<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21190194</id><updated>2011-11-28T08:11:21.434+08:00</updated><category term='My Favourites'/><category term='Ranting..........'/><category term='My Family'/><category term='Masak Masak'/><category term='My Favourites...'/><category term='Food'/><category term='Friends'/><category term='Oscar'/><category term='My Family....'/><category term='Work'/><category term='Mememe'/><category term='My Weekend'/><category term='Surprises'/><category term='Jokes'/><category term='Tags'/><title type='text'>I blog for Oscar</title><subtitle type='html'>This is a place where I can rant and grumble about the facts of life and my daily stories at work and at home and my family. Most important, its a journal for me to keep track of how wonderful it is to see Oscar grow everyday.

I Love You Oscar....</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylittlechampion.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21190194/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylittlechampion.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21190194/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Oscar's Mommy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6697/1903/200/Picture%20001.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>189</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21190194.post-5727140760754555805</id><published>2007-02-23T17:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-23T17:44:09.321+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mememe'/><title type='text'>"Pindah Rumah"</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;Dear All,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#993399;"&gt;I have moved to another level... Wordpress.  Pls visit me as usual here:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://oscaryong.wordpress.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;http://oscaryong.wordpress.com&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;Once again, thank you all for being here with me and my family; giving comments and well wishes.  I have I can blog more smoothly in my new site....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21190194-5727140760754555805?l=mylittlechampion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylittlechampion.blogspot.com/feeds/5727140760754555805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21190194&amp;postID=5727140760754555805' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21190194/posts/default/5727140760754555805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21190194/posts/default/5727140760754555805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylittlechampion.blogspot.com/2007/02/pindah-rumah.html' title='&quot;Pindah Rumah&quot;'/><author><name>Oscar's Mommy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6697/1903/200/Picture%20001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21190194.post-8048989240235013764</id><published>2007-02-21T12:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-21T12:12:06.904+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><title type='text'>Blood Type B+ is required URGENTLY to SAVE LIVES.... pls help spread the news around...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Need help urgently!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;During this festive season, we are all spending quality time with our beloved ones being family members or friends.  Let us all not forget the unfortunate ones too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Just spoke to a &lt;a href="http://www.laundry.wordpress.com"&gt;friend&lt;/a&gt; and she asked if we good people can help to spread the word around as she has a church friend who needs this blood type urgently....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Therefore, pls do your good deed and if you ever come accross anybody who is willing to donate blood type B+, please do not hesistate to contact myself @ &lt;a href="mailto:anchan15@gmail.com"&gt;anchan15@gmail.com&lt;/a&gt;.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Do you part and save lives....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21190194-8048989240235013764?l=mylittlechampion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylittlechampion.blogspot.com/feeds/8048989240235013764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21190194&amp;postID=8048989240235013764' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21190194/posts/default/8048989240235013764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21190194/posts/default/8048989240235013764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylittlechampion.blogspot.com/2007/02/blood-type-b-is-required-urgently-to.html' title='Blood Type B+ is required URGENTLY to SAVE LIVES.... pls help spread the news around...'/><author><name>Oscar's Mommy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6697/1903/200/Picture%20001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21190194.post-3201300835983971094</id><published>2007-02-15T08:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-15T08:58:43.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;This week has been a very busy week for me.  I have not:-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;1) Really cleaned the house.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;2) Washed all the laundries.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;3) Ironed the clothes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;4) Bought mandarin oranges.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;5) 'Fung lai si'... inserted $$ into its pouch la...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;6) Go round and buy goodies for my mom...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;The above are only the top priority on my list now... in actual fact, I have lots to be done to welcome the Chinese New Year.... Oh well, I am busy and what the heck; no one visits my home so I can just treat it like a normal public holiday... No mood la this year. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Oscar is now recovering but still refuse to take solids and very moody and drowsy all the time... can simply 'tertidur' anywhere in the house ...... Thank you all for the well wishes...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Will be taking a break (hopefully not for long) and will welcome you all into my new home...hehe (I think some of you already knew about my new home...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Last but not lease "&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY CHINESE NEW YEAR&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;"..... *oink-oink* (pig sound)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21190194-3201300835983971094?l=mylittlechampion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylittlechampion.blogspot.com/feeds/3201300835983971094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21190194&amp;postID=3201300835983971094' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21190194/posts/default/3201300835983971094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21190194/posts/default/3201300835983971094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylittlechampion.blogspot.com/2007/02/busy.html' title='Busy...'/><author><name>Oscar's Mommy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6697/1903/200/Picture%20001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21190194.post-2162439926147645490</id><published>2007-02-12T22:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-12T22:27:00.242+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Oscar'/><title type='text'>Up-date on Oscar</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;My dear son has been sick for the past few days.  It has already '&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;pecahkan&lt;/span&gt;' the record of 3-days last year!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;He lost altogether 4 pounds in 4-days!!! His face is now so small and he feels lighter by the weight now as I carried him to the bedroom a moment ago.  He has lost his entire appetite.  Even junk food like yogurt or biscuit does not enticed him.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;All he does now is just lie down on the couch and fall asleep and woke up and asleep and woke up through out the day.  His daily meal consumption is just milk (5oz each time compare to normal 8oz) and plain water.  He &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; want to eat rice or soup or noodles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;He slept so much, that his back has turned red and there are &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; of lines at the back.  And because he sleeps on his right side most of the time, his right face has got lines and his right ears turned red and there are skin peeling already. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I used to make noise when Oscar is messing around with my things at home or when he plays his toys (its every where in the house like a war zone!)... these few days, I sort of missed the house being 'messy'.  I missed those days when my little boy would use all his mighty &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;strenght&lt;/span&gt; to push our lazy chair to the centre of the living room so that he can sit there and enjoy his cartoon while 'ordering' me around, I missed those days when he would call me loudly in our dressing room to ask me to look for him (he likes playing hide and seek but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; know the actual 'rule' or the game) and whenever I opened the fridge, I anticipated that I hear his little feet 'patting' on the floor coming from my back and asked 'Mommy, I want &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Yakult&lt;/span&gt;..' or 'Mommy, one yogurt peas (please)'... but no, he didnt come near to the fridge.. only asked me from the living room what did I took out from the fridge..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Oscar, please be good and take your medicine and please get well soon... If you continue to be ill, then you will not have a chance to parade your new &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;cheongsam&lt;/span&gt; (for boy wan la) on the first day of Chinese New Year...  Grandpa and Ah Po both are worried sick because of you... Ah Po even offered to let you stay over night till you are better... Daddy did not get a good night sleep for the past few days and daddy is now looking very much like a China Panda Bear (with his big belly &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;protruding&lt;/span&gt; out!)... We all love you Oscar...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21190194-2162439926147645490?l=mylittlechampion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylittlechampion.blogspot.com/feeds/2162439926147645490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21190194&amp;postID=2162439926147645490' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21190194/posts/default/2162439926147645490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21190194/posts/default/2162439926147645490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylittlechampion.blogspot.com/2007/02/up-date-on-oscar.html' title='Up-date on Oscar'/><author><name>Oscar's Mommy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6697/1903/200/Picture%20001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21190194.post-2770066327608928384</id><published>2007-02-10T17:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-09T23:57:04.213+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Oscar'/><title type='text'>My Longest Night Ever...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I wished that weekday nights were as long as last night so that I can get more sleeps!! But, last night was really a challenge for me and hubby as we both could not get a wink.  Oscar was terribly sick even we gave him his medication.  His fever subsided but the flu and cough is just unbearable. *Touch Wood* Oscar seldom fall 'this' sick for his entire 3.5 years old life.  His common fever come and go within a day and its &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;usually&lt;/span&gt; very mild.  Oscar will be his usual self running and messing things around. Yesterday evening was really crazy as he refuse to eat or drink.  I went &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;berserk&lt;/span&gt; last night as hubby got entertaining to do also.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Oscar slept early on the couch last night and when I want to carry him into the room, he refused.  So, he slept of the couch almost till midnight.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Me and hubby could not sleep as we took turn to take temperature and feed him water.  At about 2am, Oscar woke me up telling me that he is hot.  I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;dozed&lt;/span&gt; off a little and I got a shocked to know that my poor boy is really hot on the forehead.  Took temperature and it was like 37Deg &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Cel&lt;/span&gt;! Sponged him and he was alright.  Couldn't sleep any longer this time.  My eyes was like wide opened.  At about 3.30am Oscar woke up again and hubby took his temperature and this time was 40Deg &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Cel&lt;/span&gt;!!!! We sponged him and feed him &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;paracetamol&lt;/span&gt; and the fever just &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; go off.  That's it! Hubby was like as panic as the night I gave birth!  Packed our stuff and head to the clinic nearby.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Upon reaching the clinic, the nurse took her own sweet time to register Oscar and hubby was like really mad... told the nurse "Excuse me, hurry up! Emergency here! High fever la... Faster la!" Then when we went to see the doctor, Oscar's temperature went down a bit; 38Deg &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Cel&lt;/span&gt;.. doctor gave &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;suppository&lt;/span&gt; immediately.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Upon reaching home, Oscar's temperature was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt; but he was having lots of phlegm... little boy could not sleep either.  All the ding dong, it was already 6am... we all could not sleep but lie quietly on our bed.  Hubby finally got up from bed at 8am and me too.... Can't sleep but Oscar was in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;lala&lt;/span&gt;-land already.  Temperature normal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;But, the story doesn't end here.  This morning while I was chatting with &lt;a href="http://sashablablabla.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Sasha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://blog.julianmorin.com/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Julian&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, Oscar cried out loudly and when I went into the room, his temperature was 40Deg &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Cel&lt;/span&gt; again!!! Damn panic as hubby went to work already.  Packed my bag again and this time really ready to go hospital... but before leaving, I put &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;suppository&lt;/span&gt; again... and I left Oscar alone so that I can go close the windows and turn off the stove... Wow, very quickly I went to pick Oscar up and I felt that his temperature dropped.  Took the thermometer to double check and his temperature dropped to 37Deg &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Cel&lt;/span&gt; again he Oscar fell asleep again.(wa must stock suppository liow after this...)  So, I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; bring him to the hospital.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;*Phew* This is my biggest challenge as I have not seen Oscar this sick before and knowing the fact that it's me that caused Oscar to be sick, I feel like kicking myself in the arse!  I should have left him at my mom's place few days ago when I was sick... sorry boy.  I was not fully recovered too so all the up and down and sleepless night, I am having a fever again and coughing again.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Shish&lt;/span&gt;! So is this the way that I am welcoming Chinese New Year this year?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21190194-2770066327608928384?l=mylittlechampion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylittlechampion.blogspot.com/feeds/2770066327608928384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21190194&amp;postID=2770066327608928384' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21190194/posts/default/2770066327608928384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21190194/posts/default/2770066327608928384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylittlechampion.blogspot.com/2007/02/my-longest-night-ever.html' title='My Longest Night Ever...'/><author><name>Oscar's Mommy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6697/1903/200/Picture%20001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21190194.post-6066489393553604634</id><published>2007-02-07T22:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T22:25:32.488+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Oscar'/><title type='text'>Sick (Part 2)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I was and still sick as at today. Its even worst today as I have had a very high fever... My whole body ache like mad and even a light touch will caused me to shout in pain!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;As I was drifting into my sleeps in and out like some sick people in the hospital, my darling has this to tell me:-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Oscar: Mommy, why you sleep? Now not yet dark dark.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Me: Mommy sick la Oscar. Go and play outside with your toys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Oscar: Wait...(he left the room)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;* A minute later he came back with something.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Oscar: Mommy, put this... (he slaps a 'Cool Fever' on my forehead)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Me: Oh, Oscar, this is for you, not for mommy...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Oscar: Oscar so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;san&lt;/span&gt;-yang mommy... I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;fu&lt;/span&gt; (love) you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Me: *So touched till I cried... cried because in pain also la* I love you too Oscar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Then my little boy left me alone in the room to sleep and him playing alone outside. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;After I woke up, I am still like a zombie. While sitting on the couch, I drifted to sleep again (Damn flu medicine) (at-choo, wanton anybody hehe). Oscar came to me and wants to be hugged. My poor boy, I asked him not to come near me as I was having a terrible flu. Don't know if he understood me and he just left me alone drifting into my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;lala&lt;/span&gt;-land again and again...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;"Oscar, mommy promised to make up to you when mommy is better &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21190194-6066489393553604634?l=mylittlechampion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylittlechampion.blogspot.com/feeds/6066489393553604634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21190194&amp;postID=6066489393553604634' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21190194/posts/default/6066489393553604634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21190194/posts/default/6066489393553604634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylittlechampion.blogspot.com/2007/02/sick-part-2.html' title='Sick (Part 2)'/><author><name>Oscar's Mommy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6697/1903/200/Picture%20001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21190194.post-6964882736418401240</id><published>2007-02-05T22:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-05T22:30:35.117+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mememe'/><title type='text'>Aduh!!! Pain Pain</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Aduh! Pain... pain...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Yes, I am sick already and I can't go blog hopping and no weekend up date for you guys. Was not feeling really good in the morning as I woke up from bed but must 'tahan' and drag myself to work... Blueh... the feeling is horrible when I reached office, but as there is a seminar that I am invited to attend, I have to be strong...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Before heading to the seminar, I had to rush to do some errands and was really driving like a mad person on the road cos I was super duper late.  Reached the seminar room and was like oooOOOooo late!! But it was a fruitful seminar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Left the seminar at about 4 plus and head back to office as there are some work which I need to attend to and while driving, I sneezed non stop and my throat was like.... er... there is a sharp cut in it! Could not swallow my saliva also.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;When I reached office, quickly made myself a cup of hot tea as my whole body was not well altogether....My whole body was like very cold and very hot at the same time... until goose-bumps also got! Rang hubby up to tell him that and he asked me to go home straight away... how to go la...when I was about to leave, the phone rang.... when I was about to close the door, the phone rang... dingdong dingdong, I left the office at close to 7pm!!! Bbrrrrrrrrr.... cold....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Went to pick Oscar up and head home straight.  Had my shower and went out for a quick dinner (lazy to cook and tarak strenght la).  Had porridge for dinner and went home straight away...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Now eyes all screwed up but still want to do this post... Ok. zzz time... Want to take a day or two off if this week is not too busy... my body need some time off la cos during weekends, I didnt rest well.  Need to be maid to clean house and also part time staff to hubby... sienzzzz.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21190194-6964882736418401240?l=mylittlechampion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylittlechampion.blogspot.com/feeds/6964882736418401240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21190194&amp;postID=6964882736418401240' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21190194/posts/default/6964882736418401240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21190194/posts/default/6964882736418401240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylittlechampion.blogspot.com/2007/02/aduh-pain-pain.html' title='Aduh!!! Pain Pain'/><author><name>Oscar's Mommy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6697/1903/200/Picture%20001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21190194.post-5746613122272503473</id><published>2007-02-03T19:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-03T21:03:16.872+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tags'/><title type='text'>Kena Tagged O-gain...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Haha&lt;/span&gt;, got this from &lt;a href="http://jessiewyt.blogspot.com/"&gt;Jess&lt;/a&gt; and this got postponed for a few days... Busy with some other stuff. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt;, now must sit down and do my homework.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;5-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Fav&lt;/span&gt; Blog I read everyday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://sashablablabla.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Blog sphere&lt;/span&gt; Star&lt;/a&gt; : This blog i must visit at least twice a day cos sometimes the writer will have blog &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;diarrhoea&lt;/span&gt; so a day might have a few post. I like this blog cos its really funny and her &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;bb&lt;/span&gt; really cute one...This blog also teaches us how to cook occasionally &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://jazzmint.net/blog/"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Jazzmint&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;: This is also a must visit blog cos there are two little cute &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;bb&lt;/span&gt; whom the elder daughter is a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;fav&lt;/span&gt; for my Oscar.... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;everytime&lt;/span&gt; when Oscar sees me turning on the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;lappie&lt;/span&gt;, he'll ask for this little girl.... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;hehe&lt;/span&gt;... this blog also sometimes tells &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;abt&lt;/span&gt; their travelling and when you read also &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;hor&lt;/span&gt;... you feel like travelling la...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://ramblingmoo.wordpress.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Angeleyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;: There is a sub-blog from here which is like a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;masak&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;masak&lt;/span&gt; blog... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;, must read la cos want to '&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;curi&lt;/span&gt;' some cooking idea la.. The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;maind&lt;/span&gt; blog also nice cos when you see the owner's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;bb&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;hor&lt;/span&gt;... you feel like pinching and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;bitting&lt;/span&gt; the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;bb's&lt;/span&gt; face.... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;geram&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;nya&lt;/span&gt;! Just joking...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.laundryamah.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;LaundryAmah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;: &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Yaya&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;eventho&lt;/span&gt;' I know she is blogging and doing up a post, I still want to read cos she very funny one... and also now she seldom in the office, so less yakking time with me.. reading her blog kind of up-dating myself la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;And all other nice blogs which I cannot do without daily... reading these blogs really make me a happier person and also it widens my circle of friends...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Not tagging anyone cos the last time I tagged &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;ppl&lt;/span&gt; on the 70Questions, they are still not recovering from it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21190194-5746613122272503473?l=mylittlechampion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylittlechampion.blogspot.com/feeds/5746613122272503473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21190194&amp;postID=5746613122272503473' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21190194/posts/default/5746613122272503473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21190194/posts/default/5746613122272503473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylittlechampion.blogspot.com/2007/02/kena-tagged-o-gain.html' title='Kena Tagged O-gain...'/><author><name>Oscar's Mommy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6697/1903/200/Picture%20001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21190194.post-4941280407183560969</id><published>2007-02-02T22:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-02T22:47:12.022+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mememe'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Oscar'/><title type='text'>He broke my heart *sob*</title><content type='html'>Its one of those day which I couldn't understand what my little boy wants.  It all begin in the morning when Oscar was weeping when we reached the school.  He keep on telling me that he wants daddy to go pick him up later.  My answer was yes as our usual arrangement was, if I were to send Oscar in the morning, hubby got to make sure that he fetches Oscar in the afternoon.  But today I have decided that I go and pick Oscar up instead after school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As soon as my little boy sees me coming into the school compound, he straight away flashes his million dollar smile at me and when we got into the car, he was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;smiling&lt;/span&gt; and asking me to take him to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;McDonalds&lt;/span&gt;.  I said no cos we had fast food last week and I usually let Oscar eat fast food only once every two week and if I can avoid, I'll avoid altogether.  So, here I went to convince him:-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oscar: Mommy, take Oscar to eat &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;McDonalds&lt;/span&gt;. I want I want...&lt;br /&gt;Me: Oscar, Ah Po (my mom) cooked rice already.  So, we have to go home to eat.&lt;br /&gt;Oscar: No No... we eat rice tonight... now eat nuggets, corn.... drink some cold water...&lt;br /&gt;Me: Er Oscar, now &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;hor&lt;/span&gt;, the sun very hot la... the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;McDonalds&lt;/span&gt; uncle not open la... so we go tonight with Daddy &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;Oscar: No!!! Dark dark (night time) only &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;McDonalds&lt;/span&gt; uncle not open ma... dark dark uncle sleep ma... now go now got open...&lt;br /&gt;Me: *thinking hard and driving straight to mom's place*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upon reaching mom's place, Oscar was very &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;un&lt;/span&gt;-happy and he said this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oscar: Oscar tonight &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; want go home. Sleep with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;PoPo&lt;/span&gt; only.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Why? You &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; want to go home to sleep with mommy and daddy &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;meh&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;Oscar: Oscar &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; love mommy anymore.... Oscar &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; want mommy anymore....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upon hearing this, my heart ache the most.... How could a 3.5 yr old boy differentiate between love and hate; like and dislike especially when it comes to unconditional love like mother and son kind of love....Oscar repeatedly told me that he &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; want to come home with me but was made to cos my mom got to go out for some errands....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oscar, mommy love you so so much... be good &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21190194-4941280407183560969?l=mylittlechampion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylittlechampion.blogspot.com/feeds/4941280407183560969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21190194&amp;postID=4941280407183560969' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21190194/posts/default/4941280407183560969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21190194/posts/default/4941280407183560969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylittlechampion.blogspot.com/2007/02/he-broke-my-heart-sob.html' title='He broke my heart *sob*'/><author><name>Oscar's Mommy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6697/1903/200/Picture%20001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21190194.post-319442524829642275</id><published>2007-01-30T00:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-30T00:13:04.563+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Oscar'/><title type='text'>My Mini Conversation with Oscar (lost count on the number already)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Haha, yes, mommy is getting old Oscar, so mommy actually lost count on the number of these little conversation I had with you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Last week when mommy went to fetch you from school:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Mommy: Hi Oscar.  How was school today?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Oscar: Ok fine thang q.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Mommy: What did you had for your snack today?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Oscar: Hmmm.... soup soup.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Mommy: What soup? Mihun soup?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Oscar: No No, Mr Bean Soup.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;* Now, can you readers out there guessed what type of soup Oscar had in school?  Yes, he had Red Bean Soup... Not Mr Bean Soup....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#6600cc;"&gt;This evening before you go to bed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Oscar: Mommy carry you (me)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Mommy: Mommy busy with work la... wait ah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Oscar: Cannot wait... carry you (me) now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Mommy: Why so manja one...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Oscar: B'cos my eyes cannot open and my leg cannot walk... I so tired... carry you(me) to bed peeas....(please)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;** I Love You Oscar **&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21190194-319442524829642275?l=mylittlechampion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylittlechampion.blogspot.com/feeds/319442524829642275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21190194&amp;postID=319442524829642275' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21190194/posts/default/319442524829642275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21190194/posts/default/319442524829642275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylittlechampion.blogspot.com/2007/01/my-mini-conversation-with-oscar-lost.html' title='My Mini Conversation with Oscar (lost count on the number already)'/><author><name>Oscar's Mommy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6697/1903/200/Picture%20001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21190194.post-5030490829178799715</id><published>2007-01-29T22:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-30T00:05:45.265+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mememe'/><title type='text'>F.R.I.E.N.D.S</title><content type='html'>Tonight was one of those lonely night cos hubby got to work late and also got to go entertain some customer.  Oscar slept super early today cos he kept on telling me he is tired so I tucked him in early tonight.  So, the whole house is very quiet and as I was doing some office work, I recollect last Saturday's event.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a gathering with some of my very old ex-colleague.  These bunch of peoples are the very first colleague I have ever had.  They are from my first job in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Bandar&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Sunway&lt;/span&gt;.  These are the coolest people I hang around with (not that now I hang around with non cool people) but these are the super friends I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;have&lt;/span&gt; and I treasured the most.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started work at a very tender age.  I work part time and also study part time cos my dad wants me to learn the hard way of earning  money and spending it wisely myself.  Not that my dad can't afford my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;edu&lt;/span&gt; fees but he just asked if I want to do part time in both my work and studies... Of course, he still provides for me in terms of my school fees and my fat pocket money.  I always have &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;enuff&lt;/span&gt; to spend last time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I was working at this company, I am very close to few of the staff.  These are also very young talented people whom I enjoyed hanging around with after work every Saturday some 10 years ago.  See, I just told you I started work at a very tender age and I have known them for 10 years! Gosh!!!! Time flies.   These are also the people I need not ask for a lift but will always be offered a lift after late night work (Overtime) and also supper is provided.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Haha&lt;/span&gt;, I guessed, I was the little sister they never had that time.  And whenever I am down, they will cheer me up with their drawings and little sweet notes.  And whenever I called in sick, the next day I turn up at work, they will be get well note and sometimes, nice warm breakfast for me... No kidding, they are the bestest of the best friends I ever had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have not meet these people for almost 2 years as we are all busy with our &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;lifes&lt;/span&gt;.  Me married with kid, they busy with their new career path and some of them busy with their family too.  So, its really hard to gather all of them together.  Not many of us, just these 5 precious friends I have.  We had dinner and then dessert and we chatted and laughed and most of all, the strong feeling of friendship is still there, despite of us not seeing each other for so long.  On and off, we just drop each other a note of hi / bye via text message.  That's all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see, I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; have a lot of friends.  Its not that I am not sociable but I just &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; know why I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; have &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; of friends.... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;sei&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;ler&lt;/span&gt;... is it me or what!  But with them, you feel like you have tonnes of friends even there is only 5 of them.  They &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; blog and they &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; read my blog either... so, I really &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; know how can I express my gratitude to them for being my friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh* Really look forward to our next gathering.  Hopefully, I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; need to wait for another 2 years.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21190194-5030490829178799715?l=mylittlechampion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylittlechampion.blogspot.com/feeds/5030490829178799715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21190194&amp;postID=5030490829178799715' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21190194/posts/default/5030490829178799715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21190194/posts/default/5030490829178799715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylittlechampion.blogspot.com/2007/01/friends.html' title='F.R.I.E.N.D.S'/><author><name>Oscar's Mommy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6697/1903/200/Picture%20001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21190194.post-4204958086373990827</id><published>2007-01-26T11:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-26T13:44:13.756+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jokes'/><title type='text'>Just for laughs</title><content type='html'>Got this from a friend:-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Dear Ah Lian,Thanks you for your letter. Wrong time no see you. How everything?For me, I am quiet find.You says in your letter your taukeh soh want you to chain your look?Somemore you must wear kick kok soo, hope you can wok properly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, Ah Kau Kia working in a soft where company now. Last week,he take I, Muthu &amp; few of his friend to May Nonut to eat barger. After thathe take we all go to kalah ok. Muthu sing and sing no stop until thesky bright.Next week, my father mother going to seller bread 20 years annie wear sari.My father mother going to give a fist to all the kampong people. Soyou must come with your hole family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I only hope one day we no need to write and send letter to you and to me.Better I e-meow you, you e-meow me.I will ketchup with you soon. And when you got time, please few freeto call me.Goo bye.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Worm regard,Ah Beng"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21190194-4204958086373990827?l=mylittlechampion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylittlechampion.blogspot.com/feeds/4204958086373990827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21190194&amp;postID=4204958086373990827' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21190194/posts/default/4204958086373990827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21190194/posts/default/4204958086373990827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylittlechampion.blogspot.com/2007/01/just-for-laughs.html' title='Just for laughs'/><author><name>Oscar's Mommy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6697/1903/200/Picture%20001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21190194.post-201882340679696518</id><published>2007-01-25T22:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T06:31:46.537+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Surprises'/><title type='text'>Surprise!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TLpLpGrrOkg/RbjDw0haP9I/AAAAAAAAAP8/SlwyJ96gz5w/s1600-h/DSCN0385.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5023980627831701458" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TLpLpGrrOkg/RbjDw0haP9I/AAAAAAAAAP8/SlwyJ96gz5w/s200/DSCN0385.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Haha... this came in via mail the other day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I got a surprise from this &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sashablablabla.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc0000;"&gt;lady&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Thanks. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I have not been receiving CNY Greeting Cards for ages.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;TQ...and the magnet so nice la...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Like it alot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21190194-201882340679696518?l=mylittlechampion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylittlechampion.blogspot.com/feeds/201882340679696518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21190194&amp;postID=201882340679696518' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21190194/posts/default/201882340679696518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21190194/posts/default/201882340679696518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylittlechampion.blogspot.com/2007/01/surprise.html' title='Surprise!'/><author><name>Oscar's Mommy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6697/1903/200/Picture%20001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TLpLpGrrOkg/RbjDw0haP9I/AAAAAAAAAP8/SlwyJ96gz5w/s72-c/DSCN0385.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21190194.post-8793637635040645679</id><published>2007-01-25T22:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T06:31:46.972+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Masak Masak'/><title type='text'>Masak Masak</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TLpLpGrrOkg/RbjCakhaP6I/AAAAAAAAAPY/h9z10CHH2X8/s1600-h/DSCN0377.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5023979146067984290" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TLpLpGrrOkg/RbjCakhaP6I/AAAAAAAAAPY/h9z10CHH2X8/s200/DSCN0377.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TLpLpGrrOkg/RbjCbEhaP7I/AAAAAAAAAPg/1c1wbfdupXs/s1600-h/DSCN0379.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5023979154657918898" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TLpLpGrrOkg/RbjCbEhaP7I/AAAAAAAAAPg/1c1wbfdupXs/s200/DSCN0379.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TLpLpGrrOkg/RbjCbkhaP8I/AAAAAAAAAPo/3enwS8MSLFI/s1600-h/DSCN0383.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5023979163247853506" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TLpLpGrrOkg/RbjCbkhaP8I/AAAAAAAAAPo/3enwS8MSLFI/s200/DSCN0383.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Can someone &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;pls&lt;/span&gt; tell me the exact name of this vegetable? My mom told me its called the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;smilling&lt;/span&gt; face gourd (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;siew&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;hau&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;gua&lt;/span&gt;) and my friend told me its called '&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;jit&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;gua&lt;/span&gt;' but I tot '&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;jit&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;gua&lt;/span&gt;' is suppose to be long minus the funny looking 'smile'/'lip'.... Looking at this vegetable makes me laugh. Looks exactly like me holding my fist together &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;funnily&lt;/span&gt;.. and the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;vege&lt;/span&gt; sort of like asking '&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;helo&lt;/span&gt;, wanna eat me &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;tonite&lt;/span&gt;?'.... So weird!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just '&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;tembak&lt;/span&gt;' on the cooking method cos mom said she never bought this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;vege&lt;/span&gt; before. I sliced off the skin of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;vege&lt;/span&gt;. A hairy &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;vege&lt;/span&gt; I would say. After slicing off the skin, I find that this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;vege&lt;/span&gt; emits some kind of sticky sticky stuff... