tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-82615741735812246632024-03-05T19:32:12.648+08:00IbuNimIbunimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13537854155942227503noreply@blogger.comBlogger67125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8261574173581224663.post-44143259112783862522023-03-25T07:14:00.000+08:002023-03-25T07:14:24.175+08:00The thought that hounds usWhen you are young, you only think of what to play, with whom and where..<div><br></div><div>At adolescent, your thought are crushes, exams and clubs.</div><div><br></div><div>For young adults, we start thinking of our future. What course to take, where to study and where to work.. </div><div><br></div><div>Adults would start thinking of starting a family, mortgages, and other finances.</div><div><br></div><div>I have gone through all these stages. Now I am nearing retiring age, what do you think came to my thought... </div><div><br></div>Ibunimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13537854155942227503noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8261574173581224663.post-66511018919575766672022-10-25T15:57:00.000+08:002022-10-25T15:57:23.530+08:00My youngest son berkhatan...<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNucYqUQRdKJFl6qR68TCMz0Dg78oieDiz2h6-Mf4aaTJgvBAmdn3A0HF4UaM8eWmgqzA-J2NLSMDxxNPX5NrXs_sOS2XfWgG3ecX72lGzhj_4CHSwO3NjPc6iLAfjD97LoGeuwSJDZF8/s1600/IMAG0078.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 130px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNucYqUQRdKJFl6qR68TCMz0Dg78oieDiz2h6-Mf4aaTJgvBAmdn3A0HF4UaM8eWmgqzA-J2NLSMDxxNPX5NrXs_sOS2XfWgG3ecX72lGzhj_4CHSwO3NjPc6iLAfjD97LoGeuwSJDZF8/s200/IMAG0078.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554616801599537298"></a><br>It was 23rd December 2010..The day my youngest son finally agreed to have the circumcision. He said on one condition.: "amir nak tidor masa dia potong" so I looked up the hospitals and clinics in Sg Petani but none have it done under anesthetics. The only place that I could find is Kedah Medical Centre (KMC) in Alor Setar. So, off we went there and had an appointment made.<div><br></div><div>On the 23rd, we left for KMC for the operation. At 10am, he was pushed inside the operation theater. It will only take about half an hour. Since I haven't had any breakfast yet, we went down for som</div><div>ething to eat at the cafeteria. </div><div><br></div><div><br></div><div>We went up at 10.20am but he has not came out yet..At almost 11.15am , he was pushed out from the operation theater. He was all smiles and chatting with the male nurse. </div><div>I asked him if it hurts or not..No, he said..That's a relief...</div><div><br></div><div><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjiRzMSAc2s4PUqzoJTOvC9_m34BeRqlVcT8VfPtFilL5lsMfp1JzYDYNNneHypsuKSbBJxRKyzlHvXdapQVd2KQlrAUGhmufd1euHTdVFbjK3GPobM62maauw8b_l_04oL4jJxJLGH1yE/s200/IMAG0081.jpg" style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 130px; height: 200px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554617587359787378"></div><div>Amir after the operation in the ward at KMC..</div><div><br></div><div>He complaint that he was hungry. I realised that he hadn't had any food since the night before. The doctor told him to fast for at least six hours before the operation and he hadn't had any breakfast yet. So my husband went down to the shop to get some bread for him first, then we went out to buy lunch.</div><div><br></div><div><br></div><div><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJU29CnnCrY5rkcPriuxlPkpjWtNIv4axznoHhFaqlKd5ecaGCQSsi6y-ci9pwI-3M6OBjRfZ4j0PmgX4XEVUnRepL8yI5WPhKU1C4Ln28QV4u4tEju3BKAsuKqj7_bXW4Ph2fkEvabOg/s200/IMAG0082.jpg" style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 130px; height: 200px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554618933616670930"></div><div><br></div><div><br></div><div>He was discharged around 2.30pm and we went straight home to Sungai Petani. </div><div>Amir is a man now.... </div><div><br></div><div> Amir at home...... </div><div><br></div><div><br></div><div><br></div><div><br></div><div><br></div><div><br></div><div><br></div><div><br></div><div><br></div><div><br></div><div><br></div>Ibunimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13537854155942227503noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8261574173581224663.post-58845977795053926062022-10-25T15:56:00.000+08:002022-10-25T15:56:52.909+08:00New phase of life for AmirIt was on the 6th of September 2022. Amir started his journey to Nice, France at 11pm from KLIA. He was checked in Flight no TK0061 seat no 15A on Turkish Airline to Istanbul to be connected for Flight no TK1813 seat no 18B to Nice at 8.15am. On 7th September 2022. He was safely landed at Nice Cote D'Azure Airport at 10.30am.<div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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None of us wanted bad things to happen but things do happens and our next course of action will always determine the outcome. What you give is what you get back. If you want the good things then take a good actions.<br />
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<br /></div>Ibunimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13537854155942227503noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8261574173581224663.post-46727482931545589852022-01-30T16:40:00.004+08:002022-01-30T16:40:43.834+08:00Semoga Ayah tenang di sana 10 May 2020It has been nearly2 years since my father left us making us "yatim piatu" on 10th May 2020. He had kidney complications and stroke which caused him to be delirious..(that was what we thought) but later we found out that he was "istighfar".I managed to be with him for a few days at the hospital and that was the last duty I did for him before he left us.