Mummy, mummy, mummy....

It has been like what? 2 years, 7 months and 1 day since I last blogged and believe me, life has changed in leaps and bounds. Let me give you a brief update of what has happened during the hiatus (in chronological order):

1. I found out I was expecting
2. I found out I was expecting triplets
3. I found out I was expecting triplets, so I quit my job
4. I found out I was expecting triplets, so I quit my job & became a stay-at-home mum
5. I found out I was expecting triplets, so I quit my job & became a stay-at-home mum and life pretty ends there, doesn't it?

Yes, now I'm the proud mummy (I really am!) of 3 adorable monsters who just turned 2 a day ago, 2 boys and a girl. You'll hate to love them or you'll love to hate them (depending on whether whining, crying, tugging and playing appeal to you). Since they probably will be hot topics in my future posts, I guess I should make a little introduction of them:

• Jerrell: Birth order #1

  Regular mummy's boy. Loves mummy to bits. Loves to eat. Loves to disturb others or fight for attention. Scared to lose.

• Jade: Birth order #2

  Spunky little girl who takes care of herself. Fiercely independent. Generally fierce, especially when Jerrell moves to disturb her.

• Jarrett: Birth order #3

  Killer looks that charm men & ladies alike. Very fussy eater, yet very easy-going normally. Always gets bullied by Jerrell. Gets along pretty well with Jade.

I will post a picture of them for better verification purposes. But let me find out how first. Not exactly the most techy person recently huh.

Revived!!

Ladies & gentlemen, I'm glad to announce the rivival of this long neglected blog. And trust me darlings.... It'll be greater, better, juicier than ever............!! Muah hahahaaa...........

More details later.

Back to reality

Can you believe that I'm in the office already?

I can't.

Who's da bum?

I feel that I'm fast becoming a boring person - algae of the society, piece of nuah sai (soft shit) at home. I am so lazy, I don't even care if someone climbs in through my window and takes off with my safe. I am so lazy I don't feel like doing anything, even though my stomach is growling like a lion on vegetarian diet and I KNOW for sure there's bbq chicken wings and otak in my fridge. Heating them up won't take a minute, yes I know.

Have been blowing my nose too much, wonder where I caught this damn cold since I mostly coop myself at home. Broke my high score on bejeweled in my O2 mini again and again.. Newest score stands at 329770 now. Almost read all my storybooks that I've bought/rented. Now I'm wondering what else I can do in the comfort of my own bed. Sigh. Is this mid-life crisis? Or just denial, knowing that I have to start work next Monday? BIG SIGH.

Maybe if I become a real good girl from now on, God pls let me strike toto? So I can shake leg at home? *grin*

Big fat wish.

Home Alone

Day 7 of my leave and still counting. Funny how time seems to fly when I'm busily doing nothing (happily). Wonder how are things at work, haven't got any news from anyone since Day 2. Oh well~

Anyway, I've been stuffing myself this past week, and I'm sure I've gained 2 kgs. Spaghetti marinara, steamboat, black chicken soup, fried chicken, rice and more fried chicken have all been part of my diet recently. Something tells me I should go back to my non-carbo diet soon. I really can feel the pounds piling on.

Have been reading a lot too to kill time. I've (just) finished "Blood Memory" by Greg Iles - A highly sexual suspense thriller type. I bought this book at Popular simply due to the fact that it had a big round yellow 20% off sticker on its cover. Turned out the book is not too bad at all! At the very least, it kept me entertained for 2 whole days. Anyone interested? I'm done with it..

Anyway, I read all kinds of trash, fantasy, suspense, biographies, local, asian, ANYTHING but those romance novels with cheesy covers. I cannot understand why anyone can hold those type of novels and read them on the train in full view of everyone. I'm not saying u should read a Bible on the train (oh I despise these people too, if they wanna show their staunchness by reading it on the train, they've failed terribly), but those romance novels often come with explicit illustrations of a young man with a nubile blonde either hanging off his arm, or sitting coyly on his lap. Not paisay meh?!!

Will be off to watch Lord of the Dance tonight.. Will update all if it's really THAT worth watching (yes, u're right, it's not my decision. It's HIS. All $256 of it.. Gone with the wind~~ Ouch.)

My bed overwrites my desire

I'm back.. After being bedridden for the past 2 days that is. I meant to blog earlier, I really did.. But pain and laziness have kept me from switching on my pc. *yawn* sleeping too much will morph you into a pig..

Anyway, for those clueless, I did a minor surgery on my abdomen on Monday morning. It was just like in those serials on hospitals.. Bright flourescent lights, steel-cold metal beds, and hard as a rock pillow. As it was a day surgery ward, it was brrrrr-cold. I was just hoping for the anaesthetist to start fast and let me get on with blardy life.