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; know what is it. So, I cut it into strips (is it called &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;julian&lt;/span&gt;?... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt; Julian the blogger) oh where am I? Ah yes, then I also cut some carrots into strips. Then set aside. I did soaked some dried prawns and some '&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;farn&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;si&lt;/span&gt;'.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just heat up the frying wok and throw in the soaked dried prawns and let it fry till &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;fragrant&lt;/span&gt;. Then throw in the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;vege&lt;/span&gt; and carrot then put in some seasoning. I put in some fish sauce and also some sugar to balance off the saltiness and last but not least, the '&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;farn&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;si&lt;/span&gt;'.  Voila! Done.  Hubby told me this dish reminded him of his mom's cooking.... and he ate &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt;! I think hubby really misses his mom... and her cooking.  Will try to cook more of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;MIL's&lt;/span&gt; style of cooking when I have time.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21190194-8793637635040645679?l=mylittlechampion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylittlechampion.blogspot.com/feeds/8793637635040645679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21190194&amp;postID=8793637635040645679' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21190194/posts/default/8793637635040645679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21190194/posts/default/8793637635040645679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylittlechampion.blogspot.com/2007/01/masak-masak.html' title='Masak Masak'/><author><name>Oscar's Mommy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6697/1903/200/Picture%20001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TLpLpGrrOkg/RbjCakhaP6I/AAAAAAAAAPY/h9z10CHH2X8/s72-c/DSCN0377.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21190194.post-4115784479439313219</id><published>2007-01-25T13:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-25T13:31:03.948+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mememe'/><title type='text'>Sacrifice</title><content type='html'>Tot of doing a short post after dropping off Oscar at mom's place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was picking Oscar up from school for the past one week cos hubby not free.  Actually, I can't blame him cos after school is like mid day and sometimes, mid day is the start of hubby's day.  He works from home in the morning sorting out mails, designing artworks, running to the bank and afternoon is the time he goes out for appointment and also back to his proper office to work.  So, I have to understand him more and try to take over this picking up biz myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why I say sacrifice?  I mean, I have to sacrifice my lunch time &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;wor&lt;/span&gt;.  Not that I eat 1-hour or what but this 1-hour is the only time I can take a break and eat slowly in the office and take my mine off work.  But lately, I have to go off extra early (slightly before 12) and head to the school to fetch Oscar.  And knowing our office area, its a hell-break loose situation whereas cars are all double parked and when I am in a hurry to leave, there is always a car behind me (no no &lt;a href="http://www.laundryamah.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Amah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, not talking about you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;).  After picking up Oscar I have to rush back to mom's place and get a quick bite.  I have been eating like super fast at mom's place cos I have to rush back to office... I know I have an understanding boss but the amount of stress has really taken a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;tol&lt;/span&gt; on me already.  Oscar, if you are reading this in future, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;pls&lt;/span&gt; remember mommy goes through a lot of stress daily in sending you to school and also picking you up daily. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know &lt;a href="http://www.laundryamah.blogspot.com/"&gt;this person &lt;/a&gt;also goes through &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; of stress in sending and picking up her kid from school.  I hear it from her everyday. She also sacrifice her lunch time to do all this.  See, look at the great &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;lenght&lt;/span&gt; we mommies go through in this issue.  Not that we want to be so calculative just because of this silly 1-hour lunch time but trust me, driving in KL and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;PJ&lt;/span&gt; IS MAJOR STRESS!!!  I think I aged 10-years already since the day Oscar starts school!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Others might just say we can just leave our kids with the bus driver but could not do it.  At least, not at this moment.  I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; trust my kids life in other people's hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, anyone of you out there who care to share yr experience with me?  Any of you out there who sends and picks up yr own kids like I do?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21190194-4115784479439313219?l=mylittlechampion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylittlechampion.blogspot.com/feeds/4115784479439313219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21190194&amp;postID=4115784479439313219' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21190194/posts/default/4115784479439313219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21190194/posts/default/4115784479439313219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylittlechampion.blogspot.com/2007/01/sacrifice.html' title='Sacrifice'/><author><name>Oscar's Mommy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6697/1903/200/Picture%20001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21190194.post-2159624997096325062</id><published>2007-01-22T21:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-22T22:30:40.404+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mememe'/><title type='text'>Aikes! Tot I will never kena this...</title><content type='html'>I tot nobody will tag me cos I am nobody but my &lt;a href="http://lwenwen.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dear friend&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; tagged me &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;liow&lt;/span&gt;.. so must show some support... must burn midnight oil and finish home work so tomorrow can pass-up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Are your parents married or divorced?&lt;br /&gt;Still happily married and will maintain till the day come... these are the words (very 'yuk ma') uttered but my dad on a daily basis to my mom each and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;everytime&lt;/span&gt; he made my mom angry.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;hehe&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Are you a vegetarian?&lt;br /&gt;Nope. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Dowan&lt;/span&gt; la.... once in a while vegetarian &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;nevermind&lt;/span&gt; la but.... full time &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;wor&lt;/span&gt;, how to indulge in charcoal &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;bbq&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;yummilicious&lt;/span&gt; curry chicken and other MEAT related food!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Do you believe in Heaven?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Alamak&lt;/span&gt;! This one &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; answer can &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;ar&lt;/span&gt; not??!!! Sometimes yes sometimes no &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;lor&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Have you ever come close to dying?&lt;br /&gt;YES!!! There was once in my younger days (me still very young now), I was riding on a super-duper '&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;geng&lt;/span&gt;' motorbike with my ex-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;colleage&lt;/span&gt; to town. Out of a sudden, a car came from nowhere and almost knocked us down and my friend was like trying to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;maneouver&lt;/span&gt; the motorbike with me at the back. He fell and I was flung a meter or so from the spot. All I did was just sat there like shocked and luckily I was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;, with just some bruises... no blood and no &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;stiches&lt;/span&gt; required..just a pair torn jeans. Twisted my ankle and it still hurts till now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. What jewellery do you wear 24/7?&lt;br /&gt;My wedding ring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Favourite time of day?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Haha&lt;/span&gt;.... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz&lt;/span&gt; time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Do you eat the stems of broccoli?&lt;br /&gt;Of course la... its so so yummy... stir fry it with some mushroom and oyster sauce and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;oooooorgassmic&lt;/span&gt;!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Do you wear makeup?&lt;br /&gt;Er... not really la... but if using eyebrow pencil to touch-up my unruly brows counts, then YES &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;lor&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Ever have plastic surgery?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Hmmm&lt;/span&gt;, if I have $$$ I want to go do up my eyebrow nicely and also a nip&amp;amp;tuck on my flabby tummy... ya la ya la... me fat fat &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;liow&lt;/span&gt; la...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Do you colour your hair?&lt;br /&gt;Many times before I had Oscar but never after him... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Hmm&lt;/span&gt;... maybe I should this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;CNY&lt;/span&gt;... what say you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. What do you wear to bed?&lt;br /&gt;Just my Mickey Mouse or Pooh &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Pjs&lt;/span&gt;... sometimes, I '&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;ter&lt;/span&gt;-sleep' in my work wear if too sleepy... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;hehe&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Have you ever done anything illegal?&lt;br /&gt;Er, wind down the window to throw toll receipts illegal &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;ar&lt;/span&gt; not?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Can you roll your tongue?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;RRRrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr&lt;/span&gt; *rolling while answering this question*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Do you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;tweeze&lt;/span&gt; your eyebrows?&lt;br /&gt;Just did it this morning... need to re-do it tomorrow morning when I wake up .... damn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. What kind of sneakers?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Betul&lt;/span&gt; (Nike that is) and my Reebok Aerobics shoes... now &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; know where &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;liow&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Do you believe in Abortions?&lt;br /&gt;Believe la.... but no good for both the mother and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;un&lt;/span&gt;-born child mentally and physically...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. What is your Hair color?&lt;br /&gt;Very very black but its going to be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;mahogany&lt;/span&gt; soon......... *tit tit tit... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Aro&lt;/span&gt;, Alan ah... Saturday 3.30 I come dye my hair ah...*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Future child’s name?&lt;br /&gt;Oliver if its a boy (AGAIN) and Ophelia if its a lovely girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Do you snore?&lt;br /&gt;Nope. So next time go vacation can bunk safely and soundly with me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. If you could go anywhere in the world where would it be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Aiyoh&lt;/span&gt;, too many to mention la.... near near &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_38" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Hong&lt;/span&gt; Kong la... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_39" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;pls&lt;/span&gt; la... I want to go la this year!! Lou Kong... fast fast '&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_40" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;kumpul&lt;/span&gt;' yr $$$ la...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Do you sleep with stuffed animals?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_41" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Aaattchoooooo&lt;/span&gt;... they make me sneeze... nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. If you won the lottery, what would you do first?&lt;br /&gt;Buy my mom another house and ask my dad to fully retire and help &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_42" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;jaga&lt;/span&gt; Oscar full time... then use the rest of the $$ to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_43" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;PINJAM&lt;/span&gt; hubby for his biz... dream la.... dream....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Gold or silver?&lt;br /&gt;Allergic to silver.. only gold and platinum to be exact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Hamburger or hot dog?&lt;br /&gt;Both can ah.... How not to like 'Prosperity Burger' and '&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_44" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Coney&lt;/span&gt; Dog'?? You tell me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. If you could only eat one food for the rest of your life, what would it be?&lt;br /&gt;Er.... fried rice cos my fried rice got lots of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_45" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;goodie&lt;/span&gt; stuff in it wan.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_46" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;hahahha&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. City, beach or country?&lt;br /&gt;City too noisy, beach tsunami, country lots of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_47" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;mozzies&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. What was the last thing you touched?&lt;br /&gt;The keypad typing the word 'the' &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_48" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;lor&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. Where did you eat last?&lt;br /&gt;My mom's place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. When’s the last time you cried?&lt;br /&gt;January 3rd 2007... Oscar's first day to school.... happy tears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. Do you read blogs?&lt;br /&gt;If I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_49" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; read I will not end up answering these questions... but kinda fun cos &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_50" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;tonite&lt;/span&gt; very bored.. nothing to do...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. Would you ever go out dressed like the opposite sex?&lt;br /&gt;Nope. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_51" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Pls&lt;/span&gt; la... wear skirts, heels is always better than slacks and over sized t-shirts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. Ever been involved with the police?&lt;br /&gt;Many times. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_52" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Haha&lt;/span&gt;... will blog &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_53" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;abt&lt;/span&gt; this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. What’s your favourite shampoo conditioner and soap?&lt;br /&gt;Currently using Dove Shampoo and Conditioner and Baby Milk Bath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. Do you talk in your sleep?&lt;br /&gt;During my pregnant days I do, but not before and after birth... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_54" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Dont&lt;/span&gt; ask me why!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. Ocean or pool?&lt;br /&gt;Neither!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. So, who has the original missing questions? #36, 37, 61, and 62?&lt;br /&gt;Got missing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_55" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;meh&lt;/span&gt;? This is question 36 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_56" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;lor&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. Who would you take on a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_57" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;ménage&lt;/span&gt; à &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_58" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;trois&lt;/span&gt; for a dirty weekend?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_59" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Hyun&lt;/span&gt; Bin or Rain!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! They will have to fight to come along &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_60" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;lor&lt;/span&gt;... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_61" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;hahhhahahahahah&lt;/span&gt; *slap-slap* *wake up*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. Window seat or aisle?&lt;br /&gt;Window &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_62" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;pls&lt;/span&gt;... cos I will get dizzy if I see &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_63" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;ppl&lt;/span&gt; walking up and down...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39. Ever met anyone famous?&lt;br /&gt;Er... Jacky &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_64" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Cheung&lt;/span&gt; consider famous &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_65" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;ar&lt;/span&gt; not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40. Do you feel that you’&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_66" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;ve&lt;/span&gt; had a truly successful life?&lt;br /&gt;Yes and No. Yes because I have a loving family and a supportive mom and dad and no because my career have not reached its peak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41. Do you twirl your spaghetti or cut it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_67" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Haha&lt;/span&gt;.. I like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_68" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Wenn's&lt;/span&gt; answer EAT IT... ya la... eat it la... after &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_69"&gt;twirl ling&lt;/span&gt; it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42. Ricki Lake or Oprah Winfrey?&lt;br /&gt;Ricki Who? Oprah if she shares her assets with me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43. Basketball or Football?&lt;br /&gt;Neither.... never can figure out what is a slam dunk... and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_70" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; know what is so exciting about watching 11 silly men chasing a tiny ball running in a huge field.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44. How long do your showers last?&lt;br /&gt;About 10 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_71" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;mins&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_72" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;gua&lt;/span&gt; including washing my hair and also trimming my eyebrow. What question is this ah... so personal wan...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45. Automatic or do you drive a stick?&lt;br /&gt;Proud to say I can drive both...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;46. Cake or ice cream?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_73" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Dont&lt;/span&gt; make me choose can or not.... er but die die also must choose then cake &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_74" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;lor&lt;/span&gt;... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_75" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;aiyoh&lt;/span&gt;... I am yearning for Black Forrest la.... its been ages since I ate them... *slurps*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;47. Are you self-conscious?&lt;br /&gt;Little bit &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_76" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;ler&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;48. Have you ever drank so much you threw up?&lt;br /&gt;Drank &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_77" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_78" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; threw up, just forgotten where I parked my car and ended up going home in my friend's car. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_79" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Jialatt&lt;/span&gt; or not???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;49. Have you ever given money to a beggar?&lt;br /&gt;Yes, but hubby deters me from doing so cos he said if want to do charity, better go to proper charity organisations &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_80" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;wor&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50. Have you been in love?&lt;br /&gt;Since the day I am conceived.... I am in love with my mom and dad... and now in love with Oscar and hubby... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_81" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;eeeeeee&lt;/span&gt; so 'yuk ma'...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;51. Where do you wish you were?&lt;br /&gt;HOLIDAY........ a very very &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_82" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;looooooooooooooooong&lt;/span&gt; one too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;52. Are you wearing socks?&lt;br /&gt;Why must I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;53. Have you ever ridden in an ambulance?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_83" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Choi&lt;/span&gt;!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;54. Can you tango?&lt;br /&gt;Can I tango as in can I eat Tango &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_84"&gt;Chocolate&lt;/span&gt; ah... yes yes, I can .... pass them on... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_85" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;hehe&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;55. Last gift you received?&lt;br /&gt;Er, few bags of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_86"&gt;groceries&lt;/span&gt; hubby bought home a moment ago... for me to distribute back to its respective cabinets @@#$#$%$$# *cursing*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;56. Last sport you played?&lt;br /&gt;Chasing Oscar around the park consider sport &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_87" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;ar&lt;/span&gt; not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;57. Things you spend a lot of money on?&lt;br /&gt;OSCAR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;58. Where do you live?&lt;br /&gt;Pigeon hole.... apartment la in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_88" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Hongkie&lt;/span&gt; language.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;59. Where were you born?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_89" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Kayale&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;60. Last wedding attended?&lt;br /&gt;My friends wedding &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_90" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;lor&lt;/span&gt;... more coming la this year so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_91" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;pls&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_92" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; remind me &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_93" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;61. Spit or swallow?&lt;br /&gt;Er, if I am now forced to eat &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_94" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;durian&lt;/span&gt;.... spit spit spit... but if I am now indulging in choc-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_95" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;ke&lt;/span&gt;-lat swallow.. gulp gulp!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;62. Favorite position?&lt;br /&gt;Huh? Lying horizontally.......................................... sleeping la.... you tot what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;63. Most hated food(s)?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_96" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Wa&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_97" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; la... must do in separate post &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_98" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;wor&lt;/span&gt;..... I guess it must be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_99" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;durian&lt;/span&gt; and also &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_100" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;petai&lt;/span&gt;!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;64. What’s your least &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_101" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;fav&lt;/span&gt;.?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_102" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Ini&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_103" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;soalan&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_104" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;tak&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_105" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;lengkap&lt;/span&gt;.... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_106" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;tak&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_107" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;boleh&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_108" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;jawap&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_109" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;jugak&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;65. Can you sing?&lt;br /&gt;Twinkle twinkle little star...... how I wonder... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_110" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;bla&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_111" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;bla&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_112" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;bla&lt;/span&gt;..... nice &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_113" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;ar&lt;/span&gt; not...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;66. Last person you instant messaged?&lt;br /&gt;My &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_114" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;lou&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_115" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;kong&lt;/span&gt; sitting on the couch outside the living room with the laptop!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;67. Last place you went on holiday?&lt;br /&gt;Sigh..... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_116" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;tarak&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;68. Favourite regular drink?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_117" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Teh&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_118" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Tarik&lt;/span&gt; ......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;69. Current Song?&lt;br /&gt;Rain's newest album.... listen until Oscar also know how to sing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_119" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;liow&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;70. Tag 3 friends: Eh this is not a question &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_120" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;wor&lt;/span&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_121" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Duwan&lt;/span&gt; la... tag &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_122" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;ppl&lt;/span&gt; for what &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_123" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;wor&lt;/span&gt;... but er... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_124" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt; la &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_125" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt; la... er, I tag &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_126" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Angeleyes&lt;/span&gt;, Sasha (eh, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_127" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;ppl&lt;/span&gt; got tag you on this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_128" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;ar&lt;/span&gt; not) and Annie (eh must do fast fast ah &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_129" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;tis&lt;/span&gt; one).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_130" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt;.... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_131" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;zzzzzzzzzzzz&lt;/span&gt; time &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_132" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;liow&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21190194-2159624997096325062?l=mylittlechampion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylittlechampion.blogspot.com/feeds/2159624997096325062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21190194&amp;postID=2159624997096325062' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21190194/posts/default/2159624997096325062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21190194/posts/default/2159624997096325062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylittlechampion.blogspot.com/2007/01/aikes-tot-i-will-never-kena-this.html' title='Aikes! Tot I will never kena this...'/><author><name>Oscar's Mommy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6697/1903/200/Picture%20001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21190194.post-6923608029728064169</id><published>2007-01-22T20:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-22T21:19:30.374+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Oscar'/><title type='text'>Nothing to do weekend</title><content type='html'>No weekend post cos my weekend was spent mostly at home walking up and down and picking up a fight with hubby... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;hehe&lt;/span&gt;, joking &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;oni&lt;/span&gt; la.  He tried to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;irritate&lt;/span&gt; me but not successful &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;wor&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My boy is not well again and today is his first day he '&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;ponteng&lt;/span&gt;' school.  He was a little bit not himself yesterday but we still took him out for dinner and right after dinner, it got worst.  His flu was really bad and also starting to feel feverish.  He insist to be carried all the way in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;MegaMall&lt;/span&gt;... and just imagine hubby got to carry a piece of rock for 2 hrs! Again, stroller was left lying at home... Hubby got no mood to shop so I just went and look around for some stuff but also, end up empty handed.  Head home and gave Oscar some medicine and we all go to sleep early.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope Oscar will be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt; tomorrow as he will need to go to school tomorrow.  He is so clingy to me and I also pity him cos he has to breath through his mouth and he wants to eat his pacifier at the same time.... like that how to breath la!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21190194-6923608029728064169?l=mylittlechampion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylittlechampion.blogspot.com/feeds/6923608029728064169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21190194&amp;postID=6923608029728064169' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21190194/posts/default/6923608029728064169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21190194/posts/default/6923608029728064169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylittlechampion.blogspot.com/2007/01/nothing-to-do-weekend.html' title='Nothing to do weekend'/><author><name>Oscar's Mommy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6697/1903/200/Picture%20001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21190194.post-7198809952473911257</id><published>2007-01-20T19:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T06:31:47.151+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mememe'/><title type='text'>Wow, can sustain for so long...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TLpLpGrrOkg/RbID72-5VsI/AAAAAAAAAPA/38SJW8mL7K8/s1600-h/bday+cake.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TLpLpGrrOkg/RbIJM2-5VtI/AAAAAAAAAPM/9v-VRwPaees/s1600-h/nn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5022086650993923794" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TLpLpGrrOkg/RbIJM2-5VtI/AAAAAAAAAPM/9v-VRwPaees/s200/nn.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;** Happy Birthday to 'I Blog for Oscar' **&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;** Lots of happy memories were jotted down here and &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;lots of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;un&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;forgettable&lt;/span&gt; events were noted here too... **&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Pic courtesy of &lt;a href="http://www.dairyqueen.com/en-US/Cakes/HappyBirthdayCakes.htm"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;DQ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21190194-7198809952473911257?l=mylittlechampion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylittlechampion.blogspot.com/feeds/7198809952473911257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21190194&amp;postID=7198809952473911257' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21190194/posts/default/7198809952473911257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21190194/posts/default/7198809952473911257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylittlechampion.blogspot.com/2007/01/wow-can-sustain-for-so-long.html' title='Wow, can sustain for so long...'/><author><name>Oscar's Mommy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6697/1903/200/Picture%20001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TLpLpGrrOkg/RbIJM2-5VtI/AAAAAAAAAPM/9v-VRwPaees/s72-c/nn.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21190194.post-4322678017984888368</id><published>2007-01-15T20:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T06:31:47.633+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Weekend'/><title type='text'>My Week'N</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;** An up-date on my &lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://mylittlechampion.blogspot.com/2007/01/week-ago.html"&gt;&lt;em&gt;previous post&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;. Thank you all for your valuable comments. I guessed, it will take Oscar sometime to get use to proper schooling environment. I mean, this is a big step for my little boy whom he is always so well protected by his &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;AhPo&lt;/span&gt; and Grandpa. this is a growing phase for him.**&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I spent my weekend well but not &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;enuff&lt;/span&gt; rest cos too much activities. But the most worth mentioning thing I did last Saturday is throwing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;LaundryAmah&lt;/span&gt; and Annie a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;B'day&lt;/span&gt; Party. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Hmm&lt;/span&gt;, not like a huge &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;B'day&lt;/span&gt; Bash but its like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;B'day&lt;/span&gt; Party cum &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Bloggies&lt;/span&gt; Gathering. You can view photos &lt;a href="http://shannonchong.blogspot.com/2007/01/blogging-parents-gathering.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; (nobody is blogging &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;abt&lt;/span&gt; this gathering &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;meh&lt;/span&gt;?) It was supposed to be some sort of a surprise but then due to some problem here and there and due to my carelessness, it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; turn out to be some sort like a surprise... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;hehe&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;solly&lt;/span&gt; ah &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Amah&lt;/span&gt; and Annie. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TLpLpGrrOkg/Rat6Nm-5VpI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/iEkwdnAYSgE/s1600-h/DSCN0332.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5020240583855789714" style="WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px" height="168" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TLpLpGrrOkg/Rat6Nm-5VpI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/iEkwdnAYSgE/s200/DSCN0332.JPG" width="206" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; * This cake nice ah? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The food was yummy and I was like so so full after dinner. Went home straight away made myself a cup of peppermint tea... ah.... bliss! To all who attended this gathering, thank you so much for coming and I am very happy to meet you all. I know I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; talk &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; with some of you cos me busy eating and yakking with other mommies too... Next time &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;, I promised, I will organise another round, not so havoc one &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As usual, Sunday was spent sleeping at home but this particular Sunday was different. I woke up like super early and did some house chores and then when Oscar woke up, we went to have brunch and groceries shopping in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Carrefour&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Subang&lt;/span&gt;. Wow, they have already put up Chinese New Year deco and playing '&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Tak&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;tung&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;chiang&lt;/span&gt;' music. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Haha&lt;/span&gt;, like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Amah&lt;/span&gt;, I bought Oscar a piece of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;cheongsam&lt;/span&gt; for boy. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Haha&lt;/span&gt;, good deal, not bad but I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;kiasu&lt;/span&gt;, bought the size too big and only to realised it when I reached home. I tried it on Oscar when we were there but somehow, it looked very over-sized on Oscar when I tried it again at home... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Shiats&lt;/span&gt;! Have to go again by this week if not no exchange is honoured.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I bought this for Chinese New Year. Last year, we bought the '&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Mui&lt;/span&gt; Fa' and the 'Pussy-Willow' (is this how you called them, those white buds sticking out of branches wan??) The dangling stuff is from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Ikea&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;, left over from my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;X'mas&lt;/span&gt; tree... So stingy la me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TLpLpGrrOkg/RauJo2-5VrI/AAAAAAAAAOg/JY9Ae5n1n4U/s1600-h/DSCN0350.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5020257544681641650" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TLpLpGrrOkg/RauJo2-5VrI/AAAAAAAAAOg/JY9Ae5n1n4U/s200/DSCN0350.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TLpLpGrrOkg/RauJom-5VqI/AAAAAAAAAOY/LLVEdVQki74/s1600-h/DSCN0347.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5020257540386674338" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TLpLpGrrOkg/RauJom-5VqI/AAAAAAAAAOY/LLVEdVQki74/s200/DSCN0347.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Really looking forward to Chinese New Year cos its the time I go visit all my aunties and uncles, and each and every year, I will see them aged gracefully and I always count my blessings that my family members are always united as one.  And of course, my mom will be the most happy person cos she is like '&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;lepas&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;penjara&lt;/span&gt;' like that.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;Gallivanting&lt;/span&gt; till late night at my aunty's house yakking and eating... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt;, got to take out my weighing scale to watch out those kilos.  Many many years ago when I was with my ex-company, times like this are times that I dread the most.  The suppliers, customers will come flocking my office with food stuff and lunch and dinner invitations.  And my boss will always ask me to be his 'shield' and ask me to attend on his behalf @#$%^&amp;*%#@$ My ex-boss is always travelling between our Guangzhou factory and our &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Msia&lt;/span&gt; factory.  Oi, I got to watch my weight too ma... Like those food but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_38" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;aiyoh&lt;/span&gt;, every other night is mental la... not that I am so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_39" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;teruk&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_40" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;ppl&lt;/span&gt; invite also I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_41" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; go right??!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_42" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt;... want to do some office work now... (but very sleepy la) I think do tomorrow la... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_43" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;hehe&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21190194-4322678017984888368?l=mylittlechampion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylittlechampion.blogspot.com/feeds/4322678017984888368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21190194&amp;postID=4322678017984888368' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21190194/posts/default/4322678017984888368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21190194/posts/default/4322678017984888368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylittlechampion.blogspot.com/2007/01/my-weekn.html' title='My Week&apos;N'/><author><name>Oscar's Mommy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6697/1903/200/Picture%20001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TLpLpGrrOkg/Rat6Nm-5VpI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/iEkwdnAYSgE/s72-c/DSCN0332.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21190194.post-2606249922057176491</id><published>2007-01-11T19:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-11T20:56:46.225+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Oscar'/><title type='text'>A Week Ago</title><content type='html'>A week ago, it was Oscar's first day in school.  Daddy and Mommy accompanied you to school and you were so happy and mommy noticed you enjoyed yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A week later, today; Oscar decided to cry on our way to school... Don't know why but all of a sudden, our little friend started crying when he saw me turning into the school compound.  I tot he had a stomach ache or something.  But he told me he &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; want to go to school.  