Ho! Ho! Ho!

Yesterday night, the better half was wrapping presents and writing Christmas cards.



But it is only November and she is in the Ho, Ho, Ho mood. Who can blame her? I guess no matter how hard you try not to fall into the festivities mood so early, the clever TV advertisements, bright colour fliers, and decorations in the mall slowly lure you in the cleverly laid trap. The knees grow weak, the mouth salivates and the hands cannot but reach out to the wallet to buy all those attractive goods, not only for oneself but also for nephews, nieces and close friends and relatives.
While she is a ho, ho, ho mood, I am in a boo hoo hoo mood. No wonder every year I have to work harder and harder trying to pay off my credit card debt. Pok Kai already!



BTW, I am just kidding about the credit card debt. My wife is a very responsible person and she hates to owe anyone money.

Forbidden Fruit

Oi! Stop staring!

Loud Women

Loud Women and I do not get along well. I disliked them. I find they are normally rude, crude, boring, overbearing and overpowering. They like to dominate the whole conversation. They like attention. That is fine, provided if they have sometime nice and interesting to say. But most of the time it all nonsense, crap and bull shits.

Last Saturday I met one of them. I shall call her M. She spoke of things that would embarrass most men and I won’t repeat what she said. In the room, they were 3 men and they were embarrassed. We could not look at each others; we stared at the ceiling or fiddle our thumbs. It was so uncomfortable. She just has no shame. Why? Here is an example – she told us her husband had to share her undies on one of the trip to Wilson Promontory because he forgot to pack his underwear. She thinks it was funny. Luckily her husband was not her around. I tell you, it is so malu! Kurang ajar.

Now loud women and drinks don’t mix. This very night M had a few glasses of drink. M dominated the whole conversation and she beat around the bush with her conversation. It was hard to get some words in. She began telling us about her work and the whole night was all about her, her stingy boss, and office gossips interjecting with swearing, cursing and colourful words. Her conversation was loud and highly strung. She was hopping from job to job, thinking highly of herself but from the body language and little she said, I think she has an ego and self esteem problem. Honestly, I would not employ her because she talks more than doing her work, especially chatting over the phone with her friends during working hours and doing as little as she can. It is no wonder she was hopping around jobs.

I was so bored I decided to excuse myself and leave early. I thanked my lucky stars; I have a wonderful, thoughtful, well mannered and caring wife.

I could only feel sorry for M and especially her husband.

“Talk has no value if there’s no one to listen.” – Graeme Browne

Listen To Your Wife

My wife loves eating prawn heads. Her sibling and myself are alway fascinated with her love of prawn heads and we would alway teased her about.



But she does not care. I always tell her, " It is no good for you, high cholesterol, dear."
She would tell me, "You don't know what you are missing."
Last week an article in the newspaper caught my eye and I thought it would be fun to email it to my wife and her sister.

Below is the article.

A prawn's head good for health

November 15, 2007 07:12am

Article from:

PRAWN heads contain a powerful antioxidant useful to humans and a technique has been perfected to extract it.

The antioxidant triggering the red colouring in cooked prawns, astaxanthin, also plays an important role in protecting human cells from damage.

It also is 10 times stronger than more common antioxidants found in fruit and vegetables.

While researchers had known of the existence of astaxanthin in prawn shells, they hadn't found an effective way to extract it.

A PhD student from the University of NSW, Renuka Karuppuswamy, has solved the problem.

Using carbon dioxide held under specific pressure and temperature measurements, she extract it from prawn shells, meaning commercial-scale extraction could now be a possibility.

Here is my SIL reply

"Now we all know why your wife is so healthy".

and here is my wife reply.

"Hi It's me.

Just read yr mail. Its interesting isn't it. Now I can eat more prawn heads. You should start eating them too, and other stuffs I recommended. Listen to yr wife!

Love"

Me.......speechless!

Getting A Fix

Did you ever suddenly crave for something while watching TV, surfing the net or minding your own business? Just as you were busy concentrating on whatever you are doing, your mind start to flash little images and before you realize it, you start craving for it Well, Friday was one of those days.
I came home late after dropping in to my previous work place. My ex-boss has decided to pull the plug and sell his company (that will be another story). I thought I just drop in to see how things were and listen to some gossips.
Anyway, after reaching home, had dinner, my wife and I decided to go kai kai (walk, walk) in the shopping centre. After which we drop in our favourite watering hole for a cuppa. I had cafe latte.
For once in my life, I cannot sleep after a cup of coffee. I always can sleep after a cup coffee. I don't know why this time I can't!
The whole night with eyes wide opened, the mind whirling away, computing,computing, and suddenly I had this craving for Bathwurst Sausage. The image just sat there, the mind frozen in a spot, just like the hard disk freezing up with an image stuck on the screen. Whirl, Whirl, ctrl, alt, del, press every button here and there, there was no response.
Before long the morning came, the brain reset itself, got up and I decided to follow my wife's weekly trip down to Victoria Market to get my fix.


