Long deserved break...

ANNOUNCEMENT : sharlydia's blog will be closed for holiday next 2 weeks starting tomorrow, returning in action on 2 Oct. So if you are leaving any comments, I'll only reply to them when I'm back...

It has been almost 2 years since I last went traveling for holiday, to Japan in Sept 2005...Now that my little baby has just turned one, it's about time for hubby & I to go for our loooong awaited deserved trip...TO EUROPE!

Infact it has always been one of my Dreams to visit Rome, so i'm really really looking forward to it since one whole month ago! And better still, we have confirmed our flights to extend few more days to visit London as well!

This trip is costing us a BOMB!!! But I guess both of us work so hard that we really deserve this break. Ofcoz I thank God that I have a hubby who shares the same interest, rather than some of those friends who actually thought spending so much money on a trip is being stupid...And I always believe this Chinese proverb that says : Resting is for us to walk further. Even Stephen Covey said we should Sharpen the Saw in his famous 7 Habits of Highly Effective People.

my EX-love...

I was just reading a post in ardy's blog about his previous long-distance relationship which did not work out....and this reminded me of my own story about an ex-relationship...

I was in Secondary school (Form4) back then in my hometown when I started the relationship with this guy "S", who was same age as me but studying in another school. I was introduced to him by another friend whom I met at the tuition class! S was quite a shy guy but he was really nice to me...before we even started the relationship, he's already buying gifts for me, send me flowers, etc...after sometime being friends, we started our "relationship". Since we were both quite young that time, our relationship was soooooo "pure", haha! We only hold hands and occasionally some kissing in action!

One year later when we were in Form 5, he got his driving license and started driving the family care. So now i have a "private" driver who would drive me to & fro tuition, supper, etc...ALL without parents knowing it! WOW!!! Haha...my parents were very against love-relationship while studying...

2 years in love, we have never had major arguement and we would never get to fight because he will always let me have the last say...He was so loving, caring, understanding. etc...But the relationship still did not work out at the end...

It's time to get into pre-u and his parents wanted him to continue study in Singapore but my parents wanted me to come to KL since my sisters were all already here. He said he will come & join me after his study in Singapore and told me to wait for him coz he's confident that the long-distance relationship will work out. So we were seperated...He missed me sooo much that he called every day to talk to me in length (wonder how much phone bills he had paid). He sent me thousands of those very special cards and love letters, which I kept them until the day before I moved into my new home with my hubby....I would love to continue keeping them, but I'm affraid my hubby will be jealous if he sees it one day...Besides calling & sending cards & letters, he came to KL almost every other month over the weekend just to visit me...

Well this did not last long...About 10 months later, I fell in love with someone else! This person was there when I needed someone to care for me the most and needed some encouragement. I must admit....I was selfish back then....So during his last trip visiting me in KL, I told him I couldnt wait for him for another year coz I've fallen in love with another guy....I appologized thousand times & cried like mad too coz I really felt sad to have to let go of such a good guy, and have to hurt him so badly...

We were still in touch after the break-up, even until today...He continued his life in Singapore and had 2 girl-friends within the last 10 years, planning to get married next year. I've moved on with my life too ofcoz, with the guy I've chosen over S. After 9 years in the relationship with him after breaking up with S, we got married and had our lil bundle of joy Sept last year.

I cannot judge whether i've made the best choice or not 10 years ago, leaving S for my hubby, coz it's unfair for me to compare S with my hubby now. But I can definitely say:"I've made the right choice of my life and i've never regreted it so far."

Such a tired week!

I havent had time to post anything past 2 days coz I was really too sucked into my job...and I think for my whole life in the MNC I'm working for, I've never ever been sooooo hardworking before!

In this new job that i'm in, I have to manage those complex bid which comprises of multiple products and services, then produce the proposal and ensure submission to the RFP is on time.

Well this is a new area for someone like me who came from many years of marketing background, so it wasnt easy to adapt, but I think it's managable and I'm coping well so far....

