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So, everybody has an opinion about yesterday's rally in KL, right? Sadly, that's not what I'm gonna talk about today. Just saying that even our sleepy town here bubbled with unrest when our beloved 'angkasawan' (Malaysian term for astronaut'), Dato' Syeikh Muszaphar landed here for an event with the 'rakyat'. Of course, we're excited to welcome his arrival. A friend even organized a program

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 Source   Where is Anne? Head above the buttercups, Walking by the stream, Down among the buttercups. Where is Anne? Walking with her man, Lost in a dream, Lost among the buttercups. What has she got in that little brown head? Wonderful thoughts which can never be said. What has she got in that firm little fist of hers? Somebody's thumb, and it feels like Christopher's  

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There was a time that I was the self-proclaimed 'food snob'. Growing up, we've always had soups and masak kicap, fried chicken and quick & easy stir-fry meals. Basically mild and bland foods.  Konon tekak mat saleh. Occasionally we'll have curry to cater to my younger bro's appetite. Even if there are other dishes on the table, I won't touch them and would only go for my safe and comfort food.

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It's anniversary time. No, no, it's not the kind that you might think, it's our car's anniversary that's coming up. I've just serviced my car (which I should have done since last November). Our Latio is three years old come April and I've gotta spare some cash for the road tax and insurance. So much for an anniversary gift, huh? But our dear old Honda Civic, the car my husband's driving,

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We were playing I Spy in the car. It was the girl's turn. "I spy with my little eye, something that starts with the letter.......M!" I looked around and guessed motorcycle, moon, mosque. All wrong. She giggled. I gave up. "What is it?" "AMBULANCE laaahhhh!" Buahahahhahahaahaahaahaaa!  We couldn't stop laughing. I thought she was joking. She didn't get the joke. But never mind,

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Everything around me is breaking down- my mixer, my formsite, that stoopid networkedblogs app on FB, my heart, my brain. I have so many plans to execute before the year ends. If things don't improve, I might have a nervous breakdown myself. Oh wait, it's starting already.

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She's been asking and asking about it impatiently for months and when the day finally arrived, she was in a state of disbelief. Kinda blase or uninterested even, if I might say. Yes, it was the day of her 5th birthday. The day that I promised her a great big party day and she could have all her friends over. We'd have a huge heckuva cake, a pinata, music, games and silly hats and masks. A

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A Concise Guide On What Almost All Mothers Go Through When Their Children Have Kutu 1) Cut hair short-short. 2) Shampoo hair with kutu shampoo - leave on hair for 5 minutes or as directed on the packaging 3) Rinse hair. 4) Put on kutu lotion, massage into scalp & hair. 5) Wrap hair into a turban with a napkin. 6) Make up a fun bedtime story to go with the turban-like headgear 7) Now do the

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I'm still alive, I swear I'm still alive although this blog of mine is half-dead! No one wants to hear my cerita basi about raya so bury that story under the rock I've been hiding all these while together with all other sob stories. Ini tempat ku bergumbira, horey-horey, happy-happy.  Nunu, relieved that we finally escape the horrible congestion at the Penang ferry

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Assalamualaikum everyone. Ramadhan is here once again and I've been planning to do this for quite sometime. I've been making this business as a side income and we all know that, for all the blessings and rizq we receive from the Almighty, it is not 100% ours to keep. Sebahagian daripada rezeki itu adalah hak orang lain. So, I'm announcing that 10%

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I usually don't care much about giveaways and online contests. Tapi bila hati sudah jatuh chenta.... Does anyone knows Kelly? The Mrs Kelly Walther? You don't? Well, you better do. She does things and she goes places. And she's giving away this pretty apron. No, I correct myself. She's giving TEN of this pretty apron away. Try your luck, why not?

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To some people, house birds that nested around their houses are pests. They bring dry grass, straw and other junks into the crevices of your house and leave bird poop in at your front door. In my grandma's house, they poop all over her bathroom in the guest room. She complains to me all the time about the smell and the back breaking chore of cleaning up. But she never once told us to try get

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"Mama, what is horse?" "Horse is kuda, sayang." "Teeeet! Salah! Horse tu HORSE-PITAL lah, Mama!" *senyum sweet-sweet macam ni* Terkena aku.