<div><br /></div><div>My father was a strict man. He values time and as he was a teacher, he was very dicipline. He despised lateness and bad handwriting( lucky me I was not his student) hehehe..He likes to complaint if things did not go his way but he has a good heart. </div><div><br /></div><div>He always donate to the road cleaner if he found that he liked them. He always carry RM10 change in his pocket whenever he went out. I knew because I was the one supplying him the money. One thing about him was that he loved to talk about his family and his past experiences. Whoever get to know him<br /><div>will always ended up staying late with him just to hear his stories. </div></div><div><br /></div><div>He had a few books under his pen name "Halim R" and his last should had been his biography but still unfinished. I may need to go through his notes if I want to help him finished his last book. I am procrastinating as I still don't have time to study his notes, Maybe once I retire, I can start looking into it.</div><div><br /></div><div>Ayah, we became quite close after mom passed away. You were lonely and we found you a replacement and she has been very good to you until your last breath. May you are granted peace and all your sins forgiven. We love you and I am sure you knew it ..Till we meet again ...</div>Ibunimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13537854155942227503noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8261574173581224663.post-35068382880587636372020-04-22T09:53:00.003+08:002020-04-22T09:53:54.475+08:002016Today 31 January 2016.. a month went by and I thought I should write something here to mark the new year.<br />
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New year started with a new RHB ways of business. Less staff but more work. Last year, RHB has offered CTS (Career Transition Scheme) or better known as VSS. My ABM, Hj was replaced by his wife, Zarina. </div>
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Auni still go to the same school, Sek Men Keb Sultan Ismail. Amir on the other hand had moved to the secondary school, Sek Men Ibrahim...He seems happy there...</div>
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Zhafri will be doing his intern this year for 3 months and hopefully will complete his studies by this year. </div>
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Ibunimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13537854155942227503noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8261574173581224663.post-13383017695632937892020-04-22T09:51:00.004+08:002020-04-22T09:51:53.632+08:00How time flies...It has been awhile . It is either I have lost the interest in writing or I just dont know what to say anymore. But one thing for sure, I still read my few favorite blogs...<br />
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Time flies too fast nowadays. I just started to get busy at work and it is already time to go \home. It felt like I just doze off and the sun has started rising ...And I just started to post my blog and it is almost midnite...Dear me..<br />
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Life move on, We had to move fast to catch up the time. How time flies...A moment of turning back and you are long gone from the rest. There is no time to ponder nor hesitate.. Decision need to be made fast and move on...<br />
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I am now 56 yo and looking back, I have not done anything that differ from when I was 36 yo. But life keep move on and I always belief that what has past, let it passed. Live for today for a better tomorrow.<br />
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I have not been to my parents house due to the pandemic of COVID 19 for awhile. Last week, I came back to my house from Langkawi and thought of dropping by their house just to see how they were doing. Well, I made a few excuses to go there.<br />
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When I reached their house, I knocked on the door. It was not locked, I opened the door and my dad was sitting at his usual seat by the window with his sarong and shirtless. Gave him Salaam and both my husband and me stood by the doorway.<br />
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I did not want to go in as I had just arrived from Langkawi through Ferry at Kuala Kedah . God knows what germs/viruses I could have brought with me during the 2 hour journey. Standing at the doorway, dad looked like he had lost lots of weight. As usual, being a chatter box as he usually is, he invited us in and keep calling mom who was busy packing food for us. (my first excuse was I wanted her to tapaw sambal tumis telor-her delicious dish) and getting my ikan bilis (my second excuse) ready.<br />
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We left for home after getting a whole plastic bag of goodies from mom. Just before we got out of the neighbourhood, mom called me. I thought she forgot to pack something but she said dad wanted to talk to me.<br />
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Dad apologized for not recognizing us. He thought I was an old lady with my grandson...!! Actually I was wearing a long mini telekung and he presume that I was some friend of my mom came with my cucu (which is my husband). My husband had a time of his life when he heard that ...!!<br />
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That made me realised that dad is getting old and losing his sight slowly. Mind you, he is going to be 83 this year. I hope he has a long life and remain as happy as he is for years to come. <br />
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The outbreak was declared a Public Health Emergency of International Concern on 30 January 2020.<br />
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11 February 2020, Who announced the new corona virus disease as COVID-19.<br />
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Nanti next year jika umur panjang kita baca balik catatan sepanjang tempoh PKP<br />
2020 dalam ingatan..<br />
Sejarah dalam lipatan sepanjang perjalanan hidup diatas muka bumi Allah taala..<br />
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14 APRIL 2020<br />
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Bermula<br />
18 Mac - 14 April 2020<br />
Perintah Kawalan Pergerakan ...<br />
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Hari ni 12 April 2020 Perintah Kawalan Pergerakkan (PKP) fasa ke-3 bersambung hingga 28 april 2020.<br />
