<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><rss xmlns:atom='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' version='2.0'><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13543052</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Thu, 19 Nov 2009 05:15:42 +0000</lastBuildDate><title>In a world of Jazz &amp; Jewel</title><description></description><link>http://jazzjewel.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (jazzjewel)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>134</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13543052.post-3570158225392055015</guid><pubDate>Sun, 20 Sep 2009 17:19:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-09-21T01:21:09.035+08:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>Found a new website that gives free samples and after sampling, u write a review on it. Go chk out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.fr3b.com/referral_program.php?referrer_token=bbfe18dcf172a51b98895d5f054f19f5'&gt;&lt;img src='http://www.fr3b.com/img/external/img_referal.gif' border='0'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13543052-3570158225392055015?l=jazzjewel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://jazzjewel.blogspot.com/2009/09/found-new-website-that-gives-free.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (jazzjewel)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13543052.post-9036909620818754045</guid><pubDate>Thu, 25 Jun 2009 15:10:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-06-26T00:04:57.030+08:00</atom:updated><title>Some Serious Backdating - Gwen's Arrival</title><description>&lt;div&gt;wooohooooo... boy!! i went MIA for the longest time! Realised my last posting was as wayback as in Jan!!! Ok.. its gonna take me ages to backdate all events and happenings during these 5 mths. Yup, by the time u are reading this, Gwen is 3mths old liao. :) Ok... sit back, relaz and enjoy.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;u&gt;20th Mar - Eve of Gwen's Arrival&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;How can a workaholic like me stop work rite? So u've guessed it. I was scheduled to chk into TMC on the same day, by 6pm. And, the entire morning, i was in office and finally decided to declare the start of my maternity leave, at 1pm. Yup, Sel scolded me for being crazy. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I cant rem wat i had for lunch but i knw that i was too nua to go for a good meal. All i wanna do was to be admitted as early as possible, and nua in the hotel (opps!!!! no... i mean hospital) room. Was given an old single room since my designated room was not ready. Ok for us since we were pretty easy going. Hb took a nap while i was happily receiving and sending business emails! *Gasps* I was given a "written warning" (thru email) by Sean, to stop work and start restin for the midnight c-section. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JhKBxASbLWs/SkOeaCZPy9I/AAAAAAAADSU/BH7zcZ6p5MU/s1600-h/DSC00066.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351294952402832338" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JhKBxASbLWs/SkOeaCZPy9I/AAAAAAAADSU/BH7zcZ6p5MU/s320/DSC00066.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Cam-ing while nua-ing the room,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My family members came to the room abt 10pm plus thou my scheduled ops was 12am sharp. Guess everyone was excited to meet Gwen. Daryl was such a sweetheart! Asked if i wuld feel pain if Dr Sim were to "cut" my stomach. Wahaha...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was pushed to Ops Theatre abt 11.30pm. Dr Loo, the anesthesia, came and gave me the spinal epidural. Weird cos i gotta curl as curve as a prawn before he can jab me. At that moment, i fully comprehend the meaning of "Sending a chill down the spine". That was literal. Within seconds, i lose all touch senses down-south. My legs felt heavy and i couldnt quite make out if my toes would "crack" like how clay does. Dr Sim sashayed in just 5 mins before 12am. Her cheery "Hello! How are you?" made me felt so assured. It was an enactment of the happenings 6 yrs ago, when she delivered Daryl. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;u&gt;21st Mar - Gwen's Arrival&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;By then, i was shivering and teeth chattering. Hb came in and sat next to the ops table, in his Astronaut-turned-Clean Room suit. The entire crew got ready and Dr Sim started her "slicing act" at my bikini line. A shield was placed over my stomach and i culdnt see the process. Hb, tried hard not to see and kept talkin to me, holding my bottle warmers (cos i was damn cold - a side effect of the epidural) and my hand. I love the way I (as in ME, urs truly) was tryin to reassure hb that i was ok. GUess without my constant talkin, he would probably hv gone insane. Lol!!! With all the pushing (yes, c-sect still requires pushing.. but as in gynae literally pushing the baby from my tummy to down-south) and tugging, Dr Sim announced "She's out!". And my oh my!! Her 1st cries were loud!! Crystal clear!! At then, my tears flowed freely. After all the initial pregnancy scares etc.... it was finally over. My daughter has arrived to this beautiful world. Her loud cries assured me that she will grow up to be a woman of dignity and confidence.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JhKBxASbLWs/SkOfNKiy11I/AAAAAAAADSc/CYruJdI1P4Y/s1600-h/DSC00087.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351295830763689810" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JhKBxASbLWs/SkOfNKiy11I/AAAAAAAADSc/CYruJdI1P4Y/s320/DSC00087.