Jalan TAR nak tutup dah, then go back and talk.  It was funny because we kept on asking so what is the gossip.. and it turned out there is no gossip. Some mild things of who marrying whom but no jaws were dropped last weekend. I think since we are...