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Free ice-cream vouchers, courtesy of the most cekik-darah 'international' bank ever.

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* This is an old post which I notice was put in draft mode. I can't remember why. When I hit the publish button, it's published on a current date. Malas lak nak check when was the actual date. Kalau rajin, bacalah...* This post is actually a response to Nin's and dedicated to all mothers (and fathers alike) out there who are pulling their hair and gauging their eyes out of their sockets while

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For the school hols this time around, I'm quite proud to report that we did go places. Well, just one place to be frank, but that's good enough!  Thanks Acu Fizah for whisking us away from our mundane Tuesday afternoon for ad-hoc excursion at Penang Butterfly Farm. The last time I went there was when I was 10, I think!  Pic's a lil' blurry

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Today I'm giving thanks instead of complaining Seeking  forgiveness instead of condemning Nurturing affection rather than harboring resentment Look for the beautiful and be awed Glimpse at the unsightly and leave it to the Lord Not to overanalyze Or scrutinize Striving Instead of settling Do what I love Read Write Blog Bake Sing Dance Photograph

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Been having such shitty days lately... I've lost interest in FB and Twitter, Blogger's been giving such a hard time, berukband's been acting up and nothing I do seem right. Baking isn't letting my steam off like it used to and I need an outlet to vent. Very badly! So in here it goes and I don't care if I'll ever hit the 'publish' button, but if I do, well good for me!  What's been eating me?

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Between work, home, family, the cupcakery business, that's been steadily picking up, the Raggedy Shop and everything else in between, it's fairly easy to leave this old blog of mine on the sideline.  Most of the time, the feeling of guilt plagued me whenever I try to sneak in some time for this blog, when my mind slowly wanders to the piles of

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One of my earlier regrettable mommy moment was making the decision to cut my child's bangs all by myself, resulting to a bugled bangs situation. It's inevitable that a proper haircut was coming. I couldn't be trimming her bangs every two weeks myself, and she kept losing her hair clips, hair grips and whatnot at school. Often she came home from school looking like this.

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Hey there. What's new? Nothing, really. Life happens. And oh yeah, the Raggedy Shop happened too. Do drop by.

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Butlers have always fascinated me. Popular images of them are potrayed as more than just a manservant with their posh stature and usually dry British wit. My earliest memory of the iconic butler are the classic Mr. Belvedere and the truly lovable Niles, from The Nanny sitcom. Oooh, his manipulative and sabotaging ways always put a smile on my face, and his insults to his arch-enemy  turned love

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Who would have thought she'd regain her crown this year? I surely didn't. I commented to Martian that bertambah-tambah rezeki dan harta Dato' Siti (niat dalam hati komen yang baik-baik je tau) and then dia boleh kata apa tau? "Eleh, artis. Rezeki tara mana sangat." I just kept quite. When it comes to the concept of rizq, I dare not judge people from their careers or what they do to gain

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Town planning Hatching a plan to finally take over the world

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 I've been meaning to update the blog with something worthwhile, but as usual, a lot of things are holding me back. Heck, I'm hardly on FB and YM even! I could go on and on about what those things are, but some other day then. I'll spare you guys the details. However, I've been dying to share this delish carrot cake recipe, originally given to me by Babybooned and adapted to my taste. I swear

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Oftentimes, I have to explain to the girl that the cakes or cupcakes on the table are not for her, but for my customers, or in our favourite bahasa baku, 'pelanggan' (yes, I make it a point to introduce her bombastic BM vocabs - words like 'bersemangat' and 'memberansangkan') I felt a stab in my heart when, while playing masak-masak, and I wanted to taste

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"Momma, tengok tu! Bas buku!" I have to hide my chuckle. If she sees me making fun of her words, she'll protest and pout - LOUDLY. I was driving, you see, and a cries of protest Was the last thing I needed. You need your sanity while you're navigating through the roads of this sleepy town but traffic busy ya-amat-macam-pekan-Tanjung. What bas buku is she talking about? Well, it's the

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If there's a song I'd like to dedicate to my children, something for them to remember as they're growing up in this beautiful but cruel world, it'll be this Lee Ann Womack's song. Here's sharing the meaningful lyrics. Simply breathtaking. I hope you never lose your sense of wonder You get your fill to eat but always keep that hunger May you never take one single