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The nurses and Dr Sim remained at the Ops Table, stitching me up. One nurse signalled to hb and instructed hb to take pic of the clock. Her birth time was 0005hrs on 21st Mar. Weighing at 2995g, Gwen was a little heavier than her brother, Daryl. Hb said he was further instructed to snip off the umblica cord. In 5 mins, she was brought over to me and at that moment, i was doin my thankful prayer in silence, thanking whoever who accompanied me past the stony walk to delivery. Dr Loo assisted to take pictures for us.. all these when Dr Sim was still stitching me. Was pushed bk to ward at 1.30am and my family members were already commenting my new girl's one tough cookie. Made them head home for a proper rest so that they can come over to meet Gwen 1st thing in the morning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At 8am, when daryl reached, Gwen was brought into the room, and a proper introduction was made. Daryl had became a proud elder brother :) Me? I was happily enjoying my fantastic breakfast! Thru' out the next 2 days, visitors came and all exclaimed that Gwenie has a lot of hair. Hahaha... Was discharged on Monday since gynae felt that i must be doing damn well as I was up and walkin, laughing and eating and entertaining, within 12 hrs of birth. Wahaha!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok.. shall pen abt the discharge and Gwen's return to her  home in next few days... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13543052-9036909620818754045?l=jazzjewel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://jazzjewel.blogspot.com/2009/06/some-serious-backdating-gwens-arrival.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (jazzjewel)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JhKBxASbLWs/SkOeaCZPy9I/AAAAAAAADSU/BH7zcZ6p5MU/s72-c/DSC00066.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13543052.post-6396170414210391707</guid><pubDate>Thu, 15 Jan 2009 09:39:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-01-15T18:32:02.440+08:00</atom:updated><title>A good Start to 2009</title><description>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Yes, its barely 1 mth into the new 2009, and i am all excited and geared up. For the start of 2009 has proven to be challenging and brought abt lotsa good news. It has also set my momentum running and adrenalin pumping like mad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;It was a bountiful 2008, and all the hard work had paid off nicely. Our employees were happy with their 1 month bonus despite bad times, and its only right to give them their dues. Afterall, when they are happy, we will be happy, isn't it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Also, we are seeing more opportunities coming our way, and that led us to be so thankful and looking foward to better tomorrows. Of cos, it means we are getting busier. Am kinda worried cos i was initially planning to "retire" after CNY and recuperate at home, waiting for Gwen's birth. But i guess work is equally important, especially now that with Gwen coming along, expenses will confirm shoot up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Speaking of Gwen, its like another 2 more months to delivery and i cant help but feel jittery. I am loving every moment she stretches inside me, or when she kicks when i playfully tap on my tummy. The feeling is beyond description. Especially now, when she is growing day by day, and woth lesser tummy space for her to stretch, all her little movements can be felt. I love looking at my tummy now. The anticipating moment to see my belly do the kallang waves! Hahaha, its shiok! There was once i saw the belly "fluttering" up and down, just like ripples in the pond. Amazing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;And Daryl has been very cooperative so far. Sometimes he will just spurt out all of a sudden, asking me if Gwen is hungry. Hahaha, that darling! Gone are the times when he would grumble if i ask him to pick or retrieve some things from far or from the floor. Now, he does these acts willingly. That pleases me a lot, cos he knws that its not convenient for me to do "acrobatic" acts anymore. Also, i am happy that i understand his character well. Daryl is like an adult, who refuses to be surprised by sudden change of plans. He prefers to be well-informed so that he can "plan". Which is a good thing, cos even before i was evem pregnant, we have been preparing him in case we got pregnant. Hence, he's taking the whole pregnancy in good stride. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Oh, its almost 2 wks into his K2 and i am extremely proud that he's been promoted to become his class monitor! I dunno if the school will swop the position on a monthly basis or will this be a permanent arrangement. Either way, it doesnt matter, cos i'm happy that he's first in class to be named as one. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Its almost CNY and I think preparation's almost done. Reunion dinner has been booked at ChongQing Hotpot again! hahah... but we are dining on the eve of CNY eve, cos on 25th Jan, we are required to work. And for the 1st Day's steamboat dinner, we have almost bought most of the food, leaving the meat and vegetables till nearer CNY dates. Seafood's well stocked up. I think i have almost 2-3kg of prawns all neatly froze in the freezer. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;HB likes to think i am mad, for i simply crave for CNY songs!! Hahaha. . . .whats new? Music brings about good mood and isnt that nice? Not only me, but Daryl is loving all the CNY MTVs too!!! hohohoh. . . .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;ok, Hb's on his way to pick me to Ikea Tampines and Giant. Oppsss... i guess i will be splurging on CNY goodies again! :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291466128814552354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 133px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JhKBxASbLWs/SW8QaKUAtSI/AAAAAAAADKU/hylXCWum7HY/s400/gongxi.