Merepek

Sometimes I can be so ‘free’ with nothing much to do and I can just laze and procrastinate. And other times, the plate is just too full; not that I am complaining though. To me, got work to do means good lar. If no work hor, then 'jialat' liao. Betul tak?

And when I am trying to push as fast and clear as much outstanding work as possible so that I can go enjoysss cukup-cukup my holidays, I had to fracture a toe 10 days back which kinda ‘immobilise’ me– can hobble but cannot drive; I had to have blocked nose and sore throat since 2 days ago; and a small but none the less painful ulcer decides to take position in the mouth. Arrghhhh.......Murphy's Law!

The handphone too, chose to 'misbehave' - it had some minor software problems causing me to lose my playlist and pictures but luckily the contacts list was spared. Had to send it in for rectification and for the few hours that I was without the phone, I felt kinda lost but come to think of it, it was actually quite a peaceful few hours. Weird or not? I just got the phone back and it has been beeping non-stop. aiksss…….Looks like all of them decided to call me at the same time and … and….they want their things yesterday. Geezzzzzz.....

Nevermind. Let them wait a while…I wanna put up a short update here before I fly off tomorrow for my short horniday. Shall be back in 2 weeks.

To all my friends here……have a great day and stay beautiful, always!

Clumsy me kicked on the leg of the bed…OUCCHHHHH…ADDOIIIII…….NIAMAHHH....%$@#*&^%.....and I instantly fell forward onto the bed, hands reaching out for the injured foot. OMG....my foot looked something like this…..

The fourth toe bent something close to 70 degrees towards the little toe. Seimou!…It looked so weird and on impulse, I gave it a push and I heard a soft ‘SNAP’ and the toe settled back into position. Ahh…looks as good as before. A cold compress and some Voltaren gel and then to roll it up in grib-bandage should do the trick.

Woke up this morning and I realised the foot is unable to bear my weight and there is swelling at the base of the toes. Went to the doctor's and had imaging done…oh…oh….there is a phalange fracture. Doctor’s prescription – a buddy splint and some oral medication to relieve pain and swelling and to rest the foot.

Lesson learned - 'Look Before You Kick.' And this has to happen when I am going off for a break in 11 days time. WAAAAAAAaaaaaa……….

My favourite colour is red…ya…solid, bright, vibrant red in all shades. I have many things in red…dresses, blouses, t-shirts, footwear, bags, phone pouches, a squiggie pillow and I just noticed…..even that humble langyard is also in the brightest red.

Red attracts me….when window shopping and browsing through the stores, I am somehow drawn towards the color red. I know…I know, a couple of my friends have been telling me ever so often, “Aiyoh…why so red? You looked like an over-ripe tomato lar.” And my response would go something like this, “Cantik lar….gua suka lar…..'ang-ang' very swee lar…” hehehehe…..

The 2 boys are as different as chalk and cheese where their choice of colors is concerned. No. 1 likes plain colours….his wardrobe consists mainly of whites, blues, greys and browns. Aiyah…kinda dull lar, if you ask me. As for No. 2, he is the exact opposite…..he takes to bright and loud colours and you can certainly find the full spectrum of the rainbow and more in his wardrobe, neons and metallics included. hmmmm…can be kinda 'jarring' at times.

And when I came home from work yesterday evening, I saw this on my bed…......

From my no. 2

Waaaah…..I was thrilled to bits. A red-red t-shirt with a handmade card. Momma sukaaa…….sooooo red…..soooo 'kelip-kelip'……soooo me…. I melted like ice-cream.

Thank you, Son. **muakssss.....**

As the workers had to tile up that postage-size excuse of a garden, the external ‘rocket’ water filter would have to be re-located first. So when they came in yesterday morning, they turned off the water mains, saw off the old pipes, shifted the filter to one side and then proceeded with the tiling works. By late afternoon, they then carried the filter to the corner, fixed it up and then turned on the mains. Lo and behold! No water came out….only hissing sounds from a dry tap. Die lar…what happened? What got blocked? The filter malfunctioned already? Quickly ran in to the house to check on the other taps which connect to the reserve tank Alamak….just a very slow trickle and then it all went dry too!

A call to the Water Supply Department confirmed that there was a burst pipe somewhere in the neighbourhood (nothing new, actually...happens all the time) and repairs were underway and would be expected to be completed by 10.00pm or so. So how? I have not a drop of water in the house; the workers had used up all the water in the spare tank. So no need to cook lor…no need to wash….no need to bathe…no need to do laundry.....

Then at about 11.00pm, supplies finally came back in spurts. The water was dirty…yellowish-brown in colour but what the heck! I needed a shower. After that, I wanted to start the washing machine but it was a no-go. The pressure is so low, it’s gonna take maybe 4-5 hours to run the full cycle if it's gonna run at all. The water is still yellowish and it’s sure to stain the laundry.

**sighssss....**

Perhaps, digging a well is not such a bad idea afterall……"Ding-Dong Bell....come and help me dig a well....."

So, the 31^st day of the month will find me at one of the Baskin Robbins outlet to stock up supplies and just 2 days ago, I was there, standing merrily in the queue. Normally, it would not take more than 20 minutes or so but this time around.whoaaa…….20 minutes passed and the queue didn’t seem to move at all. What happened? Well, as I inched closer to the counter, I saw a few of the customers testing out the myriad of flavours. Point…point…point and then lick…lick…lick and then shake, shake…shake their heads and then point…point…point again and then lick…lick…lick..Aisehman….apparently they could not decide which flavour they wanted and they appeared oblivious to the people in the queue who were getting agitated by the minute.

Seriously, can you actually taste the difference when you are like sticking more than 6 little spoons, albeit with different flavours, one after another into that trap? I dunno, but for me, I cannot tell them apart beyond the third spoon…..all would somehow taste the same…just sweet!

Anyway, back to the main story. This time, it took close to an hour to have them finally call out my number. Chihsin,….gila…..mad or not? Actually halfway through, I had thought of walking off but then, no lar…how can???...how can walk away empty handed when I have already 'invested' 30 good minutes in the queue? Mati-mati also must get something, right? So I shove them my number slip with my order written on it. Then the chap said, “Sorry, Ma’am. We ran out of covers for the half-gallon tub.”

So how, holy cow? “Nevermind”, I told him to just pack into 2 x 1 quart tub per flavour.

“Then you gotta pay RM29.67 x 2 instead of RM55.20 for the half-gallon”, he said.

As I was not willing to pay the extra RM8+, I told him I’d pay for the order and collect it the next day. Not too much trouble really, since the outlet is just walking distance from my house and I am happy as punch that I saved a princely RM8.69. That would be good for another slurpilicious scoop.