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Hey guys! After much deliberation, I've already chosen the winners of the contest based on the fastest correct answer in my comment box. Initially, there's only 1 prize, but coz I'm so generous I'm giving away 2! Hehe... The first prize goes to Soho Mom coz she tried so hard and was so persistent! She deserved to win lah, I give her A++ for 'affort' (A, effort, geddit? Ouh never mind...) With

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***STICKY POST***  There are a few winners already, but I'm going to extend the contest and give away more prizes. The new regulation if to follow this blog AND my cupcake blog and become a fan (that means you'll have to have an FB account) and you're qualified! Scroll down to look for more clues. Good luck!

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Watching the  tween sensation, Justine Bieber's on MTV the other day made me reminisce of my Hanson days.  How I miss those hormone-charged, idiosyncratic days. My best memory of their songs would be the me feeling all forlorn at a beautiful beach in Pangkor during an English camp for freshies organized by my college . Drowning in my misery coz I had to spend another 2 years doing matric

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 Hullo guys! Do I have an exciting announcement. Wanna win a cool laptop skin for your old beat up but much beloved laptop? Just join the "What on earth did Nunu put in her ear?" and the notebook skin of your choice worth RM25 is yours! It comes with  a front cover, 2 pieces of wrist covers AND a keyboard cover. There's no closing date, so the first person to give the correct answer will get

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The significant month of February literally zooms past me and over my head. Although I'm at a good place right now, things just get a little bit crazier and more hectic than ever. More challenges came my way but I'm not daunted - just trying to keep my head above water and charge on and just  be thankful that the Lord grants me with everything I could wish for right now. Recently, I've been

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Trying to pass as a baking authority would be too funny to believe. But I swear that wherever I go, people say my butter cake taste different. So I tell them, it's vanilla butter cake.  But they still say there's something unusual about my cake that sets apart from the rest. But of course, the butter cakes they've had has vanilla in it. I feel sorry for them, they must

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Gosh, it's been ages since my last Feel Good Friday post. I've been blessed with such a great day today, lots of things to feel blessed about - I feel happy, energized and very optimistic. Despite last week's bout of flu & general unwellness, I recovered in a few days with minimal whining. I fought the bugs and didn't let them take away my spirit (which happens all the time when I get sick at

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Google greeted me this morning with a very sweet image from a painting by Norman Rockwell, a popular 20th-century American painter and illustrator, whose birthday is today. I couldn't get over this painting. Hilarious! Images from here Why? Coz I did that to Nunu just days ago! That little imp disturbed me while I was reading on the couch so that was her

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Yes! Finally after almost a month of being broadbandless and twitching nervously due to withdrawal syndromes, I'm finally back! Sent back that blasted green modem from that blasted green service provider (who made me fuming mad for blacklisting me for a write off account I never knew existed! Woi, you can't call me to inform kaa?) and I took my own sweet time looking for a better alternative. 

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I am a simple girl who doesn't have that many wants in her wishlist. Other than a new mixer and a dressing table of my own (sharing it with a guy who has 30 bottles of perfume sucks, you know), I couldn't care less about material things. I know I should work more on that, "It's not bad to want things, Will" (Terri from Glee, Episode 1) But when it comes to indulging in sweet treats I've been

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Thanks to her Pak Teh, Nunu has taken enjoyment in the Photobooth function on my mac. We now have more snapshots of her nostrils and foot than my hard drive can endure. Though it might look like I'm having too much fun here myself. p/s: Wonder what's those yellow stuff on her teeth? It's her breakfast - chewed up honey stars.