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13543052-6396170414210391707?l=jazzjewel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://jazzjewel.blogspot.com/2009/01/good-start-to-2009.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (jazzjewel)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JhKBxASbLWs/SW8QaKUAtSI/AAAAAAAADKU/hylXCWum7HY/s72-c/gongxi.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13543052.post-645762263384285799</guid><pubDate>Wed, 31 Dec 2008 06:04:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-12-31T14:22:28.903+08:00</atom:updated><title>New Addition to Yeo's Family</title><description>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;On this 30th Dec 2008, my family welcomes a new family member, that is my sister in law, Leah. After some years of datings, tiffs, and loves, the handsome couple pledged in front of their loved ones, to remain in love and unison, whether in times of sickness or happiness.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The solemnisation was held at Ritz Carlton's function room, followed by a sumptous buffet lunch at the Green House Cafe. Nigel is really good friend, to take up the position of designated photographer. I sponsored the photography session for dear bro, since they also have other monetary commitments. I've been thru it, and understood just how much expenses was incurred.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;It is an amazing feeling, to see dear bro, standing in front of the JP, back facing us, the audience, in one of his most solemn moments, listening attentively to the JP and her speech, promising to love and honour his wife from this day onwards. What a beautiful feeling it was, to witness a couple in love, go thru one of the most important phase in their relationship. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I duno if its purely overwhelming or pregnancy simply drives one's hormone's upside down, but i thot i detected a tear drop, hovering dangerously in my right eye corner, threatening to drip anytime. Yet, my mouth could not be closed cos i was smiling smiling away. Gosh, if witnessing a marriage can deduce me to such stage, i wonder how i will react perhaps 25 yrs from now, when Daryl meets his Ms Right, and go thru the same phase as his uncle. I must be mad!!! I am thinking abt things that may or may not happen, 2 decades from now!!! OMG!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Daryl, had been very cooperative! No nonsense, no misbehaviour and best of all, was on his toes all the time. He looked exceptionall suave, with his white long sleeve and kaki long pants. I supposed a belt and a tie will complete his gentleman's look, but that will be too overkilling. He's only 5, and a 5yo should not be made to dress as if he's 25yo, agree?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Talking abt Mum and Dad, both seemed cordial and almost nervous. Dad was his usual quiet manner, making very little small talks, and mostly the guardian for Daryl. Someone has to keep him on his toes, ya? Mum? beneath the modern dress up, a floral blouse + pants, her newly bought Rolex Ladies Oyster Perpectual DateJust (Jubilee Bracelets), and her bling bling diamond ring, she was simply nervous, twitching her thumbs. Hahaha, what a sight!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;From this day onwards, every end of Dec, will be a romantic affair, for 3 couples. My parents and bro + wife, share the same wedding anniversary, and myself n hb, is one day earlier. Fantastic or coincidence? You tell me. Hahaha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13543052-645762263384285799?l=jazzjewel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://jazzjewel.blogspot.com/2008/12/new-addition-to-yeos-family.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (jazzjewel)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13543052.post-6406501123031732712</guid><pubDate>Fri, 26 Dec 2008 06:06:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-12-26T14:57:43.103+08:00</atom:updated><title>BackDating As Usual</title><description>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Firstly, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MERRY XMAS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BOXING DAY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This whole week has been tiring but fun! But, i also realised that facts from pregnancy books are true! That all energy will vanish the same instant one hits her third trimester! OMG, I am beginning to freak out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Monday (22/12), we had a rolling good time at Sunny Island, Sentosa, for my maternity shots. We met Nigel and family at Ridout Macdonalds for breakfast before we convoyed to Sentosa. Once we hit the island, we proceeded straight to suss out spots for our shooting. In less than 10 mins, i can feel my makeup running! I was sweating buckets! We also had Sakae Sushi for lunch and New Zealand Natural Ice cream for desserts. Both Daryl and Trevor (Nigel's junior) had such fantastic time too! Ho ho ho. . . .We were done at Sunny Island by 3pm, and headed to Vivo City to chill out till abt 6pm, before we said goodbye to Nigel and family. Then my family of 3 dwelled n shopped more till 8plus. By the time we reached home, i literally snored on the bed, the instant i hit the sack. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;My fav pics... (the rest in facebook as usual)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283986025048333922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JhKBxASbLWs/SVR9S0UiXmI/AAAAAAAADJk/yuhdhzE15O0/s400/_MG_4608.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283986193519716738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JhKBxASbLWs/SVR9cn7PqYI/AAAAAAAADJs/oj39m782Qkg/s400/_MG_4640.