I parked my car and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;un&lt;/span&gt;-strap him from his seat and took his bag and walked slowly to his school.  The nearer we got to the school the louder he cried.  I had to carry him in and help him to take off his shoes.  He stopped crying when I told him I will stay with him for a little while.  But I have to work, so I have no choice but to leave Oscar with the teacher.  He was holding on to my hand so so tight and when I let go of his hand, he quickly held on to my shirt.  Broke my heart maximum.  Oscar was pleading me to take him home "Please mommy please" "Please take me home" "Mommy, please..." I have to run to my car cos I can't bear to hear my son crying for me.  Poor boy, he could have been traumatised by some event that happened yesterday at school but still have problem in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;speech&lt;/span&gt; in relating the incident to us.  I felt so so bad...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; know. After fetching him from school, I asked how was his day and he told me the teacher beat him! I asked him why and he told me cos he cried.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Hmmm&lt;/span&gt;, do I believe my son or what? Is this the trick kids used nowadays to get &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;themselves&lt;/span&gt; off something they &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; like to do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told hubby and hubby was furious.  He said he want to go confront the teacher.  I mean, for all you know, Oscar was trying to tell a lie; so that he &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; need to go to school ma... So, anyone can give me any suggestion to tackle this matter? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Pls&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21190194-2606249922057176491?l=mylittlechampion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylittlechampion.blogspot.com/feeds/2606249922057176491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21190194&amp;postID=2606249922057176491' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21190194/posts/default/2606249922057176491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21190194/posts/default/2606249922057176491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylittlechampion.blogspot.com/2007/01/week-ago.html' title='A Week Ago'/><author><name>Oscar's Mommy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6697/1903/200/Picture%20001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21190194.post-6365403187615632197</id><published>2007-01-07T17:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T06:31:48.450+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Weekend'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Oscar'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Family'/><title type='text'>Week'N post</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I am supposed to post these pics earlier but well, better late than never &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;betul&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;tak&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TLpLpGrrOkg/RaDC022ZYTI/AAAAAAAAANU/QOqrH5PLEqk/s1600-h/DSCN0209.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5017224198223388978" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TLpLpGrrOkg/RaDC022ZYTI/AAAAAAAAANU/QOqrH5PLEqk/s200/DSCN0209.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; * 1st day @ school. Q-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;ing&lt;/span&gt; up to go home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TLpLpGrrOkg/RaDA222ZYQI/AAAAAAAAAM8/IrsUmH2bHu0/s1600-h/DSCN0211.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5017222033559871746" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TLpLpGrrOkg/RaDA222ZYQI/AAAAAAAAAM8/IrsUmH2bHu0/s200/DSCN0211.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; * Oscar's first day @ school. Wearing his own shoes after school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TLpLpGrrOkg/RaDEOW2ZYUI/AAAAAAAAANc/S1Z2l0yUSbI/s1600-h/DSCN0234.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5017225735821680962" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TLpLpGrrOkg/RaDEOW2ZYUI/AAAAAAAAANc/S1Z2l0yUSbI/s200/DSCN0234.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;* Oscar's school bag courtesy of Ah &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Poh&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TLpLpGrrOkg/RaDA3G2ZYRI/AAAAAAAAANE/QtkEY_AMBqs/s1600-h/DSCN0231.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5017222037854839058" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TLpLpGrrOkg/RaDA3G2ZYRI/AAAAAAAAANE/QtkEY_AMBqs/s200/DSCN0231.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; * Oscar miniature school shoes. So &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;kecik&lt;/span&gt; la...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;Was working on Saturday so didn't managed to do much cos after work I went to fetch Oscar home to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;zzz&lt;/span&gt; and then later in the evening, I took mom and dad out for dinner. Only four of us; mom, dad, Oscar and me as my brother is not free and hubby has got badminton game. We went to have crabs for dinner... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;yumm&lt;/span&gt;. But no pics cos in my previous post &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; of food pics (&lt;a href="http://sashablablabla.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Sasha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;marah&lt;/span&gt; la... said cannot loose weight &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;wor&lt;/span&gt;... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;hehe&lt;/span&gt;). However, this restaurant served us a handicapped crab! Why? Cos we ordered two fatty crab and its supposed to come with 2-pairs of claws (is it called the claw??) but these two crab comes with only 3-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;pcs&lt;/span&gt; of claw!!! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Cacat&lt;/span&gt; or what? Price was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt; and food was yummy. Oscar liked their &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;claypot&lt;/span&gt; tofu and mom and dad ate the crab till they can't move from their seats &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;hahahaha&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My poor boy was ill after few days to school. &lt;a href="http://www.laundryamah.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;LaundryAmah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; said I too clean la. OK, from now onwards, Oscar, go pick up food from the floor to eat... no la just joking. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Amah&lt;/span&gt; asked me not to be too protective only la... Hubby also &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;sakit&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;liow&lt;/span&gt; flu and little bit feverish. Was sneezing non stop so I have to confined Oscar in a room and separate these two babies of mine! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went out to some shopping on Sunday (today) and bought some groceries and some t-shirts for Oscar. Had lunch and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;balik&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;rumah&lt;/span&gt; to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;zzzz&lt;/span&gt;. Can't sleep la me so decided to cook some porridge and blog. Sigh, suppose to be out shopping the whole day to compensate my 4-days wasted last weekend! But, hubby &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;sakit&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;liow&lt;/span&gt; so must go home quick to rest.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt;, hope to do more post on Oscar's development in school. Will post Oscar's artwork in my next post. He he...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21190194-6365403187615632197?l=mylittlechampion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylittlechampion.blogspot.com/feeds/6365403187615632197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21190194&amp;postID=6365403187615632197' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21190194/posts/default/6365403187615632197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21190194/posts/default/6365403187615632197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylittlechampion.blogspot.com/2007/01/weekn-post.html' title='Week&apos;N post'/><author><name>Oscar's Mommy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6697/1903/200/Picture%20001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TLpLpGrrOkg/RaDC022ZYTI/AAAAAAAAANU/QOqrH5PLEqk/s72-c/DSCN0209.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21190194.post-743098111694368086</id><published>2007-01-03T22:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-03T22:10:17.077+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Oscar'/><title type='text'>The First Time...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;"The first time, I looked into your eyes I cry...."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that explains my feelings today when i sent &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;oscar&lt;/span&gt; to school today with hubby. i woke up very early in the morning; in fact i couldn't sleep well cos i was thinking hard about &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;oscar's&lt;/span&gt; first day. its his first time with new friends and its his first time in a proper schooling environment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke my little boy up and dressed him up in his school uniform. couldn't help but felt so proud of him cos he looked so matured in his uniform and his new school bag. ah &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;po&lt;/span&gt; (my mom) bought him his &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;fav&lt;/span&gt; character school bag ; The Cars. in fact, mom called me several times yesterday to remind me this remind me that... she is also very &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;kan&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;cheong&lt;/span&gt;, just like me. ah &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;po&lt;/span&gt; bought the school bag long time before school starts. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;hehe&lt;/span&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;arrived at school on the dot. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;oscar&lt;/span&gt; was very shy at the beginning as he refuse to get down and insist that daddy carried him all the way into the class. hubby and i accompanied &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;oscar&lt;/span&gt; a little while and hubby got to go meet his customer a little while. that left me with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;oscar&lt;/span&gt; in the classroom amongst his new friends and a few mommies and daddies. then i got to excuse my self to make some calls back to the office and i left &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;oscar&lt;/span&gt; alone in the class for almost half an hour. i took a peek at him and he was doing fine; realising that i am not there. he is my little champion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after school hubby came and picked us up and we sent &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;oscar&lt;/span&gt; back to my mom's place. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;oscar&lt;/span&gt; was very hungry then cos he &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; ate the bun the school gave... my boy very selective in food. mom made lunch for him and he ate all of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;oscar&lt;/span&gt;, you made mommy proud today."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21190194-743098111694368086?l=mylittlechampion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylittlechampion.blogspot.com/feeds/743098111694368086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21190194&amp;postID=743098111694368086' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21190194/posts/default/743098111694368086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21190194/posts/default/743098111694368086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylittlechampion.blogspot.com/2007/01/first-time.html' title='The First Time...'/><author><name>Oscar's Mommy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6697/1903/200/Picture%20001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21190194.post-1296355778391045287</id><published>2007-01-02T10:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T06:31:49.746+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Favourites'/><title type='text'>Another Food Post</title><content type='html'>Just want to do a quick food review on this restaurant we ate during the holidays.  Its called &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Siu&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Siu&lt;/span&gt; Restaurant and its located along the Old Airport Road.  Its funny looking signboard with crab and prawns all lighted up is a prominent sign.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went there with a couple of friends to have dinner and were surprised that the crowd was so so since its a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;highly&lt;/span&gt; recommended place by both hubby and friend.  This restaurant was originally located somewhere near the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Tean&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Hou&lt;/span&gt; Temple (on the way to this temple) but was moved to this place sometime early this year. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Environment wise I'd say this place is comfy.  The high ceiling fan and spacious sitting tables and chairs. Lots of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;luscious&lt;/span&gt; tress and they also have their very own fish tank (very huge) which Oscar insist of going there to snap pics (lazy so I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; upload).  We ordered the Free-Range Chicken cooked &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;ala&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Yim&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Kuk&lt;/span&gt;-Kai.  Tasted &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt; but quite bland.  The chicken is fresh but since its supposed to be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Yim&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Kuk&lt;/span&gt;-Kai, it should at least tasted like one! Then, we had the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Kam&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Heong&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Juk&lt;/span&gt; Tann, tasted heaven! So so highly recommended but just remember to ask the chef to lower the salt if you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; like salty food... We also ordered their seafood tofu &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;clay pot&lt;/span&gt; which is a very normal dish; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;yumm&lt;/span&gt; too.  Another heaven dish is the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Guiness&lt;/span&gt; Stout pork ribs.  The taste of the ribs with hot piping white rice is so so yummy.  The ribs are deep fried till perfection and then tossed in some very yummy sauce - Lip Smacking! The steam fish was the most expansive dish I think but it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; lived up to its price cos the portion was a little bit small.  Taste wise, I'd say good.... not excellent.  We also ordered their famous Spinach Soup (I whacked before any photos was taken!) Overall food rating for this restaurant is 7/10.  Could be better, so the next time we visit, we will drop off the kids somewhere (my mom's place la) and eat in peace and this time round, we will order their signature dish; Ham-Dan Crab... The table next to us ordered and the smell is like.... ORGASMIC!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TLpLpGrrOkg/RZnByPWekVI/AAAAAAAAALc/Fzqg0QBucOE/s1600-h/DSCN0196.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015252728912187730" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TLpLpGrrOkg/RZnByPWekVI/AAAAAAAAALc/Fzqg0QBucOE/s200/DSCN0196.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TLpLpGrrOkg/RZnByvWekWI/AAAAAAAAALk/i4G7zdW8In0/s1600-h/DSCN0197.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015252737502122338" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TLpLpGrrOkg/RZnByvWekWI/AAAAAAAAALk/i4G7zdW8In0/s200/DSCN0197.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TLpLpGrrOkg/RZnBy_WekXI/AAAAAAAAALs/pEsknVNzyQo/s1600-h/DSCN0198.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015252741797089650" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TLpLpGrrOkg/RZnBy_WekXI/AAAAAAAAALs/pEsknVNzyQo/s200/DSCN0198.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TLpLpGrrOkg/RZnBzfWekYI/AAAAAAAAAL0/7kQqndqAVFg/s1600-h/DSCN0201.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015252750387024258" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TLpLpGrrOkg/RZnBzfWekYI/AAAAAAAAAL0/7kQqndqAVFg/s200/DSCN0201.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TLpLpGrrOkg/RZnGJ_WekZI/AAAAAAAAAL8/ncLePcL6jk4/s1600-h/DSCN0202.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015257534980592018" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TLpLpGrrOkg/RZnGJ_WekZI/AAAAAAAAAL8/ncLePcL6jk4/s200/DSCN0202.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TLpLpGrrOkg/RZnGKPWekaI/AAAAAAAAAME/bZAnGHDOfgE/s1600-h/DSCN0203.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015257539275559330" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TLpLpGrrOkg/RZnGKPWekaI/AAAAAAAAAME/bZAnGHDOfgE/s200/DSCN0203.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TLpLpGrrOkg/RZnGKvWekbI/AAAAAAAAAMM/quf_vm8EfZc/s1600-h/DSCN0204.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015257547865493938" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TLpLpGrrOkg/RZnGKvWekbI/AAAAAAAAAMM/quf_vm8EfZc/s200/DSCN0204.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TLpLpGrrOkg/RZnGK_WekcI/AAAAAAAAAMU/AoXioQp0Q8M/s1600-h/DSCN0205.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015257552160461250" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TLpLpGrrOkg/RZnGK_WekcI/AAAAAAAAAMU/AoXioQp0Q8M/s200/DSCN0205.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21190194-1296355778391045287?l=mylittlechampion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylittlechampion.blogspot.com/feeds/1296355778391045287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21190194&amp;postID=1296355778391045287' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21190194/posts/default/1296355778391045287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21190194/posts/default/1296355778391045287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylittlechampion.blogspot.com/2007/01/another-food-post.html' title='Another Food Post'/><author><name>Oscar's Mommy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6697/1903/200/Picture%20001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TLpLpGrrOkg/RZnByPWekVI/AAAAAAAAALc/Fzqg0QBucOE/s72-c/DSCN0196.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21190194.post-2380300715029691817</id><published>2007-01-02T00:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T06:31:50.697+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Oscar'/><title type='text'>Zzzzz</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;My little boy likes to take his naps on our couch in the living room... Dont know why but he always dooze off there... These are some pics I took a few days ago... Zzzzzz...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TLpLpGrrOkg/RZk3OfWekPI/AAAAAAAAAKU/yWbhQGWu--8/s1600-h/DSCN0006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015100382127231218" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TLpLpGrrOkg/RZk3OfWekPI/AAAAAAAAAKU/yWbhQGWu--8/s200/DSCN0006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TLpLpGrrOkg/RZk3PPWekQI/AAAAAAAAAKc/aNKm-zOv_8A/s1600-h/DSCN0013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015100395012133122" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TLpLpGrrOkg/RZk3PPWekQI/AAAAAAAAAKc/aNKm-zOv_8A/s200/DSCN0013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;* Look at my lazy boy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TLpLpGrrOkg/RZk3P_WekRI/AAAAAAAAAKk/T0grJoVRFYg/s1600-h/DSCN0019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015100407897035026" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TLpLpGrrOkg/RZk3P_WekRI/AAAAAAAAAKk/T0grJoVRFYg/s200/DSCN0019.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TLpLpGrrOkg/RZk3QvWekSI/AAAAAAAAAKs/KwJUPL2-xvc/s1600-h/DSCN0021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015100420781936930" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TLpLpGrrOkg/RZk3QvWekSI/AAAAAAAAAKs/KwJUPL2-xvc/s200/DSCN0021.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;* So peaceful... Hehe, I pulled out his cit-cit...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TLpLpGrrOkg/RZk4_fWekTI/AAAAAAAAAK0/9MwsdSmkM-M/s1600-h/DSCN0015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015102323452449074" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TLpLpGrrOkg/RZk4_fWekTI/AAAAAAAAAK0/9MwsdSmkM-M/s200/DSCN0015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TLpLpGrrOkg/RZk4__WekUI/AAAAAAAAAK8/tecmpOxNDD8/s1600-h/DSCN0016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015102332042383682" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TLpLpGrrOkg/RZk4__WekUI/AAAAAAAAAK8/tecmpOxNDD8/s200/DSCN0016.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;* Look at his hand; so big ledi, and his leg; bruised ankle from a fall from the stool. Dont ask me how but he kept on complaining its painful before he dooze of.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I like to watch him sleep. So serene and peaceful. Sometimes, he'll sleep-talk. Sometimes, he'll give out a loud cry then go back to sleep again (dont ask me why??) and best of all, when he sleeps, he snores a bit sometimes. Haha, inherited this from daddy I guessed. But, I read in some articles that if little boy snores, it means that their air-breathing passage if blocked. Is it true? Can anyone enlightened me on this?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21190194-2380300715029691817?l=mylittlechampion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylittlechampion.blogspot.com/feeds/2380300715029691817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21190194&amp;postID=2380300715029691817' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21190194/posts/default/2380300715029691817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21190194/posts/default/2380300715029691817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylittlechampion.blogspot.com/2007/01/zzzzz.html' title='Zzzzz'/><author><name>Oscar's Mommy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6697/1903/200/Picture%20001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TLpLpGrrOkg/RZk3OfWekPI/AAAAAAAAAKU/yWbhQGWu--8/s72-c/DSCN0006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21190194.post-1389200914961684018</id><published>2007-01-01T22:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T06:31:53.457+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Favourites'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Family'/><title type='text'>Food Food Food......</title><content type='html'>Lazy to do post by post, so I did a whole bunch of pics all lumped into one post! Food that we had during the holidays and food that I cooked... yumm!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TLpLpGrrOkg/RZkmIPWej7I/AAAAAAAAAGk/DhMXyMiDJys/s1600-h/DSCN0100.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015081583055376306" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TLpLpGrrOkg/RZkmIPWej7I/AAAAAAAAAGk/DhMXyMiDJys/s200/DSCN0100.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TLpLpGrrOkg/RZkmI_Wej8I/AAAAAAAAAGs/fpzr2ivuNjU/s1600-h/DSCN0101.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015081595940278210" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TLpLpGrrOkg/RZkmI_Wej8I/AAAAAAAAAGs/fpzr2ivuNjU/s200/DSCN0101.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TLpLpGrrOkg/RZkmJfWej9I/AAAAAAAAAG0/Cvb_d-wyyCY/s1600-h/DSCN0105.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015081604530212818" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TLpLpGrrOkg/RZkmJfWej9I/AAAAAAAAAG0/Cvb_d-wyyCY/s200/DSCN0105.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TLpLpGrrOkg/RZkmKPWej-I/AAAAAAAAAG8/gc5tjvDm1ro/s1600-h/DSCN0104.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015081617415114722" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TLpLpGrrOkg/RZkmKPWej-I/AAAAAAAAAG8/gc5tjvDm1ro/s200/DSCN0104.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;* Tung-Jit dinner at my mom's place. Mom and dad cooking a feast! There are more food but I only managed to snap these cos the later when other dishes its served, I whacked liow. He he.. The duck that I bought tasted HEAVEN!!! And of course the intended pork chop I made turned out to look like tiny pieces of pork slices.... blueh.... but tasted yummy! Mom made soup, another vege dish and also chicken... so much meat we could feel our self gained an extra 10lbs after this meal! Serious!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TLpLpGrrOkg/RZkqRvWej_I/AAAAAAAAAHE/tNTQP06bOJ0/s1600-h/DSCN0143.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015086144310644722" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TLpLpGrrOkg/RZkqRvWej_I/AAAAAAAAAHE/tNTQP06bOJ0/s200/DSCN0143.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TLpLpGrrOkg/RZkqSfWekAI/AAAAAAAAAHM/6zE6CGBcfnU/s1600-h/DSCN0144.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015086157195546626" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TLpLpGrrOkg/RZkqSfWekAI/AAAAAAAAAHM/6zE6CGBcfnU/s200/DSCN0144.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TLpLpGrrOkg/RZkqTfWekBI/AAAAAAAAAHU/lNY3bS_tE_s/s1600-h/DSCN0145.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015086174375415826" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TLpLpGrrOkg/RZkqTfWekBI/AAAAAAAAAHU/lNY3bS_tE_s/s200/DSCN0145.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TLpLpGrrOkg/RZkqUPWekCI/AAAAAAAAAHc/eLhypYQqlGY/s1600-h/DSCN0147.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015086187260317730" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TLpLpGrrOkg/RZkqUPWekCI/AAAAAAAAAHc/eLhypYQqlGY/s200/DSCN0147.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TLpLpGrrOkg/RZkqU_WekDI/AAAAAAAAAHk/x4q4pggX5yc/s1600-h/DSCN0148.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015086200145219634" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TLpLpGrrOkg/RZkqU_WekDI/AAAAAAAAAHk/x4q4pggX5yc/s200/DSCN0148.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TLpLpGrrOkg/RZkssPWekEI/AAAAAAAAAHs/o71nftnpCi0/s1600-h/DSCN0154.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015088798600433730" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TLpLpGrrOkg/RZkssPWekEI/AAAAAAAAAHs/o71nftnpCi0/s200/DSCN0154.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TLpLpGrrOkg/RZkstPWekFI/AAAAAAAAAH0/aldhdzFZyKs/s1600-h/DSCN0156.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015088815780302930" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TLpLpGrrOkg/RZkstPWekFI/AAAAAAAAAH0/aldhdzFZyKs/s200/DSCN0156.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;* Belated Tung-Jit dinner with 2-BILs at Wenworth Hotel, Janbo Restaurant. Erm, dinner was so so only... the first dish yumm, the sharkfin was like MSG broth, steam chicken tasted weird (some herbal chicken), steam fish tasted ok ler, the prawns I didnt eat so cant comment, the LorHon Chye ok ler, had the lotus wrapped rice, tasted nice but too salty (I like!) and look at these very porn looking buns! Ha ha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TLpLpGrrOkg/RZkst_WekGI/AAAAAAAAAH8/w7VdDpEdP7g/s1600-h/DSCN0175.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015088828665204834" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TLpLpGrrOkg/RZkst_WekGI/AAAAAAAAAH8/w7VdDpEdP7g/s200/DSCN0175.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TLpLpGrrOkg/RZksufWekHI/AAAAAAAAAIE/itOFLunt_tY/s1600-h/DSCN0176.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015088837255139442" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TLpLpGrrOkg/RZksufWekHI/AAAAAAAAAIE/itOFLunt_tY/s200/DSCN0176.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TLpLpGrrOkg/RZkvzvWekII/AAAAAAAAAIM/MISR2dhc3rA/s1600-h/DSCN0178.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015092225984336002" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TLpLpGrrOkg/RZkvzvWekII/AAAAAAAAAIM/MISR2dhc3rA/s200/DSCN0178.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TLpLpGrrOkg/RZkv1PWekLI/AAAAAAAAAIk/twzamsXAE1k/s1600-h/DSCN0177.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015092251754139826" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TLpLpGrrOkg/RZkv1PWekLI/AAAAAAAAAIk/twzamsXAE1k/s200/DSCN0177.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TLpLpGrrOkg/RZkv0vWekKI/AAAAAAAAAIc/9ACnHXQDM9U/s1600-h/DSCN0180.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015092243164205218" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TLpLpGrrOkg/RZkv0vWekKI/AAAAAAAAAIc/9ACnHXQDM9U/s200/DSCN0180.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TLpLpGrrOkg/RZkxePWekNI/AAAAAAAAAI0/paoa4sgWfPA/s1600-h/DSCN0084.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015094055640404178" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TLpLpGrrOkg/RZkxePWekNI/AAAAAAAAAI0/paoa4sgWfPA/s200/DSCN0084.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TLpLpGrrOkg/RZkxdfWekMI/AAAAAAAAAIs/0LvRP2wtp5I/s1600-h/DSCN0181.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015094042755502274" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TLpLpGrrOkg/RZkxdfWekMI/AAAAAAAAAIs/0LvRP2wtp5I/s200/DSCN0181.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TLpLpGrrOkg/RZkxevWekOI/AAAAAAAAAI8/8R3rSOrA4TY/s1600-h/DSCN0182.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015094064230338786" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TLpLpGrrOkg/RZkxevWekOI/AAAAAAAAAI8/8R3rSOrA4TY/s200/DSCN0182.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Made Stir-Fried Noodles on Boxing Day. Taste wise ok ler, not as good as mom's cos I dont know what did I missed in the recipe... somehow tarak oomph! Made Sharkfin Melon soup too to go with the noodles. One bowl with lots of melon and the other lots of pork ribs and bones for hubby! Burrpp! Solly...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There is another restaurant I would like to do a food post but blogger is loading the photos like so so slooooooooowwww..... so me go oi-oi first. Do tomorrow okie!!! Happy New Year 2007!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21190194-1389200914961684018?l=mylittlechampion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylittlechampion.blogspot.com/feeds/1389200914961684018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21190194&amp;postID=1389200914961684018' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21190194/posts/default/1389200914961684018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21190194/posts/default/1389200914961684018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylittlechampion.blogspot.com/2007/01/food-food-food.html' title='Food Food Food......'/><author><name>Oscar's Mommy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6697/1903/200/Picture%20001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TLpLpGrrOkg/RZkmIPWej7I/AAAAAAAAAGk/DhMXyMiDJys/s72-c/DSCN0100.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21190194.post-4650049000301340129</id><published>2006-12-30T11:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-30T12:20:59.990+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Family'/><title type='text'>Lights Out! Action!</title><content type='html'>Its really weird to know that sometimes, me and hubby's imagination can be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night was one of those really irritating night we ever had.  After work, I left office to go pick up Oscar at my mom's place.  Then I head back home to pick up hubby as we planned to go out for dinner in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Tmn&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Maluri&lt;/span&gt;.  Went for dinner, bought some stuff and left home cos me very sleepy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upon us reaching home, we found that the electricity is out.  Hubby thought its our fuse box so he tried to take a look but its &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;.  We thought history is repeating it self cos beginning of this year, our house's main fuse box (at the main electrical hub) was all burnt and melted! Don't know why...  Hubby went to check and discovered that the entire fuse box was removed and the wires are cut off.  There and then I asked if we have paid electric bills and according to hubby, we settled it every month on the dot without fail...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, crazy thought ran into my mind.  No thanks to watching so much of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;teeveebee&lt;/span&gt; investigation series... In my mind I thought:-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Hmm&lt;/span&gt;, somebody wanted to break into our house.  But because this somebody cannot determine a time which is suitable cos hubby &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; leave the house to work at a specific time and also comes back to the house as and when he likes (we have a SOHO), so that makes this somebody hard to break in during the day time.  Night time impossible cos we are all at home ma.... so, this somebody plotted... make our house black out so no electricity we cannot stay for the night and we have to move out from the house for a night.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Hah&lt;/span&gt;! This is a good chance for this somebody to break in... night time, nobody in the house..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, I relate to hubby this silly &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;teeveebee&lt;/span&gt; mind of mine... and guessed what??!! Hubby agreed with me! Cos its year end now, so understood that it will be higher crime rate.  Even though our house is guarded by guards and these guards do their rounds every alternate hours, we cannot take the risk, right? That time was already 10.30pm and where on earth are we to find someone to come to our rescue.  I tried calling my reliable technician but his phone is off. *&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;wei&lt;/span&gt; what time ah... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;zzz&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;ledi&lt;/span&gt; la* Then hubby called &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;TNB&lt;/span&gt; and as usual, "Your call is important to us, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;pls&lt;/span&gt; hold while our customer service &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;bla&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;bla&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;bla&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;bla&lt;/span&gt;...." Finally after listening to some pretty ugly music, hubby managed to speak to a human being! Told them our problem and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;reminded&lt;/span&gt; them like several times that we &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; owe them anything (cos they asked us like a gazillion times, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;wei&lt;/span&gt; their system cannot check wan &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;meh&lt;/span&gt;!). Then they said they'll send somebody over to take a look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We waited till 11.30pm and nobody came. At that point of time, I have already started to pack our bags cos either we go back to my mom's place or go to my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;BIL's&lt;/span&gt; place (hubby's suggestion) or check into a hotel nearby!!! Yes, I am that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;desperate&lt;/span&gt;!  One sleepy son and one very hot and sweaty mommy and one pacing up and down daddy... you get the picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, our 'friendly' &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;TNB&lt;/span&gt; guy came and saw and again asked us for the paid bills &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;blablablabla&lt;/span&gt; wasted some time and then finally, they reconnect the fuse and wire... and yippee, we have electricity again, finally at about 1am!!!! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Haha&lt;/span&gt;, no charge from the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;TNB&lt;/span&gt; guys but hubby gave them some money as a token of appreciation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off we went to have our shower, turn on the air-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;cond&lt;/span&gt; and hit the sack... cos we are all dead tired.  But, I couldn't sleep well till 4am in the morning cos I was like thinking about the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;teeveebee&lt;/span&gt; movie plot.  Crazy or what me so this morning I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;zzz&lt;/span&gt; till 11am.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Woooo&lt;/span&gt;, time to get up and plan for our lovely long holiday... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;hehe&lt;/span&gt;... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;hmmm&lt;/span&gt; any suggestion where to go?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21190194-4650049000301340129?l=mylittlechampion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylittlechampion.blogspot.com/feeds/4650049000301340129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21190194&amp;postID=4650049000301340129' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21190194/posts/default/4650049000301340129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21190194/posts/default/4650049000301340129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylittlechampion.blogspot.com/2006/12/lights-out-action.html' title='Lights Out! Action!'/><author><name>Oscar's Mommy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6697/1903/200/Picture%20001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21190194.post-1746410513827606322</id><published>2006-12-28T21:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-28T21:25:39.296+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mememe'/><title type='text'>Ooppsss I did it again!</title><content type='html'>Ya la ya la... I changed template la... did it while I was watching tvb series on Astro... haha... ok, my holiday up-dates coming sooooooooon.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;** HAPPY NEW YEAR **&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21190194-1746410513827606322?l=mylittlechampion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylittlechampion.blogspot.com/feeds/1746410513827606322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21190194&amp;postID=1746410513827606322' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21190194/posts/default/1746410513827606322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21190194/posts/default/1746410513827606322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylittlechampion.blogspot.com/2006/12/ooppsss-i-did-it-again.html' title='Ooppsss I did it again!'/><author><name>Oscar's Mommy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6697/1903/200/Picture%20001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21190194.post-8199637558964831082</id><published>2006-12-18T21:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T06:31:57.452+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Weekend'/><title type='text'>Weekend Up-date</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Well, as usual, must have weekend post... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt; one day delay but I was busy ma... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Saturday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Woke up &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;ard&lt;/span&gt; 9am did some house chores. Checked my mails and did some work online. Suppose to go shopping with Oscar but last minute, hubby got to send his car for service and he has to use my car for some delivery. Dang! So, have to stay home to rot and praying hard that Annie will rescue me out for lunch. Annie &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;sms&lt;/span&gt;-ed me telling me &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Fearless's&lt;/span&gt; not well so cannot come and have &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;makan&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;makan&lt;/span&gt; session with me... so I have to think of something to feed my little boy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TLpLpGrrOkg/RYacZ53FpXI/AAAAAAAAACo/oWTGlzN1TKE/s1600-h/DSCN0076.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5009863604338795890" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TLpLpGrrOkg/RYacZ53FpXI/AAAAAAAAACo/oWTGlzN1TKE/s200/DSCN0076.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TLpLpGrrOkg/RYacaZ3FpYI/AAAAAAAAACw/p5auA-PMV4U/s1600-h/DSCN0078.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5009863612928730498" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TLpLpGrrOkg/RYacaZ3FpYI/AAAAAAAAACw/p5auA-PMV4U/s200/DSCN0078.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Steam Cod Fist with Mushrooms and peanut and lotus root soup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;After lunch and clean up, I showered Oscar and sweep and mopped the floor and washed the toilets... Yeah, I am like the maid during weekends. Wanted to start ironing but very sleepy so I took a nap with Oscar... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;zzzz&lt;/span&gt; in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;lala&lt;/span&gt;-land...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TLpLpGrrOkg/RYadp53FpaI/AAAAAAAAADA/MOUlSX-A_wY/s1600-h/DSCN0068.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5009864978728330658" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TLpLpGrrOkg/RYadp53FpaI/AAAAAAAAADA/MOUlSX-A_wY/s200/DSCN0068.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TLpLpGrrOkg/RYadqJ3FpbI/AAAAAAAAADI/qVrz80YDNFU/s1600-h/DSCN0070.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5009864983023297970" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TLpLpGrrOkg/RYadqJ3FpbI/AAAAAAAAADI/qVrz80YDNFU/s200/DSCN0070.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Oscar was telling me before nap that his 'friend' is sick. So I have to look for a 'cool fever' to cool his friend off. By the way, his 'friend' in brown is called &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Omosa&lt;/span&gt;... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;hahahahahah&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Woke up from nap and had tea with biscuits... ah... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;blissssss&lt;/span&gt;... Then its time to think of what to cook for dinner... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;aiya&lt;/span&gt;... no need la, re-heat the soup I made in the afternoon and I had another piece of the cod fish... same recipe... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;senang&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;sahaja&lt;/span&gt;... wow... lots of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;protein&lt;/span&gt; la today... so I made lemon tea to washed it off...(scared body cannot process la)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TLpLpGrrOkg/RYagDJ3FpcI/AAAAAAAAADQ/XJDnDiC1qVM/s1600-h/DSCN0055.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5009867611543283138" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TLpLpGrrOkg/RYagDJ3FpcI/AAAAAAAAADQ/XJDnDiC1qVM/s200/DSCN0055.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TLpLpGrrOkg/RYagDZ3FpdI/AAAAAAAAADY/JQbV40-DeMU/s1600-h/DSCN0056.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5009867615838250450" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TLpLpGrrOkg/RYagDZ3FpdI/AAAAAAAAADY/JQbV40-DeMU/s200/DSCN0056.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Had this after dinner with Oscar also ... so yummy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Nothing much after dinner, played some puzzles with Oscar and slowly guide him on the Flash Cards I made... He like it but again, he is very playful... Only chooses the alphabets he like which is "H"... !!?? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Sunday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Woke up early again today cos I am suppose to go have brunch with my ex-colleagues in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;MidValley&lt;/span&gt;. Again, before I leave home, I have to be Cinderella for few hours ... like wash Oscar's cup and bottles, made breakfast for hubby, put out the washed laundry, put in another load and clean up the kitchen. Suppose to leave at about 10am cos wanted to buy some groceries in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Jusco&lt;/span&gt; before meeting my colleagues, but this and that and Oscar wanted to tag along sigh.... left house at 11am..... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Wrong move! It was so so jam that I couldn't believe my eyes... Its not even a crawl into the parking but the cars are practically 'parked' on the road cos it so jam towards the building. Called my lunch buddies to tell them I need to go back to take the train instead... and believe me, I take a U-turn back to my house, rang hubby up to ask him to take my car and fetch me to the train station. I couldn't take Oscar along this time and departing with him is really hard cos he keep on telling me he wanted to come along... sorry baby, but mommy is taking public transport so not so convenient &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Hah&lt;/span&gt;! I am so so right. Took me only 15 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;mins&lt;/span&gt; from my place to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;MidValley&lt;/span&gt;... and I mean inclusive of me buying the train ticket, the wait for the train and walking from the station to the mall... yeah I walked very fast cos &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;sudah&lt;/span&gt; late ma... The crowd was crazy!!! Had lunch at Madam &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Kwan&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;hmm&lt;/span&gt;, I find that their portion shrunk tremendously... what happened ah? After lunch we yak and yak for another hour and I need to go home... Oh... I so wanted to stay and chat with them cos its been a very long time since I meet them. We are meeting up again this Saturday for dinner; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;pre&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;X'mas&lt;/span&gt; Dinner &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;hehe&lt;/span&gt; at my friend's new house&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TLpLpGrrOkg/RYcfe53FpqI/AAAAAAAAAFc/plqU6CSTABc/s1600-h/17-12-06_1408.