We woke up. Try to go to town to check out some camera stuffs. Jam like crazy so U-turn home. Go to #3 son’s primary school Hari Keluarga. Spent RM20 on coupons to buy foods and stuffs. Money goes towards school repair.

Nothing more to do. Pick blackheads from atm’s back. There are only two freaking blackheads or is it in-grown hair but damn shiok to korek and korek till the little blackhead comes out and the skin all red.

Nothing more to do. Give camera to toddler and ask him to take photo of mommy. Turns out he is a better photographer than the father.

(the trick to get pale skin like this is to use Image, Adjustment, Selective Colour, pick red and keep pulling them to get the tone you want)

Nothing more to do. So atm’s plays Gameboy Advance. And I korek my own telinga pulak.

Whine, teh, whine, teh, whine, finally atm agreed to drive me to St. Anne’s church after dropping off the older kids. Oops, I hope zaramama’s managed to get there. They closed off the whole road and we don’t fancy walking with thousands of pilgrims that come from as far as Johor (guess from the bas sekolah’s registration number) all the way to the church which is like 800-1,000 meter away. Toddler already deep asleep so we had to head home ‘cos need to pick up the older kids again. Sorry St. Anne, I know where to find you so I will go another day when you are less busy, ok.?.

But had a yummy dinner on the way home. Burp.

Then, still too early to pick the older kids so we went pasar-malam-ing. And that concludes the day of a happily, blissfully married couple

Now, now, must gossip a bit. Did you all read about this not-bad-looking father of two who went to Michael Chong (I think la) and the press to appeal (appeal wor) for his wife to come back? The first time she ran off, he bought her 99 roses. This time, she just drove off because he said she said he is dull. Duh!

Aren’t all happily, blissfully, contended [tag]married[/tag] couples suppose to have dull, boring, mundane married life? It spells comfort, security, dependable, always there for you kinda relationship, isn’t it?

You say correct or not?  Boring mommy and daddy makes happy kids, right?

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