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283986785772324946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JhKBxASbLWs/SVR9_GPRSFI/AAAAAAAADJ0/yRhTwMHoCx8/s400/_MG_4688.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283987628250934386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JhKBxASbLWs/SVR-wIt0rHI/AAAAAAAADJ8/MqNk8zxNCWM/s400/_MG_4700.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Xmas Eve (24/12), hb went office to settle some stuff, while i busied myself in the kitchen, marinating my chicken legs with thyme leaves, ground black pepper, salt and dark soya sauce. After hb's back, we went to Hougang Point to collect my free Jolly Sakae Sushi Platter, worth $49 (Free from Harvey Norman, when we bought ourhe 42" TV). Then its off to Nik's place for our xmas celebrations! For once, no booze (unless u term beer as that. But that to us, is plain water!!). All the men, Bert, Nik, Mike, Fatboy and HB went to Sembawang Shopping Centre to do their groceries leaving the women folks and kids at home. By the time they came back, i was almost famished!!! I am impressed with our men! The food they bought were good! Bert did his debut Dried Laksa, which proved to be very yummy!!!! My marinated chicken leg was grilled to perfection, tender and moist! Unlike previous years, no gambling and heavy boozing, cos everyone's either taking care of our young ones, or din want to risk being interrogated by the traffic polices. All no stamina to wait till countdown, and left by 11.30pm. Hahaha, we admit we are old! No more stamina left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Xmas Day (25/12), we met up with Tunseng, Gladys and Dennis for makan. Both Tun and Gladys flew back for their health checks as well as to visit friends. We went to Huang Jia at Leisure Park for a sumptous lunch. It was like we had booked the place all to ourselves. Throughout the 2 hrs lunch, there were no other diners, and we sat ourselves comfortably right in the centre of the restaurant! So much so for being centre of attractions! lols!!! After lunch, we had coffee at Coffee Bean. Time passed so fast, with everyone updating everyone, since the last we catched up together was almost 4yrs ago, before Tun and Gladys left for Shanghai. After sending them off, we proceeded to mum's place, to nuaz and to have our steamboat dinner. All of a sudden, it feels more like CNY than Xmas!! wahahaha, we were playing MJ while waiting to dine. We had fun dining and talking. Decided that this year's reunion will be a dine out affair, since i dun think by then, i will have the energy to do the food preparation and cleaning up. Goodie! Its gonna be at Chong QIng Magical Hot Pot again!!! ho ho ho!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283989199899610530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JhKBxASbLWs/SVSALnkETaI/AAAAAAAADKE/CuF0-a4Fb4o/s400/PC250028.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, will blog again soon!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13543052-6406501123031732712?l=jazzjewel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://jazzjewel.blogspot.com/2008/12/backdating-as-usual.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (jazzjewel)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JhKBxASbLWs/SVR9S0UiXmI/AAAAAAAADJk/yuhdhzE15O0/s72-c/_MG_4608.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13543052.post-155506580165645043</guid><pubDate>Wed, 17 Dec 2008 05:02:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-12-17T13:29:51.178+08:00</atom:updated><title>Counting down to ... ...</title><description>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Falalalala.... its year end!!! This is my favourite time of the year. Somehow, days pass just so easily during this period, with excessive shoppings, parties, family outings and so many festivities to look forward to! Me love December!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20th Dec&lt;br /&gt;AW x'mas gathering at East Coast!!! We had it last year at Sentosa. And this year, i suspect it will be a small intimate affair since most will be overseas for holidays or personal engagements. Nvm, we'll still enjoy ourselves anyway!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22nd Dec&lt;br /&gt;My "mega-photoshoot"!!! Hahahaha, yap, Nigel has been so sweet! Cant tahan my pestering and decide to go a free maternity photoshoot for me. We have decided to go to Sentosa, with our families. Thats killing 3 birds with one "shoot". One, i get to do my outdoor shoot(something that i regretted not doing when Daryl was in tummy). Two, I have my closest kins to give me the support (most like to help me produce my mega-watt smile). Three, the kids get to play with the sand, sun and sea (provided weather will be kind).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24th Dec/25th Dec&lt;br /&gt;If bert and rest are still gonna be in sin, (assuming they cant bear to leave us behind to go for their kukup trip), we will have our yearly xmas party with lotsa card games and booze!!! I love love love our parties!!! But i am so gonna miss my booze! honestly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29th Dec&lt;br /&gt;My 7th wedding anniversary!!! Hahaha, ya, i know i just blogged abt my 8th anniversary, but that was the ROM anniversary. 