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5010007726261380770" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TLpLpGrrOkg/RYcfe53FpqI/AAAAAAAAAFc/plqU6CSTABc/s200/17-12-06_1408.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TLpLpGrrOkg/RYcffJ3FprI/AAAAAAAAAFk/WoXK76OHWwI/s1600-h/17-12-06_1409.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5010007730556348082" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TLpLpGrrOkg/RYcffJ3FprI/AAAAAAAAAFk/WoXK76OHWwI/s200/17-12-06_1409.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Pic not clear cos I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;took&lt;/span&gt; it with my phone... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;X'mas&lt;/span&gt; Deco in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;MidValley&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I took the train back again and asked hubby to come fetch me... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;hehe&lt;/span&gt;... went home to clean Oscar's toy box. Discard a lot of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;un&lt;/span&gt;-wanted toys and kept away some old toys which he no longer wants to play with anymore. Shower and watched telly with hubby while Oscar nap. We left for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Jusco&lt;/span&gt; (yes, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Jusco&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;kaki&lt;/span&gt; la me) in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Cheras&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Selatan&lt;/span&gt;.. near &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Balakong&lt;/span&gt; la... wow, nice la this place. Very spacious but the only downfall is the parking; not convenient. Will be improved soon I think. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_38" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Angeleyes&lt;/span&gt; has been to this place twice during her visit here to KL recently and yes, she is so right; very er... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_39" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;erm&lt;/span&gt;... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_40" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;aiyah&lt;/span&gt;, there are &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_41" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;jinjang&lt;/span&gt; Joe and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_42" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;jinjang&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_43" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Lians&lt;/span&gt; here that comes with their &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_44"&gt;Japanese&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_45"&gt;slippers&lt;/span&gt; (I went with SANDALS, not &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_46"&gt;slippers&lt;/span&gt;) and shouting from one alley to another.. scary! Bought a toy for Oscar and hubby bought some stuff too... then we had dinner here...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TLpLpGrrOkg/RYcd3J3FpeI/AAAAAAAAAD8/vPfLL01dsKQ/s1600-h/17-12-06_2035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5010005943849952738" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TLpLpGrrOkg/RYcd3J3FpeI/AAAAAAAAAD8/vPfLL01dsKQ/s200/17-12-06_2035.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TLpLpGrrOkg/RYcd3Z3FpfI/AAAAAAAAAEE/tep_Qb42F4I/s1600-h/17-12-06_2037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5010005948144920050" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TLpLpGrrOkg/RYcd3Z3FpfI/AAAAAAAAAEE/tep_Qb42F4I/s200/17-12-06_2037.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Food &amp;amp; Tea Restaurant in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_47" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Jusco&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_48" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Cheras&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_49" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Selatan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Look at their colourful drinks...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TLpLpGrrOkg/RYcd3Z3FpgI/AAAAAAAAAEM/89BMIlbpo8g/s1600-h/17-12-06_2038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5010005948144920066" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TLpLpGrrOkg/RYcd3Z3FpgI/AAAAAAAAAEM/89BMIlbpo8g/s200/17-12-06_2038.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TLpLpGrrOkg/RYcd3p3FpiI/AAAAAAAAAEc/vDaoqHQRRtM/s1600-h/17-12-06_2044.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5010005952439887394" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TLpLpGrrOkg/RYcd3p3FpiI/AAAAAAAAAEc/vDaoqHQRRtM/s200/17-12-06_2044.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Their desserts are also very colourful...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TLpLpGrrOkg/RYcd3p3FphI/AAAAAAAAAEU/MwObu8mP8yM/s1600-h/17-12-06_2039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5010005952439887378" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TLpLpGrrOkg/RYcd3p3FphI/AAAAAAAAAEU/MwObu8mP8yM/s200/17-12-06_2039.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TLpLpGrrOkg/RYce653FpjI/AAAAAAAAAEk/3JjVxMWyCKU/s1600-h/17-12-06_2045.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5010007107786090034" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TLpLpGrrOkg/RYce653FpjI/AAAAAAAAAEk/3JjVxMWyCKU/s200/17-12-06_2045.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;* &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_50"&gt;Their&lt;/span&gt; banana split is only RM7.80!!! and look at this colourful mango and yam tong &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_51" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;sui&lt;/span&gt;. Highly recommended!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TLpLpGrrOkg/RYce7J3FpkI/AAAAAAAAAEs/boNk3nuZFiQ/s1600-h/17-12-06_2050.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5010007112081057346" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TLpLpGrrOkg/RYce7J3FpkI/AAAAAAAAAEs/boNk3nuZFiQ/s200/17-12-06_2050.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TLpLpGrrOkg/RYce7J3FplI/AAAAAAAAAE0/9JEOAyvaoCI/s1600-h/17-12-06_2052.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5010007112081057362" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TLpLpGrrOkg/RYce7J3FplI/AAAAAAAAAE0/9JEOAyvaoCI/s200/17-12-06_2052.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* We had Black Pepper &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_52" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Udon&lt;/span&gt; with Prawns and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_53" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;XO&lt;/span&gt; Sauce Fried Rice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TLpLpGrrOkg/RYce7Z3FpmI/AAAAAAAAAE8/vuUOs9YLkQo/s1600-h/17-12-06_2051.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5010007116376024674" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TLpLpGrrOkg/RYce7Z3FpmI/AAAAAAAAAE8/vuUOs9YLkQo/s200/17-12-06_2051.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TLpLpGrrOkg/RYce7Z3FpnI/AAAAAAAAAFE/pilndjCqsbI/s1600-h/17-12-06_2049.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5010007116376024690" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TLpLpGrrOkg/RYce7Z3FpnI/AAAAAAAAAFE/pilndjCqsbI/s200/17-12-06_2049.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Lemon Red Tea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TLpLpGrrOkg/RYcfe53FppI/AAAAAAAAAFU/2WTmKfK1FA0/s1600-h/17-12-06_2027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5010007726261380754" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TLpLpGrrOkg/RYcfe53FppI/AAAAAAAAAFU/2WTmKfK1FA0/s200/17-12-06_2027.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TLpLpGrrOkg/RYcfep3FpoI/AAAAAAAAAFM/ep3XKLob36c/s1600-h/17-12-06_2026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5010007721966413442" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TLpLpGrrOkg/RYcfep3FpoI/AAAAAAAAAFM/ep3XKLob36c/s200/17-12-06_2026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Very environmental friendly &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_54" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;X'mas&lt;/span&gt; Tree. Made with recycled mineral water bottles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went home at about 10pm and get some work done for hubby and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_55" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;zzzz&lt;/span&gt;... ah... happy weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21190194-8199637558964831082?l=mylittlechampion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylittlechampion.blogspot.com/feeds/8199637558964831082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21190194&amp;postID=8199637558964831082' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21190194/posts/default/8199637558964831082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21190194/posts/default/8199637558964831082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylittlechampion.blogspot.com/2006/12/weekend-up-date.html' title='Weekend Up-date'/><author><name>Oscar's Mommy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6697/1903/200/Picture%20001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TLpLpGrrOkg/RYacZ53FpXI/AAAAAAAAACo/oWTGlzN1TKE/s72-c/DSCN0076.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21190194.post-5837639114058258395</id><published>2006-12-15T21:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T06:31:58.287+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Oscar'/><title type='text'>Flash Cards</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Bought a few sets of flash cards for Oscar last year. Along the year, Oscar learnt quite alot from it. And of course, a lot of it went missing along with other toys! I usually buy cards with pictures and words. I have not bought flash cards with numbers before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Today, I have decided to do some Home-made FlashCards. Below are the things I bought for this ocassion:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TLpLpGrrOkg/RYKvmGAiUJI/AAAAAAAAABU/nS2054qnQc0/s1600-h/DSCN0061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5008758804572164242" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TLpLpGrrOkg/RYKvmGAiUJI/AAAAAAAAABU/nS2054qnQc0/s200/DSCN0061.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TLpLpGrrOkg/RYKvnmAiULI/AAAAAAAAABk/-IoEC-OIQbY/s1600-h/DSCN0063.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5008758830341968050" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TLpLpGrrOkg/RYKvnmAiULI/AAAAAAAAABk/-IoEC-OIQbY/s200/DSCN0063.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TLpLpGrrOkg/RYKvm2AiUKI/AAAAAAAAABc/GwcyACeb5mI/s1600-h/DSCN0062.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5008758817457066146" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TLpLpGrrOkg/RYKvm2AiUKI/AAAAAAAAABc/GwcyACeb5mI/s200/DSCN0062.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TLpLpGrrOkg/RYKvoGAiUMI/AAAAAAAAABs/JnoFJJjYb2Q/s1600-h/DSCN0064.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5008758838931902658" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TLpLpGrrOkg/RYKvoGAiUMI/AAAAAAAAABs/JnoFJJjYb2Q/s200/DSCN0064.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TLpLpGrrOkg/RYKyIWAiUOI/AAAAAAAAAB8/kEJqJbVE1is/s1600-h/DSCN0066.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5008761592005939426" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TLpLpGrrOkg/RYKyIWAiUOI/AAAAAAAAAB8/kEJqJbVE1is/s200/DSCN0066.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TLpLpGrrOkg/RYKyI2AiUPI/AAAAAAAAACE/E0Cw5BWD7PE/s1600-h/DSCN0067.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5008761600595874034" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TLpLpGrrOkg/RYKyI2AiUPI/AAAAAAAAACE/E0Cw5BWD7PE/s200/DSCN0067.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Some stationery (paper-by-weight cards, glue, some strings, marker pens, scotch tapes and some colour paper. * I made the A-Z and 1-10 via excel format.&lt;br /&gt;* Lots of cutting and sticking the cards toggether.&lt;br /&gt;* Then punch holes and string them together according to their category.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;And I am now preparing Oscar for his kindy. Oh... I almost forgot. A quick up-date on my recent hunt for kindy. Thank you all for your valuable suggestions and ideas in looking for a good school. I have found one and without looking further, I paid (no actually hubby paid) the fees and registration stuff etc etc... To me, location is the most important point. There is one school which is very famous and has got a very good teaching method (I went and scrutinse their teaching materials... yes, I am very kiasu) but because from my office to this school, its kind of far. I have to look for a school which is near my office (just in case if Oscar is ill during class or not well or if he just needs me) I can go over ASAP. And have to be near my mom's place cos I intend to steal my lunch time to go over to fetch him after school (Amah, pls pls let me go... I work OT ah...) and then have to quickly rush back and drop Oscar back at my mom's. See, I got lots of things to look into that is why all the delay. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;But now, I have no more worry. Er, maybe just one more. Oscar was borned in the year of 2003 therefore, next year he no longer join the nursery class, Oscar is a big boy now so he will have to join the elementary class; which consist of 3 yrs old children and also 4 yrs old children whom for those have already studied one year in nursery. Oh boy, I am so so afraid that my little champion cannot cope cos Oscar is very playful... He learn at his own pace (at home can la, in the school mana boleh) and he tends to be THE OPPOSITION PARTY. Eg: Me asking : Oscar, how old are you? Him: I am fine thank you isk isk isk... hehehaha... OR Me: Oscar, do you want to sit and read? Him: Er, do you want to sit and SING?" See, me pressure or not? And according to the principal, in elementary year, students are expect to know A-Z and 1-20!!!!!! Oscar knows how to SING ABCD but if ask him to recognise the alphabets, I dont think so. Numbers still ok cos Oscar know how to identify 1-10 but not to 20.... The thing I like about this school I enrolled is they practices flash cards a lot and also they use Peter and Jane book as introduction to words and sentences. It is always good and a bonus point to know your A-Z but know A-Z means nothing if you dont know the word...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;So, I hope by making these flash cards, I can slowly instill some memorising interest in Oscar rather than him now jumping around in the house and messing around! Like I said, he is very playful and sometimes, he is ok...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I am going to make some basic ones first then later, I am copying some Peter and Jane book I have to let him memorise the words... Many of you will say, buy la from the shelve so much work... but I like doing it myself.... more MOMMY TOUCH... hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Oscar, pls pls be good and play and read yr flash cards mommy made.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21190194-5837639114058258395?l=mylittlechampion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylittlechampion.blogspot.com/feeds/5837639114058258395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21190194&amp;postID=5837639114058258395' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21190194/posts/default/5837639114058258395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21190194/posts/default/5837639114058258395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylittlechampion.blogspot.com/2006/12/flash-cards.html' title='Flash Cards'/><author><name>Oscar's Mommy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6697/1903/200/Picture%20001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TLpLpGrrOkg/RYKvmGAiUJI/AAAAAAAAABU/nS2054qnQc0/s72-c/DSCN0061.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21190194.post-5420750213207957938</id><published>2006-12-12T19:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T06:31:58.505+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Oscar'/><title type='text'>Still Looking Around....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I am so so dead! Why? Cos its now mid December 2006 and I AM STILL LOOKING AROUND for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Kindy&lt;/span&gt; for Oscar. I know I know, by now, all kindergartens are full and if Oscar wants to go to school... they'll probably squeeze him in somewhere...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Seriously, I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; want to simply 'drop-off' Oscar in some anonymous school or in some 'branded' school. I am so so doom-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;ded&lt;/span&gt;! I have been looking around and I have more or less confirmed a school but still hesitate to go and pay the deposit and registration fees.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Me, hubby and Oscar went to look for another school last Sunday. According to the principal, the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;kindy&lt;/span&gt; has been operating for almost 10 years. Wow, I was amazed as the principal herself is a retired primary school teacher, so I thought she would have a lot of experience... As we talked (hubby brought Oscar to look around the school), I slowly noticed the below:-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;1) This principal just took over this school. She retired early this year and took over the position in this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;kindy&lt;/span&gt; to be a principal. The owner of this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;kindy&lt;/span&gt; runs another &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;kindy&lt;/span&gt; somewhere so she (the owner) doesn't come to this branch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;2) The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;kindy&lt;/span&gt; does not practices any learning system : Montessori, Flip-Tech, Bi-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;lingual&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;KBSR&lt;/span&gt; etc etc... When I asked the principal.. she looked at me and blink blink her eyes as if I am asking her if she is married or not!!! Then, I explained myself then only she told me they &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; really practice any system. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Aikes&lt;/span&gt;! Like that how can? But I glanced at some of their teaching materials... I can sort of sum up its &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;KBSR&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;3) The class room is very very small. For Oscar's age, its standard that each classroom must be roomy for them (the children) to move around and clean. The classrooms in this school looks a little bit dim/dark for a day time and the walls are all smudged (with what I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; know) and all scribbles scribbles....&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;hmmm&lt;/span&gt;, the tables and chairs are all &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;squeaky&lt;/span&gt; and loose screws and the corner of the tables are all chipped! From outside, the school building looks very nice and new (I think they painted the building). Worst of all, the principal brought me into the classroom meant for Oscar's age, it smelt like vomit! I knew I am &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;exaggerating&lt;/span&gt; but how can a classroom smells so awful even its like the school breaks for holiday for a few weeks already! Not hygienic at all....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;4) Went to see the toilet.. yucky yucky too... went to look at the pantry they prepare food for snacks... yucks yucks too. I asked what do they serve for snacks; I guess all schools serves the same food (biscuits with herbal tea, porridge, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;mihun&lt;/span&gt;, sandwiches, red bean?!, pancakes). I enquired a few &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;kindy&lt;/span&gt; and they serve almost the same thing...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;5) Last but not least... the principal has got nose-hair sticking out from her nose!!!! Freaky!!! I couldn't help but to keep on staring into her nose's direction!!! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Aikes&lt;/span&gt;!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;So? What must I do now? I think I will go back to the very first school I went. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Grrr&lt;/span&gt;... this school is only opened from morning 10am to afternoon 2pm on weekdays only. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Hmm&lt;/span&gt;, where do I find the time for this...I think I take 2hrs off tomorrow morning; since my colleague can now help to run the show I mean the office... I must get this done if not my poor little Oscar will have to stay at home to rot er no, do nothing I mean. Oscar like going to school cos &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;every time&lt;/span&gt; we bring him to open day in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;kindys&lt;/span&gt;... he'll enjoy every moment of it... Darling, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;pls&lt;/span&gt; wait &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;, mommy will do it by this week.... I love you Oscar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TLpLpGrrOkg/RX6jK9zuIDI/AAAAAAAAABI/P4B-HGzTfaE/s1600-h/DSCN9904.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5007619244468084786" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TLpLpGrrOkg/RX6jK9zuIDI/AAAAAAAAABI/P4B-HGzTfaE/s200/DSCN9904.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21190194-5420750213207957938?l=mylittlechampion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylittlechampion.blogspot.com/feeds/5420750213207957938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21190194&amp;postID=5420750213207957938' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21190194/posts/default/5420750213207957938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21190194/posts/default/5420750213207957938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylittlechampion.blogspot.com/2006/12/still-looking-around.html' title='Still Looking Around....'/><author><name>Oscar's Mommy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6697/1903/200/Picture%20001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TLpLpGrrOkg/RX6jK9zuIDI/AAAAAAAAABI/P4B-HGzTfaE/s72-c/DSCN9904.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21190194.post-3785615431634866383</id><published>2006-12-11T23:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-11T23:19:25.479+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mememe'/><title type='text'>Do you believe in Tarot Cards?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Was Reading &lt;a href="http://joshualai.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hui Sia's Blog &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and stumbled accross a quiz some sort she did... I opened up the link and this is what I got... hmmm so er... me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.flarn.com/~warlock/tarot/chinese/6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You are The Lovers&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Motive, power, and action, arising from Inspiration and Impulse.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;The Lovers represents intuition and inspiration. Very often a choice needs to be made.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Originally, this card was called just LOVE. And that's actually more apt than "Lovers." Love follows in this sequence of growth and maturity. And, coming after the Emperor, who is about control, it is a radical change in perspective. LOVE is a force that makes you choose and decide for reasons you often can't understand; it makes you surrender control to a higher power. And that is what this card is all about. Finding something or someone who is so much a part of yourself, so perfectly attuned to you and you to them, that you cannot, dare not resist. This card indicates that the you have or will come across a person, career, challenge or thing that you will fall in love with. You will know instinctively that you must have this, even if it means diverging from your chosen path. No matter the difficulties, without it you will never be complete.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;What Tarot Card are You?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flarn.com/~warlock/tarot"&gt;Take the Test to Find Out.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://joshualai.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21190194-3785615431634866383?l=mylittlechampion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylittlechampion.blogspot.com/feeds/3785615431634866383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21190194&amp;postID=3785615431634866383' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21190194/posts/default/3785615431634866383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21190194/posts/default/3785615431634866383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylittlechampion.blogspot.com/2006/12/do-you-believe-in-tarot-cards.html' title='Do you believe in Tarot Cards?'/><author><name>Oscar's Mommy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6697/1903/200/Picture%20001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21190194.post-1134387116471830370</id><published>2006-12-11T22:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T06:31:58.600+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Oscar'/><title type='text'>FxFoto</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Heard alot about scrap-booking lately and wanted to try my hands on it for a long time... Thanks to FxFoto, I tried this tonight.... phew, took me some time to figure some of the commands.. hope you like it... will do more if I have the time...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TLpLpGrrOkg/RX1mXzvxPCI/AAAAAAAAAA8/KVHig2rvHnE/s1600-h/scrap+book+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5007270919919451170" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TLpLpGrrOkg/RX1mXzvxPCI/AAAAAAAAAA8/KVHig2rvHnE/s200/scrap+book+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21190194-1134387116471830370?l=mylittlechampion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylittlechampion.blogspot.com/feeds/1134387116471830370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21190194&amp;postID=1134387116471830370' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21190194/posts/default/1134387116471830370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21190194/posts/default/1134387116471830370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylittlechampion.blogspot.com/2006/12/fxfoto.html' title='FxFoto'/><author><name>Oscar's Mommy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6697/1903/200/Picture%20001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TLpLpGrrOkg/RX1mXzvxPCI/AAAAAAAAAA8/KVHig2rvHnE/s72-c/scrap+book+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21190194.post-1090877136501781487</id><published>2006-12-09T21:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-09T22:16:56.105+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mememe'/><title type='text'>My Hori-Gi-Ble Neighbour!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;I have nice and not so nice neighbours that surrounds me daily.  I once post about a neighbour that makes squeaky sounds with their daughter's 'sarong'... Really beh-tahan but luckily they moved out and the neighbour that moved in are the silent type.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#336666;"&gt;Then, I have very very nice neighbours too.  So nice, that they bring food over to us and once they brought me durians! Aikes, me anti-durian... so anti that when I was staying with my parents, I have to go out whenever I knew my dad is buying durians home... Yeah... I am very extreme when it comes to durians... eeeee *shivers* Oh.. yea, they bring durians to my doorstep and 'Ding Dong'.. when I came to the door, I almost fainted when I saw the fruit. I didn't want the fruit in my house so I rejected altogether... made up some really stupid excuse... I AM ALLERGIC TO DURIANS!.. Really stupid hor... Then, this very same neighbour always brings us food (cannot always reject like 7 out of 10 times we reject the other 3 times are dried food like crackers or biscuits we take la...) They are really nice not because they bring us food but they are genuine nice people..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#336666;"&gt;Then, came the horigible ones!  There is this lady that I cannot tahan... so so cannot tahan that I have to blog about her.  She live few doors away from my apartment and she lived with her so ever 'lembik' hubby and a (I must admit) very cute daughter... hmmm where this little girl got her genes from cos the mommy looked like one 'crazy chicken' and the daddy looked like ok la a decent man la... Why I said the mommy looked like a 'crazy chicken' is her hair is full time not in good order.. messy! I mean, if you have frizzy hair do something about it ler!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#336666;"&gt;Ok, why she irritates me the most.  There was once me and hubby were waiting for the lift to come and hubby have had his hands full and me too my hands are carrying bags.. That lady mia hubby went into the lift after us and his hands was EMPTY.. not carrying anything! Logically the hubby must press the 'open' button in the lift right? Even tho' I am the one standing closest to the panel but my hands are full ma and her hubby is just standing next to me... he could have easily streached out his damn heavy hands to press the button to hold onto the door for his ugly looking wife to get in with their daughter right? Agree with me or not here??!! But!!!! He didnt! So the door closed when she is entering half way and sort of 'ter' BANG the daughter's head! Cried la the daughter... then this lady gave me a look like 'Why didnt you press the button!' Me like giving her back my look 'Me where got hand your hubby didnt press for you so dont give me that look!!!" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#336666;"&gt;Ever since that incident, I never want to be in the same lift as her.  Then, came recently I have to get into the very same lift with her after work and after drenching myself and Oscar wet from the rain cos we parked like so so so far! She was the second last to enter the lift.  There was only 4 person add me 5... the lift can accommodate 8 - 10 person.  Either her butt is really big or what, she refuse to budge from the front door! She was again standing right in-front of the door carrying her daughter! If she moved in a few cm.. me and Oscar would be able to get into the lift... Then I told her sternly in a very calm but angry tone! 'Excuse me!!'... She still didnt move a bit... I just pushed her to go to the back cos I really want to get into the lift and I reeeeeeaaalllly want to make her feel dumb! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#336666;"&gt;Ok, enough ranting ... this blog is suppose to be a family blog and a blog for Oscar ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21190194-1090877136501781487?l=mylittlechampion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylittlechampion.blogspot.com/feeds/1090877136501781487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21190194&amp;postID=1090877136501781487' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21190194/posts/default/1090877136501781487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21190194/posts/default/1090877136501781487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylittlechampion.blogspot.com/2006/12/my-hori-gi-ble-neighbour.html' title='My Hori-Gi-Ble Neighbour!'/><author><name>Oscar's Mommy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6697/1903/200/Picture%20001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21190194.post-4187971232021358037</id><published>2006-12-09T21:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T06:31:59.143+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food'/><title type='text'>Another food post</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000099;"&gt;Food... ah.. my passion. Know how to eat must also know how to make... hehe. I made this for dinner on Thursday night. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Crispy Fish with Tamarind and Tomato Sauce&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Got this recipe from a friend of mine but she made it nicer... mine abit sourish... too much tamarind sauce i think... Dont ask me to post recipe cos i cin cai taruk so no measurement wan... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TLpLpGrrOkg/RXq5CjvxO-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/QrFLgnZXPOw/s1600-h/07-12-06_1856.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5006517389382204386" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TLpLpGrrOkg/RXq5CjvxO-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/QrFLgnZXPOw/s200/07-12-06_1856.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; * Deep fried fish and sauce for dipping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TLpLpGrrOkg/RXq5CjvxO_I/AAAAAAAAAAU/nTOHD6nMoJs/s1600-h/07-12-06_1857.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5006517389382204402" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TLpLpGrrOkg/RXq5CjvxO_I/AAAAAAAAAAU/nTOHD6nMoJs/s200/07-12-06_1857.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; * Tamarind and tomato sauce mixed with shallots and mango.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TLpLpGrrOkg/RXq5CzvxPAI/AAAAAAAAAAc/77GlUisctng/s1600-h/07-12-06_1927.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5006517393677171714" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TLpLpGrrOkg/RXq5CzvxPAI/AAAAAAAAAAc/77GlUisctng/s200/07-12-06_1927.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; * Oscar looked like as if I am feeding him poison!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TLpLpGrrOkg/RXq5CzvxPBI/AAAAAAAAAAk/aUaNhqXZlJU/s1600-h/07-12-06_1926.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5006517393677171730" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TLpLpGrrOkg/RXq5CzvxPBI/AAAAAAAAAAk/aUaNhqXZlJU/s200/07-12-06_1926.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; * Ok, happy already cos I bribed him with Yakult!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333399;"&gt;Dinner time can be very fun everyday especially if we cook the food we like and present new recipes for our loved ones... In this case, hubby didn't get to enjoy it piping hot cos he came home late and I ate dinner without him... Next recipe.. Beer Fish Fillet... haha.. stay tune ok.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21190194-4187971232021358037?l=mylittlechampion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylittlechampion.blogspot.com/feeds/4187971232021358037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21190194&amp;postID=4187971232021358037' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21190194/posts/default/4187971232021358037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21190194/posts/default/4187971232021358037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylittlechampion.blogspot.com/2006/12/another-food-post.html' title='Another food post'/><author><name>Oscar's Mommy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6697/1903/200/Picture%20001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TLpLpGrrOkg/RXq5CjvxO-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/QrFLgnZXPOw/s72-c/07-12-06_1856.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21190194.post-2954619746741501920</id><published>2006-12-07T14:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-07T14:42:22.887+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Weekend'/><title type='text'>Oopss!</title><content type='html'>This slide is suppose to go with the below post... i forgot to attach!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget-95.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="site=widget-95.slide.com&amp;channel=72057594046766485&amp;cy=un&amp;il=1" width="400" height="300" name="flashticker" align="middle"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="width:400px;text-align:left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?id=72057594046766485&amp;cy=un&amp;tt=17&amp;at=0&amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-95.slide.com/p1/72057594046766485/un_t017_v000_a000_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?id=72057594046766485&amp;cy=un&amp;tt=17&amp;at=0&amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-95.slide.com/p2/72057594046766485/un_t017_v000_a000_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a hurry ma...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21190194-2954619746741501920?l=mylittlechampion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylittlechampion.blogspot.com/feeds/2954619746741501920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21190194&amp;postID=2954619746741501920' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21190194/posts/default/2954619746741501920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21190194/posts/default/2954619746741501920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylittlechampion.blogspot.com/2006/12/oopss.html' title='Oopss!'/><author><name>Oscar's Mommy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6697/1903/200/Picture%20001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21190194.post-3790167844898007119</id><published>2006-12-05T23:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-07T10:17:58.020+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Weekend'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Family'/><title type='text'>My belated weekend post</title><content type='html'>My previous weekend was very well spent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Saturday.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Went to &lt;a href="http://laundryamah.blogspot.com/2006/12/kierans-bday-party.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kieran's Birthday Party&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. Before arriving at the venue, I went to pick up &lt;a href="http://ramblingmoo.wordpress.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Angeleyes and Darrius&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. And guess what?! I lost my way and ended up in some pretty remote area and the road are extra 'slim'... I have to close both my side mirrors to pass thru.. Aikes! Better not venture further in cos who knows what I might bumped into. Called Angeleyes to meet me at the maid road. "Sorry Angeleyes... me no good with road wan la". Then we head to the party together. Wow! We were surprised by the amount of people. You get the idea when you read LaundryAmah's post... I dropped off Oscar and Angeleyes in front of the venue and asked LaundryAmah to pick them up there... Then I went to look for a parking. I parked so far until I lupa my way back to the venue... Haha..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It wa a success party as the kids all enjoyed themselves. I didn't bring my camera (darn!) so no photo on this. Oscar ate a whole packet full of fries on his own (which I will never allow on normal days) and drank 3-cups of Ribena!!! Well, party ma, sure like that la. Then the sky turned dark, we headed to our next destination. Said our byes and left.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Sunday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Woke up extra early today cos today we are planning to go shopping and buy our X'mas Tree. We went to 1-Utama and when we reached, it only 11am but we can already see the crowd. Had lunch at our fav spot. Then, while we are enjoying our meal, the waiter can to serve the table next to us, bumped our table and 'shifted' our table and almost caused our drinks to fell! He apologised but hubby was mad claiming that what if he (the waiter) was holding some hot soup or drink, he might hurt Oscar as he was at Oscar's side.. sigh...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Then we went around buying some work clothes for hubby and yeah... the X'mas tree. We didnt want to get a huge one cos our house is very small. So, we just bought a 4 ft tree with the ornaments and ding ding dang dang... wow, not cheap la... hmm I wonder the huge tree in my cousin's place cost how much with the deco and all... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ok, that's if for our weekend. Once again, looking forward to it again.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21190194-3790167844898007119?l=mylittlechampion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylittlechampion.blogspot.com/feeds/3790167844898007119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21190194&amp;postID=3790167844898007119' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21190194/posts/default/3790167844898007119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21190194/posts/default/3790167844898007119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylittlechampion.blogspot.com/2006/12/my-belated-weekend-post.html' title='My belated weekend post'/><author><name>Oscar's Mommy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6697/1903/200/Picture%20001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21190194.post-2301281634438839991</id><published>2006-11-30T21:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-30T21:34:39.769+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Family'/><title type='text'>Its the time of the year again...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/5682/2586/1600/827993/90_02_24_web[1].jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 218px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 155px" height="133" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/5682/2586/200/563356/90_02_24_web%5B1%5D.jpg" width="218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Ho Ho Ho!!! Merry Christmas!!! I love Christmas. Even tho' I dont celebrate it but each year without fail, I enjoyed Christmas the most. Its a time we meet up with friends to have dinner and to chat and laugh and all with hopes and wishes for the coming new year... Hmm, I can't wait for Christmas this year... I am going to get myself a Christmas tree this weekend. Oscar saw it during out shopping trip to The Curve and he loved it. So, to make my little boy happy, I am planning to go get a medium size tree with lights and deco to give him a surprise... and I must not forget the candy! To everyone, wishing you all a MERRY CHRISTMAS (ya la ya la... still early la, but I like!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21190194-2301281634438839991?l=mylittlechampion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylittlechampion.blogspot.com/feeds/2301281634438839991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21190194&amp;postID=2301281634438839991' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21190194/posts/default/2301281634438839991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21190194/posts/default/2301281634438839991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylittlechampion.blogspot.com/2006/11/its-time-of-year-again.html' title='Its the time of the year again...'/><author><name>Oscar's Mommy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6697/1903/200/Picture%20001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21190194.post-273206077492379047</id><published>2006-11-29T21:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-29T21:56:47.352+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mememe'/><title type='text'>I'm Loving It!</title><content type='html'>I blogged abt my McD experience sometime ago last few weeks...You can read it all &lt;a href="http://mylittlechampion.blogspot.com/2006/11/my-previous-weekend-aktvt.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HERE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;... its the McD in Sunway Pyramid..now I am participating in some "Share Your McDonald's Experience' thingy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.creamaid.com/cream.swf?id=" width="341" height="376" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="window" flashvars="aid=10000000221000001411"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;img height="0" src="http://www.creamaid.com/090b743d853530e11b48bba052eccdb3de0f2362.gif" width="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let see what the orang putih thinks abt this ok?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21190194-273206077492379047?l=mylittlechampion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylittlechampion.blogspot.com/feeds/273206077492379047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21190194&amp;postID=273206077492379047' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21190194/posts/default/273206077492379047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21190194/posts/default/273206077492379047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylittlechampion.blogspot.com/2006/11/im-loving-it.html' title='I&apos;m Loving It!'/><author><name>Oscar's Mommy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6697/1903/200/Picture%20001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21190194.post-7630125860818086160</id><published>2006-11-29T20:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-29T20:51:56.250+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Oscar'/><title type='text'>Oscar says the Darnest Things</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Yes, my Oscar says the darnest things! The below are some of it which I dont know whether to laugh or cry or scold!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Scene 1: Me and Oscar have to take a shower together cos need to go somewhere urgently.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oscar: (pointing at my er... 18SX part) Why not same wan with Oscar mommy?&lt;br /&gt;Me: (Blur ledi) Er, cos I am MOMMY and you are OSCAR lor... so not same wan.&lt;br /&gt;Oscar: (Giggled giggled) He he... so funny wan...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scene 2: Me and Oscar in the lift full of people&lt;br /&gt;Oscar: (Making a funny face) Mommy, Oscar 'puut' (Farted) so smelly.... (giggled giggled loudly)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scene 3: Me cleaning Oscar's toys&lt;br /&gt;Oscar: Mommy, why you play with  my toys?&lt;br /&gt;Me: I am cleaning it for you.&lt;br /&gt;Oscar: No, you are playing my toys... dont play, you didnt ask me...&lt;br /&gt;Me: I am not playing, just cleaning&lt;br /&gt;Oscar: Mommy, dont play ok.  Dont make Oscar angry ok...&lt;br /&gt;Me: @#$%^&amp;%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scene 4: In Toys R Us one day..