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⛽harga minyak jatuh sehingga RM1.25 seliter<br />
🏢Semua pejabat di seluruh Malaysia diarah tutup sepanjang Perintah Kawalan Pergerakan (PKP) dan kerja - kerja dilaksanakan sepenuhnya dari rumah.<br />
📱🖥️Semua sekolah dan pendidikan dilaksanakan di atas talian.<br />
🕴️🕴️Penjarakan sosial sentiasa diutamakan.<br />
♦️Pita pelekat dilekatkan di atas lantai - lantai kedai untuk menentukan jarak selamat 1 meter di antara pelanggan<br />
🍽️Restoran dan kedai - kedai makan ditutup, hanya dibenarkan bungkus sahaja.<br />
🚶🚶🚶Hanya beberapa orang sahaja dibenarkan berada di dalam kedai.<br />
🏤Kedai bukan keperluan asas dan perniagaan tidak berkaitan pembekalan makanan diarah tutup.<br />
🤸🏋️Keseluruhan acara dan musim sukan di seluruh dunia dibatalkan serta merta<br />
💃Konsert, perlancongan, festival, acara hiburan dibatalkan.<br />
👰🤵Majlis perkahwinan dan pelbagai sambutan majlis bersama keluarga dibatalkan.<br />
🕌⛩️Tiada lagi jemaah di masjid, dan rumah - rumah ibadat ditutup.<br />
👩👩👧👦👨👨👦Tidak dibenarkan perkumpulan 50 orang atau lebih, kemudian diubah kepada 20 org atau lebih, hanya dibenarkan 10 orang atau kurang dari itu dibenarkan.<br />
🎡⛲Taman permainan kanak - kanak ditutup.<br />
👩🔬👩⚕️Kekurangan stok penutup muka, gaun, dan sarung tangan untuk kegunaan pekerja barisan hadapan.<br />
🛌Kekurangan alat bantuan pernafasan bagi pesakit kritikal.<br />
🧤Berlakunya pembelian panik sehingga kekurangan alat pembasmian, tiada sabun cuci tangan, tiada cecair pembersih tangan<br />
🥦🛒Rak - rak di kedai menjadi kosong.<br />
🏭Kilang - kilang pembuatan, kilang penyulingan dan perniagaan lain telah menukar perkhidmatan mereka dengan membantu menyediakan visors, penutup muka, cecair pencuci tangan dan PPE.<br />
⛔Kerajaan telah melaksanakan sekatan jalan di setiap kawasan dan tertutup kepada pergerakan yang tidak penting.<br />
✈️Tiket kapal terbang murah, namun kita tidak boleh keluar melancong.<br />
Sidang media dari Kementerian Kesihatan di keudarakan setiap hari.<br />
📝Kemaskini kes baru, yang telah sembuh dan pesakit yang meninggal dunia dilakukan setiap hari.<br />
🚗🚦Jalan raya menjadi kosong tanpa kelibat manusia.<br />
🧤Ramai orang memakai penutup muka dan sarung tangan apabila keluar. <br />
👩⚕️Pekerja kesihatan pula, menjadi takut untuk pulang ke rumah dan berjumpa keluarga.<br />
📈📉" Mendatarkan lengkung graf" itulah yang sering dikatakan, bersama dengan kata-kata " Kita lakukan ini bersama" dan "Kita akan sembuh bersama"<br />
💰💵Bantuan Prihatin Nasional masuk dlm acc msg2 bermula hr ini.. Dari kerajaan yang baru seminggu terbentuk lalu terpaksa menghadapi ancaman wabak ini... Alhamdulillah tq PM<br />
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Ini adalah Novel Coronavirus ( Covid19) suatu penyakit pandemik, yang diwartakan pada 18 mac 2020<br />
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Kenapa saya tulis status ini?<br />
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Kerana , satu hari nanti ,status ini akan muncul di paparan ingatan FB saya, dan ia memberikan peringatan kepada saya, supaya menghargai nyawa ini dan orang - orang yang kita sayang.<br />
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Nikmat mana lagi yang telah kita dustai?<br />
Bersyukurlah. Dan sentiasa berterima kasih<br />
Lakukan kebaikan antara satu sama lain - sayangi antara satu sama lain - dan sentiasa menyokong antara satu sama lain<br />
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Kita semua adalah satu ! ❤️<br />
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18mac-30mac 2020 (pkp fasa1)<br />
1april -14april 2020 (pkp fasa2)<br />
15april-28april 2020 (pkp fasa3)<br />
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<br />Ibunimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13537854155942227503noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8261574173581224663.post-58501950939195433642016-08-31T12:34:00.001+08:002016-08-31T13:04:59.746+08:00Life Goes On<br />
It has been awhile . It is either I have lost the interest in writing or I just dont know what to say anymore. But one thing for sure, I still read my few favorite blogs...<br />
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Time flies too fast nowadays. I just started to get busy at work and it is already time to go \home. It felt like I just doze off and the sun has started rising ...And I just started to post my blog and it is almost midnite...Dear me..<br />
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Life move on, We had to move fast to catch up the time. How time flies...A moment of turning back and you are long gone from the rest. There is no time to ponder nor hesitate.. Decision need to be made fast and move on...<br />
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I dont have much time lately to lazy around. It is not my job that hinder me from my writing but I juz dont feel like sitting down and squeeze my brain for something to write...hehehee...in other word, I was too lazy to think.<br />
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Let me update on what had happened in my life and my circle of friends and family.<br />
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I became a step-grandma 3 years ago. another one came in about a year ago. 2 more coming by January next year...that was the addition<br />
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Did I tell about my new step mother? Well that was also an addition. My dad gotten married in May 2012 to a wonderful young lady, Noraini Ahmad.. mind you she is a year younger than me...hihihi My dad is soooo lucky to have her...<br />
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Recently my youngest brother just got his divorce on 15 August 2016.. That was a sad one...minus one sister in law...<br />
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I have a new maid now since my old one went back in July 2nd. We are still getting use to her around...<br />
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Well work wise... I am still the manager of RHB Islamic Bank.. Our branch is doing well with the limited manpower that were given to us...At least we maintained as the top 4 branches in Malaysia... BRAVO team!!<br />