I received this request for bid management support last Tuesday and the proposal submission is today. I've been working with the whole team until 3-4am past 2 nites and I started to work on the proposal template, getting background ready for the team since many days ago until 1am-ish each night....I feel like fainting NOW!!!

BUT then again, it goes back to say...Are you enjoying what you are doing? Well eventhough i'm new to the job and I got pretty frustrated with myself as well as some idiots who just cant bare with me (the poor newbie) and be more patient, I have a fantastically supporting manager! And after completing this proposal I realised that the job can be quite fun too though pretty stressful...So I cant believe it that I'm starting to LIKE IT! hahah!

I guess it's just how we manage stress and set the right expectation on ourselves at times...

Hokkien mee for Muslims?

I just cant help it but to blog it down....

On Sat night, I finally convinced my hubby to go watch Ratatouille and so we went! Oh no...the movie was sooooo good & funny! I really enjoyed it....and had a good laugh in the cinema!

Well as usual, both of us were hungry after the show ended around 11.30pm, so we decided to go to our favourite Hokkien-Mee stall in BU. Got there, sat down & ordered our Hokkien-mee, started waiting....

Few minutes later a posh car arrived, 2 young men & 1 young lady got down from the car. The lady in her cool short hair, was wearing a white tube-top and a low-cut hipster jeans. They walked near & finally sat down at the table next to us. Though they were all stylish and modern looking, fare skin colour, I still wonder if they are malays coz they looked "malay" to me!

So I asked hubby:"Do u think they are malays?"

Hubby said:"Well, they do looked like malays, but maybe they are from Sabah or Sarawak so they may not be muslims..."

But u know what? They ordered Hokkien-mee, and told the waiter "No pork please"!!!

What kind of bullshit is this??? Obviously Muslims, yet ordering Hokkien-mee at obviously non-halal stall, SO OPENLY!!!

Why am I on fire about this?

Because when we (non-muslims) do some little small mistakes, the "gobermen" will point their finger at us & penalise us, etc etc. YET they dont mind their own business!!!

Funny email - "Now we men understand!!!"

Someone sent me this email joke which i felt i should put it here...Hope you have not read this before and enjoy...

You usually find a line of women, so you smile politely and take your place. Once it's your turn, you check for feet under the stall doors. Every stall is occupied.

Finally, a door opens and you dash in, nearly knocking down the woman leaving the stall. You get in to find the door won't latch. It doesn't matter, the wait has been so long you are about to wet your pants! The dispenser for the modern "seat covers" (invented by someone's Mom, no doubt) is handy, but empty. You would hang your purse on the door hook, if there was one, but there isn't - so you carefully, but quickly drape it around your neck, (Mom would turn over in her grave if you put it on the FLOOR!), yank down your pants, and assume "The Stance."

In this position your aging, toneless thigh muscles begin to shake. You'd love to sit down, but you certainly hadn't taken time to wipe the seat or lay toilet paper on it, so you hold "The Stance."

To take your mind off your trembling thighs, you reach for what you discover to be the empty toilet paper dispenser. In your mind, you can hear your mother's voice saying, "Honey, if you had tried to clean the seat, you would have KNOWN there was no toilet paper!" Your thighs shake more.

You remember the tiny tissue that you blew your nose on yesterday - the one that's still in your purse. (Oh yeah, the purse around your neck, that now, you have to hold up trying not to strangle yourself at the same time). That would have to do. You crumple it in the puffiest way possible. It's still smaller than your thumbnail...

Someone pushes your door open because the latch doesn't work. The door hits your purse, which is hanging around your neck in front of your chest, and you and your purse topple backward against the tank of the toilet. "Occupied!" you scream, as you reach for the door, dropping your precious, tiny, crumpled tissue in a puddle on the floor, lose your footing altogether, and slide down directly onto the TOILET SEAT. It is wet of course. You bolt up, knowing all too well that it's too late. Your bare bottom has made contact with every imaginable germ and life form on the uncovered seat because YOU never laid down toilet paper - not that there was any, even if you had taken time to try. You know that your mother would be utterly appalled if she knew, because, you're certain her bare bottom never touched a public toilet seat because, frankly, dear, "You just don't KNOW what kind of diseases you could get."