29th Dec is our customary anniversary. But, think we will skip the celebrations cos the next day, will be bro's ROM date. We can celebrate with free meal at the Ritz Carlton!!! wahahaha... Am thinking what should i be receiving for my anniversary pressie? Maybe, i'll ask him to pay half for my diamond earrings. kekeke.... Ya, me has been no good. Too much splurging! Dun dare to list out my expenses for this year (cant resist nt to blog: 2 holidays, diamond earrings, Spa package, new TV, new sofa, LV wallet (hb's n mine) and LV bag, diamond ring for mum and a half-sponsored Coach Bag for her). But i promised myself already, that after 5 yrs of prudence and all, this shall be the only year that i will spend. Anyway, i got what i want, all in 2009. kekeke.... i shall stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30th Dec&lt;br /&gt;Somehow, this December is special! Besides having Gwen (lying contentedly in my tummy) around, my family has a new addition! Hahaha.. no, no, no, not another baby. My "baby" brother (he is 29yrs tis yr), is gonna move into another phase in his life - to be someone's husband. He will be having his solemnisation at Ritz Carlton, followed by buffet lunch. Well, i am determined to be a good sis! Hahaha, shall be sponsoring his photography. Well, this same day, is my parent's wedding anniversary too!! 32 years of marriage! Amazing!! Having gone thru all the storms, our family came out much stronger than before!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are what i am looking forwrad to now. 31st Dec is gonna be another long blog. I guess i wun write abt it yet.... counting counting counting down!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13543052-155506580165645043?l=jazzjewel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://jazzjewel.blogspot.com/2008/12/counting-down-to.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (jazzjewel)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13543052.post-8713013424775565458</guid><pubDate>Wed, 10 Dec 2008 13:22:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-02-01T11:41:10.948+08:00</atom:updated><title>The Rise of the AFI</title><description>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Went to Gynae today. The scan showed very positive results - deep pockets of water. Gynae was apparently very pleased with the scan result, for the AFI was at a new high of 14.5!!!! I think before i forget, i better record down here for reference sake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21 wks exact (17/11/08) - 8.7 (363g)&lt;br /&gt;21 wks + 5d (24/11/08) - 12.4 (418g)&lt;br /&gt;23 wks + 5d (1/12/08) - 10.9 (535g)&lt;br /&gt;25 wks exact (10/12/08) - 14.5 (560g) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;29 wks (02/01/09) - (963g)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;30+wks (23/01/09) - (1336g)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we discussed with Gynae and have decided that from week 20th Mar onwards, it will be good to deliver Gwen. Made a appointment with Master ChangJue on Saturday, for him to choose the auspicious date and time to deliver Gwen, and of cos, to name her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cant wait for Sat to come sooner! :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13543052-8713013424775565458?l=jazzjewel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://jazzjewel.blogspot.com/2008/12/rise-of-afi.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (jazzjewel)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13543052.post-2539062860342273184</guid><pubDate>Sat, 06 Dec 2008 20:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-12-07T05:32:58.726+08:00</atom:updated><title>Bountiful Week</title><description>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I am lazy. I know since have all the time in the world now, I shld be dilligently blogging to update and keep myself busy. But, I just am avoiding sitting up to blog, cos I know with each entry, it meant having me sit down for at least 1hr to pen it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, having slept at almost 8.30pm today, I am now wide-eyed, at a freaking 3:40am! So better update my bountiful week. Its eventful, compared to the previous few weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29th Nov (Sat)&lt;br /&gt;Its Sat, and I had quite enough of staying in. I mean, I am not sick. But at the rate that I am staying in, its quite enough to make my CPU (Brain) cofused, and may actually declare a system (Body) breakdown lor. Since hb complained that the LV Damier Graphite Multiple Wallet that I got for his bday on 1st Nov, had "chipped", we decided to go get an exchange. Yes, u heard me right! What the hell is that? LV's leather chipped, in less than one month's usage??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At DFS LV Boutique, the sales associate refused to exchange, saying that we had used it. Even when we were patiently explaining to her that it was less than one mth's light usage. Hb is more gentle than me lor. It was obvious that it was not a scratch, not negligence but design fault, and the SA gotta keep refusing responsibilities. I got rather pissed and hb too. Till Hb said, downright," If u are telling me its like dat, wear and tear, even thou I am now telling you its less than 1 mth, that means we are paying so much for a quality that sucks, right?" FYI, this is hb's most expensive wallet till date, S$615. Ya, much lesser than my wallet, but still . . . ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I din wanna speak to this SA anymore, and asked to speak to the Store Manager. He was out for dinner, and I told her that we will be going for family dinner, and that to get her Manager to call us. We would want an explanation as well as an exchange. She finally called, when i brought my mum for testin of clothings for Bro's wedding. Told her that we will only go over after our dinner. We are not that cheapskate trying to pull a fast one lor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After dinner at Crystal Jade (Shaw Towers), we walked over to DFS. That rude SA left for home! Talk about Service??? Yes, she did inform me thou that she will be leaving work soon. But, if you need to pacify a customer, ezpecially someone who is upset, dun u need to stay on? Anyway, spoke to another SA, and this one is certainly much sweeter! Offered a one-to-one exchange. But Hb aint gonna get another DG Multiple lor. Instead, we rather we topped up another $125 more, to get another design. I did tell the SA to indicate on the receipt that we had done an exhange already, and will not be expecting to do another one. I am fair and square, and knows how to abide by the STRICTLY ONE EXCHANGE ONLY policy. Well, a pleasant surprise awaited. When I requested for a catalogue to browse thru, (in the store), I was offered instead, the catalogue to bring home!! Hahaha, I joked that tis catalogue is indeed priceless!