Chinese New Year is over!

Yesterday was the 15th day of Chinese New Year.

The older I get, the less enthusiatic I am about CNY.

When we were younger, we get excited for habing new clothes and 'angpow' for CNY. When you grow older, you can buy new clothes anytime, even everyday! And if you are single, the number 1 question you get is "When are you getting married?". If you are married, the number 1 question is "When are you having a baby?" If you are married and have kids, the question will be rephrased to "When are you having another baby?"

It's boring, isn't it. You can predict what people is going to ask you.

So I don't really enjoy CNY.

Beginning of Feb, I send sweetie pie to child care. Because I don't think my mom places my girl as her priority. Whenever my bro/sil goes abroad, she will leap to their house to take care of the 2 younger ones. They have a maid who's with them for 5 years, and the kids are 10 & 9 years old. Mine is only 2 years old, and without a maid. How am I suppose to take care of the young one if I need to work & nobody is at home????

After much consideration, we decided to send her to child care. My hubby is not too happy about this ONLY choice. But looking at the positive side, I do enjoy the peace I used to have before my mom moves in with me.

She is obviously practising favourtism, which she denies it.

Anyway, I am happier because that the house is less messy (cause the things are the way we left them when we go to work), the kitchen is less greasy (cause no one is cooking), and the house is more peaceful (minus the nagging of my mom's!)

My husband should be happier too, he can watch his scoccer. No one is fighting to watch TV anymore. Previously, my dad just sit in front of the TV, tuning to channel 54/52/50 all day long.

Whatever happen these few months really showed the true colours of many people. At least I get to see the true colours of 4 of them. One is my mom.

What I learn is : You have only yourself to depend on. Can't rely on anyone.

I just don't know why my mom is not the normal mom that most people have.

When I had a baby in 2003, she came to my house only once (in the period of the 10 months after I had my baby). Although I was the only one looking after baby right after my delivery, she never offered to help. I have no confinement lady, no maid, no in law to help. I have to do everything myself. From bathing the baby, washing the clothes, boiling 'longan' water, even washing the bathroom...

Well, all that just makes me a stronger person and realised that my mom is always not there for me. :(

Short Short Sweetie Pie

My sweetie pie is 26.5 months now. But her height is only 77cm, that's not tall. She has a cousin who is only 13.5 months now, and is almost as tall as she is.

Everyone has been commenting about how short she is, and how tall the cousin is. Even her own daddy calls her shortie... If she continue to grow 'slowly'... you will find her in the first row in the classroom when she starts going to school. She will probably feel very hurt too... about her height. And I cannot do anything about it !!!

Anyway, very upset over a stupid & dumb travel agent at Safe2Travel. Felt like going up to her and give her a good tight slap. Will talk about it another day, or else... it will ruin my day again! Bloody Hell!!!

Then I will think of my December trip to the USA :-)

Another blogger is born!

Seeing so much fun created with blogging, I've decided to join in!

Went to a japanese restaurant last evening that was introduced by a popular blogger. The food was good, the service is great, the ambience is romantic... but the food portion is too small! Maybe it's my husband's idea, telling the chef to reduce the portion as he has been complaining about my fats recently. Well... actually... he did that all the time, for the past few years *after marriage* ... just that recently, he nags too frequent!

Just wonder how much time I can spare for blogging... when I already run out of time to rest!