You got any hair gel I can borrow? he asks me.
Wtf? I don’t use hair gel, I retort. You know that.
My hair looks like shit, he says.
OK fine, I’ll see what I can do.
I shuffle to my Dad’s bathroom and find a still-full tub of Brylcreem hair gel, dandruff control. I stand there for a...
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Hubs and I took E to the Kizsports Gym & Playland in Bangsar Village II on Monday, during the Deepavali public holiday. It was early still (well, relatively), about 11 a.m. Traffic was smooth. We were due to meet Charlie, Shen & baby Gavin there for a few hours of riotous fun.
I love the state...
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You have a problem, he says.
Because he is my husband and he says this, like he is perfect, I resent him. I get angry. I become defensive. I cook up reasons why I don’t have a problem. I tell him, this is my money. I’ve earned it through sheer hard work. I want to spoil myself...
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I was talking to my maid last night about my plans to re-model / improve my home. She seemed enthusiastic when I told her I was planning to convert the study room downstairs into a little bedroom for her, complete with a new single bed, mattress and bedding. And yes, a chest of drawers. She...
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I seriously need to free up some cash. I’m going for a long holiday in LA at the end of this year (hopefully), and at the rate I’m spending these days (not on shopping or clothes or bags- but just spending in general for my household and family), I’m going to be flat-out broke by...
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I saw my dream home several months ago, at a development called Desa Park City. Not too far from my current abode, but certainly further. My dream home was priced at a hefty RM1.5 million, and it was a bare unfurnished unit, 3 stories high, intermediate linked unit. Beautiful finishing, though. And I loved the...
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Tuesday, June 24, 2008 at 2:00pm Posted in Body image, Family, Fashion, Holidays, Memoirs, Motherhood, Parenting, Thoughts, Weekend, Weight loss project, Weight management, Work, Writing
For obvious reasons, I stay away from skinny jeans, midriff-baring tops, sleeveless/spaghetti-strap tops, tight clothing, and of course, swimwear. Even way back then when I wasn’t fat, I was still painfully shy of having to don a swimsuit. I’d never been bolder to put on less than a modest 1-piece. Oh, I had a nice...
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Things change when one has a child. I know that for a fact. When Hubs and I got married and moved into our own home, I felt a sense of pride welling up in my chest as I thought, “My own home.” I had plans on how I wanted our home to look like.
For months, I...
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My daughter has an obsession with princesses and fairy tales these days. She’s only 2 1/2 years old, but is already very independent and demanding, and definitely knows what she wants. Lately (and this is our fault as parents), we thought it’d be great if we introduced her to fairy tales. I bought 2 huge...
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A surprise, he told me. I was shivering in excitement.
I drove like a mad woman to the hotel. Eager to find out what he had in store for me.
A little fiasco at the reception. I had no key access card. They gave it to me when I said his name.
He made me wait for 2...
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