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For the longest time, I've been dying to try out the Cuppacakes by Wondermilk. I've been an avid follower of their progress for years and their story is an inspiration to not just me, but a lot of other cupcake bakers around. Imagine my surprise when my brother told me a while back that he and the proprietors of the cupcake cafe are pretty chummy. So chummy that he even get a staff discount *

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Phew, the amazing girl is four. Can you believe it? I swear at times you're much older than that, what with that smarty-pants mouth of hers that could've fooled anyone who'd think she's five or more. Plus she's on the 'bulat & montel' side now and wearing sizes for five year olds. But smarty pants or not, and no matter how advanced her vocabulary is (someone remarked

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I'm typing this post at the airport, sneaking as much time as I can although initially we had about 8 hours to kill over here. But you get my point, that when your kid is obsessed with her favourite videos on the lappie, whatever time you get for yourself is a blessing. Whatever it is, it's Nunu's birthday today! For posterity, I think I might just post a wish right now and something else more

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Well, hello December! Didn't realize you'll be here so soon. Last week's trip to KL for Aidil Adha went well. As usual, it was just me and Nunu and my parents coz Mr Martian had to stay back for his cousin's wedding in Penang. Due to the lack of baking mojo lately, I woke up at 4 am to get something prepared, chocolate banana cheesecake and cupcakes. Suicide I know, but

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By right, I shouldn't run out of things to blog about. My head is so full of flotsam and jetsam swimming at the top of my brains just waiting to spillover or simply burst from silly overANALyzation. Here's one thing I can't wait to get out of my system. I'm more excited about the upcoming Amelia Earhart movie than the most anticipated vampire movie of the decade. I don't know, although I

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No, she hasn't turned four yet, not until early next month. Four is her position in class based on the previous exam she had. Her principal commented that she's done a great job, considering the fact that she didn't look too keen while doing her papers. She's always up with so many nonsense that the teacher's let her finish her paper whenever she felt like it. Truthfully, I wasn't sure how to

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In the market situation right now, where people are looking for alternative ways to invest their money, a wise mother would advise her daughter to go for gold , to be more precise buy gold coins as a measure to protect your money against any economic, political, social or currency-based crises. That's been the way for generations, so the best guess is gold will never cease in value. I've met an

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"Hey! Momma," Yeaaahhh, she calls everyone with a quick hey these days. "Momma, momma, dengar ni Nuha eja!" "B-O Bo, D-O do. BO!DO! Hahahahahahaaa!" Bertuah punya anak... lain yang ajar, lain yang dia belajar.

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Just a brief update about the not-so-little Nunu. We just had a kenduri tahlil for my late Tok Kecik last Saturday and everyone was surprised to see how much Nunu have grown. I mean, I'm serious, she's becoming more & more 'montel' each day! I'm really glad that she's growing really well, she was such a scrawny kid before that I keep getting comments that I didn't feed

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As much as I love this song, I didn't bother to find out who the original singer was until recently. That's pretty weird, considering how much of a youtube freak I am. So, enjoy this live version. I'd love to put up the original music video version, just because El Nuno looks so beautiful in it, too bad the link's disabled.

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 On Monday morning, I almost had a head-on collision with a truck. There, I blogged about it finally. I've been putting off to write this post with every excuses available under the sun, (although I could have tweeted about it almost immediately if it wasn't for M*xis zero-coverage in the area) I swapped cars with Mom earlier that Sunday night, because I needed Mom's CRV to visit a

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... coz it's eating me up whole. I've lost my voice, or in this case, my will and inspiration to write again. I don't know if it's plain laziness or sheer hopelessness. No longer do I care to part of a 'community' or blog socializing as I call it. I'd rather lurk around my Google Reader and just keep up with everyone else by being a silent reader. Enough about my whine story, let's move on to

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No thanks to playlist.com, even I don't come around here often enough! Of course I'm delusional to think people actually come here coz they love to listen to my playlist. You guys all care for Nunu only, right? But for me, my blog is my virtual home. For scrooges like me who hardly spends on music, I rely on my free playlists and internet radio almost everyday to get by. But all good things

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... and on the eve of Eid, the Raya Grinch slinked away, his scheme to steal our Raya foiled at the call of the 'takbir'. What a whirlwind celebration. Still, it was a low key affair at my folks' home that morning. Everyone was in a jolly mood although we were missing our dearest Tok Kecik and my younger brother (who had to spend his Eid in Turkmenistan) And me? I'm just

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"Jom tengok Nenek Kecik dalam bilik!" "Nenek takde, sayang. Dah lupa ke, Nenek kan dah pass away hari tu?" "Nenek dah masuk kubur ke? Yang kita siram-siram dah letak bunga-bunga tu?Dah pegi jumpa Tuhan Allah?" The term 'Tuhan Allah' tu hasil pengaruh sinetron Sulaiman a few months ago. "Yes, jom kita sedekah al-Fatihah kat Nenek, supaya Nenek masuk heaven, ok?" And she proceeds to recite