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Let us move to my passion at the moment...<br />
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I am into online selling at the moment.. please do drop by my facebook page.. Onlineshopping IbuNim<br />
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okay gotta go for now.. will continue in a short while..<br />
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enjoy the poducts of my Online shop<br />
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One day, a man went to a bank wanted to open a savings account, He transferred RM1,000 from another account to the new account. The other account was opened with another branch nearby. The bank officer enquire why he need to open another account whereas he already had an account at the other branch. He just said that the branch is nearer to his home.<br />
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2 days later, the man came again with his daughter and son-in-law. They marched into the bracnh and demanded to know where has the money gone. The account is short of RM1,000!! The old man made a signal to the bank officer pleading not to let the children know of his new account. He even pretended to be a bit deaf of which his children thought their father is actually having hearing difficulty.<br />
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Upon deliberate and difficult handling of the couple, the manager informed that she will let them know once she managed to get the answer from CCTV. They left and next day, the father came again to the bank and apologizing for the mishap the day before. It seems that the children have been withdrawing the father's pension money and they insist on retaining his debit card. That's the reason he need another account to put in his money for his younger daughter's schooling needs.<br />
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Another father opened an account for his children to deposit his EPF money because he is a bankrupt. Trusting his own son, he deposited RM400,000 into one of his son's account. The next thing he knew, his son dissappeared with the money.<br />
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What happenned to the children nowadays? These generations has changed. Whatever will the next generation bocome if these generation behave this way. Where have the respect for own parents went? Where have the family's love gone? The world is coming to an end. it must be the upbringing that caused these actions.<br />
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We have to look back of how our parents brought us up and compare to how we brought our kids up..Think back and restore the way of living that we used to have. If we dont...we will not have generations to be proud of.... Ibunimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13537854155942227503noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8261574173581224663.post-35820535902175795762015-04-05T17:56:00.000+08:002015-06-24T06:54:49.690+08:002015 A new year my first noteAnother year went by and hstory has been created. Today we are a day old as days went by. We still looked back to our past, maybe for mere rememberance or even maybe we need to be certain that we are not making the same mistakes all over again. <br />
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Last year, my branch has managed to be no 1 top performing branch in Malaysia. This year it is going to be real tough to maintain the position. I was real proud of our achievements although our success was never acknowledged by our Regional boss, who said that we are "Jaguh Kampong". Well, whatever!! Good riddance to him as his bosses now knew what an "a**h*le" and pain in the neck he had been to his subordinates. he was advised to resigned..God works in mysterious ways...<br />
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This year, a few of our fellow branch managers also resigned.. Started with Norbaini, our Kota Kinabalu branch..then recently our Kuching branch, Hawina. Last year 2 of our colleagues retired, Mohd Basir, Caw Utama KL and Mashhudi, Caw Jalan Raja Laut and our Caw Taman Setia tropika manager, Nadzri resigned for a better business proposition.<br />
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New year new faces and new colleagues. New bosses as well.<br />
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My daughter, Auni also has finally joined the Secondary level in Sekolah Menengah Kebangsaan Sultan Ismail. She has grown up now...<br />
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Amir is in Year 6, preparing for his UPSR this year. I forgo the Auditor position in his PIBG this year.<br />
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Oh yes, we built another room for Amir..making a total of 6 rooms at our residence.. hahaha..there goes the land..<br />
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Zhafri, in his final year this year at MMU, Melaka. His cousin, Haikal has just started his International Studies there as well..<br />
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Another year, a lot of promises to fullfill..Another path to tracked. Another history to be created....<br />
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May this year will continue to become another good year for all of us with success and happiness along the way..Ibunimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13537854155942227503noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8261574173581224663.post-73808234719666787032014-05-29T20:30:00.003+08:002014-05-29T20:34:47.523+08:00CataractToday I had to go to Penang for a meeting. This same morning my husband will undergo a small operation to remove his cataract at Pantai Hospital Sungai Petani. I've got a ride from my fellow branch manager and my husband drove to hospital alone.<br />
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Half way through the meeting I asked to be excused early as I need to take care of my husband. I took a cab from ferry to Pantai Hospital Sg Petani and cost me RM60. Arriving at the hospital, my husband wanted to be discharged. He spoke to the nurses and got the discharged note. I took him home the same nite.<br />
