Sometimes I like to spell things out, literally, for the girls. I’d come home from work and call out to them by spelling out their names. M2 find this amusing and would reply by spelling out her greeting. It’s fun.
However, there are occasions where I’d abbreviate things especially when nagging at them.
“Don’t you M&G about it!” I’d threaten.
No, M&G is not the clothes brand, M&G or Mango but ‘moan and groan’ about the situation, the homework, the predicament or life in general…
It was after dinner and M2 innocently asked if she could borrow my iPad Mini. I obliged since I had things to do and the iPad was just sitting there.
Later, after their snail catching episode, which I thought was worthy to write about (and I did), I reached for my iPad to start my documenting, the iPad acted up!
Every other word I typed in came out as ‘nugget’!
Imagine “It’s been raining again lately and this has caused a lot of nugget…”
Initially I thought it must be the new update of the app that was causing this, so I brushed it aside. But as I typed more… “Hubby has declared nugget on them and…” Eeesh.
When I mentioned this, the giggles came out and the beans were spilled! I’ve been had. Nugget-ed to be precise.
Earlier when M2 borrowed the iPad, she rigged the keyboard shortcuts to have every other word come out as ‘nugget’. Rascal. It was her pre-April Fool’s prank on me.
She was lucky I was in a good mood. The punishment: her iPod taken away for the night and if she has trouble waking up the next morning without her alarm (on the iPod), it’s her problem! Hubby thought I was harsh to take her precious iPod away and suggested I should just smack her for the prank but I felt it was unnecessary. The glass of wine must have mellowed me. In the end, a pre-April Fool’s hug to make amends and all nuggets forgiven.
Happy April Fool’s Day folks!
It’s been raining again lately and this has caused a lot of woes in the garden. For starters, snails are crawling everywhere and this is detrimental to the plants. Hubby has declared war on them and the last two nights, he’s gone out to catch them.
Armed with the torchlight from the iPod and iPhone, the girls and him have had quite a catch. M2 decided to keep one and named it Michael, as if it’s a new pet. Don’t ask.
Last night, more were caught and Michael 2.0 became the latest addition. Let’s see if there will be Michael the III the next day…
When the girls were young, they used to question why the bellybutton is called a ‘bellybutton’ when it looks more like a hole than a button? Shouldn’t it be called the ‘bellyhole’ if it looks more like a hole than a button? And where is the button?! I had no answer to that one so we ended up calling it the ‘belly-ba’, to note its neither here nor there physical characteristic.
It was several nights ago when the evening conversation suddenly focused on the belly-ba. Both girls were laughing at each other’s physical attribute of this part of the anatomy, calling it names from the black hole to the abyss that made me recall fondly of this name, the belly-ba, that we have given to the bellybutton.
I stopped playing Candy Crush for awhile already and this was evident from my recent golf trip to Chiangmai. Not only did I not crush candies, I paused in my other two games as well (Zookeeper Battle and Farm Heroes Saga).
However, when a fellow candy crusher commented yesterday on one of my post that she could play on beyond Level 530 in Facebook on the laptop, I went in to check. Yes, indeed! A new chapter has started. I guess I am back in the race.
It was a balmy night and everyone was out in the garden after dinner, even the Roo, official pet number one. He was given a juicy bone and gnawing to his heart’s content, his drool messed up all over the terrace floor. Yuk, slimy!
Then playtime started. His favorite orange chew cow was brought out to tease him into action. Feeling revved, he leaped to snatch it from me and as he trotted towards the terrace, he slipped on his own drool pool!
It was hilarious but the girls missed it. Hubby and I guffawed and thought he would be a clown about the slip.
But he was embarrassed!!! He sobered, limped a little and did not look at us! He literally looked away. Aww… My baby was embarrassed that he slipped and we laughed at him. Hubby had to coax him and gave him a good scratch and some loving. It was so amusing. I hope we hurt didn’t his feelings…
Today I pause and give prayers and thoughts to the families of the passengers on board Flight MH370. It was announced last night that the flight ended in the Indian Ocean.
It’s interesting to note when one goes on vacation, the level of energy is always high and charged up even though sleep is insufficient and complete rest is lacking during the whole time. The minute one gets home, a sense of the oncoming familiarity kicks in with the thought of an uninterrupted sleep ahead yet the energy is sapped.
I guess when the vacation is over and faced with going back to work, responsibilities and routine, the enthusiasm is at a different level. No wonder people always say another vacation is needed to recover from the just concluded one.
Since we woke up early and got done with breakfast, we might as well explore a little bit before leaving for the airport. The group also woke up early and after breakfast, we decided to take the Red Car to Chinatown.
It was fun to walk through the stalls. Weaving in and out, there were all kinds of things on display to tease our sight and it’s just our bargaining skills to make a worthy purchase if something caught our eye. The one image that caught both hubby and I was the lady who was selling duck. Put it this way, one has to look good when selling duck!
We bought several knick-knacks for the girls as always. As I got myself a knitted elephant already to add to my elephant collection, I am quite contented to just browse and admire the colors and culture. After two hours or so, we managed to meet up for brunch. Seated at the side of the street, we had fried carrot cake and fresh coconut water. Yum…
Done with the quick eat, we caught another Red Car back to the hotel and yes, it’s time to go home. A quick shower and an organized final packing, we’re going home.
Bull frogs!
A bit of eye shadow first before making a sale!
It is our last day and we should sleep in a bit as there’s no more golf today. But I woke up at six! Aaargh… Why? Why? Why? I should be sleeping in…
Oh well. Might as well go downstairs for breakfast and after that check out the vicinity before our pick up at one for the airport.
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