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Sometimes, when I'm up to my elbows and nose with butter and flour, or when I'm having one of those bad frosting day, do you know what I wish for? Well, a typical house-wifey fantasy of course (not, not a maid, and not a pubescent gardener as well) but a for Eric Leong Peter Marr to spring a surprise kitchen and dining makeover in my house. I believe I'd definitely be a better baker/cook if (a)

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Did anyone read today's Harian Metro's headline? Subhanallah, was that man possessed? I couldn't imagine the anguish of the little boy's family now. ********************************** I have a proper post drafted actually, with photos too. But not only photo uploading is a little sluggish (what's with the new publishing on blogger huh?) , I was waiting for my mojo jojo to make a comeback. Oh

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There's nothing more useful than an eager helper who would gladly lick off all those chocolate on your baking utensils. Cleaning up is a breeze.Then again, there is saying that baking is just an excuse to eat cake batter!

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by Serafina Ophelia.Stumbled upon this funny video. If you haven't seen the video, this is something you can't miss.I wonder if Nunu would compose something like this?Ibu dan Apple?Ibu dan Blogger?Ibu dan Twitter?

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One of the privileges of joining a trade or a business organization is, you get invited to some cool functions and launches. As much as I love the sharing of knowledge and meeting new people, I must admit I enjoy the free food too!Last Saturday, I was lucky enough to be invited by a friend to a cooking demo at Naza Hotel Penang. We had a function with Bank Islam in the morning where I played the

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I rarely drop by this space anymore, my old abandoned home, casualty of the current pursuit of mine. Sometimes I couldn't help thinking that behind all these self-sabotaging actions, what I really wanted in life to let go of certain things.But I can't simply do that, really. Too complicated, or is it just ... pride stopping me? Security? But at what cost?Ah, such inane thoughts and ramblings of a

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Sometime around middle of July, when I was frazzled with the happenings in my life (still am actually), I had to deal with Nunu's refusal to attend school. I had a difficult time trying to get her ready, that I gave up halfway, couldn't be bothered. From ampang jajar parkI slacked a lot. And if was so tiring taking care of a girl who never gets tired! Daily trips to the playground and she still

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Would it be too much if I say that, if it wasn't for her, I wouldn't be where I am or be the person I am today? I wouldn't have chosen this path in life? I wouldn't have met my soul-mate?I believe it was her revolutionary craft that has created a path to my destiny now, although I've never actually practiced in advertising after uni. And while I was there doing my assignment, a series of

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*Warning, rambling bimbotic entry ahead*When it comes to my favourite movies, I have lots that come to my mind. But ask me about my favourite actress or actor, you got me stuck there for a while. For someone who watches E! a lot, it's surprising that I have difficulty to have a favourite (probably I loved them all!). I have great respect for many actors and actresses, as great movies and good

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Here's the project that I've been working on for weeks.And here's the outcome. I finally did it, you guys.These are just a peek. Head over to my other blog to read more about it ok. Insya-allah, I'll be getting some orders soon. Pray for my success, OK.Welcome to Liplickin' - not your average cupcake :)

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It's been a really tough week for me and my family, life & daily routine thrown totally off-track. First, my Tok (who stays right next to my house) had a serious skin infection (stail orang tua-tua la, senang kata, 'kayap') and I've been taking turns with my aunties to look after her. It's really heartbreaking seeing her in so much pain so we try to make her as comfortable as possible and keep

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As I was browsing through my iPhoto, I found this series of photos taken at a water park last year and they seem so funny now when I think of it!Venue: On a tramScenario: Nunu just met a new friendHiii...Emm... hello?Watchu got there, my friend?Err.... a lolly? Why?Now, the next series of photos are gonna break your heart.Lick... lick... lick...Hmm, this lolly is good Momma!Omm nomm nomm....Oh,

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A community service message fit for this rainy season & before the musim sakit arrives, dedicated to my one time blogger-friend MarinadelRey.This is the petua from my Mom which comes in handy whenever I have a sore and itchy throat. I usually try this first before I consume any cough syrup or if the cough is not the phlegmy kind.The dry looking fruit is called buah kembang semangkuk, those brown