The sausage was yummy and tasty with sauerkraut and a dash of German mustard, washed down with a nice cup of cappuccino.



After that delicious breakfast, life seems so satisfying and fulfilling. Yawn.

Lygon Street

Spring season and I have a love hate affair. I love it because the days are longer and brighter but it also a time of irritating hay fever. With a stuff nose, last Saturday evening, we drove into the Inner Melbourne to the suburb of Carlton. This suburb is different from the other suburbs. The enticing aroma of pastas and pizzas in the air brings out the Italian in you.

Pizza's half eaten. Too paiseh to take pics, niece took the pics.

Lygon Street in Carlton is a must see place. This street is lined with Italian restaurants with one or two Malaysian, Indian and Thai restaurants in between. It is favourite haunt for tourists and foreign students because of the reasonable pricing, good atmosphere, the crowd, the good food and cheap wines. Little wonder this place is called little Italy.

Side walk tables

Niece studying in Melbourne Uni at Papa Gino's

The only catch is parking. We went early, left at 5pm and manage to get a nice parking space. It you are late you have to park far away and walk. Well, it would not be too bad after all. Why? After a large hearty meal, you need to burn some of the fat off. Hmmm, cough, cough.

Ice Cream

We had a good time and hope to do it again.

Burning Bridges

Not long ago, the newspapers reported the marriage between Princess Mary (PM) and the Prince of Denmark (PoD) has come under strain. It is because the PoD still keeps in touch with his ex-girlfriends and PM is not happy about it.

My question is “Is it wrong to keep in touch with your ex?”

Is it a written rule you must break off all contacts or burn bridges from your ex once you are engaged or married?

Does your spouse demands you break all contacts with your ex?

One of the successful ingredients in a relationship is trust. It is the upmost important ingredient. You break that trust you are kaput! I am sure PM had read or known about PoD lifestyle, about his male and female friends and about his up and downs. His is a high profile life and nothing will escape the press about his doing and undoing. I am sure before she took the final step into this fairy tale journey; she knows what she is getting into. So why is this unhappiness?

Is it because he spends too much time with his ex? Or is it jealousy, lack of attention, loss of freedom, loss of confidence, loss of trust that created doubts and is creeping in slowly and unknowingly eating into the once magical sparkle of their marriage? Who knows?

But one thing I can tell you. It is wrong to ask your spouse to burn or break all contacts with his or her friends. They are his or her bridges that helped to mould his or her character. The friendships, the relationships, the journeys helped to shape his or her part of his or her life. There were many lessons learned from this part of his or her life journey and it is most utterly unfair to ask him or her to erase this part or memory from his or her life.

Honestly, if you cannot accept his or her friends, jealous of his or her ex’s, fears the unknown or there is any doubts and there is no trust; you should walk away from making any firm commitments. Remember, when you marry, you do not marry him or her only, you are married to his or her family and the baggage (good or bad) comes along with it. Take it or leave it!

If you want to “sapu” me, please do it gently! Over to you.

Helpful Hints:
Psst! You can slowly spring clean and throw away some of those useless baggage at later date.

New Blog

Today I open a new blog titled Teh Tarik for your Soul. Drop in for some humour and fun.

Tie A Yellow Ribbon Round the Old Oak Tree

I'm coming home I've done my time
And I have to know what is or isn't mine
If you received my letter
Telling you I'd soon be free
Then you'd know just what to do
If you still want me
If you still want me

Oh tie a yellow ribbon
'Round the old oak tree
It's been three long years
Do you still want me
If I don't see a yellow ribbon
'Round the old oak tree
I'll stay on the bus, forget about us
Put the blame on me
If I don't see a yellow ribbon
'Round the old oak tree

Bus driver please look for me
'Cause I couldn't bare to see what I might see
I'm really still in prison
And my love she holds the key
A simple yellow ribbon's all I need to set me free
I wrote and told her please

Oh tie a yellow ribbon
'Round the old oak tree
It's been three long years
Do you still want me
If I don't see a yellow ribbon
'Round the old oak tree
I'll stay on the bus, forget about us
Put the blame on me
If I don't see a yellow ribbon
'Round the old oak tree

Now the whole damn bus is cheering
And I can't believe I see
A hundred yellow ribbons
'Round the old, the old oak tree

Tie a ribbon 'round the old oak tree
Tie a ribbon 'round the old oak tree
Tie a ribbon 'round the old oak tree
Tie a ribbon 'round the old oak tree

Tie a ribbon 'round the old oak tree
Tie a ribbon 'round the old oak tree
Tie a ribbon 'round the old oak tree
Tie a ribbon 'round the old oak tree