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Tomorrow I have another meeting in Penang and definitely I had to be late coz I need to take my husband to see the doctor first.<br />
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29 May 2014 - Cataract operation; the cataract was removed and so does his lense of the left eye. The lens was then replaced with a new one.<br />
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Wonder how it works ..All through the operation , it was done live without any anaesthetic. except for the numb medication, the patient is awake and can have small talk with the doctor through out...<br />
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Today, we are having bubur tepong pulut for dessert for breaking fast..and donut for Kak Nini, my special girl..<br />
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Before that this is my first kuih for berbuka which I made myself. Sedap or not..that is not the question..janji I made it myself..All the children came home to celebrate Ramadhan at home. Afiq and his fiance, Alia brought back her friend, Aini. Zhafri, Amir and Auni. Me and hubby. and not forgetting, my maid, Ami...making a total of 10 of us.<br />
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We just heard about the passing of my sis-in-law's father. Innalillahhiwainna illahhirajiun. Al-Fatihah for arwah.<br />
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This year will be the first year we celebrate Ramadhan without my beloved mom.. Puasa and Raya will never be the same again without her. Semoga rohnya dicucuri Rahmat dan di tempatkan di kalangan orang-orang yang beriman...Aminn..Ibunimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13537854155942227503noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8261574173581224663.post-81240451644159230082012-04-24T19:07:00.001+08:002012-04-24T19:08:54.910+08:00MOM...I MISS U..Missing my mom dearly..It's been 5 months now but why is my heart still hurting...Ibunimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13537854155942227503noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8261574173581224663.post-26658801113693918472012-03-11T09:35:00.000+08:002012-03-11T10:05:38.423+08:00Life partner : sanggupkah sehidup semati?We had a gift. Gift of Love from the Al-Mighty. How we use the gift is another story. Some can treasure them and carry them to their grave. Some is still searching for it until they go to their grave. Some, even had it but let it go before they enter their grave.. We have the choice and we make our choices. There shouldn't be any regrets if we made our own choices. We just have to live with our choices.<br /><br />When we were young, we hardly think of our life partner. Someone may came along our way and we thought that person is our life partner. But life moves on and another person came along and we still thought that person is our life partner. We can never be sure until he/she became our life partner. Even if we married that person, we can never be sure he/she is our life partner. The relationship may end any time during our course of life. <br /><br />I always belief that a life partner is someone who will always treasure you till the end of time even after that. Someone who will forever put you on the pedestal no matter who you are. Life partner is not only for this life but also for the afterlife. How may of us actually find their true life partner?? I'm sure most would say that they have found him/her. But, as an afterthought..how many of this life partner would think of you every single day after you are gone?? How many are willing to treasure your memory till the end of their time..?<br /><br />I have seen few who truly loves their partner but after he/she has left, finally their heart turn to someone else. "Life goes on..." the famous quote. If they say love can be shared with many..I doubt that it is true love. There is only one true love and that love can never be shared with any...<br /><br />"Till death do us part"..what about after death? Most women will remain single after the death of their husband..but most men will remarry after their wife departed..Does it mean women's loves are stronger than men??? Women are more loyal and true to their love ones..? Do wonder about that.. Why do we need to replace our love ones after we had spent our whole adult life with him/her? Why do we cried our eyes out on his/her death bed and looking for their replacement the next day..? Have we actually found our life partner..?<br /><br />I do not know the answer to all the questions..but one thing for sure...not many of us had actually found our true love. Someone we would share our life alive and after they left..Someone irreplaceable or forgotten for all eternity..Well..we wouldn't know until we face it when the time comes... <br /><br />I often wonder, how would the departed feels when their life partner who had pledged his/her love for eternity, finally remarried ..? Or do they actually feel..? Or..how would the living partner feels to remarry again after his/her love had departed? Will there be any guilt or betrayal in their hearts...or they just figure out that.."Life goes on.." <br /><br />So the question is ..are you just a life partner or eternal partner?Ibunimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13537854155942227503noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8261574173581224663.post-16850393682826672002011-12-28T23:10:00.004+08:002011-12-28T23:41:47.318+08:0024th November 2011It was on the 21st of November, my family and I went to Alor Setar, my hometown, to pick up our new maid. But first, we decided to drop by my parents' house. Both my parents were there..It was just like any other visits to their home. My dad will sit at his chair and chatting with my husband while my kids did their own stuffs. And me, I will follow my mom wherever she went. So, I follow her to the kitchen. She was chatting all the way and told me about her sprankled ankle. I can see the bandage at her ankle. "Did it still hurt,mom?" She said no but she told me