&lt;br /&gt;Oscar: Mommy, I want to buy that toy car&lt;br /&gt;Me: Dont want la, the other day papa buy one for you already.&lt;br /&gt;Oscar: Not same wan, I want I want...&lt;br /&gt;Me: You got money or not?&lt;br /&gt;Oscar: Got (put his hand into his pants pocket and pulled out a parking receipt)... Neh, this is 'Sap Kau' (RM10)&lt;br /&gt;Me: *** Fainted in the shop ***&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21190194-7630125860818086160?l=mylittlechampion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylittlechampion.blogspot.com/feeds/7630125860818086160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21190194&amp;postID=7630125860818086160' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21190194/posts/default/7630125860818086160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21190194/posts/default/7630125860818086160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylittlechampion.blogspot.com/2006/11/oscar-says-darnest-things.html' title='Oscar says the Darnest Things'/><author><name>Oscar's Mommy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6697/1903/200/Picture%20001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21190194.post-7861712314238676764</id><published>2006-11-27T22:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-27T22:15:44.589+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mememe'/><title type='text'>Need a Vacation</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;As you can all see from my MSN tagline, I wanted to go on long leave... not really long long-leave la, maybe two days la... So, I am planning to take mom away from town and to jalan-jalan somewhere near.  Have to be near just in case hubby got to travel back the following day for work.  So, I am thinking somewhere in PD (which there is nothing to eat) or Melaka (which I am contemplating on which hotel to stay in)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;So, fellow bloggies... any suggestion for me? I wanted to take Oscar to a place whereby there is a beach for him to play.  This little rascal managed to dug out his beach set which I hid it nicely in the store room and keep on bugging me non stop telling me he wanted to play with it.  I let him play during bath time now to stop his 'mommy mommy i want to play with this'.... sigh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21190194-7861712314238676764?l=mylittlechampion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylittlechampion.blogspot.com/feeds/7861712314238676764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21190194&amp;postID=7861712314238676764' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21190194/posts/default/7861712314238676764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21190194/posts/default/7861712314238676764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylittlechampion.blogspot.com/2006/11/need-vacation.html' title='Need a Vacation'/><author><name>Oscar's Mommy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6697/1903/200/Picture%20001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21190194.post-8058006344167661318</id><published>2006-11-27T21:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-27T22:08:56.673+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Weekend'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Favourites'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Family'/><title type='text'>I Love Weekends</title><content type='html'>I just love weekends. Not only that I get to spend time with Oscar, I get to do things which I can't do during weekdays... like meeting up with friends.. Met up with &lt;a href="http://jazzmint.net/blog/"&gt;Jazz&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://annie-q.blogspot.com/"&gt;Annie&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://sashablablabla.blogspot.com/"&gt;Sasha&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://ramblingmoo.wordpress.com/"&gt;Alice&lt;/a&gt; and Esther. Everybody was very lovely and the kids was really cute... you can check out &lt;a href="http://www.sashablablabla.blogspot.com"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; for more photo...&lt;br /&gt;AND HERE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="VISIBILITY: visible"&gt;&lt;embed name="flashticker" align="middle" src="http://widget-ed.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" width="400" height="300" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" flashvars="site=widget-ed.slide.com&amp;channel=288230376152569069&amp;amp;cy=ms&amp;il=1" wmode="transparent" salign="l" scale="noscale" quality="high"&gt; &lt;div style="WIDTH: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cid=288230376152569069&amp;cy=ms&amp;amp;amp;tt=20&amp;at=1&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-ed.slide.com/p1/288230376152569069/ms_t020_v000_a001_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cid=288230376152569069&amp;cy=ms&amp;amp;amp;tt=20&amp;at=1&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-ed.slide.com/p2/288230376152569069/ms_t020_v000_a001_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Sunday, we head to Serdang for lunch and after lunch, we head to Jusco at Equine Park. Yes, its our second time there and its also classified as one of our eat-full-nothing-to-do trip... but lunch was reeeeeaaaaalllllyyyy gooooood... We had Yong Tau Foo at the famous Leong Ya Restaurant in Serdang (you may want to contact blogger Tracy for the location-hehe). The signature dish; paper wrapped chicken tasted extra yummy-li-cious as the gravy is very tasty and also nice to eat with rice. Oscar loved the gravy too. We also order the famouse fried sui kow but me busy eating so didnt take picture. When you order their famous sui kow, you will not be dissappointed cos the look of the sui kow is like... as if its pregnant! Huge and full of stuffings and yummm.. We ordered Sang Har Chow Mean and its tasted good too (too oily only) but really good. And of course, the assorted yong tau foo needs no explanation to those who have patroned this place before. Their yong tau foo stuffing are just too generous. We ordered 10-pcs and we couldn't finish... Hubby finnaly stuffed himself till he turned up-side down! So, here are some really good food we had over the weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="VISIBILITY: visible"&gt;&lt;embed name="flashticker" align="middle" src="http://widget-13.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" width="600" height="200" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" flashvars="site=widget-13.slide.com&amp;channel=72057594046652691&amp;amp;cy=ms&amp;il=1" wmode="transparent" salign="l" scale="noscale" quality="high"&gt; &lt;div style="WIDTH: 600px; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cid=72057594046652691&amp;cy=ms&amp;amp;amp;tt=0&amp;at=1&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-13.slide.com/p1/72057594046652691/ms_t000_v000_a001_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cid=72057594046652691&amp;cy=ms&amp;amp;amp;tt=0&amp;at=1&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-13.slide.com/p2/72057594046652691/ms_t000_v000_a001_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After lunch and our shopping trip, we head home to zzz to get ready for dinner at my in laws. Nothing special, its just pot luck so I made spaghetti, fruit salad and fried chicken. We had other food like satays, pizza and desserts. Food was good (I cook wan ma, so good lor) and I ate till I can't move.. hehe... Some pics too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/5682/2586/1600/996756/DSCN9929.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/5682/2586/200/25173/DSCN9929.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; * My youngest niece - Yong Ai Yi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/5682/2586/1600/464611/DSCN9935.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/5682/2586/200/793464/DSCN9935.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; * My eldest BIL with Oscar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/5682/2586/1600/351480/DSCN9937.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/5682/2586/200/35091/DSCN9937.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; * My pretty niece YouYou and Oscar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/5682/2586/1600/744623/DSCN9940.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/5682/2586/200/500924/DSCN9940.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; * My SIL with YouYou and Oscar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/5682/2586/1600/355257/DSCN9939.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/5682/2586/200/649280/DSCN9939.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; * Some dessert (noticed the red jelly, its dragon fruit jelly, yum)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Itu sahaja... sekian terima kasih for visiting my long post...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21190194-8058006344167661318?l=mylittlechampion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylittlechampion.blogspot.com/feeds/8058006344167661318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21190194&amp;postID=8058006344167661318' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21190194/posts/default/8058006344167661318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21190194/posts/default/8058006344167661318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylittlechampion.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-love-weekends.html' title='I Love Weekends'/><author><name>Oscar's Mommy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6697/1903/200/Picture%20001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21190194.post-82449713682209545</id><published>2006-11-24T22:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-24T22:22:11.724+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mememe'/><title type='text'>Blog Rolling</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;Me, very the 'maang chang'... why? Cos have been sitting here the whole donkey nite just to figure out how to include the BlogRoll thingy into my blog... The result? 'Kosong'!!! I couldn't get it up! Me so so 'chunn'... cannot get it up and running that is! Sitting in the study room from 8pm till 10.21pm and still couldnt figure it out~~~~~~~grrrrrrr.......... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#993399;"&gt;* Amah, who did yours? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21190194-82449713682209545?l=mylittlechampion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylittlechampion.blogspot.com/feeds/82449713682209545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21190194&amp;postID=82449713682209545' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21190194/posts/default/82449713682209545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21190194/posts/default/82449713682209545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylittlechampion.blogspot.com/2006/11/blog-rolling.html' title='Blog Rolling'/><author><name>Oscar's Mommy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6697/1903/200/Picture%20001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21190194.post-6579710242318257149</id><published>2006-11-23T08:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-23T08:38:15.653+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Oscar'/><title type='text'>Thank you Mommy....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#339999;"&gt;This is a letter that I am writing for Oscar as I dont want myself to forget how much I love him.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Scenario:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Yesterday Evening; pick up Oscar.  Oscar went into the car, saw a new cartoon CD pouch... very happy and non stop thanking me... Reached home, we had this conversation...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Oscar: Mommy, thank you so much mommy...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Mommy: Why? (busy preparing dinner)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Oscar: For this... (sneaky face, slowly pulling out the CD pouch (I didn't know he brought it down from the car.. he must have put it inside his toy bags quietly)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Mommy: Aww, you are welcome Oscar...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Oscar: (wanting to say more but got interrupted by 'Bob the Builder' Theme song!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;I know Oscar want to tell me this cos the whole nite he held my hand and keep on calling mommy mommy.... like a gazillion times....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;He want to say: THANK  YOU SO MUCH AND I LOVE YOU MOMMY... cos he said it before he went to bed...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Me reminding myself:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;My dear Oscar,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Sometimes, you make mommy so mad that mommy will always want to reach for the cane whenever mommy sees you play with mommy's phone, the TV remote, the laptop etc etc...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;But, whenever mommy look deep into your eyes, mommy realised that you are just being very playful... more playful than other kids around you. I guessed, that makes you extra special and I guessed, that is also the reason why mommy want to punish you so badly... so that you dont be a spoil brat someday! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Mommy love you so so so much (till eternity that is...) and remember, be good ok...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Love  you much,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Mommy...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;(ok, another eat full nothing to blog punya post... but yesterday Oscar was different from any other day and different from the days he received a gift from us... the CD pouch was not even a gift for him!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21190194-6579710242318257149?l=mylittlechampion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylittlechampion.blogspot.com/feeds/6579710242318257149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21190194&amp;postID=6579710242318257149' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21190194/posts/default/6579710242318257149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21190194/posts/default/6579710242318257149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylittlechampion.blogspot.com/2006/11/thank-you-mommy.html' title='Thank you Mommy....'/><author><name>Oscar's Mommy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6697/1903/200/Picture%20001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21190194.post-5328668766427885371</id><published>2006-11-20T20:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-20T21:50:04.437+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Work'/><title type='text'>Grrr....stressful Monday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Today again must be those everything-must-go-wrong day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;First thing first&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, somebody must come into the office to give news I dont want to listen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Second&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, my plans for my colleague got to re-shuffle cos this somebody again; wants to step in and help me jeopardise it... talk-alot... NATO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Third&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, one really LCLY customer must pissed me off to the max! Eh, pls la, you also makan gaji only, so dont try to act as if you are the boss ok! I am not boss, but I got my facts right so I lagi kuat suara than you ok! What, report me la... me not scared ok! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Then, last but not least, went home only to realised that I forgot to go get some stuff from a friend which I needed it for my work tomorrow. Really hate my day! Luckily, there's a consolation prize hidden for me ... to compensate for all the crazi-ness I have to go through today...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;-----&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/5682/2586/1600/488659/DSCN9678.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/5682/2586/200/209523/DSCN9678.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;* This is not my consolation prize la... He is my winning OSCAR prize... *Muaks*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;TODAY, I RESOLVE; I AM NOT GOING TO COMPLAIN ABOUT WORK... this will be my final post about me COMPLAINING about work! Thank you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21190194-5328668766427885371?l=mylittlechampion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylittlechampion.blogspot.com/feeds/5328668766427885371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21190194&amp;postID=5328668766427885371' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21190194/posts/default/5328668766427885371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21190194/posts/default/5328668766427885371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylittlechampion.blogspot.com/2006/11/grrrstressful-monday.html' title='Grrr....stressful Monday'/><author><name>Oscar's Mommy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6697/1903/200/Picture%20001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21190194.post-6050018342321177983</id><published>2006-11-19T22:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-20T08:06:28.026+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Weekend'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Family'/><title type='text'>My weekend up-dates</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget-31.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="site=widget-31.slide.com&amp;channel=360287970190286385&amp;cy=ms&amp;il=1" width="426" height="320" name="flashticker" align="middle"/&gt;&lt;div style="width:426px;text-align:left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cid=360287970190286385&amp;cy=ms&amp;tt=17&amp;at=1&amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-31.slide.com/p1/360287970190286385/ms_t017_v000_a001_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cid=360287970190286385&amp;cy=ms&amp;tt=17&amp;at=1&amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-31.slide.com/p2/360287970190286385/ms_t017_v000_a001_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Photos from my previous weekend and yesterday and today; all lumped into one slide... cos me lazy (and ter-left my camera at my mom's place for a week!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Went to MV for shopping with my mom and had lunch at The Little Penang...Wow, I am surprised on the traffic flow here cos the last time we went, it was like soooo quiet. I bought McD for Oscar, mom had their set lunch and I had their signature Nasi Lemak. For dessert, we ordered their Pulut Hitam. Food rating, 7/10; couldn't get 8/10 cos mom's set lunch was a little bit cold and my Nasi Lemak... hmmm, something is not right with their sambal... tasted a bit weird compared to our previous visit. Dessert was erm, very thick! the Pulut Hitam is very thick and the chef decide to give us like half pot of Santan for us to go with it! Too much santan and turned the pulut tasted sweet and salty at the same time... but overall, still a very satisfying meal. Bought some stuff and head home to get ready for dinner with my brother and dad...We had 'Tai-Chow' in one restaurant in OUG. Food was nice and price was very reasonable. Food rating, 8/10. We ordered more food but I only managed to capture their famous Asam Fish (very recommended), Hong Siew Pai Kuat (very recommended) and Choy-Tham (very er, old la). We ordered Koo Low Yoke, Claypot Toufo and Lemon Chicken... Service was fast and portion is very generous. We wanted to order crab but their very honest, told us that their crab is a little bit too small... so ask us to consider before ordering. So we decided to cancel the crab. Maybe next Sunday I'll bring mom to another famous place for crab (I'll do a food review later then). Dinner was great and I love it even better cos when I pay for the bill, it was oni RM100 (a little bit lesser).. and great company of course..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;As usual, we spent the whole day zzz and me pulak, spent time to be part time tailor. I altered two pants for hubby and boy; I think I must start charging hubby la. Cos, my eyes is painful and very tiring la. Then, later we met up with a friend and her family for dinner at The Curve. We wanted to try Marche (recommended by Annie) but it was very full. Then, we went to TGI, lagi teruk, must wait for 25mins! The kids are hungry so we settled for ViVo instead. To my surprise, their food was ok. Food rating; 7/10. And once again, great company... Oh, I bumped into another blogger there too... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://scribblesformyangels.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Mommy of 2 Angels&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Ah... very tired now... and had fun chatting with &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://annie-q.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Annie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21190194-6050018342321177983?l=mylittlechampion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylittlechampion.blogspot.com/feeds/6050018342321177983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21190194&amp;postID=6050018342321177983' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21190194/posts/default/6050018342321177983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21190194/posts/default/6050018342321177983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylittlechampion.blogspot.com/2006/11/my-weekend-up-dates.html' title='My weekend up-dates'/><author><name>Oscar's Mommy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6697/1903/200/Picture%20001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21190194.post-374998922041197195</id><published>2006-11-17T19:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T19:44:02.898+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mememe'/><title type='text'>I went to a very Dahsyat Sale!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Yesterday I took leave.  Yes, I went to the mad mad mad &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Jusco&lt;/span&gt; member's day sale in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;MidValley&lt;/span&gt;.  It was so mad, that the sale starts ad 7am and so does the jam and the long q to the parking lot.  I knew cos a friend of mine took leave and she went like 6.30!!!!!! I went later but the jam already started on the stretched towards &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;MV&lt;/span&gt;.... jam was all the way in Old &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Klang&lt;/span&gt; Road... Asked hubby to take me there so that hubby can help with the stuff I bought and also with anticipation when paying, they will be MAD Q as well... So hubby can Q and I can go grab more stuff! I was wrong! Half way shopping, hubby got to go attend to his customer! I was left alone in the mad house!!! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Aikes&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; care, continue shopping.  Carry the bags around like mad woman... fighting for stuff with other mad woman..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Not that everything I want is cheap la... I wanted to get some bras but the ones that fit and I like was not on sale (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt; la, 10% &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;oni&lt;/span&gt; la) and those that is like 50% or 70% are really ugly ones and not my size! Damn, conclusion; cannot get bra during sale cos no size and the Q to the fitting room was like as long as the Great Wall...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Bought some t-shirts, some clothes for Oscar, a pants for hubby, something for my parents and that's about it.  Went to look at toys section, didn't find what I like so I proceed to the kitchen area.... Saw a wok but only 3 left; 2 out of the 3 the handle was like really loose... and the other one, a lady was holding on to it, contemplating to buy or not to buy and I loose my patience, I went on to another section... Walk walk, see see and bought some other stuff which I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; need! See la, sale is like this one... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;wa&lt;/span&gt;, very cheap cheap &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;wor&lt;/span&gt;, but when you went h&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;ome&lt;/span&gt; to examine, you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; really need this; but you fought for it, you Q like a mad woman .... and when you got it, its like lying in the store room, still intact in the same plastic bag! Just like what I did! And to add on to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;CRAZI&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;NESS&lt;/span&gt; of the sale, ALL the credit card terminal were KAPUT! Down I mean.  The lines are too busy so everybody trying to pay but the credit card line just &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; want to dial in... So, everyone was like making a bee line Q and the Q is not moving at all... very crazy cos I lined-up for like 30&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;mins&lt;/span&gt; and the Q is not moving at all... Luckily, they announced that they will be doing manual credit card paying system (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;neh&lt;/span&gt;, with that thing that goes '&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;ka&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;chak&lt;/span&gt;'.....then you sign one yellow chit).  Really mad cos I see people scolding the cashiers, why scold the cashier; not their fault what! Chi Sin! Then during commotion, sure got people '&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;chan&lt;/span&gt; for tar kip' try to cut the line... I KNOW WHO YOU ARE... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; pretend innocent when you noticed I am looking at you!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;After the mad mad Q on the non-food section, I grabbed my heavy shopping bags and make a crawl to the supermarket.  I was another horrible experience! Why? NO SHOPPING TROLLEYS! Why no shopping trolleys? Cos some aunties and uncles got only 1 pair of hands but want 3 trolleys! I asked one uncle "Uncle, you got 3 trolleys, can give me one? Look, me and my bags, how to take the basket?" The uncle with no mercy answered "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Kenot&lt;/span&gt;, I take &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;ledi&lt;/span&gt; cos I got a lot of things to buy!" So, never-mind, I went around searching and looking and then I saw some aunties took &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Carrefour's&lt;/span&gt; trolley... then I also smart, went and try to take but there's a guard at the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Carrefour's&lt;/span&gt; trolley bay... You take &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Carrefour&lt;/span&gt; trolley, I MUST SEE YOU GO INTO &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;CARREFOUR&lt;/span&gt;...Too bad, I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; make an attempt.  Then I went around looking again and luckily I saw 3 trolleys lying &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;quietly&lt;/span&gt; in one corner.... Waiting for what? I ran like a mad woman again and took it.  Went into the supermarket to get groceries... nothing much is cheap in groceries section, the common oil, rice is cheap.  Their purchase with purchase items also only a few.... Then I also went to buy some of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;PWP&lt;/span&gt; items and make a bee line Q... Then saw this uncle with his Indonesian maid in front of me.... Showed his receipts and told the people there "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Ini&lt;/span&gt; Milo, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;saya&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;mau&lt;/span&gt; 80 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;paket&lt;/span&gt;!... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Cepat&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;masuk&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;penuh&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_38" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;ini&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_39" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;dua&lt;/span&gt; trolley" Then the people there said, "Uncle, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_40" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;tengok&lt;/span&gt;, {Only 2 per customer} sorry ah"... That stupid uncle ah... cannot read is it! Keep on arguing and make the Q even longer (cos want to make the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_41" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;PWP&lt;/span&gt;, must line up also)... The I cut into their &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_42"&gt;argument&lt;/span&gt;, "Eh, stop arguing, I only want one, just give it to me and let me move on with my life!" And that's my exact word! Then the guy also pity me... gave me one packet and let me carry on with my live! Paid my goods... walk some more, and guessed what! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_43" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Cilakak&lt;/span&gt;... when I finished, I still see the uncle whom I begged &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_44"&gt;trolley&lt;/span&gt; from; lingering in the supermarket; WITH 3 TROLLEYS ON TOW! Damn angry... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;After the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_45" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;horri&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_46" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;gi&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_47" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;ble&lt;/span&gt; walking and buying, I called hubby to come and fetch me... and hubby said "Dear, the jam is very bad la.... If I come now, I might take about 1 hour plus... and when I arrived &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_48" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;hor&lt;/span&gt;, I also scared if I cannot enter the area la... very very jam" Then I said "Dim &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_49" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;hou&lt;/span&gt;... I how la? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_50" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt;, never mind, I think I can still carry these bags.... I take monorail.  You fetch me from the station" So, there I am, pushing the trolley looking for the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_51"&gt;monorail&lt;/span&gt; station and I even pushed the trolley further; beyond the trolley area cos I really &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_52" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;beh&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_53" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;tahan&lt;/span&gt;... then only I abandoned the trolley to go get the mono ticket and board the train.... Only 2 stops... so I rang hubby again to go to the station to fetch me... all the pushing and waiting and riding in the train; its only 30&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_54" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;mins&lt;/span&gt;... compare to hubby coming over, I think its worth the Carry-The-Bags-Until-I-Die time.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Arrived home already dead tired.... Really madness! I think next time I don't want to go la.... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_55" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Sked&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_56" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;sked&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_57" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Hehe&lt;/span&gt;....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21190194-374998922041197195?l=mylittlechampion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylittlechampion.blogspot.com/feeds/374998922041197195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21190194&amp;postID=374998922041197195' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21190194/posts/default/374998922041197195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21190194/posts/default/374998922041197195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylittlechampion.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-went-to-very-dahsyat-sale.html' title='I went to a very Dahsyat Sale!'/><author><name>Oscar's Mommy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6697/1903/200/Picture%20001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21190194.post-8216776160147672912</id><published>2006-11-15T23:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T23:02:50.002+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mememe'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Oscar'/><title type='text'>As tight as a knot!</title><content type='html'>As tight as a knot! That is exactly how my brain feels like now. Today is one of those 'woke-up from the wrong side of the bed-DAY' , 'bad hair-DAY' , 'what are you thinking-DAY'... all lumped into one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up in the morning feeling rather sleepy cos I didn't sleep well last night. Could be some 'terra' tea I had at my mom's place but this doesn't usually happened to me. I can have expresso a few shots and still sleep like a baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First thing first, somebody have to piss me off in the morning by yelling like a mad person. Then I have to organise tomorrow's work as well as I want to go on leave tomorrow and also on Friday. It seems like I cannot leave my desk... not that I have tonnes to do, but I prefer to handle everything myself if possible. I dont like to pass my responsibility or my work to other people. Also, not that I dont trust other people, err... you know or not, that kind of weird feeling....So, very worried, asked my colleague like a gazillion times if she needs anything, she can call me or if she understands the tech's work or if there is anything wrong, always go for Plan B etc etc.... And also because Amah just came back from Milan, so I dont want her to kick in and take over my work... I think she has things to sort out too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me going on leave is because I want to SHOP! Crazy la me.... Member Sale la.... Jusco MV. Then the following day is to take Oscar to a kindy orientation. Why have orientation now? Me tarak tau... Am still contemplating on which kindy to send Oscar to next year. So, I am going to go to another 2 more schools to look around. Including these last two, I have went to all 4 schools! Die la me... still haven't decide yet. And hubby as usual, 'YOU DECIDE LA'... so, my shoulder very heavy la. And I want to take mom out for lunch on Friday too.... long time didnt spend time with her... Wow, I have a list of activities on coming Sat and Sun too, so I must make good use of my leave and spend time with mom.... and my Oscar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/5682/2586/1600/03-10-06_1854.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/5682/2586/200/03-10-06_1854.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; * I Love You Oscar *&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21190194-8216776160147672912?l=mylittlechampion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylittlechampion.blogspot.com/feeds/8216776160147672912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21190194&amp;postID=8216776160147672912' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21190194/posts/default/8216776160147672912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21190194/posts/default/8216776160147672912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylittlechampion.blogspot.com/2006/11/as-tight-as-knot_15.html' title='As tight as a knot!'/><author><name>Oscar's Mommy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6697/1903/200/Picture%20001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21190194.post-7888276518835898717</id><published>2006-11-13T21:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T21:26:12.057+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mememe'/><title type='text'>Croc-co-DIE..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/5682/2586/1600/cayman_sea_blue_lg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/5682/2586/200/cayman_sea_blue_lg.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to get a pair of this for Oscar on Saturday during our 'eat-full-nothing-to-do' trip to Lot 10.  When hubby looked at the price tag, he fainted! It took him quite a while to regain conciousness.  Its RM119.90 per pair, and that is also for Oscar's size... for my size, its RM159.90!  Again, hubby almost fainted when I grabbed one of those 'one-sided' shoe and let Oscar try.  Hubby shivers... but can't do anything cos he knows very well 'i want means he must pay' policy.  So, Oscar tried one pair and before I knew it, I flipped the shoe to look at the required size for Oscar, I realised that this pair of RM100++ rubber moulded shoes is MADE IN CHINA! DAMN IT! How come made in China so expansive wan! I can't believe this.  At least Made in Thailand I felt better.... cos TOYOTA is made in Thailand now... MADE IN CHINA, I cannot accept liow! I put back the shoe and head to the bakery to buy myself some sinfully freshly baked bread to eat and to kill my addiction on this pair of shoes... My Gawd.......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21190194-7888276518835898717?l=mylittlechampion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylittlechampion.blogspot.com/feeds/7888276518835898717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21190194&amp;postID=7888276518835898717' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21190194/posts/default/7888276518835898717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21190194/posts/default/7888276518835898717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylittlechampion.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-wanted-to-get-pair-of-this-for-oscar.html' title='Croc-co-DIE..'/><author><name>Oscar's Mommy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6697/1903/200/Picture%20001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21190194.post-8516386924095054742</id><published>2006-11-13T20:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T21:02:58.712+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Oscar'/><title type='text'>Yes Boss!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/5682/2586/1600/28-09-06_2043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/5682/2586/200/28-09-06_2043.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/5682/2586/1600/28-09-06_2045.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/5682/2586/200/28-09-06_2045.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is a typical scene at home (sorry for the blur photos, left my camera at mom's).  First pic; Oscar enjoying his snack while watching tv.  Second pic; ordering me "mommy... where is my fruit!".....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, do you want to have another kid to boss you around? I dont think so! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21190194-8516386924095054742?l=mylittlechampion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylittlechampion.blogspot.com/feeds/8516386924095054742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21190194&amp;postID=8516386924095054742' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21190194/posts/default/8516386924095054742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21190194/posts/default/8516386924095054742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylittlechampion.blogspot.com/2006/11/yes-boss.html' title='Yes Boss!'/><author><name>Oscar's Mommy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6697/1903/200/Picture%20001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21190194.post-1606652178779178128</id><published>2006-11-12T21:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T21:31:13.452+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mememe'/><title type='text'>Me not well</title><content type='html'>*atchoo* *cough* *atchoo*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not well la me... sneezing non stop and my kepala berpusing.. haiyo...pls make it go away cos can't go on leave la... but the sneeze *atchoo* is killing me... eyes all watery and nose running away...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, that's it la for my weekend post... i got to go catch my nose cos its running like mad!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21190194-1606652178779178128?l=mylittlechampion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylittlechampion.blogspot.com/feeds/1606652178779178128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21190194&amp;postID=1606652178779178128' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21190194/posts/default/1606652178779178128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21190194/posts/default/1606652178779178128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylittlechampion.blogspot.com/2006/11/me-not-well.html' title='Me not well'/><author><name>Oscar's Mommy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6697/1903/200/Picture%20001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21190194.post-2414179814995765659</id><published>2006-11-09T23:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T00:38:11.309+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Weekend'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Family....'/><title type='text'>My previous weekend aktvt</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget-78.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="site=widget-78.slide.com&amp;channel=72057594046350968&amp;cy=ms&amp;il=1" width="475" height="375" name="flashticker" align="middle"/&gt;&lt;div style="width:475px;text-align:left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cid=72057594046350968&amp;cy=ms&amp;tt=14&amp;at=1&amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-78.slide.com/p1/72057594046350968/ms_t014_v000_a001_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cid=72057594046350968&amp;cy=ms&amp;tt=14&amp;at=1&amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-78.slide.com/p2/72057594046350968/ms_t014_v000_a001_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A very outdated post. We went to Sunway Pyramid last weekend cos I needed a new pair of glasses.. after some cute face making and some pleading, hubby paid for my new pair of glasses... hehe, must make cute face more often, then can lure him into my trap to get new stuff... haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We parked at the new hotel Sunway Lagoon Theme Park Hotel. We purposely parked at this new hotel cos we want to take a look and also to check out how is the whole Sunway City are linked together.  Beautiful... Took some photos and head to the spectacle shop. The shop assistant pissed me off cos he kept on pushing me for something I dont like and their price is very misleading.  What can you derived from this sentence "Price of RMXXX is inclusive of frame and lense"? Understood-ted that it comes with the frame AND ALSO THE LENSE right? I mean, I can understand if I need to top up abt RM 100 for extra multi-coated lenses etc or RM300 for some HOYA lenses.  But, this place is like taking my arm off my body when they presented me the price for my new pair of glasses! Its far more than what I have expected.  I straight away told the assistant that my budget is within RMXXX and pls let me have something within this price range.  His facial expression changed entirely... keep on telling me that its not nice to take cheap lenses la, its make me look like LAM AH CHAN la, its going to scratch la etc etc etc! I feel like walking off from the shop but I really want to get my glasses done and get it over with.  Its something that is overdue for quite some time; yeap cos I am lazy.  So, I sternly told the assistant to custome my glasses 'punya' price with the frame and the lense I wanted.  I have been wearing glasses for 10 years, so I know what is what and which is which! Dont try your luck on selling me something that is far more expansive than its worth! Grrr.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we head for lunch or rather tea cos its pretty late liow.  Then this place have to make my blood boil!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/5682/2586/1600/DSCN9844.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/5682/2586/320/DSCN9844.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cashier who is attending to me, took my order and yakked away with the fella next to him! Hellow, its a weekend and the restaurant is like a mad house (full house I mean), so pls dont waste time and get on with our orders! Then he took my drink, but didnt take it to the tray immediately, he yak and brought my drink up and down! Blardy hell, I dont want to drink his saliva la, so I sound him.  He quickly exchanged it! Then, I ordered Oscar's HAPPY MEAL, but as usual, I will replace the fries with the corn.  Again, that i-di-ot, took my order and pretend that I am speaking some foreign language... making the Q so darn long! And that guy behind me non-stop hissing like a snake.... What, my fault ah if this restaurant hired some i-di-ots to work! So, I shouted that fella who took my order and gave him a piece of my mind and told him dont waste my time, just give me the damn fries and shut his mouth up! And I even gave that guy behind me a horrible looking face cos he could not stop hissing sssssssss! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See, weekends can be very happy still with the correct company... Can just ignore the not-so-important people you bumped into or come in contact with!  My lovely Oscar can 'mencairkan' all anger!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/5682/2586/1600/DSCN9843.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/5682/2586/320/DSCN9843.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21190194-2414179814995765659?l=mylittlechampion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylittlechampion.blogspot.com/feeds/2414179814995765659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21190194&amp;postID=2414179814995765659' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21190194/posts/default/2414179814995765659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21190194/posts/default/2414179814995765659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylittlechampion.blogspot.com/2006/11/my-previous-weekend-aktvt.html' title='My previous weekend aktvt'/><author><name>Oscar's Mommy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6697/1903/200/Picture%20001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21190194.post-2636465066694996089</id><published>2006-11-07T12:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T22:58:05.820+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mememe'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Oscar'/><title type='text'>As tight as a knot!