By this time, the automatic sensor on the back of the toilet is so confused that it flushes, propelling a stream of water like a fire hose against the inside of the bowl that sprays a fine mist of water that covers your butt and runs down your legs and into your shoes. The flush somehow sucks everything down with such force that you grab onto the empty toilet paper dispenser for fear of being dragged in too.

At this point, you give up. You're soaked by the spewing water and the wet toilet seat. You're exhausted. You try to wipe with a gum wrapper you found in your pocket and then slink out inconspicuously to the sinks.

You can't figure out how to operate the faucets with the automatic sensors, so you wipe your hands with spit and a dry paper towel and walk past the line of women still waiting.

You are no longer able to smile politely to them. A kind soul at the very end of the line points out a piece of toilet paper trailing from your shoe. (Where was that when you NEEDED it??) You yank the paper from your shoe, plunk it in the woman's hand and tell her warmly, "Here, you just might need this."

As you exit, you spot your hubby, who has long since entered, used, and left the men's restroom. Annoyed, he asks, "What took you so long, and why is your purse hanging around your neck?"

This is dedicated to women everywhere who deal with a public restrooms (rest??? you've GOT to be kidding!!). It finally explains to the men what really does take us so long. It also answers their other commonly asked questions about why women go to the restroom in pairs. It's so the other gal can hold the door, hang onto your purse and hand you Kleenex under the door!

HAHAHAHA!!! I find this sooo funny after reading it!

Mama or Baby?

Not sure how come this conversation came up during lunch last week, but I feel it is something to ponder upon....

If you are a married man & one day your pregnant wife is in the delivery ward struggling to deliver the baby...due to unforseen circumstances, the gynae told u to leave the ward and wait outside....

After some time, the gynae comes out from the ward and asking you this question :

"We have tried all we can, but we can only safe either the baby OR the mother...now the decision lies with you."

What will you answer?

Infact when asked this question, 99.9% of guys will answer : "Safe my wife!"

What if you are the mother? What if the question is posted to YOU by the gynae? Will you tell the gynae to safe your baby or yourself?

I almost immediately answered :"Ofcoz safe my baby!" You wont know how it feels being a pregnant mother, building the whole baby bit by bit in your own body...it's just different!

But then again, I was posted with subsequent question :"So you want your baby to be neglected since birth and then when your hubby re-marries another woman, you want your baby to be tortured & mistreated by her?"

Err...I cant answer that question....Obviously I dont want my baby to suffer, but it will be too painful for me to stay alive by sacrificing the baby!

What do you think?

Frustrating...

It was a long weekend...

On Sunday after church, hubby & I together with our lil baby went paying a visit to our dear friends (married couple) who were manning the stall at Mont Kiara bazaar. Infact I always envy the wife who has a lovely husband that will help her out every single Sunday without fail to operate the stall, as he's actually a Business Unit Manager in an American pharma company who earns big bucks! Ok that's besides the point...let me tell you what happened next...

After lunch with the couple at Mc Donalds which is right next to the stall allocated, the 2 hubbies were catching up & busy talking. While the wife left us & went talking to some potential customers, I thought of bringing baby in his stroller for a walk around the bazaar. I was walking slowly passing those stalls while trying to shop for some cool & cheap jewery, I came to a narrow junction where I couldnt get through with the stroller....so I wanted to reverse & take another route...

Right at this point, there was this lady in her 40-ies holding a young girl around 4-5 years old, right behind me, frustrating and angrily saying :"Make up your mind man!" WOW! I WAS SOOO ANGRY! I turned to her immediately saying :"Not that I cant make up my mind, but my stroller cant get through this path!!!"

I think if not because my baby was with me, I would have shouted at her...Sometimes I dont understand why would someone who obviously have had babies before (since she was holding this young girl) to say such non-understanding statement. I was upset because she sounded like me & my baby has caused her to delay her precious 5 seconds, what nonsense!

Anyway, it was a Sunday and we just came out from church, so I decided to let it go...no point dwelling into small matter like this...