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I first heard about Little Penang Street Market from Jess quite a while ago, but the interest to check the place out only piqued when sometime in April, I met a gentleman who makes and sells miniature ships there. After reading at their website on what they have to offer, I'm desperate to experience for myself this wonderful effort to bring art and Penang culture together.So last Sunday, when the

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Just when you think that you're done with the outpouring tributes to the late MJ, here I come with another cheesy one to add to the overwhelming pile. I didn't think I wanted to do this initially as I felt that it is best that I grieve in my own quiet way, coz you can't really consider me as a die-hard fan.I don't own any of his albums, I didn't keep any posters, pictures or newspaper clippings

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Dearest Nunu,Ever since I knew that I'm expecting a girl the first time I went for the scan, I was ecstatic. Every mother secretly wishes that her firstborn's a baby girl I'm sure, purely for girly cuteness factor. But when you came along, little that I know that you were gonna be a challenge for me. Not only that with your perennially bald head (not your fault dear, it's purely genetic) and

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Pic by Miguel Vidal / ReutersSaw this on this week's msnbc The Week in Pictures.A 4-year-old girl dressed in costume takes a break during the "Coca" celebration in Redondela in rural northeastern Spain on June 11. One of the traditions of the festival is for mothers to dance with costumed young daughters on their shoulders. The tradition is taken from a local legend, believed to have its origins

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Yesterday evening, the chatty guy who came to service our water treatment system commented that we have a beautiful house. We get that all the time, and some Chinese folks who passed by believed that our village house has good feng shui, that one time, an elderly man offered my grandmother a good sum of cash for one of her trees planted in the front part of our yard (the tree has been chopped

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Dearest momma friends,It is with deepest regret to inform that Momma's blogging and blog-hopping activities will be extremely restricted from now on, if it isn't slow enough already.The reason behind this is that I have mastered the use of the mouse and am now enjoying every single opportunity I have at my favourite websites.As Momma thinks it is such an important milestone that I've learnt to

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For several months, I've been trying to record Nunu's recital of the al-fatihah and some of the du'as and zikir she's been learning at school. This is the best I can do. Kids as young as 1 year can easily absorb all these du'as apparently. Next, we'll try to teach her the 3 Quls.

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In my whole adult life, I've never had shoes besides the colour of black, blue and beige (minus that one time I bought a pair of pink kenduri shoes with the tacky bow).And I've always had this love hate relationship with shoes coz I was always envious of girls who can wear nice shoes. Sometimes I see those oversized makcik-makcik teetering precariously on their heels so selambaly and wonder what

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Dearest Martian,Thanks to all those war-themed DVD movies of yours, our beloved daughter is training herself military & psychological warfare to launch a coup d'etat soon. Prepare to be dethroned and surrender all power involving the rights of TV channels and the side of the bed closest to the air conditioner.armed combat with her home made riflewar faceDeath-kickHer army and the attack plan, I

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A few years ago, I contemplated getting Martian a personalized bathrobe, and got ribbed pretty bad about it. August is still 2 months away, but I'm already thinking of getting him personalized laundry bags with all the laundry he's bringing back from his recent bowling tournament (that explains why he was away for almost 2 weeks). Seriously, I've never been sick of doing laundry ever, but this

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It's been a while since I last displayed my culinary/baking endeavours, so here are some pics I'd like to share. Zara made these yesterday, while I helped by watching her, heheh.She wasn't that crazy about these cuppies, but I think it's alright. Taste great with my coffee.And here are the same ones that she decorated for her fiance's birthday. She thinks they're fugly but I sure would

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In effort to disengage Nunu from the idiot box, we've discovered a whole new world of fun and interactive learning in a... erm, 'smarter' box?Her favourite hands down is Starfall.com since she's starting to learn how to read. Other great finds are Noggin, CBeebies and PBS Kids, and the all time favourite, Sesame Street. I wished I could have introduced her to these websites sooner. Or 3 1/2 is