that at that point, she could here and loud "pop" when it happened. She planned to go for "urut" and wanted to asked my youngest brother to pick her up. But since we were there, she told me she planned to go the next day. That day we left their house at 6.30pm. Why did I felt like hugging her when we were leaving?? I was looking at her face..and there was something different which I cant put my finger on it. I really wanted to hugged her but I did not...Now I wish I had....:( That was the last smile I see on my mom's face and will always remember that last smile... <br /><br />We picked up the new maid and went straight home. I received a call from my sis in law - my mom has to be admitted and later fell into coma..My husband and I rushed back to Alor Setar that same night and when we reached my mom was already in coma and to be taken to the Hospital Sultanah Bahiyah, Alor Setar. I rode the ambulance with her. God only knew how I felt at the time..Just a matter of a few hours ago, she was all smiles and now she was lying so still in the ambulance.<br /><br />I prayed so hard for her to open her eyes and smile at me again. I guess I was hoping for a miracle...After tests were done, the doctor told me that she had a massive brain haemorrhage and there was nothing that can be done anymore...<br /><br />On 24th November 2011, I was so tired and sleepy and left the hospital at 3.20am. I told my son to call me if there are any changes. I received the call at 3.30am saying that my mom's pulse was slowing down. My mom left us at 3.57am on 24th November 2011. Al-fatihah..<br /><br /><br />Mom, I love you..and missing you every hour of the day..You touched so many hearts and left happiness in them. You are loved by every one who knew you because you have a beautiful heart.Ibunimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13537854155942227503noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8261574173581224663.post-50690814162288577682011-08-23T20:05:00.002+08:002011-08-23T20:28:58.773+08:00Ramadhan 2011<span class="Apple-style-span"><i>It is now 23 Ramadhan 1432 = 23August 2011. Seven more days of fasting. We have bought "Baju Raya" for the kids, my mom and for MIL. I got mine at one of the bazaar at Prai, Penang. At this age, I dont need expensive new clothes any more. </i></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><i>
<br /></i></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><i>I remember those days when I will go to the boutique for my baju raya. I was single then..Now I cant afford to dress lavishly. Let the kids enjoy themselves.They will soon grow out of it. </i></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><i>
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But...I had to passed through one kampong road..What I experienced every morning, makes me wonder ..Do these people care about their kids' life? </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></div><div><ul><li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: small; "><i>3 small children about 8 to 10 yo crossing a busy road, carrying heavy bags, without any adult supervising them. I've seen the cars had to break hard to avoid them..God forbid..if something should happened ...</i></span></li><li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: small; "><i>A father riding motorbike with 4 children-(one in front and 3 at the back)..only the father is wearing a helmet...Wonder where are their bags??</i></span></li><li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: small; "><i>A boy in school uniform, about 9yo, riding his bicycle on a narrow road (usually Kampong road is quite narrow)..without any light. Every time there's a water puddle, he would just swerve the bike to avoid it..mind you, there are a lot of water puddles on this road...you can imagine the car behind him had to slow down to a crawl to avoid hitting him..</i></span></li></ul><span class="Apple-style-span">How could any parents put their children's life at risk or are they just couldn't be bothered? These are some of the examples that I've seen on the road every morning..Not to mention the older boys with their motorbikes ( without helmet) racing with friends on the road...There was an accident which costs one life due to these boys about a year ago. An old man was hit and run by them. The police manage to identify them when one of the name tag with the school badge was found at the scene..Crime doesn't pay..</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span">To all parents out there..children are god's gifts to us...Love and care for them..Think of their safety above anything else.. </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><i><br /></i></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></div></div>Ibunimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13537854155942227503noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8261574173581224663.post-56164712700340189932011-06-21T08:14:00.013+08:002011-07-10T20:56:13.471+08:0021 JUNE 2011<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUDzoNZC4i8uRRYwBfbR2iL0itmphlB9ThAjowILOdQOdVkIhUqo6Cl7FetIGw68b8OMz1WUZkiKesKmr0HnKsuxzq3KzN8GfVwbwdZMYZUbYS3EaebQ_W2EMSd6D5VtA9PTTSXdYBdHw/s1600/DSC01160.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUDzoNZC4i8uRRYwBfbR2iL0itmphlB9ThAjowILOdQOdVkIhUqo6Cl7FetIGw68b8OMz1WUZkiKesKmr0HnKsuxzq3KzN8GfVwbwdZMYZUbYS3EaebQ_W2EMSd6D5VtA9PTTSXdYBdHw/s200/DSC01160.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621954899521734722" /></a><br />Today marked the 47th year of my life...That is a big number..3 years to be half a century..I'm almost ancient..hahaha..My mom was the first to sent me Birthday message..but my husband wished me my first birthday wish....Then my 2 little ones..<div><div>My colleagues gave me a cake at the office. And surprisingly I received a bouquet of flowers from my old buddy fro</div><div>m schooling time,,It was definitely a wonderful surprise...