</title><content type='html'>As tight as a knot! That is exactly how my brain feels like now. Today is one of those 'woke-up from the wrong side of the bed-DAY' , 'bad hair-DAY' , 'what are you thinking-DAY'... all lumped into one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up in the morning feeling rather sleepy cos I didn't sleep well last night. Could be some 'terra' tea I had at my mom's place but this doesn't usually happened to me. I can have expresso a few shots and still sleep like a baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First thing first, somebody have to piss me off in the morning by yelling like a mad person. Then I have to organise tomorrow's work as well as I want to go on leave tomorrow and also on Friday. It seems like I cannot leave my desk... not that I have tonnes to do, but I prefer to handle everything myself if possible. I dont like to pass my responsibility or my work to other people. Also, not that I dont trust other people, err... you know or not, that kind of weird feeling....So, very worried, asked my colleague like a gazillion times if she needs anything, she can call me or if she understands the tech's work or if there is anything wrong, always go for Plan B etc etc.... And also because Amah just came back from Milan, so I dont want her to kick in and take over my work... I think she has things to sort out too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me going on leave is because I want to SHOP! Crazy la me.... Member Sale la.... Jusco MV. Then the following day is to take Oscar to a kindy orientation. Why have orientation now? Me tarak tau... Am still contemplating on which kindy to send Oscar to next year. So, I am going to go to another 2 more schools to look around. Including these last two, I have went to all 4 schools! Die la me... still haven't decide yet. And hubby as usual, 'YOU DECIDE LA'... so, my shoulder very heavy la. And I want to take mom out for lunch on Friday too.... long time didnt spend time with her... Wow, I have a list of activities on coming Sat and Sun too, so I must make good use of my leave and spend time with mom.... and my Oscar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/5682/2586/1600/03-10-06_1854.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/5682/2586/200/03-10-06_1854.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; * I Love You Oscar *&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21190194-2636465066694996089?l=mylittlechampion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylittlechampion.blogspot.com/feeds/2636465066694996089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21190194&amp;postID=2636465066694996089' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21190194/posts/default/2636465066694996089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21190194/posts/default/2636465066694996089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylittlechampion.blogspot.com/2006/11/as-tight-as-knot.html' title='As tight as a knot!'/><author><name>Oscar's Mommy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6697/1903/200/Picture%20001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21190194.post-3417692031745994928</id><published>2006-11-06T06:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-06T06:44:50.351+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Oscar'/><title type='text'>An Accident!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;As boring as Oscar can be, he can be very creative... look what he did out of his boring-ness!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/5682/2586/1600/DSCN9828.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/5682/2586/320/DSCN9828.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He created an accident scene! Ok, let this mommy explain... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;* Porche 'ter-knock' one construction worker (this is how Oscar explained to me, I'm serious!), then the policeman came.  Two policeman came with the police car and 'check-out' the accident scene.  Policeman in red came later too.  Then the guy in green is a doctor... checking out if the construction worker is still alive or not.  The ending, nope 'sei jor' the construction worker. The guy driving the Porche is 'gong' (GONE) too... Hit and run case!. THE END *&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*Sigh*... what else Oscar will do next time when he is bored again...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21190194-3417692031745994928?l=mylittlechampion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylittlechampion.blogspot.com/feeds/3417692031745994928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21190194&amp;postID=3417692031745994928' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21190194/posts/default/3417692031745994928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21190194/posts/default/3417692031745994928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylittlechampion.blogspot.com/2006/11/accident.html' title='An Accident!'/><author><name>Oscar's Mommy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6697/1903/200/Picture%20001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21190194.post-5988740703972583237</id><published>2006-11-05T10:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-05T10:34:06.997+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Oscar'/><title type='text'>Hot Cross Buns...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Hot Cross Buns, hot cross buns&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;One a penny, two a penny hot cross buns"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Yeap, I bought these buns for Oscar so that he can eat it a mom's place for snack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/5682/2586/1600/DSCN9802.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/5682/2586/320/DSCN9802.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; *Choco Mexican Bun &amp;amp; Chic Floss Bun&lt;br /&gt;I like to go to this bakery near my mom's place (Bee's) to get buns. So, when we stepped into the bakery, Oscar was already asking me to get him his raisin buns... but, when he saw the Mexican Bun, he started singing! Yes, he started singing in LOUD the Hot Cross Buns song! Sang once and repeat again loudly. I had to get one for him to calm him down! Oscar labelled the Mexican Bun as the hot cross buns because in his fav carton, The Wheels on the Bus, one of the cartoon actually sang the song and helf one bun that looks very similar to the M.Bun, just with the cross!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The people in the shop all laughed and I have to say, I am very proud of Oscar... he is very cute.. until the cashier have to give him some cake to eat...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21190194-5988740703972583237?l=mylittlechampion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylittlechampion.blogspot.com/feeds/5988740703972583237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21190194&amp;postID=5988740703972583237' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21190194/posts/default/5988740703972583237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21190194/posts/default/5988740703972583237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylittlechampion.blogspot.com/2006/11/hot-cross-buns.html' title='Hot Cross Buns...'/><author><name>Oscar's Mommy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6697/1903/200/Picture%20001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21190194.post-5210662778404955656</id><published>2006-11-04T23:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-06T12:08:27.271+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Favourites'/><title type='text'>Jalan Jalan Cari Makan (Round 2)</title><content type='html'>Yes! Amazing as it is, it has been 1-week since we met with our blogger friends. Wow, time really flies.... And, thankfully, &lt;a href="http://www.laundryamah.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LaundryAmah&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, suggested we meet our blogger friends o-gain (cos Saturday I will usually rot at home, hubby got Badminton game). But, unfortunately, due to short notice, we only managed to gather &lt;a href="http://annie-q.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Annie&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. Despite of the shortest notice of this gathering, we managed to gather Annie and her hubby and also got to know a yummy place to have dinner... Look at what we had till we flip!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/5682/2586/1600/DSCN9809.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 215px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 216px" height="197" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/5682/2586/320/DSCN9809.jpg" width="215" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/5682/2586/1600/DSCN9813.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 215px" height="215" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/5682/2586/320/DSCN9813.jpg" width="185" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/5682/2586/1600/DSCN9814.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" height="240" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/5682/2586/320/DSCN9814.jpg" width="217" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/5682/2586/1600/DSCN9810.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" height="242" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/5682/2586/320/DSCN9810.jpg" width="196" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/5682/2586/1600/DSCN9814.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/5682/2586/1600/DSCN9811.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" height="240" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/5682/2586/320/DSCN9811.jpg" width="217" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/5682/2586/1600/DSCN9815.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" height="240" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/5682/2586/320/DSCN9815.jpg" width="201" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/5682/2586/1600/DSCN9817.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" height="243" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/5682/2586/320/DSCN9817.jpg" width="220" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/5682/2586/1600/DSCN9818.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" height="246" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/5682/2586/320/DSCN9818.jpg" width="205" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had steamboat, but not some 'calang-calang' steamboat; its PORRIDGE STEAMBOAT! This is the first time I hear and ate this kind of unique and yummi-li-cious steamboat. How you eat it? You just 'chuck' all the stuff into the hot pot of porridge... wait till it goes 'brup-brup' (boil-la) then .... DIG IN! We dig in even before it boils... so hungry la... then, I noticed they served Chinese Tea in this "chi sar char woo*.. very unique. We only use this kind of tea pot at home but in restaurant, this is the first time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LaundryAmah brought both her wonderful kids along and also LaundryApah. OMG.. Kylie was a little bit hyper (too much zzz wor Amah said). Luckily, Amah brought her maid along so Kylie was manageble. Annie was clever this time, she left Lil Fearless &amp;amp; Cruz at home with the maid... hehe can 'jiak' in peace! I brought my Oscar and also, after me giving 'terra' warning at home, he behaved himself throughout (except for the last 15 mins, running ard like a wild stallion in the restaurant). And, I was very surprised that Annie's hubby is so chatty and friendly. Well, usually we woman will be the one talking and yakking non-stop but, Annie's hubbs was really max yakking and very humourous! Made me and Amah laughing and gave my stomach stiches!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waliow, this meal was superb cos we all left with a full stomach... and satisfied. Most of all, we had really good company.... Really looking forward to our next gathering.. Hopefully we will be able to gather more bloggers.... (Pssstt, dont ask me for the address of this restaurant ok, cos I only know how to go... but address 'tarak'... Its somewhere in Taman Minang, Cheras)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21190194-5210662778404955656?l=mylittlechampion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylittlechampion.blogspot.com/feeds/5210662778404955656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21190194&amp;postID=5210662778404955656' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21190194/posts/default/5210662778404955656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21190194/posts/default/5210662778404955656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylittlechampion.blogspot.com/2006/11/jalan-jalan-cari-makan-round-2.html' title='Jalan Jalan Cari Makan (Round 2)'/><author><name>Oscar's Mommy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6697/1903/200/Picture%20001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21190194.post-1384212853195738878</id><published>2006-11-03T22:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-03T22:52:40.652+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Favourites'/><title type='text'>I cooked Pork!!</title><content type='html'>If I can escape, I usually don't want to cook pork cos me myself dont eat pork. Me halal-wan... hehe. I still remember two days before the previous Chinese New Year, I went to the market alone to buy some poutry and also to get some pork bones and lean meat for CNY cooking... The moment I walked into the pork section, I felt like vomitting cos of the horrible smell. But, I have to accomplish my mission! But, half way, I beh-tahan liow, I dashed out and throw up at the nearby 'longkang'. Passerby thought this pregnant woman vomitting in the market! Therefore, from that incident onwards, I make sure I ask mom to get pork bones for my soup... I usually go with mom and I will wait far far away and mom will go get it for me... Thanks Mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, after reading &lt;a href="http://sashablablabla.blogspot.com"&gt;Sasha&lt;/a&gt;'s 'Tidak DiTanggung Halal' post, I decided to make my mom's version of Steam Pork... The result, ok... hubby said its too salty, BUT I LIKE IT! HAHA...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/5682/2586/1600/03-11-06_1922.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/5682/2586/1600/03-11-06_2006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/5682/2586/320/03-11-06_2006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;* Boleh ah Sasha-sifu?*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall rating: 6.5/10..... the Big King said too salty ma so didnt gip me 8/10 lor....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21190194-1384212853195738878?l=mylittlechampion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylittlechampion.blogspot.com/feeds/1384212853195738878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21190194&amp;postID=1384212853195738878' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21190194/posts/default/1384212853195738878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21190194/posts/default/1384212853195738878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylittlechampion.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-cooked-pork.html' title='I cooked Pork!!'/><author><name>Oscar's Mommy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6697/1903/200/Picture%20001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21190194.post-8318113903682429271</id><published>2006-11-01T06:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-01T06:56:08.984+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Oscar'/><title type='text'>Nothing to Do</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;While I was busy with my teeveebee series last night and hubby had to do some deliveries, Oscar is left alone once again. He told me he is sleepy so I asked him to 'oi oi' inside the room while waiting for me to finish the show first.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is what he did while waiting for me:-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Two of Oscar's 'FRIENDs'&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/5682/2586/1600/DSCN9798.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/5682/2586/320/DSCN9798.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; *&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Piggy &amp;amp; bear..lying lifeless behind!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cutting 'nails' for his friend. This skill he learned from daddy...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/5682/2586/1600/DSCN9797.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/5682/2586/320/DSCN9797.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What's this? He took double sided tape from the drawer and tried to give his friend a bandage!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/5682/2586/1600/DSCN9800.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/5682/2586/320/DSCN9800.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*Sigh*... my son really so sien la... I love you Oscar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21190194-8318113903682429271?l=mylittlechampion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylittlechampion.blogspot.com/feeds/8318113903682429271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21190194&amp;postID=8318113903682429271' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21190194/posts/default/8318113903682429271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21190194/posts/default/8318113903682429271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylittlechampion.blogspot.com/2006/11/nothing-to-do.html' title='Nothing to Do'/><author><name>Oscar's Mommy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6697/1903/200/Picture%20001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21190194.post-8060317782996482537</id><published>2006-10-30T06:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T06:35:50.764+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Oscar'/><title type='text'>Lazy Sunday</title><content type='html'>Sunday is always a lazy day for me. This Sunday is no exception. Woke up, had breakfast, did some ironing, no washing (@#$%^&amp;), made lunch and yippeee.... 1st blogger's meeting cos Rachel, Ipoh mali ledi! Very last minute, thought tak jadi pulak but it did.  You can read it all &lt;a href="http://annie-q.blogspot.com/2006/10/blogger-mummies-1st-gathering.html#comments"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I went off to meet these nice bloggers, I have to take a pic of my little prince making a mess in the house...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/5682/2586/1600/DSCN9789.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/5682/2586/320/DSCN9789.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Him again, with his MESS and enjoying his cup of yogurt after lunch...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/5682/2586/1600/DSCN9788.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/5682/2586/320/DSCN9788.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at those miniature cars, they are everywhere in the house! Have to ask hubby to stop buying, if not, we can open a shop ledi!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21190194-8060317782996482537?l=mylittlechampion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylittlechampion.blogspot.com/feeds/8060317782996482537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21190194&amp;postID=8060317782996482537' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21190194/posts/default/8060317782996482537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21190194/posts/default/8060317782996482537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylittlechampion.blogspot.com/2006/10/lazy-sunday.html' title='Lazy Sunday'/><author><name>Oscar's Mommy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6697/1903/200/Picture%20001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21190194.post-8944806078102767770</id><published>2006-10-29T11:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T06:37:20.442+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Family....'/><title type='text'>My weekend up-dates</title><content type='html'>Thanks to all mommies for their comments on my STRESS level post. Feeling much better now but everytime I walked pass the washer, I will like "Grrrr, shiaks!" but very much better now. I called the guy who is suppose to repair my washer but he said he is off on Sats and Suns so I will have to wait till Mond. Sigh, if I know how to open the 'trapped' door now, I would know how to replace the door lock already. But then, if I know eveything, then these &lt;a href="http://www.fagor.com"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;people&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; would loose their job right! He he....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was spent at my own house with my mom cos she came over after we went marketing together. She came to help me with some house chores like to clean up my kitchen cupboard, helped me to clear up Oscar's clothes cabinet and helped me with my 'tenggiri' fish. I just have no idea how to make it. Mom made it into paste and helped me store into the fridge. Then later, we went back to mom's place to pick up those washed laundry and had dinner and mom's place. As usual, groceries shopping is a must.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today as of now, still no plans yet cos hubby need to do some delivery. Waiting for Rachel from Ipoh to call me.... Guess today will be 'rot-at-home' day till this evening's dinner. I just love weekends, even though its spent like sitting around at home. At least, I can do some work and also to spend some time with Oscar. Now searchig the web to see if I can find some sites teaching people how to make 'play-dough'.... Saw &lt;a href="http://www.laundryamah.blogspot.com"&gt;LaundryAmah&lt;/a&gt;'s kids playing, so I tot I want to make some for Oscar too.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21190194-8944806078102767770?l=mylittlechampion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylittlechampion.blogspot.com/feeds/8944806078102767770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21190194&amp;postID=8944806078102767770' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21190194/posts/default/8944806078102767770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21190194/posts/default/8944806078102767770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylittlechampion.blogspot.com/2006/10/my-weekend-up-dates.html' title='My weekend up-dates'/><author><name>Oscar's Mommy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6697/1903/200/Picture%20001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21190194.post-5810632908387336840</id><published>2006-10-28T13:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-28T13:10:30.741+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mememe'/><title type='text'>STRESS</title><content type='html'>Because my washer koyak on me, I am bored and tired... sounds irrelevant right? Bored cos weekend stuck at home again cos hubby got to do some delivery, tired cos mom came over and we cook a feast and tired also cos I travel twice to mom's place to get my dirty laundry done! So @#$%^%$# sienzzz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I take up this quiz.... and I am like&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#999999" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Stress Level is: 35%&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#CCCCCC"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/howstressedareyouquiz/stress-2.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are slightly prone to stress, but generally you keep it under control.&lt;br /&gt;You know how to relax and take things as they come, even when your worlds seems to be falling apart.&lt;br /&gt;Occasionally, you do let yourself get stressed out, but you snap out of it pretty quickly.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howstressedareyouquiz/"&gt;How Stressed Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STRESSSSSSSSSSSSSS..........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21190194-5810632908387336840?l=mylittlechampion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylittlechampion.blogspot.com/feeds/5810632908387336840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21190194&amp;postID=5810632908387336840' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21190194/posts/default/5810632908387336840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21190194/posts/default/5810632908387336840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylittlechampion.blogspot.com/2006/10/stress.html' title='STRESS'/><author><name>Oscar's Mommy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6697/1903/200/Picture%20001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21190194.post-8342377157631263901</id><published>2006-10-27T22:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T06:15:26.841+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Family....'/><title type='text'>Aaarrgghhhh!!! I hate this!!!!</title><content type='html'>ALAMAK!!! I am so stressful! Guess what? My washing machine decide to DIE on me during weekend like today!!!!! Irritating or not?! @#$%^&amp;^*&amp;amp;%##&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend also I have lots to wash cos during the holidays, I was busy washing the bed linens, curtains and floor rugs... so, all our clothes are like lying in the room. I thought I can start my laundry marathon tonight but I WAS SO SO WRONG!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The door lock to the washer pecah ledi!!! I did one load and when the load is done, I waited for like 10 mins as usual cos I wash with hot water so I want to let it cool down before I open the door... to my horror, when my hand went to reach for the door, I open as usual, and the door gave a sound "snap"... Darn.... I knew it.... I knew the door lock snapped cos being in this industry, I think I know a little bit here and there about washing machines. True enough, the door could not be opened anymore and I can see my clothes 'suffocating' inside with all the heat and moisture!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shiaks! I knew the washer is kinda 'sick' cos I noticed the spin was inconsistent and also the door is like 'hard' to open sometimes but, TONIGHT THE DOOR LOCK 'PASSED AWAY' .....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This washer non-stop give me headache ledi!!!! Two weeks ago, the drain valve got something wrong and I, MissGyver (not Macgyver) did what a normal technician did... and I repaired the washer while hubby stood at a side looking blankly at me!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh* really potong my steam la this incident.... got to bring dirty laundry to mom's place and hope mom let me use her washer.... her washer new one... so she very sayang... the washer is 5kg but she only allow to wash 3kg... waste of resources I said!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21190194-8342377157631263901?l=mylittlechampion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylittlechampion.blogspot.com/feeds/8342377157631263901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21190194&amp;postID=8342377157631263901' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21190194/posts/default/8342377157631263901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21190194/posts/default/8342377157631263901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylittlechampion.blogspot.com/2006/10/aaarrgghhhh-i-hate-this.html' title='Aaarrgghhhh!!! I hate this!!!!'/><author><name>Oscar's Mommy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6697/1903/200/Picture%20001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21190194.post-2029056899087086247</id><published>2006-10-27T21:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-27T21:45:23.557+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mememe'/><title type='text'>Second child</title><content type='html'>I went over to mom's place for dinner tonight after work. Had dinner and as usual, chatted with mom. Its nice to yak and yak with her cos we both also gila gila wan... hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then mom have to bring up the topic again. Which is, when am I getting a second kid. I sheepishly answered, "NoW"! Pregnant ledi! But she knows I am joking, then as usual, gave me a piece of her good mind... telling me I'll be lonely when I grow old la with a single kid, my single kid will be lonely la, this and that la... bla bla bla bli bli bli....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, I really wonder, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;do I really want a second child&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;? Is Oscar lonely?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I loved Oscar dearly and I cannot imagine if I ever have another child, will I love him as much as before. Will I be a good mommy to two kids whereby I am not a good mommy to my one and only child now? I really doubt myself. I don't want to have second child also is because, I really miss days where I can laze in front of the TV doing nothing or sitting on the couch reading my fav book or mags. I really miss the days I hang out with my friends having high-tea and yaking till our saliva runs dry! Ha ha.... am I selfish or what? I really don't know. But, I do long for another kid around to play with Oscar cos Oscar talks to himself sometimes and I know Oscar is lonely...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, second child or no.... *sigh*....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21190194-2029056899087086247?l=mylittlechampion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylittlechampion.blogspot.com/feeds/2029056899087086247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21190194&amp;postID=2029056899087086247' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21190194/posts/default/2029056899087086247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21190194/posts/default/2029056899087086247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylittlechampion.blogspot.com/2006/10/second-child.html' title='Second child'/><author><name>Oscar's Mommy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6697/1903/200/Picture%20001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21190194.post-5878768830753523299</id><published>2006-10-25T23:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T00:09:39.267+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mememe'/><title type='text'>Blog Tag</title><content type='html'>Tagged by Jazzmint…(while MSN-ing with her)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;Are you happy/satisfied with your blog, with its content and look? Does your family know about your blog?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy yes, satisfied, not yet cos there are still lots of room for improvement.  I can't do photoshop so I think that's my biggest regret.  Am taking lessons from hubby but you know la, hubby is like.... "aiya, i do for you la, no need to learn la" and I hate it! Yes, hubby reads it everyday.  My mom against it cos she's afraid that ppl might 'cam' my son wor! What say you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;2. Do you feel embarrassed to let your friends know about your blog or you just consider it as a private thing?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nope, why should I be embarrased whereby this is a place where I can show off my pride and joy, that is my family. Not a private thing cos alot of stuff I don't reveal or discuss in my blog.  Its purely a journal for Oscar next time when he is old enuff to read.  For Oscar to catch up on the earlier days of his life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Did blogs cause positive changes in your thoughts?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erm, I guess so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;4. Do you only open the blogs of those who comment on your blog or you love to go and discover more by yourself?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not really, only bloggers can comment.  I do read other blogs and as usual, one blog leads to another blog!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;5.What does visitors counter mean to you? Do you care about putting it in your blog?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't have a visitor counter yet so I can't comment on this.  But, love to have one in future.  Just to know if there are ardent readers reading my blog or not hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Did you try to imagine your fellow bloggers and give them real pictures?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No need to give picture or imagine cos by reading their blogs, can already imagine their faces already... I have this talent you know .... hehe. I have my pic in my profile column.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;7. Admit. Do you think there is a real benefit for blogging?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, at least this is a place where I can rant and grumble non stop and there is no one to ask me to stop or shut up....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;. Do you think that bloggers society is isolated from real world or interacts with events?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not really cos bloggers also meet up sometimes.... its like a blogger 'blind-date' some sort...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;. Does criticism annoy you or do you feel it’s a normal thing?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does not annoy me.... I usually take it positively.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;10. Do you fear some political blogs and avoid them?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just read, I dont comment cos I dont know what is true and what is not.... so better stay off politics in blogsphere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;11. Did you get shocked by the arrest of some bloggers?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Agree with Jazzmint.... becareful what we write and again, stay off sensitive issues....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;12. Did you think about what will happen to your blog after you die?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will ask hubby to continue and if hubby also go with me ledi... then this blog will be a memorable gift from me to Oscar... cis, this question make me want to cry la... *sob*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;13. What do you like to hear?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt; What’s the song you might like to put a link to in your blog?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No song la... maybe Oscar singing Leslie's songs... hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tagging:&lt;br /&gt;Sasha (she can only do this homework next week)&lt;br /&gt;LaundryAmah (she can do this tomorrow)&lt;br /&gt;Annie-Q (she can do this when she sees this)&lt;br /&gt;Angeleyes (she can do this when she returns from holiday)&lt;br /&gt;Mom2Angels (she can do this ANYTIME cos she is the taukeh soh in office)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all la..........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21190194-5878768830753523299?l=mylittlechampion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylittlechampion.blogspot.com/feeds/5878768830753523299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21190194&amp;postID=5878768830753523299' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21190194/posts/default/5878768830753523299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21190194/posts/default/5878768830753523299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylittlechampion.blogspot.com/2006/10/blog-tag.html' title='Blog Tag'/><author><name>Oscar's Mommy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6697/1903/200/Picture%20001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21190194.post-4867029036362224204</id><published>2006-10-25T23:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T07:11:32.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yummy-li-cious Dinner</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After much pleading and begging... finally we went out for a walk at One-Utama. To our HORROR, its so jam and the parking is full! No choice but to pusing a few round before we found one parking lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First thing in our mind is to MAKAN first. I told hubby that LaundryAmah told me that there is this place that serves BBQ quite 'jeng' wan...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/5682/2586/1600/DSCN9757.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 224px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 178px" height="167" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/5682/2586/320/DSCN9757.jpg" width="198" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;*Don't know what's with him, always pretend to be sleeping...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/5682/2586/1600/DSCN9756.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 223px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 186px" height="199" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/5682/2586/320/DSCN9756.jpg" width="248" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;* Making funny faces in front of the hot plate...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/5682/2586/1600/DSCN9755.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 222px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 186px" height="186" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/5682/2586/320/DSCN9755.jpg" width="219" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;* A variety of stuff to combine into the dipping sauce (aiya, Amah, its just BBQ sauce la... not some special sauce we tot!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/5682/2586/1600/DSCN9758.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" height="233" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/5682/2586/320/DSCN9758.jpg" width="294" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;* Our Dinner....Pork Supreme.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The service was good as the waiters and waitress take turn to ask us what else we need and helped us to re-fill our soup and tea. At first, they asked us if this is our first time visiting the restaurant. We answered yes and the waitress explained to us what are the ingreadients pre-served to us and explain to us how to use the lard to coat the hot plate and also how to combine the dipping sauce to achieve the utmost taste! Overall rating: 7/10. Cannot give 8/10 cos the plate is full of cabbage... should give some other vege ma...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After dinner we went shopping for hubby's working pants and we bumped into these group of 'Ah Gua' dancing on stage... almost make me puke my dinner....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/5682/2586/1600/DSCN9759.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" height="211" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/5682/2586/320/DSCN9759.jpg" width="262" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21190194-4867029036362224204?l=mylittlechampion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylittlechampion.blogspot.com/feeds/4867029036362224204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21190194&amp;postID=4867029036362224204' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21190194/posts/default/4867029036362224204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21190194/posts/default/4867029036362224204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylittlechampion.blogspot.com/2006/10/yummy-li-cious-dinner.html' title='Yummy-li-cious Dinner'/><author><name>Oscar's Mommy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6697/1903/200/Picture%20001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21190194.post-2440963065956701510</id><published>2006-10-25T16:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-25T17:10:50.145+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mememe'/><title type='text'>Chit Chat</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its a boring holiday for me considering the fact that I am now rotting, growing fungus, cobwebs and God knows what else. Reason for so is hubby is busy with the set up of the so called SOHO at home cos he wants to travel less to his 'rent-an-office' in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Serdang&lt;/span&gt;. And also can work at the comfort of just wearing boxer shorts and wearing t-shirts at home. Oh ya, hubby works a lot at home cos he needs to do artwork and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;copy writing&lt;/span&gt; etc etc... he's a 'printer'. He only needs to go out for delivery and to meet new customers. Look what he bought over the last weekend...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/5682/2586/1600/DSCN9752.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 235px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 182px" height="179" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/5682/2586/320/DSCN9752.jpg" width="235" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/5682/2586/1600/DSCN9749.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 226px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 182px" height="195" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/5682/2586/320/DSCN9749.jpg" width="244" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;17 inch flat screen monitor c/w d-Link wireless "what-do-you-call-this?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now that we can go wireless at home, I am now blog on the couch, on the bed and even in the toilet!!! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Opps&lt;/span&gt;, sorry, being disgusting here &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;ledi&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Where am I? Oh yes, suppose to go for shopping today but Oscar took a long nap and hubby &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;pulak&lt;/span&gt; suggest that we go at night, so I chatted with a friend online. She was so surprised that I AM STILL WORKING cos I did hinted few years ago if I ever got pregnant, I might want to be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;SAHM&lt;/span&gt;.... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;hehe&lt;/span&gt;, I guess I didn't keep to my word or rather, I can't &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;tahan&lt;/span&gt; being a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;SAHM&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Normal conversation took place, how is she and her job and how am I and my job and did she get her bonus this year (she got 3 months but break into two times payment) etc etc. She reads my blog sometimes but she prefer to hear it from me... strange girl. Not married yet this friend of mine... very available and eligible and did I mentioned AVAILABLE? He he, free ad for her la next time in my blog. I guess she is being too picky in choosing her life time partner. She is not young anymore considering the fact that she is 3 years elder than me. Pretty girl, very happy go lucky and very &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;gila&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;gila&lt;/span&gt; like me... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh, she told me she is going off for dinner in town in some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;donno&lt;/span&gt; what name restaurant in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Marriot&lt;/span&gt; and later to clubbing... yes, not working tomorrow so itchy backside &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;lor&lt;/span&gt;... Asked if I want to join cos the other friends she is going out with later, it so happened to be my ex-colleagues too. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Haiya&lt;/span&gt;, how to go &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;leh&lt;/span&gt;, me and Oscar go together ah? Cannot la.... Sigh, I miss those days I hang out with friends during weekends from morning till late at night.... Had high-tea and yak till our jaw ache.... Not that I dislike my current life style, but sometimes, I think I need a break myself... ALONE! Without the little kid and the BIG KID! I know I can anytime leave Oscar with my mom, but my mom needed her break too so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; want to be unfair to her la....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sigh.... let me sign off now and 'beg' BIG KID to bring me out for a walk before I grew more stuff than fungus!........ See how &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;teruk&lt;/span&gt; I am... I am now looking forward to weekend &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;pulak&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;a href="http://www.laundryamah.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;LaundryAmah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; is so going to deduct my marks in her yearly review on me &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;liow&lt;/span&gt;... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;ngek&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;ngek&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;ngek&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21190194-2440963065956701510?l=mylittlechampion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylittlechampion.blogspot.com/feeds/2440963065956701510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21190194&amp;postID=2440963065956701510' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21190194/posts/default/2440963065956701510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21190194/posts/default/2440963065956701510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylittlechampion.blogspot.com/2006/10/chit-chat.html' title='Chit Chat'/><author><name>Oscar's Mommy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6697/1903/200/Picture%20001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21190194.post-771360167565178560</id><published>2006-10-24T20:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-24T20:45:42.679+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mememe'/><title type='text'>BORING!!!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;SO BORING... I COULD DIE OF BOREDOM ANYTIME NOW!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Wake up... breakfast...house chores...nap time...prep for dinner...watch tv...BORING ar not??!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;HUBBY where? Ah yes.... he IS SO DARN BUSY with his work UNTIL I THINK he forgot that today's a public HOLIDAY!!!! SIENZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21190194-771360167565178560?l=mylittlechampion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylittlechampion.blogspot.com/feeds/771360167565178560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21190194&amp;postID=771360167565178560' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21190194/posts/default/771360167565178560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21190194/posts/default/771360167565178560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylittlechampion.blogspot.com/2006/10/boring.html' title='BORING!!!