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The weekend is princess themed, so we've agreed to wear only dresses at home. But it's difficult to maintain princessy disposition for both of us.Today however, I was very cool when exercising my power of reprimanding the girl when she intentionally damaged a particularly expensive book despite my repetitive warnings.I don't do this often, sending the girl off to naughty corner. I save it only

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The best halal hokkien mee in town, according to seasoned foodie, Zara.a bowl of hot, slurping, lip-smacking goodness that would make me itchy scratchy for days to come( a warning note to eczema sufferers, the broth base is a potent concoction of prawn shell stock)Now, I'm a wimp when it comes to spicy sambal that usually comes with a serving of hawker style noodles. Same goes to those cili padi

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I've been rubbing on Zara's face of Danny Gokey's upsetting elimination last week, and only after that happened did I realize that Kris Allen could actually win this thing.Though everyone thought right from the beginning that the brilliant Adam Lambert deserved the title, I'm sure it was Kris's shy southern demeanour and teeny bopper appeal that has won the hearts of America. Or maybe it was the

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Precious, adapted from novel titled "Push" by Sapphire will be hitting the cinemas this November.Finally we're gonna see Mimi shed all those makeup and persona and delivers some serious acting chops. I think I might become her fan again. Convinced me that she still has that depth and soul that I've always admired her for during her younger days.

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*Gee, I'm really starting to like making up all these long wordy titles*Sneaking up on her doing her own thang..."Momma, what do you think you're doing?""Eheee, acah jer. You're welcome to be my paparazzi anytime."Now back to work...My minions and me

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He was a clear winner.He did a stellar performance that won the people's hearts. Congratulations Shah Indrawan a.k.a Tomok on your win. You got yourself a new fan.p/s: Now, the question is, will we have an adik-kakak combo winning 2 major reality talent search competitions this year? Very likely, from the look of things (and vote ratings), if my humble opinion counts.

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You guys probably know that I'm such a reality show fiend. What can I say, most socially inept people are. I'd usually go for shows that are more like social experiments, but anything from Pam Anderson's whirlwind life to smart people trying to answer a fifth grader question excites every single cell in my body.And who would have guessed a show about dogs would be interesting to a person who's

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Oh I'm pretty sure he's had louse-y moments before, at least at one point of his life, or at any part of the body, who knows? Who would have admit anyway?Long story short, some kid at school started the 'kutu' epidemic, and the teachers had the gall of not informing the parents. I had the shock of my life when Mak Nab who was babysitting Nunu for a while last Friday night told me of her discovery

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... of BPA-free bottles awareness.I admit, I knew about the dangers of normal plastic baby bottles some time back, but somehow grew indifferent towards the issue since it was quite difficult to get the BPA free ones back then - and my, were they PRICEY. Furthermore, at that time, Nunu wasn't that keen on feeding bottles and prefered cups, but I don't know what happened, slowly she got used to

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Nunu's fleshier and rounder on the face. The Big Bad Wolf in me just couldn't resist.She loves mayonnaise. She can have bread, butter and mayo for breakfast.Foods that top the list would be soft tofu, fishballs, chocs and everything else that comes in contact with her mouth, not necessarily a food item. Yup, at 3 she still is orally inquisitive.Answers my command to tidy up whatever mess she

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When you do online shopping, do you feel extreme pressure to get the best deal possible? And not only that, do you second guess every choice that you make? To the point that you do research on every single item that you want to purchase? That means you have to go from site to site and a crazy amount of googling, and still you're not satisfied with what you get?Let's just say, you're looking for

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Nunu has a story to tell. Would you like to go to her blog and read all about it?I'm still recovering from a hectic weekend and Monday blues. I think the blues will extend till the end of the week lah. In dire need of more positive input.

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We had quite a scare this morning. A visitor of the slithery kind. Oh don't worry, I didn't take any pics of it to scare you guys with. In fact, I wasn't even there. Neither one of us were home, except for the Burmese handyman we hired to do some painting and fixing around the house.He stumbled upon the cobra in the store room (we have small building in the house compound for storage of

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Silently suffering wives, what irritates you more?The worn socks lying somewhere in the corners of the floor, or rows of hanged trousers that comes with the warning "Don't wash those yet, I could still wear them"?The bottles of water that expect to be filled on their own or the odds and ends that accumulate on the dining table (that also come with a warning?)Don't let me even start on garbage

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