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276792590583111954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 280px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 210px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JhKBxASbLWs/STru50seoRI/AAAAAAAADJE/vxqfxIpqWUs/s320/DGM.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;LV Damier Graphite Multiple&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;1 Dec (Mon)&lt;br /&gt;Brought son to Ikea Tampines for breakfast (at 11plus?? Sigh). Had wanted to try and do a leisurely walk. Gynae called and asked about my well-being. Told her i was out on Sat for a mere 4hrs, and leaked quite a bit. She issued a "decree" and wanted me to go see her within the next 1 hr. Sigh . . . no choice, had to deprive Son's playtime, to set off to TMC straight. No bad news from Gynae after check up. AFI was at 10.9. Went down a little compared to previous, but she was not worried, as she was confident that the scan still showed deep pockets of water. Was assured that AFI level fluctuates anyway. Was told to see her 2 weeks later. Rushed home immediately, cos my temps, Angie and Mel, was supposed to come over to pass me some assignments as well as visit me. They were sweet, brought along ice creams!! Hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 Dec (Wed)&lt;br /&gt;Celebrated my 8th Wedding Anniversary (ROM) - 02 Dec 2000, one day belated. Not obedient lah. Went out at 12plus. Stepped into my office, after like donkey years, and was visibly glad that everything is functioning as per normal. Left for Orchard for my Mani and Pedi, pick up some stuffs from client (darn! they used to see me twice every week.. . . but now..). By 4.30pm, all my errands were settled, and we decided to have &lt;a href="http://www.chinesefeasts.com.sg/"&gt;The Magic of ChongQing HotPot&lt;/a&gt; for our celebrations. So hb drove us to Tanglin Shopping Centre. I must have mentioned umpteen times in my previous entry that I am a hot pot gal! Gimme Hot Pot anytime!!! We were the 1st customers, waiitng for them to start operating, and walked out 2hrs later, with huge satisfaction and almost $75. I admit i was pigging out, having been left out of good food for so long!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 Dec (Thurs)&lt;br /&gt;Was a good "patient", to stay in, since I was out for almost one day. Stayed home, watched my fav SCV Channel 69, &lt;a href="http://www.asianfoodchannel.com/"&gt;Asian Food Channel&lt;/a&gt;, and was constantly happy, for Juzzy msn-ed me in the morning, saying she got me the LV Galliera PM! I am happy like a bird!!!! It cost S$1930 if i were to get in Sin, but Dear Juzzy, will help me to bring back from London this Jan, at S$1600... hohoho. . . after conversion from GBP$ to S$ of cos! Thats a decent savings of $300!!!!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276790604290426562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 248px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JhKBxASbLWs/STrtGNLZhsI/AAAAAAAADIs/qQFN4rOyqGY/s320/PRODUCT+ID+M56382.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;LV Galliera PM (Monogram)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;5 Dec (Fri)&lt;br /&gt;Son stayed in the house with me, and it certainly did me good, since it means i have some form of company. But to avoid over straining, i "chased" him upstairs to watch his &lt;a href="http://www.cartoonnetwork.com/"&gt;Cartoon Network&lt;/a&gt;, while i rest downstairs in the living room. My trial confinement food from &lt;a href="http://www.newbaby.com.sg/"&gt;Newbaby&lt;/a&gt; arrived at 11.30am, promptly. I like the service. All packed in nice microwavable tupperwares, and all wares stored in a transparent Toyogo box for easy transportation. This trial lunch is $30. I had braised dark pork ribs, kailan veggies, Liver Soup with Lily Bulbs, steamed rice and one bottle of Red Date Tea. I guess I will be sticking to this confinement food caterer. Anyway, my TMC's &lt;a href="http://www.thomsonmedical.com/facilities.htm#firstborn"&gt;SBI (Subsequent Borned Incentives) Card&lt;/a&gt; will entitle me to a further 20% less from the price of $1388.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evening time, hb came home and we drove out to SingExpo, to visit the Sports Exhibition. Lame lah, nothing much to see. Ended up, we spent more time at the John Little's Mega Sale. Got a baby cot with free mattress and bedding sets at $169, and other clothings for Daryl and Gwen, and hehehe, i got 2 Charles and Keith shoes + 1 Dinner bag, at less than S$60! Total damage as we walked out of the expo was $350.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 Dec (Sat)&lt;br /&gt;My fav day of the week. Hb works every Sunday, and hence Sat is a family day. We went Hougang Point NTUC and bought lotsa food. Wanted to do a western cuisine, having been so attentive, watching AFC everyday. Bert n gang wanted to come visit me (sweet), and hence we bought extra food, to do a massive cook-out. First time fully utilising my oven (roast/bake/sautee). We had roasted chicken leg, mushroom stew, peppery pork chop, sausages, cheesey potato chunks and poached veggies. I tell u, this dinner is fantastic!!!! Best of all, i only did the marinate and surprise surprise, i waS chased out of the kitchen. The men (Bert, Nik and Hb) whipped up a storm in the kitchen! Us, the wives, were just chatting, watching AFC (as usual), keepin a look out for Daryl and Baby Shyuen. Really damn tai tais lor... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We are blessed with hubbies who can &lt;strong&gt;cook&lt;/strong&gt; (Bert n Nik), &lt;strong&gt;thorough housework&lt;/strong&gt; (hb - eh, except cooking, he does all the rest), technically inclined (hb is the TECH expert!), &lt;strong&gt;work&lt;/strong&gt; (Bert-High Flyer in a media company; Nik-successful Sales Engineer; Hb-owns our little humble business), and being &lt;strong&gt;Daddies&lt;/strong&gt; (to Daryl and Shyuen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, i guess that right!! I really took 1 hr to blog lor. Its 5:08am now, and i am still feeling awake, and yes, HUNGRY!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13543052-2539062860342273184?l=jazzjewel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://jazzjewel.blogspot.com/2008/12/bountiful-week.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (jazzjewel)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JhKBxASbLWs/STru50seoRI/AAAAAAAADJE/vxqfxIpqWUs/s72-c/DGM.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13543052.post-1259025628806044293</guid><pubDate>Sat, 29 Nov 2008 04:33:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-11-29T12:57:45.459+08:00</atom:updated><title>Bedrest 24 Nov - 9 Dec</title><description>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Following my pregnancy scare, the only thing I can do for Gwen and myself, would be to be as obedient as possible, to have bedrest at home. But, i realised bedresting is no easy feat, for a "chicken backside" person like me, hates to be bounded on bed, nor under any "house arrest".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, how do i spend my days?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8am - Wake Up&lt;br /&gt;9.30am - Brekkie (Out of House!! Yay!!)&lt;br /&gt;10.30am - Watch Cable/Msn/Surf Net/Sleep&lt;br /&gt;7pm - Dinner (hb buys back)&lt;br /&gt;8pm - Watch Cable/Msn/Surf Net/Sleep&lt;br /&gt;11pm - Sleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, the hours in between, are (you've guess it), TV all the way, either full lying or half lying position. Its a miracle i did not develop bed-sores! hahaha... I am grateful that during this bedresting season, i am still able to head downstairs for brekkie with hubby, before returning home to "rest".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But honestly, by Day 3, i was like almost insane. With no one to talk to, and i got to try my darnest best not to walk around, i can only try to "make love" with my sofa. Sigh....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, a long time fren, Gladys came back to Singapore for some visiting, and decided to spring me a surprise on Wed. She was in town to take care of her folks, and visit some frens (not one, but some) who were diagnosed with cancer. And when she text me, i was so happy!!! We almost were not in contact since she and Tun left for Shanghai almost 5 yrs ago. When she heard that I can resting at home, she arrived promptly in less than 45mins, from her tanglin halt house to mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had such a lovely time catching up and were telling each other stories abt the past 5 yrs. To me, its a precious friendship bonding. During that few hours at my place, she was so busy telling me abt her frens and helping me replenish and boil water for my consumption. I felt bad, but very loved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was supposed to visit me again on Friday, before leaving for Shanghai this Saturday. But she decided to sprang another surprise visit on Thurs, and I was reallu caught by surpise!!! She came with Bak Kwas and Pork Floss (both daryl n hb's fav), and we managed to chat up for abt 1 hr, before she departed to bring her friend out for a walk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, i realised her visit did me lots of good, for 1 had company, and was visibly happier than the past few days. Hb felt happy for me too. I slept better too, possibly of better mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully there wil be more visits from frens, though i am not like seriously ill. I am not ill in the first place too!! I guess i just needed some companion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who's coming to visit me?? :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13543052-1259025628806044293?l=jazzjewel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://jazzjewel.blogspot.com/2008/11/bedrest-24-nov-9-dec.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (jazzjewel)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13543052.post-3873651336960811454</guid><pubDate>Wed, 26 Nov 2008 10:06:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-11-26T18:52:44.515+08:00</atom:updated><title>Pregnancy Scares - Low Amniotic Fluids - Part 2</title><description>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Well, as i was saying, after the week anxiety, we went to visit the new Gynae that my gynae introduced. Normally, i would freak out, knowing its gonna be a male gynae who will be checking me. But given the ordeal, who scared about the gynae being male or female? All i need is a 2nd set of opinion, and a definite one, to tell me that Gwen is alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My appt was at 3pm, but we found ourselves sitting outside at 1.45pm. I just cant wait to get this over and done with, for i am losing insanity by the minute. I was unusually restless, playing with my fingers, rubbing my pantent bag. Hb gave me a tight squeeze to calm me, and that made me feel like tearing again, instantly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, we din have to wait long. Was called into the gynae's room quickly. Nice man, someone who is not overly intimidating. Fluent english and nice tones. As i laid on the bed, he started his scan. That was when my heart was fluttering. Not becos of him, but cos i was scared. I needed to hear reassuring information. As he scanned, i can see Gwen jerking, waving and kicking. Lovely sight! Gynae measured the FL and HL. And i think i must be one of his most well-researched patient. For i probed and ask things like," What abt the lungs?? Developing well?", and asked abt the kidneys, whether there's any special markers etc...