</div><div><br /></div></div><div>Well...I wonder what I have achieved for the past 47 years...??There were a few good memories </div><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHSB4qo8hxb2PnEyBARVmrVB78AC4LhVbh4xI0MqeiYL2jErAkwVhKWhh8PlPBAcKbjAhft_txNxLxKd1SmIgg51QdmB4oB86mviZuXi2N-7KSCQLqroQfS3gzVQyXReckaozbQyZTtoo/s200/IMAG0118.jpg" style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621955540621714658" /><div>and quite a number of not so good memories..These events made us what we are today..more colors gave more personalities traits..Wiser? I guess some would still question this ability..especially after what I have gone through these past years. Greater patience? Well, most would definitely agree to this trait.. Matured? maybe..Complacent? That's </div><div>a definite NO!! More things to do and explore...</div><div><br /></div><div>Thanks to my 3 children who has given me enough colors to my life...Without them, I will not be as strong as I am now.They are my strength and wisdom. They reminde me of who I was before. There are times I wish th</div><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiiUGLobV2wJcVPbKbvpE2bloRxtclPCMMtb-3rStr6EfiCklLh_GU-t_LnJMV1KbSv5zQmD1udR5iN88nAb8STEM8zIOK9qC4sVh4ZtKYPoZCSLJOtcmsJfyCf3tjSCdXaKEpEcjsUNis/s200/DSC01161.JPG" style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621954903152962674" /><div>ey could be like me..more independant and strong minded but I cant change them. They are what they are. I just hope that they will grow to be strong in bo</div><div>dy, mind and health. It take times and experience to be what I am now.</div><div><br /></div><div>My past experience had me strong minded and almost heartless..These could be good or maybe bad. Depends on how some look at it..Some even said I am too "degil" never one to listen to other's opinion or advices. Some even questioned me.." seriously you dont feel anything??not even anger??" Somehow..heartless people seldom hurts especially the strong-minded-heartless person.. We just dont care and couldn't be bother to think or consider things that cant be changed..That should be a good thing. right?Less heartache and worries...live longer..</div><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7ab06XvzD-xx4m0fLLnSlYp2OBehxB_y1xhnSsiwcH9vgtkzq57AQ5XubHdFIwMtysDxBcqe7NP9-Pmj2dnh_bVPzNNDHJ9ahyphenhyphendnODG3U2yDOyR6bnw7cy69Z004capSMz1P3gbJE6aY/s200/IMAG0119.jpg" style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621955550125577730" /><div><br /></div><div>So, the day is almost over, finally, I've received birthday wishes from my eldest son.. Frankly I thought he would be the first to wish me (feeling quite disappointed that he didn't even send me a tinkle) but unfortunately he was ill today. Get well soon dear boy...</div><div><br /></div><div>Hubby gave me perfume..does it mean I dont smell good enough for him??hehehe</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div> </div>Ibunimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13537854155942227503noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8261574173581224663.post-43100012075363713912011-06-18T10:26:00.007+08:002011-06-19T20:13:48.503+08:00Happy birthday Auni...<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXG67UAkJO38qb3sE-ACRe_V22gVp_vWGtJ5lIma9STojIB3AyndbLhAUHpQPHsxYtp8smhVb8hTrpVhLAIlIM42zqjm4StpNedATZjzgKCic06NVlYesq6Gbv7A4YBUWY2dug1pdmGNc/s1600/DSC01138.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXG67UAkJO38qb3sE-ACRe_V22gVp_vWGtJ5lIma9STojIB3AyndbLhAUHpQPHsxYtp8smhVb8hTrpVhLAIlIM42zqjm4StpNedATZjzgKCic06NVlYesq6Gbv7A4YBUWY2dug1pdmGNc/s200/DSC01138.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619382268232199554" /></a><br />12 June 2011 - Auni's 11th birthday..The number added another one year but she is still the baby girl..I told her that she is going to get her I/C next year..She asked me back.."I/C tu apa ibu?"<div><br /></div><div>My sister-in-law and family came to our house for her birthday bringing along my MIL (whose birthday a day earlier). So, I planned with my maid, since they are here, might as well we had a small makan-makan for the occasion. I bought blueberry cheese cake from Secret Recipe and my maid cooked fried bihun..</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjE_VvCM4xz2pYMnvVNF_aawp0SM9W9hUF4aGcJ4FTZ3qlwVa_MByBn8Hb3gMU-VV6d33zBQEtG4yH9i4-HeLq0Q0yFqUlT5iJCln0c1OPrW5Sf3SXhbT8ZsWW5dzFHByrWi5uAQ8TRrgs/s200/DSC01140.JPG" style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619383024525623506" /></div><div>Auni with her cousins, sister and her sister's friend....</div><div><br /></div><div>Where's Amir? He is somewhere at the back of the house</div><div>..sulking- because it was not his birthday...and attention are all for his sister...</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>Auni's presents from ibu, Amir, Ayah Kak Ika, </div><div>Kak Alia and Ayah Yan...</div><div><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXrBOYPc65Sp0jOWPpcb3zHyH8SQ2uT3Mr2SAcBDdzdF3NFanmrj1IU8pwOQ4h0o7ycS8ExGVrefCfnEhYsP8Wz3ULrwK80MK7u2pcNfDvaAGHz47f5PIkVvr6_wwvLSsFg_PPWrvlr8Q/s200/DSC01144.JPG" style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619384309478096930" /></div><div><br /></div><div>HAPPY BIRTHDAY AUNI....</div><div><br /></div><div>You will always be my lill innocent girl...Love you always! (Hangsang salang - in Korean)</div>Ibunimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13537854155942227503noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8261574173581224663.post-25619606007607560382011-06-05T08:49:00.016+08:002011-06-19T21:15:18.823+08:00Penang 2011<div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div>School holidays has started..The kids are so happy but the mom...? Busy with budget for the holidays. We will be having our family gathering at Bayview Penang (as always, since I am a member of Bayview) from 31 May 2011 until 3 June 2011. Managed to booked 6 suites and 1 sea view deluxe..<div>Holidays started with sending my maid to her sister-in-law's place in Ipoh on 29th May. We left in the morning and headed to Gopeng ( my maid claimed their house is in Gopeng) Stopped by Bukit Gantang for lunch.. </div>When we reach Gopeng, we realized that their house is in Ipoh. Actually she went there sometimes last year and the bus stopped at Medan Gopeng in Ipoh. And this clever girl thought, she was in Gopeng. We turned back to Ipoh and stopped by Kellie's Castle for a tour. Frankly, there's nothing much to see there and it was blazing hot...in the afternoon. <div><br /></div><div><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0T57-nmeOl9PglnJ0f8YdRqq7Qpb4twa2eyApC1vLBW2UTsJWWMVIhlfItoY2cMYAj22cLNxKlgLGXSsCFBFRUkP6JWKwefErn3a2OtStzpL3Kk9HaiI2OQgFiCae_8iVT79je4JC-08/s200/DSC01051.