for next week…
monday:
1. Get plastic bags and strings/ribbons for favours.
2.Drop by Ming Zhu’s place to get her I/C.
3. If can, do facial!
4. No time already. Get wedding shoes!
tuesday:
1. Facial at 3pm
2. Pick up dresses
3. Meet Micheal to get soft copy photographs.
wednesday:
1. Print photos.
2. Print tags for favours.
3. my dearest darling husband back in town!
thursday:
1. Go over Melvin’s place to prepare tags.
2. Celebrate Christmas at Timbre
friday:
1. Family lunch.
2. Church.
3. Shop for shirt and berms!!
saturday:
1. 2pm: Mani & Pedi
2. Collect photos.
3. Deliver the tags and plastic bags to Rachael’s
sunday:
1. Shop for berms and shirts!!!
monday:
1. Go to ROM at 8.30am to get marriage cert(need Nellie’s brother’s I/C and my dad’s)
2. Go to gynae
3. Get hydrangea and daisies from Far East Flora.
4. Get helium balloons.
tuesday.
I AM GETTING MARRIED.
i can’t wait for this day to come!
my trusty companion.
I am at home most of the time nowadays and my doggie is my trusty little companion.
He is always there.
Sleeping.
13th month.
Just when my bank account is slowly dipping into negative. And I have to officially become a kept woman of Nelson Pereira’s. My company gave me my AWS. Thank you so much for not forgetting me. Not a lot, it is just my basic, but good enough to tide me over for 2 months? Or, okay, be realistic one and a half before I officially become someone who will have to ask for money from her hubby.
I really dread that, I’m so used to spending my own money, that spending somebody else’s just not my kind of thing, but then again, he is not just somebody, he will be my hubby, the closest and most important person in the world. I should be able to get used to it.
For now, I felt so blessed with those money in my bank account.
Not a lot, but, still money!
beansprout pillows.
I’ve thought of getting one of these for baby, it is said to make babies sleep better. However, 1 extended pillow and 1 normal size pillow cost a whopping $42!
Ok, I should seriously shop around and compare prices. Nowadays, when it comes to baby stuff parents are so willing to pay. Well, I’m not, they grow out of it so soon and before you know she is already running away with an indian man with tattoos and piercings who also happens to ride a motorcycle.
love these wedding photos.
And I just realised, they are all kissing shots. Sweet.
random conversation.
Rach L, Nar, Aut and I were sitting around one Sunday afternoon and just plain chatting. We were all sharing a piece of cake with a cherry on top.
Rach L to Aut: You’re the only person I know who can tie the stem into a knot.
Aut to me: You can do it as well right?
Me: Ya, but I’ll take a damn long time. Nelson is much faster than me.
Aut: Whoa, means the 2 of you are good kissers.
Me as a-matter-fact: Why do you think I’m pregnant?
Aut doing her signature shaking of head: Uh-oh, too much information.
Naresh broke into a fit of giggles.
the tale of a rose
Argh. While reading this book, especially the last 1/3 part of it, I was wondering why the hell she didn’t want to leave him. He was obviously having a ball of a time without her and having affair with so many women. I guess love played a big part. She was deeply in love with him.
This is the story about the author of The Little Prince, Antoine De St-Exupery written by his wife, Consuelo, about their romance, how it began and how it ended.
It is the saddest love story I’ve ever read. I mean, how often does one of the lovers go missing and body can never be found? Really heartbreaking. However much Antoine was out there having affair, I think deep down he still loved her a lot and it’s a kind of love that cannot be describe. More like parent and child, with Antoine being the child. Just like us who love our parents but would hate to spend the weekend alone with them, and we also can have a life without them around. However, if they were to leave, it will be devastating.
I think it was more like that kind of love for Antoine. For Consuelo, however, was the most basic romantic kind of love. She loved him and would do anything for him, her love for him was unconditional, no matter what he did to her. She was a strong, strong woman.
I felt so sad for both characters. I felt it was more like a love tragedy than a love story.
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