And so, I was wheeled in (on a bed!) to the operation theatre (!!) at around 12noon, clad in grumpy hospital gown and droopy shower cap (how else do u call it). A doctor dressed almost the same as me (different gown print) came in, put on his surgical gloves (lightly powdered, the box said) and introduced himself to me.

Doc: Hi I'm Dr Tee, your anaesthetist for this surgery
Me: (looks into his eyes) ok
Doc: I'm going to prepare you before Prof Wong works on u
Me: Who's Prof Wong??
Doc: Your doctor Prof Wong.
Me: My doctor is not Prof Wong -_-"
Nurse in background: NO NO.. Her doc is Stephen Chew, Dr Stephen Chew
Me: (thoughts) Wah piang.. This Dr Tee kan blur.. ;P

Anyway, 3 mins later, Dr Chew came in wearing the gown too, showing off biceps fair as white-cut chicken, that has probably never seen the sun in the past 20 years. Shivering and totally not looking like a surgeon, it made me wonder what shit I've gotten myself into.

In any case, at this exact moment, a nurse gave me a mask and told me to take deep breaths of the oxygen... Mmmm... Quite shiok! From the corner of my eye, I saw Dr Blur Cock adding in some clear liquid into my drip. Operation lights start to dance... and the rest is history.

The anaesthetic has long worn off, and my abdomen screams blardy murder each time I attempt to make any movements. When I told Dr White Chicken that my tummy hurts like hell, he looked at me and said I looked so poor-thing (!!??) and told me to take a rest and winked at me. WHAT DA HELL!

Anyway, when I'm bored of lying on my back, I naturally turned left, and felt my insides all whoooooosh to the left. Bad choice. So turned back flat. Tried to turn right. Whooooosh to the right. SHIT. I better lie flat.

Now I'm stuck at home with no lunch in sight. Sigh! Anyone willing to tabao for me? ;P

Noble lunch...

My colleague commented that I looked happy today, pink cheeks, smiley... Oh I wonder why I'm happy! Wonder why~~~~~ Maybe, oh just maybe, for the fact that I'll MIA from this place for 3 whole weeks, maybe for the fact that I don't have to bother about the upcoming "emergency and safety event" in PRC in May, those countless brochures for my insurance client, changes and more changes for my liquor client. I AM SUCH A BITCH. So? Sue me lor.

Anyway, I'm going to meet SC, my ex-colleague, for lunch at Noble House. I think that's another reason why I'm smiling.. It's been a while since I had that. Would love to have sushi and hana maki etc.. But there doesn't seem to have a sushi outlet close enough to my office.

In any case, back to my leave taking issue - being the workaholic that I am, I guess I would feel lost staying at home, not working and away from civilisation (especially since I have to take a cab out of my estate to buy a pack of cigarettes even). Also, I'm actually quite fearful of what will happen to my fort that I've painfully built up over the past year at work. What if my clients get pissed? What if everything is screwed up by the time I return to work in mid-May? *keeps fingers crossed* Also, I may miss another chance to go China for work :(

Oh well, I'm not superwoman, I need my rest right? (Why do I sound like I'm consoling myself??)

Whatever it is, today is my last day of work for the next 3 weeks. I better enjoy it.

Time is crawling

My bonnie lies over the ocean... My bonnie lies over the sea... My bonnie lies over the ocean... Oh bring back my bonnie to me.. (If I knew what bonnie was that is..)

I.AM.SO.GODDAMN.BORED.

My company's intranet is down, was supposed to get down to do mundane filing today, but without the intranet, i'm like a fly without wings, fish out of water, artist without brush, farker without *beep*.. You get the point..

So, now I'm looking at my client's HK database. Am so fed up with this database, I DO NOT understand why I'm tidying up the base for her.. I'm not an admin gal, neither am I part of IT team (who has possession of dbases) - but here I am straining my eyes to go through thousands of records to make sure there's no China/Malaysia/Singapore jokers in this HK-only base. And to make sure there's a UNIQUE serial number to every joker, is this really what I shld do? Fabricate a UNIQUE serial number? I'm playing god! God of database that is. (wtf am I ranting about? lol)

Being an AE is really tough job. If you're aspiring to be one, think twice, thrice, hundred times. Here's why: Never get enough jobs (your fault as presentation not "sart"), design not nice (your fault as brief buay sai), cannot deliver on time (your fault as no time management). Everyone's fingers will straightaway point to YOU. Oh, did I forget to mention, OT no extra pay?

Ok ok, I know, jobs are hard to come by nowadays, and money is hard to earn. That's why I'm complaining here right? (No Action Talk Only) -_-"