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619903650362833362" /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>We, finally dropped her off at Ipoh and headed back. My son wanted to go to the Zoo...so we took another detour to Taiping. Here we are at Taiping Zoo..watching the animals and them watching us , too...hehehe..</div><div><br /></div><div><div><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjuWKbW38izDVSaHxn237xnlArixVWERa_a5VBEezs2cDaJJi6p8oeb3oB0cNy74pzbW3g41PbrsqgZzgC8tlRjXNTwMcUpxVyL9pd3BtnWGDP6RFYt9NAj1nXU1hzeMqfBzy1Kgpses5s/s200/DSC01095.JPG" style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619904460302392786" /><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span>After the train ride within the zoo...Amir wanted to</div><div> go back and watch the snakes..so, we walked towards the direction showed by the guide..after a few minutes wal</div><div>king...we still hadn't see any snake cages..Finally...we turned back as everybody was so tired... This is the last place in the zoo - the elephants..see the kids' ti</div><div>red faces plus their father's too....</div></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>We returned home straight and the kids slept in my room that night..dreamless hopefully...</div><div><br /></div><div>The next day, we started for Penang to my MIL's house but this time</div><div>, we headed straight to Bayview Beach Hotel to check in for my sister whose arriving that day...Once settled, we headed to Balik Pulau straight...and stayed overnight..The next day we went to Prai first to collect my Ipad2 at DHL office. I was very excited...Unfortunately, it was useless because I</div><div> cant download iTune since there's no pc around.</div><div><br /></div><div>After getting our ration at Tesco, we headed to Bayview Hotel at Batu Feringhi. My parents and younger brother has arrived and gotten their room. I checked in for our room and my elder brother who will be arriving much later...<span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span></div><div><br /></div><div>These are some of my nieces and nephews and my kids<span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span></div><div>sunbathing by the sea....I had my feet massage (for the first time in my life)<span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span></div><div>Then, I had half body massage...My sister has feet massage but she claimed she felt the pain in her neck and worsen when she got home...</div><div><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKwpyPWtcGoRewfGM21a-q8vGZ5-QUx0h46tdUsPcSu9ZGBTCdgXsFxqe80ennyjbV7W773lyicOVF0febsge_7owjbsOaQcCSvsh95pq9RcG2SOG8B3q12ASPkUY1djKc_hIUhjB37Yw/s200/DSC01099.JPG" style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619918195404155954" /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>We had our sightseeing in Penang...The Herb Garden.. We were given anti-mosquitoes spray to avoid being bitten by one..</div><div><br /></div><div>Everybody was exhausted half way through...Blame it on the heat and we had to go uphill most of the time..We stopped by the restaurant and quenched our thirst...I even bought some fresh vanilla which is still</div><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYmCwwxcJWpXKTIpqcwbC0w4OwaHnDU_00XsY13dVwIKC7AQ9qbyVYe7QrahcYKd0sUKBPVNn8BvIHW3gupKqQi3JPphfDAoiSn-Ci818P0PzRFmnSNRZHIo2MdsFrIwPkaRRIupbhp48/s200/DSC01119.JPG" style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619912681531200914" /><div> in the packet until now...hihihi...</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwOS9C6Hzc1qwdCS2JPgsZEpTAvmVC66NcRUKdwtLdim3RQwiuuGOGYOlmo1sLYZfK2qeMHCrT2CtH348giRbP50Mbfu7b79880fB3Z-1jgPFNAEfKi6BZsKj_aQkspxxhpUHoHPnYWJQ/s200/DSC01108.JPG" style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619914107782004098" /></div><div><br /></div><div>Amir, as usual wanted a horse ride.</div><div>And he got one.......</div><div><br /></div><div>We all stayed there for 4 days and 3 nights. The last day, all of us received bad news - my sis in law's dad admitted to ICU..All of us then went straight to Sg Petani to visit him after checking out........</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div>Ibunimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13537854155942227503noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8261574173581224663.post-2667084504177973372011-01-17T15:15:00.003+08:002011-02-12T21:15:12.802+08:002011- Year of Rabbit2010 went by..now we are moving into 2011..Things have changed, feelings for things differs, beliefs deepens and interests moved perspectives... <div><br /></div><div>However, we remained the same self. My kids have grown and their priorities have changed. What can I expect? They cant remain as my little girl or boys forever..As they grow, there'll be no more tickling and giggling any more..they become too adult too fast.</div><div><br /></div><div>Even my youngest 8yo is too shy to let me kiss him goodbye at school. My 11 yo is talking about boys at school. Not to mention my eldest..hmmm..My kids are my mirror. They show me who I am. They remind me of who I used to be. I hope they can be as strong as me to face all the life challenge...never say never..and nothing is impossible..</div><div><br /></div><div>2011 brings a few changes in my working life as well.. I have different post and more responsibilities came with it. I will have to work beyond normal hours and will have to go out more often. New perspective, new priorities. then came new challenges.</div><div><br /></div><div> I am a Wood Dragon and in this Metal Rabbit year the chinese horoscope predicts that I would have a better luck and a change in career, better health-wise..well, we'll just have to wait and see.</div><div><br /></div><div> </div>Ibunimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13537854155942227503noreply@blogger.com0