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Oscar's Mommy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6697/1903/200/Picture%20001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21190194.post-1581950130154519853</id><published>2006-10-21T22:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-25T00:18:28.389+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Family....'/><title type='text'>My Wonderful Weekend</title><content type='html'>I had a wonderful weekend today. Supposed to accompany hubby to Bukit Beruntung but while driving half way, hubby's customer called to cancel the appointment. Yippee, cos the North South Highway is like hell! We heard from the radio that the jam was like 5km! Phew! We en-route and turned into Kepong cos hubby suggested we visit the Carrefour in Kepong. Well, since we are in that area, why not. After buying some groceries, Oscar wanted lunch and it is already 2pm. Nothing much to eat in Carrefour so we travelled further and stop at Jusco in Kepong (today seems to be like Kepong shopping day for Oscar). Had lunch in one of the restaurant called the Red Door. The entire shop's decor is very...erm, woody like! The tables and chairs are made of wood, I mean LOG! Yes, its not 'sam kap pan' but real tree logs! Soooo heavy the chairs. Food was so so only but quite expansive. Jalan Jalan and shopped a little as hubby wants to get some jeans and I needed some T-shirts too. Again, we stopped by to get more groceries. Planning to make Fish &amp; Chips tomorrow for dinner. Then, Oscar was too tired, so he slept inside the trolley... full of shopping bags, no pics to show la. Then when Oscar woke up, we decided its time that we go home cos its already 6pm. Time to look for dinner cos I am dead tired and lazy too he he. So, I suggested to go have some claypot rice. Where else but the famous stall in Petaling Street. My prince Oscar have not been to Petaling Street in his entire life! This is his first time and also my first time after I gave birth to Oscar. Walking along Petaling Street is really something exciting cos there's alot to see and buy. Don't dare to buy too much food cos sure cannot finish.... Just bought some 'Fung Wong' egg tarts and their famous 'Char Siew Paus'.... He he.... Some cam-whoring today too.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed name="flashticker" align="middle" src="http://widget-be.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" width="475" height="375" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" flashvars="site=widget-be.slide.com&amp;amp;channel=72057594045857214&amp;cy=ms&amp;amp;il=1" wmode="transparent" salign="l" scale="noscale" quality="high"&gt; &lt;div style="WIDTH: 475px; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;a style="VERTICAL-ALIGN: middle" href="http://www.slide.com/msnew/ticker?cid=72057594045857214&amp;cy=ms&amp;amp;tt=14&amp;at=0" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-be.slide.com/h2/72057594045857214/ms_t014_v000_a000_f00/images/slide3.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/msnew/ticker?cid=72057594045857214&amp;amp;cy=ms&amp;tt=14&amp;amp;at=0" target="_blank"&gt;Get Your Own!&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/msview/ticker?cid=72057594045857214&amp;cy=ms&amp;amp;tt=14&amp;amp;at=0" target="_blank"&gt;View Slideshow&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21190194-1581950130154519853?l=mylittlechampion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylittlechampion.blogspot.com/feeds/1581950130154519853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21190194&amp;postID=1581950130154519853' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21190194/posts/default/1581950130154519853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21190194/posts/default/1581950130154519853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylittlechampion.blogspot.com/2006/10/my-wonderful-weekend_21.html' title='My Wonderful Weekend'/><author><name>Oscar's Mommy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6697/1903/200/Picture%20001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21190194.post-2817910718646444394</id><published>2006-10-21T10:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-21T11:14:44.598+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Family....'/><title type='text'>...Eeewwww...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;We signed up with Diamond Water Filter after we moved into our new house 1.5 years later. Before that, we only had mineral pot filter which I will usually take water from the tap and fill it into the mineral pot and I will then take the water from the pot and boil it for Oscar and me and hubby drank direct from the mineral pot cos the water is safe for drinking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Today marks the 18th month we have signed up for the Diamond Water Filter and hubby decided to call the service guy to come and service the filter. Actually hubby can do it but hubby decided to do a mega cleaning like to clean the inner filter and to change the filtering sheets as well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The guy came and he did his stuff.... then I keh poh chi, I went outside to '8'..... to my horror, the filtering sheets are filthy dirty and full of mud and sands!.... Here are some pics as proof!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/5682/2586/1600/DSCN9668.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/5682/2586/320/DSCN9668.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; *Opening some valves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/5682/2586/1600/DSCN9666.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/5682/2586/320/DSCN9666.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; * Yukes! So dirty! Full of mud!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/5682/2586/1600/DSCN9667.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/5682/2586/320/DSCN9667.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; * The CLEAN filter sheets.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Can you imagine if we do not have this filter and the water we are drinking are murky and ..... God knows what it can content... I am not saying that with the filter, we can drink water direct from source, knowing our BolehLand, how clean can our JBA water be... but at least, water are filtered from its foreign particles and sand..... You dont want to 'choked' when drinking plain water right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Nope, I am not getting paid for this post cos I am not advertising for Diamond. I just want to let my friends know that you must have a water filter at home, that is all)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21190194-2817910718646444394?l=mylittlechampion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylittlechampion.blogspot.com/feeds/2817910718646444394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21190194&amp;postID=2817910718646444394' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21190194/posts/default/2817910718646444394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21190194/posts/default/2817910718646444394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylittlechampion.blogspot.com/2006/10/eeewwww.html' title='...Eeewwww...'/><author><name>Oscar's Mommy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6697/1903/200/Picture%20001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21190194.post-7013597130500338793</id><published>2006-10-20T22:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T22:26:21.470+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Family....'/><title type='text'>Remember this?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Yes... we are still talking about &lt;a href="http://mylittlechampion.blogspot.com/2006/09/want-to-buy.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;this!!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/a&gt;I know I am not being a good wife but this is really making me chi sin! This is really good biz for hubby cos this company gave hubby a very huge order(and more to come I hpe) but its freaking me out cos I have to chipped in to help too! Can't take it cos this thing smells toxic and also folding it cuts my hands all over. Sorry dear, I know this biz means a lot to you and we can be very comfortable if this company gives you biz like this monthly.... but, its taking up our house space and I am getting sick looking at Guang Liang's face...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/5682/2586/1600/21-09-06_2040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" height="188" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/5682/2586/320/21-09-06_2040.jpg" width="263" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/5682/2586/1600/20-09-06_2026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" height="209" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/5682/2586/320/20-09-06_2026.jpg" width="260" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/5682/2586/1600/20-09-06_2025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 259px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 206px" height="215" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/5682/2586/320/20-09-06_2025.jpg" width="287" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/5682/2586/1600/21-09-06_0024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 259px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 208px" height="231" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/5682/2586/320/21-09-06_0024.jpg" width="259" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its in EVERY corner of the house!!! I want to dream of driving my fav MPV but I dont want to dream about Guang Liang lor....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21190194-7013597130500338793?l=mylittlechampion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://mylittlechampion.blogspot.com/2006/09/want-to-buy.html' title='Remember this?'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylittlechampion.blogspot.com/feeds/7013597130500338793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21190194&amp;postID=7013597130500338793' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21190194/posts/default/7013597130500338793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21190194/posts/default/7013597130500338793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylittlechampion.blogspot.com/2006/10/remember-this.html' title='Remember this?'/><author><name>Oscar's Mommy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6697/1903/200/Picture%20001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21190194.post-2753958988734875031</id><published>2006-10-20T21:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T21:51:46.604+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Oscar'/><title type='text'>Get Rid of this...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Was thinking of a way to get rid of this badly....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/5682/2586/1600/DSCN9686.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/5682/2586/200/DSCN9686.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;Cos he will look like this with it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/5682/2586/1600/DSCN9682.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/5682/2586/200/DSCN9682.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Tried all sorts of method... medicated oil... chili padi... you name it, I've done it.  Even tried to throw it into the dustbin... he went to pick it up! Die or not!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21190194-2753958988734875031?l=mylittlechampion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylittlechampion.blogspot.com/feeds/2753958988734875031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21190194&amp;postID=2753958988734875031' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21190194/posts/default/2753958988734875031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21190194/posts/default/2753958988734875031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylittlechampion.blogspot.com/2006/10/get-rid-of-this.html' title='Get Rid of this...'/><author><name>Oscar's Mommy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6697/1903/200/Picture%20001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21190194.post-6877856824733532961</id><published>2006-10-20T21:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T21:49:31.909+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Family....'/><title type='text'>Up-date...</title><content type='html'>Lazy to up-date my blog and also SCREAMYX line at home was and STILL giving hell to both me and hubby. So, I decided not to post any up-date on our &lt;a href="http://mylittlechampion.blogspot.com/2006/10/woo-hoo-i-love-this-so-much.html"&gt;wedding anniversary. &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, today since I am home alone with Oscar, I tot of posting some up-dates this week...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See.... my wedding Album, and some other pics and whenever I show Oscar our wedding pictures, he will ask me "Mommy, Oscar where?" "Oscar late alredi so no photo hai mai?" So, to please this little boy of mine, I have made a smaller version our wedding photo album but now incorporating Oscar's photos.... (will show later cos I can't seem to get the correct angle to take the photos....)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget-c1.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="site=widget-c1.slide.com&amp;channel=72057594045777089&amp;cy=ms&amp;il=1" width="620" height="220" name="flashticker" align="middle"/&gt;&lt;div style="width:300px;text-align:left"&gt;&lt;a style="vertical-align:middle" href="http://www.slide.com/msnew/ticker?cid=72057594045777089&amp;cy=ms&amp;tt=0" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-c1.slide.com/h2/72057594045777089/ms_t000_v000_a000_f00/images/slide3.gif" border="0"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/msnew/ticker?cid=72057594045777089&amp;cy=ms&amp;tt=0" target="_blank"&gt;Get Your Own!&lt;/a&gt; | &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/msview/ticker?cid=72057594045777089&amp;cy=ms&amp;tt=0" target="_blank"&gt;View Slideshow&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21190194-6877856824733532961?l=mylittlechampion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://mylittlechampion.blogspot.com/2006/10/woo-hoo-i-love-this-so-much.html' title='Up-date...'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylittlechampion.blogspot.com/feeds/6877856824733532961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21190194&amp;postID=6877856824733532961' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21190194/posts/default/6877856824733532961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21190194/posts/default/6877856824733532961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylittlechampion.blogspot.com/2006/10/up-date.html' title='Up-date...'/><author><name>Oscar's Mommy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6697/1903/200/Picture%20001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21190194.post-5594437120695754593</id><published>2006-10-15T23:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-16T00:13:49.303+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Oscar'/><title type='text'>New "Seat"</title><content type='html'>Ever since we got Oscar the new booster seat, he can't stop sitting on it! Whether we are in the car or at home! Yes, he asked me to bring it down from the car and let him sit in front of the TV.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See, he is enjoying himself in front of the TV.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/5682/2586/1600/DSCN9643.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/5682/2586/200/DSCN9643.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/5682/2586/1600/DSCN9640.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/5682/2586/200/DSCN9640.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21190194-5594437120695754593?l=mylittlechampion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylittlechampion.blogspot.com/feeds/5594437120695754593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21190194&amp;postID=5594437120695754593' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21190194/posts/default/5594437120695754593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21190194/posts/default/5594437120695754593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylittlechampion.blogspot.com/2006/10/new-seat.html' title='New &quot;Seat&quot;'/><author><name>Oscar's Mommy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6697/1903/200/Picture%20001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21190194.post-2346765485346672523</id><published>2006-10-15T10:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-15T10:54:30.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Puzzled?</title><content type='html'>In my &lt;a href="http://mylittlechampion.blogspot.com/2006/10/oscars-obsession.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;previous post&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; , I did mentioned that Oscar likes to play with puzzles. Here are some snap shots of him in action. And again, the below are only part of what he have in our house. The rest are all at my mom's house; which my mom actually complained to me non stop and asking me to stop buying toys for Oscar.... *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/5682/2586/1600/chongPicture%20017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/5682/2586/200/chongPicture%20017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; * Smilling all the way...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/5682/2586/1600/chongPicture%20016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/5682/2586/200/chongPicture%20016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; * Concentrating... (time for bed actually)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/5682/2586/1600/chongPicture%20020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/5682/2586/200/chongPicture%20020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; * His masterpiece...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/5682/2586/1600/chongPicture%20018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/5682/2586/200/chongPicture%20018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; * Beh tahan liow, want to zzzz...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21190194-2346765485346672523?l=mylittlechampion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylittlechampion.blogspot.com/feeds/2346765485346672523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21190194&amp;postID=2346765485346672523' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21190194/posts/default/2346765485346672523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21190194/posts/default/2346765485346672523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylittlechampion.blogspot.com/2006/10/puzzled.html' title='Puzzled?'/><author><name>Oscar's Mommy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6697/1903/200/Picture%20001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21190194.post-7245936436684054481</id><published>2006-10-12T22:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-12T23:04:51.509+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mememe'/><title type='text'>Woo hoo... I love this so much!</title><content type='html'>Was hinting non-stop to hubby to get me a new camera cos the old one not changgih anymore... so was waiting and waiting .... and taa-daa.... my wedding anniversary present arrived early!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/5682/2586/1600/12-10-06_2130.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 147px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" height="150" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/5682/2586/200/12-10-06_2130.jpg" width="132" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/5682/2586/1600/12-10-06_2127.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 165px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" height="150" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/5682/2586/200/12-10-06_2127.jpg" width="174" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/5682/2586/1600/12-10-06_2129.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 151px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" height="150" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/5682/2586/200/12-10-06_2129.jpg" width="169" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our wedding anniversary falls on the 14th Oct and its a Saturday.... so I am planning to belanja hubby for Jap food....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This camera is very small in size... the only downside is that this camera is only 4 pix. So, aiming for a more terra one.... pray hard for Valentine's Day gift now.... hehe so greedy la me....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;** HAPPY WEDDING ANNIVERSARY DEAR **&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21190194-7245936436684054481?l=mylittlechampion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylittlechampion.blogspot.com/feeds/7245936436684054481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21190194&amp;postID=7245936436684054481' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21190194/posts/default/7245936436684054481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21190194/posts/default/7245936436684054481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylittlechampion.blogspot.com/2006/10/woo-hoo-i-love-this-so-much.html' title='Woo hoo... I love this so much!'/><author><name>Oscar's Mommy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6697/1903/200/Picture%20001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21190194.post-3565827686857090646</id><published>2006-10-12T13:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-12T14:01:59.725+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Work'/><title type='text'>Shouting @#$%^$#</title><content type='html'>Today is really not my day.... so I curi tulang and chat a little while now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was sitting in front of my pc when a COLIK of mine came and threw at me a piece of quotation i faxed the other day to a customer.  He didn't talk to me nicely some more threw that quote on me and ask me "what the shit are you quoting here"..... I was like &lt;a href="mailto:WT!@#$%"&gt;WT!@#$%&lt;/a&gt;#.... I remained calm and the below take place:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: XX (name), what happened? I dont understand you?&lt;br /&gt;XX: This (shouting)... what is this?&lt;br /&gt;Me: (in my heart... what does this look like to you? a piece of cheesecake or a piece of table cloth?... a piece of paper with my quotation on it la!!!)... I just said a quote i prepared the other day for ABC Company.&lt;br /&gt;XX: Do you know what are you doing? You are trying to chase a customer away.  Do you know this customer is our potention bla bla bla (the rest I cannot absorb already cos he is practically insulting me)&lt;br /&gt;Me: So? What do you want me to do now? I have already explained to this customer why our price is this and reason (I explain myself cos I don't really go down on our retail price unless its necessary and knowing this customer is like "kacang melupakan kulit" so I dont bother to work out a nice price for them.... maybe later but not at this moment la)&lt;br /&gt;XX: (Start to curse me in F word)&lt;br /&gt;Me: Eh, XX what do you want here (me shouting at the same time)&lt;br /&gt;XX: (Was taken back a bit cos he always think he is right)... No, I am not angry but I want you to know........... blab la bla bla....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see, I usually don't lost my cool cos its not pro to do that.... but I hate it when I am being scold by the F word..... But, deep down, I am so sorry XX.  I didn't mean to yell back at you cos its like I didn't show my respect to you too.............. *sigh* today really not my day............&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21190194-3565827686857090646?l=mylittlechampion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylittlechampion.blogspot.com/feeds/3565827686857090646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21190194&amp;postID=3565827686857090646' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21190194/posts/default/3565827686857090646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21190194/posts/default/3565827686857090646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylittlechampion.blogspot.com/2006/10/shouting.html' title='Shouting @#$%^$#'/><author><name>Oscar's Mommy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6697/1903/200/Picture%20001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21190194.post-5445342546163878777</id><published>2006-10-11T22:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-11T23:25:21.939+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Oscar'/><title type='text'>Up-Grade</title><content type='html'>Nothing to do tonight and I am feeling very very lazy to cook... so I ajak hubby to go Mid Valley for dinner. Before we head for dinner, I stopped by the Jusco bakery to get some buns... Shiaks, one fat, short with humongous boobs malay girl wanted to walk pass me while I was in the Q and she asked me to "Execute (Excuse) me"... I really feel like executing her cos I was really mad! With her height and the crowd in the bakery, we all in the Q could hardly move. She cannot get her fat-ass to walk even a few more steps and exit from behind... as she was asking me to execute her, she simply walked pass me with the stupid face and ugly boobs rubbing my tray full of buns!!!! I feel like stuffing my chicken floss buns in between her pig-like nose! Ok, sorry, I must not "kutuk" like that... sorry ah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ehem, after dinner, we walk around and I remembered I was suppose to get Oscar a booster seat cos he out-grown his car seat... The old car seat is a very sturdy seat... hehe, courtesy of LaundryAmah (she gave it to me as Oscar's full moon present). So, we bought this for Oscar... you can see him enjoying himself sitting on it and fallen asleep on it too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/5682/2586/1600/11-10-06_2159.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/5682/2586/200/11-10-06_2159.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; *Smiling happily..."new toilet"!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/5682/2586/1600/11-10-06_2200.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/5682/2586/200/11-10-06_2200.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; * Tidur ledi...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/5682/2586/1600/11-10-06_2104.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/5682/2586/200/11-10-06_2104.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; * Oscar imitating daddy with the shopping bags...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in, its a very relaxing evening.... and very full... (all pics taken with my camera phone.. so very poor quality)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21190194-5445342546163878777?l=mylittlechampion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylittlechampion.blogspot.com/feeds/5445342546163878777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21190194&amp;postID=5445342546163878777' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21190194/posts/default/5445342546163878777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21190194/posts/default/5445342546163878777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylittlechampion.blogspot.com/2006/10/up-grade.html' title='Up-Grade'/><author><name>Oscar's Mommy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6697/1903/200/Picture%20001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21190194.post-4328674875925045558</id><published>2006-10-08T17:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-08T17:26:57.084+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Oscar'/><title type='text'>Oscar's Obsession..</title><content type='html'>Oscar hardly play with any other toys. I bought him alot of toys but the only toys he ever play with are his mini cars... and he have lots of it... the below are only 'part' of it cos some of it are at my mom's place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/5682/2586/1600/new%20photos_30072006%20015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/5682/2586/200/new%20photos_30072006%20015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Oscar always lines them up like real cars in the car showroom"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, I bought him some books to read with through &lt;a href="http://www.laundryamah.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Kieran&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;'s kindy. Oscar enjoyed it so much. He insist that I read it to him every night before we go to sleep. But Inoticed Oscar only likes to read when I read with him... When he is alone, he only wants to play with cars. So how ah? Meaning he is not a good reader? Meaning, he can't sit down quietly and concentrate on something? But he loves to play with puzzles.. and we buy him different puzzles everytime we go out... is there something missing here? I really want Oscar to learn to read cos he is going to school soon so he will not be able to catch up if he does not listen or concentrate on books....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/5682/2586/1600/000_0028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/5682/2586/200/000_0028.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/5682/2586/1600/07-06-06_2055.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/5682/2586/200/07-06-06_2055.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; "Books and playing puzzles alone"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21190194-4328674875925045558?l=mylittlechampion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylittlechampion.blogspot.com/feeds/4328674875925045558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21190194&amp;postID=4328674875925045558' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21190194/posts/default/4328674875925045558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21190194/posts/default/4328674875925045558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylittlechampion.blogspot.com/2006/10/oscars-obsession.html' title='Oscar&apos;s Obsession..'/><author><name>Oscar's Mommy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6697/1903/200/Picture%20001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21190194.post-3748976632666972125</id><published>2006-10-08T11:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-08T12:03:26.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Little Vietnam Restaurant...</title><content type='html'>We had dinner at this Vietnam restaurant at Citrus Park in OUG, Old Klang Road... name of the restaurant is called The Little Vietnam...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget-e8.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="site=widget-e8.slide.com&amp;channel=72057594044585704&amp;cy=bl" width="426" height="320" name="flashticker" align="middle" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-e8.slide.com/f2/72057594044585704/bl_t017_v000_a000_f00/images/blank.gif" height="0" width="0" style="border: 0;"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, satisfying... portion wise, ok not too big not too small.  Service, excellent,just one minor complaint... this place is full of mozzies.... eeeee i hate mozzies!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21190194-3748976632666972125?l=mylittlechampion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylittlechampion.blogspot.com/feeds/3748976632666972125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21190194&amp;postID=3748976632666972125' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21190194/posts/default/3748976632666972125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21190194/posts/default/3748976632666972125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylittlechampion.blogspot.com/2006/10/little-vietnam-restaurant.html' title='Little Vietnam Restaurant...'/><author><name>Oscar's Mommy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6697/1903/200/Picture%20001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21190194.post-1867264428079622079</id><published>2006-10-08T11:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-08T11:25:35.204+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Amah!</title><content type='html'>Hehe... took these photos... *psst* *psst* this is LaundryAmah's sideline..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/5682/2586/1600/09-09-06_1949.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/5682/2586/200/09-09-06_1949.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Magic Amah Cold Water Detergent....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/5682/2586/1600/000_0049.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 173px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" height="200" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/5682/2586/200/000_0049.jpg" width="197" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Magic Amah Natural Dish Washing Liquid...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for your information, these two products is not cheap okie.... I bouth the dish washing liquid (natural wan mah) only 600ml at RM5.99... exp la....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;** Disclaimer: Nope... the above is not a REAL sideline from LaundryAmah... just some  company from Taiwan curi-ed her Amah (TM) oni...... so don't believe ah....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21190194-1867264428079622079?l=mylittlechampion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylittlechampion.blogspot.com/feeds/1867264428079622079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21190194&amp;postID=1867264428079622079' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21190194/posts/default/1867264428079622079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21190194/posts/default/1867264428079622079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylittlechampion.blogspot.com/2006/10/amah.html' title='Amah!'/><author><name>Oscar's Mommy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6697/1903/200/Picture%20001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21190194.post-4248469158448348824</id><published>2006-10-06T11:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-06T11:04:22.341+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yak-yakity-yak...</title><content type='html'>Yes... that is what we all did yesterday... yak yak yak online haha.... You may want to see siapa yak sama siapa &lt;a href="http://sashablablabla.blogspot.com/2006/10/first-blogger-mommies-meet.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; . Shiokelingam la.... but I have to touch and go a few times cos I have work to do... me slow la in my work... but, if bossie saw &lt;a href="http://sashablablabla.blogspot.com/2006/10/first-blogger-mommies-meet.html"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; , sure all will get "warning letter"or hot and spicy goreng sotong!!! haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, Oscar sick sick again.... grrrrr blame it on the haze.... I have to go off half day to take him to the paed...... Hope he will be ok soon. Last month when he was sick.... he lost weight 1kg!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope to yak again online la............. hehe Ok got to work liow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21190194-4248469158448348824?l=mylittlechampion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylittlechampion.blogspot.com/feeds/4248469158448348824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21190194&amp;postID=4248469158448348824' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21190194/posts/default/4248469158448348824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21190194/posts/default/4248469158448348824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylittlechampion.blogspot.com/2006/10/yak-yakity-yak.html' title='Yak-yakity-yak...'/><author><name>Oscar's Mommy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6697/1903/200/Picture%20001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21190194.post-2447139066628076794</id><published>2006-09-30T19:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-30T19:56:10.625+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Again??!!</title><content type='html'>Really siow wan la me... yes, watching Korean Drama again... Weyo? Cos &lt;a href="http://www.laundryamah.blogspot.com"&gt;LaundryAmah&lt;/a&gt; purposely called me to tell me ah, this show got 'leng chai' and very funny lor... so I also watched la.  Then hor, actually I don't want to watch wan, but then, after one episode after another, I can't help it but to download it from You Tube!!!!!!!!! Sei Mou!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last time was &lt;a href="http://mylittlechampion.blogspot.com/2006/05/fever-la.html"&gt;My Lovely Kim Sam Soon&lt;/a&gt; and now this &lt;a href="http://us.yesasia.com/en/ImageGallery.aspx/section-videos/code-k/version-all/pid-1004473245/#selection"&gt;My Girl &lt;/a&gt;.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(aikes... want to post the pictures but SCREAMYX chi sin ledi... so, refer to the links if you want to join me go chi sin...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, I only watch funny and very funny Korean Dramas oni... those cry cry, weep-by-the-buckets or lost memory show... I'd rather not watch la... anyway, Korean Drama only got 4-types of story line...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Main actor or actress amnesia (lost memory la) during accidents.... then bumped into each other fell in love... or, fell in love with other ppl, then bumped into old flame.. then got flashbacks... you get what I mean la here...&lt;br /&gt;2) Main actor or actress are ACTUALLY brothers and sisters but was somehow lost touch during war-ke, earthquake-ke, this-ke that-ke.... etc la... just lost touch when they are small or even babies.. then hor, when grew up and they can't recognised each other, they fell in love then hor oni they know they are brother and sister.... cos, their father mother also bumped into each other during grocery shopping ke... lunch ke or last last minute, want to propose ke, and broke the news that "Nope, you can't marry her/him cos she/he is your Sister/Brother....!!" OMG I'd rather mati la if in real life!&lt;br /&gt;3) Main actor and actress love each other wan... but hor, dont want to admit... konon berpura-pura love other not so main actor or actress in the same show la... then, later, almost about episode 15 or 16, then oni they curi curi admit they love each other... (usually K-Drama got oni 20 episodes or longest 40 lor)&lt;br /&gt;4) Errr... cham-lak, I forgot liow, but I told LaundryAmah before... (eh Amah, can help me fill in this no. 4 ah??)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, enuff ranting... got to go attend to anak liow.... ah, I like weekends....today some how I want to post like funni-funny lidat...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21190194-2447139066628076794?l=mylittlechampion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylittlechampion.blogspot.com/feeds/2447139066628076794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21190194&amp;postID=2447139066628076794' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21190194/posts/default/2447139066628076794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21190194/posts/default/2447139066628076794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylittlechampion.blogspot.com/2006/09/again.html' title='Again??!!'/><author><name>Oscar's Mommy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6697/1903/200/Picture%20001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21190194.post-8396815094198132925</id><published>2006-09-23T22:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-23T22:23:00.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jalan Jalan, Cari Makan</title><content type='html'>As mentioned earlier, me and Oscar went for dinner with &lt;a href="http://www.laundryamah.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;LaundryAmah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and her family at a reccommended place by &lt;a href="http://ramblingmoo.wordpress.com/2006/09/15/hidden-treasure-jalan-pudu/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Angeleyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arrived and was very surprised with this place called Queen's Park. I mean, I always pass by this place on our way to Carrefour (next to Queen's Park) but I never bother to go in cos eerrr, I thought not much there. But to my surprised, there are alot to look and also to makan makan..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to this place called the Xin Wah Restaurant and mistaken that its a 'tai chow' restaurant.. Xin Wah only serves Bak Kut Teh. We maximum camwhore since me and LaundryAmah seldom come out and eat dinner.... so camwhore and laugh laugh and the kids also enjoyed themselves.... for pictures, please got to LaundryAmah's site cos I didn't bring my camera.... Luckily, LaundryAhPah came along to be the camera man.... He he....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After dinner, LaundryAhPah buy us yummy-li-cious Baskin Robbins (sorry, this one sure no picture cos when we got our ice-creams, terus dig in liow.... yum yum)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After stuffing ourself full with devil-li-cious food.... we head home.... Ah... so satisfied... He He, might go again next week.... without the kids with LaundryAmah... cos we want to jiak (makan), shop and also camwhore.... a must!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, to aid my digestion... a cup of tea for me... while I surf other blogs....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/5682/2586/1600/tea1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" height="150" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/5682/2586/200/tea1.jpg" width="159" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21190194-8396815094198132925?l=mylittlechampion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylittlechampion.blogspot.com/feeds/8396815094198132925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21190194&amp;postID=8396815094198132925' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21190194/posts/default/8396815094198132925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21190194/posts/default/8396815094198132925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylittlechampion.blogspot.com/2006/09/jalan-jalan-cari-makan.html' title='Jalan Jalan, Cari Makan'/><author><name>Oscar's Mommy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6697/1903/200/Picture%20001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21190194.post-864262004305542313</id><published>2006-09-23T13:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-23T13:49:46.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Weekend...</title><content type='html'>Sigh.... just sat down to take a break. A quick run down on my morning till now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.ooam: Woke up (aiya.. I slept late ma...)&lt;br /&gt;10.15am: Oscar woke up and I prepare him breakfast (I made toast bread, sausages, eggs and some fries cos Oscar said he wanted it... and orange juice..)&lt;br /&gt;11.30am: Read some magazine and put in the laundry into the machine.&lt;br /&gt;11.50am: Sweep the floor, mop the floor, wipe cabinets and wash toilet (I am like the maid!!!)&lt;br /&gt;12.30am: Bath Oscar and let him have his vitamins... (juice again cos he wanted some again!)&lt;br /&gt;1.10pm: Took some meat out to get ready for dinner......&lt;br /&gt;1.30pm: Realised that I am having dinner with &lt;a href="http://www.laundryamah.blogspot.com"&gt;LaundryAmah&lt;/a&gt; and family... took the meat and put back into freezer&lt;br /&gt;1.45pm: Hang washed laundry out and prepare for another load...&lt;br /&gt;1.55pm: Sat down in front of the laptop to type this post......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh x 10000000000........ my boring life.... as a wife, mommy, daughter and maid! All lumped into one.... What do you do on weekends.... Looking forward to dinner with LaundryAmah. Better go shower now and do some ironing.... then nap nap a little while...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21190194-864262004305542313?l=mylittlechampion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylittlechampion.blogspot.com/feeds/864262004305542313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21190194&amp;postID=864262004305542313' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21190194/posts/default/864262004305542313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21190194/posts/default/864262004305542313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylittlechampion.blogspot.com/2006/09/my-weekend.html' title='My Weekend...'/><author><name>Oscar's Mommy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6697/1903/200/Picture%20001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21190194.post-7813737506615267234</id><published>2006-09-17T22:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-17T23:08:03.109+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Anger Management?</title><content type='html'>I have not been or rather not even A good mommy to Oscar..... so sad....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reason for so is, I loose my temper easily nowadays when Oscar do something wrong. I use to be very patient with him and would just say "Its Ok, no worries". But now, even if he play with the remote control, I would say no and insist that he puts it back ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really don't know what is wrong with me. I love Oscar very much and it really hurts me everytime I scold or yell at him. And, what is more heart breaking is, whenever I scold him, he would come and hug me tightly and the tighter he hold on to me, the more I feel my heart is breaking... into tiny pieces.... I must really look into my scolding sometimes....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight after dinner we went out for a walk cos I am going crazy at home with all the house chores and also the FOLDING .....so, I told hubby I needed a break. After our little shopping trip, Oscar did it again! Or, should I said, I DID IT AGAIN! I was very mad when we reached home and Oscar reach for the bread in the bag.... he already had one in the car and I knew it for sure if he were to take it out, he will not be able to finish it. And yet, he took it out and he challenged me despite of me telling him not to... he took it out and wave it at me! I took out the cane and threat to him with it..... I felt so so bad cos when Oscar saw the cane, he straight away put back the bread and ran over to his life saviour, daddy...... Oscar refuse to let me change him for bed because of this..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt so so bad. I love to spend time with Oscar and I really cherised our time together. Reading out loud together, laughing at the cartoon charaters on tv, playing blocks and puzzles and even eating the same piece of toast.... we really enjoy our time together. But whenever he ticks me off, I am really mad..... Why? Why am I like that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oscar, mommy love you............ sorry baby....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/5682/2586/1600/06-09-06_1846.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" height="178" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/5682/2586/200/06-09-06_1846.jpg" width="200" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/5682/2586/1600/06-09-06_1848.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" height="179" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/5682/2586/200/06-09-06_1848.jpg" width="200" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Oscar enjoying himself at the park.... He likes going to the park....&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21190194-7813737506615267234?l=mylittlechampion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylittlechampion.blogspot.com/feeds/7813737506615267234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21190194&amp;postID=7813737506615267234' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21190194/posts/default/7813737506615267234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21190194/posts/default/7813737506615267234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylittlechampion.blogspot.com/2006/09/anger-management.html' title='Anger Management?'/><author><name>Oscar's Mommy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6697/1903/200/Picture%20001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21190194.post-1084693180884704351</id><published>2006-09-14T22:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-14T23:00:41.091+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ranting..........'/><title type='text'>My Boss</title><content type='html'>I have worked like ten over years... No la, I am not that old la, its just that I started work at a very young age...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far, I have worked like almost 7 jobs in my ten over years of employment.... All job never lasted for 2 years.... its this current job that lasted for 5 years!!! Wa, must give myself a pat on the back la.... (no... this post is not about &lt;a href="http://www.laundryamah.blogspot.com"&gt;LaundryAmah&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have worked with almost all species of BOSS... from young and handsome ones, to old ones and old wolf!!!! But, there are 4 who leave very deep deep memory....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr XX Chan&lt;br /&gt;He is the nice-est one. He treat me like a little sister... always make sure that I have enuff to eat during overtime in the office, make sure that I leave home early if it rains, when going out to meeting, he make sure that I park my car next or even near to his, make sure that i have this, i do that comfortably etc etc.... He also defended me many times in the office cos I was just a little girl when I worked for him.... Nope, he is not handsome la... infact hor, his face ah, its like the sureface of the MOON... if you know what I mean... He is not the best, but he is the nice-est!  Or maybe he knows my cousin will tumbuk him if he dont take care of me? Oh whatever....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr XX Kok&lt;br /&gt;Well... err... how to put this ah? He is nice also la... but I dont like his attitute towards work. He always PUSH me to the front to face bad suppliers or customers.... Aiya... he is like asking you to be his shield la... And hor, once, I think his mistress hor, called him on his mobile... it so happened that he is in the loo, so I picked up la... the other end was one sleepy head woman calling and informing HIM that she just woke up and asked what is today's plan... I no chance to say hello cos that sleepy head woman kept on talking like in one whole sentence, so i just hung up... I just pretend I never took the call la... Then, once the wife called, ask me to be spy pulak!  Ask me to report to her if I picked up any 'suspicious' calls for the husband.... She even 'bribed' me with some dont-know-what-brand chocolate for this.... Aiya.... I hate this spy here spy there work . Mr XX Kok is ok la, but eerrrr...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr XX Kee&lt;br /&gt;Wa... this one is really classic. Nothing much about him that can make me do a post on him but, he is the only boss that is really fussy with his drink... If you say fussy with his coffee or tea, I can understand. But, he is fussy with his PLAIN WATER!!!! Sei mou!!! The second day I report to work, he already sounded to me that he dont like the way I HANDLE his drink! So, he took me to the pantry, and told me, he wants his hot water to this level.... his warm water to his level... and some cold water to this level..... @#$%^&amp;%%^&amp;amp;$#* You say he chi sin or not... Then, he will fart during meetings!!! I can just die when he does that.... no, I wish the earth would open up and swallow me up!!! @#$%$#^ Tak ada standard langsung........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then came Mr XX D&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm, he is a very knowlegeable person... Knows almost everything on earth! But, dont know what is manners and politeness and human respect... YOu see, God made man and God didnt do a good job... (sorry God) God didn;t make Mr XX D perfect. Mr XX D like to talk loudly and embarass ppl in front of other ppl. You see, sometimes, you will have some not very ENGRISH speaking colleague in a same office wan ma... but hor, Mr XX D will laugh at their pronunciation of engrish works wan wor... so teruk la. He then will teach the correct word, but when repeated already and correctly by that particular colleague, he will insist that they repeat it like 5 - 10 times; RIGHT IN FRONT OF EVERYONE!!! Aiya.... why la... so malu case la that colleague of mine. Aiya... many more incidents la, want to talk about him ah... I think I need to creat another blog la............ But one thing I respect him is... he is very 'charitable' (in inverted comma) and he is very helpful... this one I have no doubts... You need help... you call him.  Sure sampai wan...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many apologies to ppl I know who are reading this but, I just can't help it cos I beh tahan how some BOSS-Y like to mistreat their staff.... I know we makan gaji only... but please la, give us face sikit la.... malu la boss..... We want to work in a happy environment ... Ok, enuff ranting... zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21190194-1084693180884704351?l=mylittlechampion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylittlechampion.blogspot.com/feeds/1084693180884704351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21190194&amp;postID=1084693180884704351' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21190194/posts/default/1084693180884704351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21190194/posts/default/1084693180884704351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylittlechampion.blogspot.com/2006/09/my-boss.html' title='My Boss'/><author><name>Oscar's Mommy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6697/1903/200/Picture%20001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21190194.post-4382370335743753072</id><published>2006-09-14T22:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-14T22:33:51.722+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Family....'/><title type='text'>** Want to buy? **</title><content type='html'>What is this? Are we doing mass production of boxes to pack moon cakes?  Am I baking moon cakes to sell?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/5682/2586/1600/13-09-06_2055.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" height="150" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/5682/2586/200/13-09-06_2055.jpg" width="150" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/5682/2586/1600/13-09-06_2054.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" height="150" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/5682/2586/200/13-09-06_2054.jpg" width="144" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/5682/2586/1600/13-09-06_2212.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 135px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" height="150" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/5682/2586/200/13-09-06_2212.jpg" width="150" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(the meaty man is not the butcher, but my hubby!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOPE!! Its my hubby's work.  And its one like 5% of it as the total of it... I dont't think our tiny apartment can fit.  So, hubby only brought back 5% of it to be done at home as his customer need it like soooooo urgently!!  The rest, hubby employed ppl to do liow... If he bring back and do, I think we all will have no place to walk!!!!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/5682/2586/1600/14-09-06_0653.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 172px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" height="150" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/5682/2586/200/14-09-06_0653.jpg" width="156" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/5682/2586/1600/14-09-06_0654.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/5682/2586/200/14-09-06_0654.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the finished product....... Some product which Guang Liang endorsed... Dont ask me what, I dont know and I didnt ask..... my JOB is only to assist in folding the boxes... fold fold fold till my hand hurt like mad!!!! And developed a migrain doing it!  But, I am happy cos I can help hubby in his work... at least he is not so stress.... I zzzz at 12 last night but hubby stayed up till the morning to finish it..... There are just too many parts in just ONE box!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21190194-4382370335743753072?l=mylittlechampion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylittlechampion.blogspot.com/feeds/4382370335743753072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21190194&amp;postID=4382370335743753072' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21190194/posts/default/4382370335743753072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21190194/posts/default/4382370335743753072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylittlechampion.blogspot.com/2006/09/want-to-buy.html' title='** Want to buy? **'/><author><name>Oscar's Mommy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6697/1903/200/Picture%20001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21190194.post-7274230488326848664</id><published>2006-09-12T19:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-12T19:43:58.795+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Favourites...'/><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Leslie</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Happy Birthday to you...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Today is Leslie Cheung's Birthday... And I almost forgot! So, I quickly rush home to watch one of his CD... and I took this pic for rememberance.... Nope, I am not siow, but I just adore him...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/5682/2586/1600/leslie.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 281px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 277px" height="341" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/5682/2586/400/leslie.jpg" width="219" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Aiyo, the date on the photo gila ledi la...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21190194-7274230488326848664?l=mylittlechampion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylittlechampion.blogspot.com/feeds/7274230488326848664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21190194&amp;postID=7274230488326848664' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21190194/posts/default/7274230488326848664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21190194/posts/default/7274230488326848664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylittlechampion.blogspot.com/2006/09/happy-birthday-leslie.html' title='Happy Birthday Leslie'/><author><name>Oscar's Mommy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6697/1903/200/Picture%20001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21190194.post-2086275447446102274</id><published>2006-09-12T12:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-12T13:52:47.176+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ranting..........'/><title type='text'>My Mom (Part 2)</title><content type='html'>Lunch time, so steal some time to blog.  Few nights ago I went home to mom's place for dinner.  During dinner, I sat right next to mom cos Oscar insist he wants to sit next to me and my dad... aiya that is not important. But as mom was scooping one big dallop of 'sengkuang' (those stuffing usually ppl use to make popiah but my mom cooked it and we just eat with lettuce)... I noticed something.... Mom's hand is full of green viens which is like very visible now.  From the last time I hold her hand (which was during one of our shopping trips few months ago), I did't noticed her hand was that 'old' looking.  Then I continue with my meal, and while chatting with dad and Oscar adding a few of his baby language and asking 'why the fish got sauce', 'why no cut vege small small', 'why kung kung {my dad} eat rice no soup soup' and many more why's... I turn over and saw something again which I didn't noticed in my many days spent with mom; I see wrinkles around the corner of her eyes... I see brown spots, spot of aging and also freckles on my mom's face... quite a lot of grey hair too...  Suddenly, I felt that my mom has aged like 10 years!!! Aged like 10 freaking long years!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of a sudden, I felt so guilty.  Guilty in a sense that I see mom everyday cos I need to drop Oscar off in the morning and pick Oscar up in the evening and I didn't notice this.  This "Touch n Go" visit of mine at mom's place does not allow me enuff time to really 'venture' into mom's dailies. I called sometimes during lunch time but am always afraid I will wake Oscar up on his afternoon nap cos whenever the phone rings at home, Oscar will INSIST that he picks up the phone!! Yes, our house has got a 3 year old RECEPTIONIST!.  I use to go over to mom's place on Saturdays but for the past few months, being very lazy me and also things to do in my own house, I didn't go visit mom for our usual Saturday dim sum or MegaMall shopping session.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt guilty for not being there for mom when she needed someone to hear her gossips about my aunty and uncle.... I felt guilty for always being late when I said I will be early, I felt guilty for mom's last minute cancellation meeting with her siblings because the siblings of hers like to meet like odd hours like 3 - 4 pm weekdays!! No need to work meh me.... I felt guilty that I show long and black face when mom takes Oscar to town with my aunty.............(scared she cannot handle my son ma..) Oh my dear God, I have alot of guilt and its like all over my ugly looking face!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I hate this kind of feeling.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I will sound strange cos I always decline friends gathering with the reason I want to spend time with my mom.... But, if I dont spend my quality time with the most important woman in my life, who and when should I spend time with?  I know I am bad cos when mom critic my cooking I flicked and said I LIKE... (during her stay at my house when he house underwent a minor reno), but all she did was to ask me not to add too much salt or too much oyster sauce... come to think of it, its damn salty too the food I cooked for my family......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I was writing this post, this just reminded me of a "good friend" of mine whom she love to spend time with her mom but can't take her mom's ranting sometimes... But, God made woman like that wat... rant rant rant... grumble grumble grumble... All these MOMMYies need is our attention and they feel lonely... lonely cos their husband ran out of conversation with them (hey mom and dad celebrated their 30th anniversary lately) or their son is too busy with their own girlfriend or family.......... so, left back what they called DAUGHTERs... that is us...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, no time to feel guilty now, time to compensate back those lost time with mom... must start to plan my weekend early liow!!! Ha ha, now only begining of the week, talk about weekend liow.... sei mou me... Thank you  for reading my rant.... I feel better now...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21190194-2086275447446102274?l=mylittlechampion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylittlechampion.blogspot.com/feeds/2086275447446102274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21190194&amp;postID=2086275447446102274' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21190194/posts/default/2086275447446102274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21190194/posts/default/2086275447446102274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylittlechampion.blogspot.com/2006/09/my-mom-part-2.html' title='My Mom (Part 2)'/><author><name>Oscar's Mommy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6697/1903/200/Picture%20001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21190194.post-1486590346500603031</id><published>2006-09-08T20:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-08T20:39:49.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Home Alone</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yes, we are now home alone. Daddy went for his &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://mylittlechampion.blogspot.com/2006/08/hubby-away.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;trip&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; . Daddy left this afternoon and he texted message me a few times liow....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;So, its just me and Oscar now. Oscar is now playing on his own and as usual, talking to himself! Tomorrow I am taking Oscar our to meet my friends for breakfast so I hope he will enjoy himself. Later part of the day we are going back to mom's place to have dinner.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ah..... (sigh of relieve), weekend smell is nice.......&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21190194-1486590346500603031?l=mylittlechampion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylittlechampion.blogspot.com/feeds/1486590346500603031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21190194&amp;postID=1486590346500603031' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21190194/posts/default/1486590346500603031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21190194/posts/default/1486590346500603031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylittlechampion.blogspot.com/2006/09/home-alone.html' title='Home Alone'/><author><name>Oscar's Mommy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6697/1903/200/Picture%20001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21190194.post-7049525810248433365</id><published>2006-09-06T13:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-06T13:58:38.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Please Pray</title><content type='html'>I just got to know from &lt;a href="http://www.laundryamah.blogspot.com/"&gt;LaundryAmah&lt;/a&gt; that her mother is admitted to the hospital.  I usually called her mother by the name "Ah Poh"......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah Poh called me today somewhere around 10 plus to tell me she has got breathing difficulty and also feel like fainting.  She even have difficulty in speech.... I was very worried cos LaundryAmah was out for appointment and her brother is in Bangi.  I called Ah Poh at home again and she could not talk to me anymore... No point talking to the maid! I asked one of my colleague to help me fetch Kieran and Stephanie from school and please help me see what happened to Ah Poh....I can't leave the office cos there are some urgent work to attend to.  Kieran was terrified cos he called me in the office telling me that his Ah Poh vomited non stop.... I called LaundryAmah and she is like so far away, so she require quite a lot of travelling time to go home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LaundryAmah just contacted me and informed that now her mother is in the hospital waiting for doctor..... Eh, emergency ward should always have doctor on standby ma.... why need to wait one.... Really bad service... Yes, I am now condemning private hospital... The one in Jalan Gasing.... Opposite one Nursing Home............ This is not the first time I hear blunder about this hospital....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah Poh might be fierce sometimes and her trademark would be "Oi Sei ah" (want to die ah?) but deep down she is very soft hearted and kind towards people.  She always pray for me when I tell her Oscar is not well or I am not well.  Few months back when my mom's not well... Ah Poh went to help me get some information and also recommended me a doctor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just hope that Ah Poh will be well soon and please pray for her.  LaundryAmah... please be strong.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21190194-7049525810248433365?l=mylittlechampion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylittlechampion.blogspot.com/feeds/7049525810248433365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21190194&amp;postID=7049525810248433365' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21190194/posts/default/7049525810248433365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21190194/posts/default/7049525810248433365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylittlechampion.blogspot.com/2006/09/please-pray.html' title='Please Pray'/><author><name>Oscar's Mommy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6697/1903/200/Picture%20001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21190194.post-4303803864355146163</id><published>2006-09-03T10:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-03T10:10:27.109+08:00</updated><title type='text'>** My Turn **</title><content type='html'>Yes, its my turn to get sick. Was not feeling well on Friday night and it went worst on Saturday morning.  But, I still pull myself to go to the market and work... Then, on my way back from the office, that's it! Really tak boleh tahan liow....Stopped by mom's place to rest for a while and mom made me soup and noodles... stay for a while and head home... Was lying on the bed and couch the whole of Saturday noon and evening.  Then hubby got to go for badminton game and left me and Oscar at home. He bought us dinner before he went. I had porridge and Oscar had noodles.... I noticed Oscar's appetite had increased... probably because of Ajinomoto food cos he sapu the whole packet of "kon low mien"...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I could not sleep the whole night.... and when I woke up this morning, I feel my whole body ache like mad.... Must go see doctor later la.... I suspect its my "annual" fever and flu attack! Aarrgghhhh, I hate being sick.... suppose to bring Oscar to Times Square today for a walk... I think have to cancel la my plan....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21190194-4303803864355146163?l=mylittlechampion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylittlechampion.blogspot.com/feeds/4303803864355146163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21190194&amp;postID=4303803864355146163' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21190194/posts/default/4303803864355146163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21190194/posts/default/4303803864355146163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylittlechampion.blogspot.com/2006/09/my-turn.html' title='** My Turn **'/><author><name>Oscar's Mommy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6697/1903/200/Picture%20001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21190194.post-3751933089478766539</id><published>2006-08-31T22:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-31T22:31:27.028+08:00</updated><title type='text'>whoa....107th post</title><content type='html'>Whoa.... I was telling LaundryAmah I would like to do an anniversary post when I reached the 100th post.... ooopss, I over-shot and came to the 107th post.. solly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was very happy with this blog and now with beta (only if they let me migrate) and happy that I can convinced LaundryAmah to join in the fun (at first she don't look too interested) but now, she is even more "in" than me.... Keep it up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As what is in my title, this blog is purely for my own ranting and grumbling on my day to day stuff and for me to keep my sanity in check at times! And its a journal for me to jot down how fast time flies and how Oscar have grown right in front of my own eyes.... Love this new hobby of mine.... Happy Blogging!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21190194-3751933089478766539?l=mylittlechampion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylittlechampion.blogspot.com/feeds/3751933089478766539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21190194&amp;postID=3751933089478766539' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21190194/posts/default/3751933089478766539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21190194/posts/default/3751933089478766539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylittlechampion.blogspot.com/2006/08/whoa107th-post.html' title='whoa....107th post'/><author><name>Oscar's Mommy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6697/1903/200/Picture%20001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21190194.post-7972271835064436224</id><published>2006-08-31T14:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-31T15:00:36.539+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Got tagged!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://laundryamah.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;LaundryAmah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt; tagged me la.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, here it is............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Would like to be a SAHM one day when hubby 'fatt tatt' ledi....&lt;br /&gt;2) Always find time for my mom cos she is the best... I love you mommy...&lt;br /&gt;3) Love to sleep during weekends...&lt;br /&gt;4) Love snacking in between meals.... very bad!&lt;br /&gt;5) Favourite hobby: IRONING....... (yeah, serious!)&lt;br /&gt;6) Love to spend time with the two most important man of my life :- My Hubby and My Son...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Aiya 6 only where go enuff, I add 2 more ah...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;7) Laugh like 'possessed' whenever I hear a funny joke...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;8) Looked like LaundryAmah ..... (must post our photo together)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Ok la, enuff la, if not ppl say I rant and rant non-stop pulak.... he he.... not tagging anyone cos the ppl I want to tagged, kena tagged by LaundryAmah liow..... See, want to snack again... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21190194-7972271835064436224?l=mylittlechampion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylittlechampion.blogspot.com/feeds/7972271835064436224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21190194&amp;postID=7972271835064436224' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21190194/posts/default/7972271835064436224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21190194/posts/default/7972271835064436224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylittlechampion.blogspot.com/2006/08/got-tagged.html' title='Got tagged!'/><author><name>Oscar's Mommy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6697/1903/200/Picture%20001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21190194.post-8604446063655164551</id><published>2006-08-31T14:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-31T14:31:00.881+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gay &amp; Lesbian</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Do&lt;/span&gt; not know why all of a sudden I fell like writing about gay and lesbian. Probably its because I have just watched Oprah Winfrey and its on the topic of "Coming Out". Today's topic features individuals who come out to tell the truth about their sexual preferences and also to accept the facts that they are 'not normal'.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel for these people. Not that I am '&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;les&lt;/span&gt;' or what but I have a very good friend whom he could not tell anyone that he prefers men than women. He could not even come to terms himself that he likes men cos he feels very 'rejected'. I asked if he tried to talked to his parents about this, and his reply was "What! You want my mom and dad to die from heart attack after hearing this is it?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is a very good friend of mine. He is my shoulder to cry and whine on when I am down. Its very much comfortable to confront and to grumble to some one who you know he is like one of your sister; if you get what I mean. He is always there for all of us as he is not attached or anything, so as and when we needed a ride, needed a companion over a meal or even needed a 'part time' &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;bb&lt;/span&gt; sitter, he is there for us all..... He is the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;bestest&lt;/span&gt; of the best among us all.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In our society, especially Asian, we are not expose to the facts about gay and lesbians. Asians would classify people like this as '&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;sampah&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;masyarakat&lt;/span&gt;'! But, hey, what is wrong with that? I am a happily married woman but I know how it feels if you love another person who is the same gender as you. We do not realise that gay and lesbians too need love and attention like we all too. They do not asked GOD to 'make' them a gay or lesbians but they are &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;born-ed&lt;/span&gt; as 'gay' and 'lesbian'; its just that it will take some time for them to realise and 'come out'...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I do not see what is wrong about accepting gay and lesbian into our &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;community&lt;/span&gt;. My friend dare not confess that he is gay until 3 years ago (he is 4 yrs my senior) while I chatted with him over the phone. It all started when I told him I am going to give birth soon and going to be a mommy &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;bla&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;bla&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;bla&lt;/span&gt;...... Out of nowhere, he blurted out "I think I am gay".... and I was like "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Mmmm&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt;, are you sure?" and then the conversation goes on.... As he is my very good friend, all I wanted for him is for him to be happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it wrong to be different? Is it wrong be happy with the people we like but of the same gender? Why do we reject them? Not that I am encouraging this because I have a son and it would be the last thing on earth to know that one day Oscar comes home and tells me that he wants to get married but to a guy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;truly&lt;/span&gt; believe that as long as they are happy with what their decision is, we should stand by them and support them. Do you agree with me?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21190194-8604446063655164551?l=mylittlechampion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylittlechampion.blogspot.com/feeds/8604446063655164551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21190194&amp;postID=8604446063655164551' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21190194/posts/default/8604446063655164551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21190194/posts/default/8604446063655164551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylittlechampion.blogspot.com/2006/08/gay-lesbian.html' title='Gay &amp; Lesbian'/><author><name>Oscar's Mommy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6697/1903/200/Picture%20001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21190194.post-5770256216562457777</id><published>2006-08-31T14:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-31T14:11:15.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Mini Conversation with Oscar 5</title><content type='html'>Last night while driving out for dinner with Oscar, I asked him this:-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Would you like to go for a trip on an aeroplane?&lt;br /&gt;Oscar: *???*&lt;br /&gt;Me: Oscar, go kai kai on aeroplane, you want?&lt;br /&gt;Oscar: O o o o Ok!&lt;br /&gt;Me: Then we will go on a holiday on an aeroplane.... (me telling daddy)&lt;br /&gt;Oscar: Then we can hold the sky and catch the moon.....&lt;br /&gt;Me and Hubby: *burst into laughter*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See, kids has got very strong imagination. Why Oscar said he wants to catch hold of the sky and moon is because he always pointed at the sky when its dark and asked "why the sky dark dark, no on the light isit?" and "why moon up there, huh? ask moon to come here".... So, since the sky and the moon is so out of his reach, he has decided to "go" to them on our coming "aeroplane" trip. Planning on a short holiday this year end before Oscar goes to school. Not going too far, any suggestion?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21190194-5770256216562457777?l=mylittlechampion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylittlechampion.blogspot.com/feeds/5770256216562457777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21190194&amp;postID=5770256216562457777' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21190194/posts/default/5770256216562457777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21190194/posts/default/5770256216562457777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylittlechampion.blogspot.com/2006/08/my-mini-conversation-with-oscar-5.html' title='My Mini Conversation with Oscar 5'/><author><name>Oscar's Mommy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6697/1903/200/Picture%20001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21190194.post-5271137849410204444</id><published>2006-08-28T20:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-28T20:31:27.224+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Mini Conversation with Oscar 4</title><content type='html'>This evening will be a very very looooong evening for me cos Oscar took nap and he like slept for almost 4.5 hrs!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I reached mom's place about 6.30pm today and found that Oscar is still taking his nap!!! I was like..."Mom, why did you let him sleep till so late? Why didn't you wake him up?" Mom just answered "He is sleepy so I let him sleep la..." Me like... huh @#$%$#@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, I tried to "kacau" Oscar and I was like tickling his feet and kissing him all over his face... He is still not budging! In fact, he snoored a bit! Sigh, then I went to the dining hall to "makan"...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oscar woke up 15 mins later and have the chic to tell me this:-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oscar: *rub* *rub* *eyes*... why mommy so late? oscar sleep already....&lt;br /&gt;Me: *still chewing my chicken* huh, mommy came early but you were still sleeping...&lt;br /&gt;Oscar: mommy so naughty, now dark dark already, how to ride bicycle... dim hou (how?)&lt;br /&gt;Me: aiya, then you ride inside the house la...&lt;br /&gt;Oscar: not nice wan... *turn around and decide not to talk to me and talked to mom instead*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See la... you so sayang him and he do this to you.... *sob* but I still so sayang him... and just now in the car Oscar said "Mommy... Oscar so san-yang...." This really completes my day....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21190194-5271137849410204444?l=mylittlechampion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylittlechampion.blogspot.com/feeds/5271137849410204444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21190194&amp;postID=5271137849410204444' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21190194/posts/default/5271137849410204444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21190194/posts/default/5271137849410204444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylittlechampion.blogspot.com/2006/08/my-mini-conversation-with-oscar-4.html' title='My Mini Conversation with Oscar 4'/><author><name>Oscar's Mommy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6697/1903/200/Picture%20001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21190194.post-2691768717046092797</id><published>2006-08-26T15:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-26T15:39:05.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Is it too much?</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#330099;"&gt;Was discussing with &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://laundryamah.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#330099;"&gt;LaundryAmah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#330099;"&gt; yesterday about &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://wordpress.com"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#330099;"&gt;WordPress&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#330099;"&gt; and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.multiply.com"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#330099;"&gt;Multiply&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#330099;"&gt;. Really crazy cos as we were discussing, LaundryAmah already signed in a member!! She really 'geng' and fast... I wanted to yesterday but was contemplating cos I just signed in with Multiply... Can't hold on to too many at one time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#330099;"&gt;Then, today when I woke up this morning, the laptop is just too tempting! I have to do something! So, I signed myself in WP.... one lead to another and I am actually migrating.... Backing up whatever is necessary.... and also figuring out how to use wordpress already. Set-up the page and etc etc....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#330099;"&gt;So, do you think I should migrate to WP or stick to the all new Blogger Beta?  Errr, "One Soul with Two Hearts" (Translate it in Chinese la...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21190194-2691768717046092797?l=mylittlechampion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylittlechampion.blogspot.com/feeds/2691768717046092797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21190194&amp;postID=2691768717046092797' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21190194/posts/default/2691768717046092797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21190194/posts/default/2691768717046092797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylittlechampion.blogspot.com/2006/08/is-it-too-much.html' title='Is it too much?'/><author><name>Oscar's Mommy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6697/1903/200/Picture%20001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21190194.post-1715078956518001802</id><published>2006-08-24T21:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-24T22:09:44.911+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Arrgghhh.... so jam!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Yes, was talking about the jam I experienced just now. I left the office at 6.30pm today and guessed what time I reached home? Two and a half hour later!!!! Sei Mou... ok la, I yakked at mom's place for about half an hour but, it took me two hours to reach home, this is too much la. I worked in PJ and stay in Cheras wor... usually no jam from office to mom's place only takes me 10 mins and from mom's place to my house is another 15 mins... So? What is wrong today??? Yes, the heavy downpour that lasted for only freaking 45 mins!!! 45 mins can cause disaster like this.... On my way back the whole journey is JAM JAM JAM JAM!!!!!Shiaks! Its like a HUGE parking lot with cars all lite up and all with their third brake light and I can actually hear drivers swearing! Serious....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then, this have to happen to me at this time!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/5682/2586/1600/24-08-06_1928.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 261px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px" height="188" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/5682/2586/400/24-08-06_1928.jpg" width="255" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;** E &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;for Enough&lt;/span&gt; and F is for Finish maybe???!!! **&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Grrrr... car almost ran out of petrol and I am not even half way home and got to get stuck in a jam... so you say la, my evening FANTASTIC ar not??  And Oscar pulak for fever again! Sienzzz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21190194-1715078956518001802?l=mylittlechampion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylittlechampion.blogspot.com/feeds/1715078956518001802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21190194&amp;postID=1715078956518001802' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21190194/posts/default/1715078956518001802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21190194/posts/default/1715078956518001802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylittlechampion.blogspot.com/2006/08/arrgghhh-so-jam.html' title='Arrgghhh.... so jam!!!!'/><author><name>Oscar's Mommy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6697/1903/200/Picture%20001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21190194.post-1776458502707280795</id><published>2006-08-24T21:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-24T21:50:48.049+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wRoNG ShOEs...</title><content type='html'>Hmmm, this evening due to the horrible jam and also something happened at home, I don't feel like blogging. But, when I took my phone to clear and download some photos, I stumbled accross this.... ha ha , made me LOLROTF....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/5682/2586/1600/kylie%201.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 245px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 238px" height="238" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/5682/2586/400/kylie%201.jpg" width="243" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/5682/2586/1600/kylie%202.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 244px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 236px" height="219" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/5682/2586/400/kylie%202.jpg" width="244" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Spot the 'funni-ness'... hehehe.. muaks muaks kylie...She was under my care for 10 mins and this is what happned... look at her shoe or slippers!?? So bad la me...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21190194-1776458502707280795?l=mylittlechampion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylittlechampion.blogspot.com/feeds/1776458502707280795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21190194&amp;postID=1776458502707280795' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21190194/posts/default/1776458502707280795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21190194/posts/default/1776458502707280795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylittlechampion.blogspot.com/2006/08/wrong-shoes.html' title='wRoNG ShOEs...'/><author><name>Oscar's Mommy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6697/1903/200/Picture%20001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21190194.post-4217737428333325470</id><published>2006-08-22T22:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-22T22:32:16.845+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lunch today</title><content type='html'>Alot of you out there know that I work together with &lt;a href="http://laundryamah.blogspot.com"&gt;Laundryamah&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today she went out for customer service... but 7 early 8 early she made me and another colleague this for lunch....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/5682/2586/1600/22-08-06_1237.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 145px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 138px" height="123" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/5682/2586/320/22-08-06_1237.jpg" width="169" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/5682/2586/1600/22-08-06_1304.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" height="137" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/5682/2586/320/22-08-06_1304.jpg" width="142" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;=&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/5682/2586/1600/22-08-06_1431.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 148px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 137px" height="133" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/5682/2586/320/22-08-06_1431.jpg" width="148" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                           One bowl of yummy soup mihun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took the first spoonful and the soup tasted just the way i like it... SALTY! Then, the door bell have to ring and I have no choice but to 'abandoned' my hot mihun... Customer ma, so must serve them first lor.  These are very long winded customer, yak yak yak non stop.  But I am sure it pays off cos they will come again next month to pay the deposit. YEAH!  Then, when this prospect left (after 1 long hr) came another customer pulak!! Oh man... also yadda yadda yadda for 1/2 hr.. luckily he is also in a hurry.  So, by the time I go back to my bowl of noodles, its no longer hot and tasted weird cos the soup and mihun all soft and cold....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aiya, lazy to reheat, so I just ate what ever is in the bowl.. I would have enjoyed it more if it if hot but too bad..... Sigh, what ah?  People know its lunch time and yet they still popped by to 'kacau'??? Grrrrr....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21190194-4217737428333325470?l=mylittlechampion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylittlechampion.blogspot.com/feeds/4217737428333325470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21190194&amp;postID=4217737428333325470' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21190194/posts/default/4217737428333325470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21190194/posts/default/4217737428333325470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylittlechampion.blogspot.com/2006/08/lunch-today.html' title='Lunch today'/><author><name>Oscar's Mommy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6697/1903/200/Picture%20001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry></feed>