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To our greatest relief, he said the organs are developing really well!! Then he measured the 4 pockets of water (water bags). After adding them up, the AFI had rose to 12.4!!!!!!!!!! Am at the normal range finally!! It was also at this moment, i can no longer fight back my tears, and allowed them to flow freely. I turned to look at hb, and saw a beautiful smile, one that speaks of paternal love and relief. Gynae showed us a side profile of Gwen, and i swear that i thought i saw a baby Daryl in the monitor! She looks like him, with the sharp nose!!! She's beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After i got dressed, we sat to discuss further. Gynae said he is very optimistic about the development. That was just what i needed to hear. Even the FL and HL increased. No alarms. Best part, instead of giving us pics of the scans, he gave us the soft copies, burnt in a CD. Aint that sweet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We then went to our own gynae's clinic to show her the report. At her clinic, the nurses were concerned abt the report, and when i told one of them that the AFI rose, she was so happy and excited for me! With no hesitance, she shoved the report excitedly to the other nurse and said," The AFI increased!!". It was heart warming to know that they cared!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gynae was nodding her head in approval, saying the assessment report was more than satifactorily. As i explained patiently to her, once again, that i suspect its the Ammiotic Fluid leaking, for i felt dampness still, she did a thorough check. Then she said that its probably a slight leak. Anyhow, to play safe, she agreed with me that a bedrest may be better for me afterall. If i cant prevent the leakage, i can at least slow down the leaking process. Hence, a 2wks hospitalisation leave was bestowed on me, but all i needed to do was to bedrest at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As i stepped out of the clinic, i text those who knw abt the past wk's trauma, and in less than 10 secs, i was greeted with all their replies! Bert even laughed and said i must drink more water and stop becoming like a camel!!! Everyone was happy. I made a call to mum to reassure her, and i can hear her sighing with relief!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am hoping the AFI will either maintain or rise, and not dip any further. Well, seeing Gynae in 2 wks time. Crossin fingers that all will continue to be positive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13543052-3873651336960811454?l=jazzjewel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://jazzjewel.blogspot.com/2008/11/pregnancy-scares-low-amniotic-fluids_26.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (jazzjewel)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13543052.post-8606602561900350747</guid><pubDate>Tue, 25 Nov 2008 06:45:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-11-25T15:39:51.473+08:00</atom:updated><title>Pregnancy Scares - Low Amniotic Fluids - Part 1</title><description>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I am back blogging, after a torturous week. Last week (17/11), we went our our 2nd ultrasound scan, and had the rudest shock of my life. As per all U/S (ultrasound), the objective was to detect any fetal anomaly. This is where the sonographer would scan the tummy, and determine baby's weight, dimensions of the crown rump, the femur length, the humur length, all the organs and the amniotic fluid level (AFI).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the sonographer scanned for the AFI, she asked me uneasily, with concerns in her eyes, if i were experiencing any discharge/leaking. Well, which women dun? I replied her, as a matter of fact, that yes, in a definite tone. And offered the information, saying its probably always, except that recent few weeks, the dampness level on my undergarment is more. It was only after replying her, then i sensed an air of uneasiness and hesitance. When i tried to probe more, she refused to advise more, except that she would indicate the remarks in the Fetal Assessment Report, for my gynae to further advise me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seeing my fears, she then relented, and explained that for a MTB (mum to be), the acceptable AFI is 16 +/-5, i.e betw 11 - 21. Mine falls at 8.7. So, what does that piece of information mean exactly?? She refused to explain further, and state that the Gynae would be in a better position to advise. Also, she mentioned Gwen's limbs are a little short, and she is kinda concerned. She proceeded to ask abt Daryl's birth weight and length, and then in a lame-ish effort, tried to assure her there should not be a prob, since both hb and me arent too tall and strong built.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With such feeble and insufficient advise, i felt instantly down. When stepped into gyane's clinic, i was different from the past. Previously, i would cheerily say hi to the nurses and all, but this time, i am just in no mood to make any small talks. In Gynae's room, when she looked at the report, she told me what i already knw, which is 8.7 AFI. When we expressed our concerns, asking her what does low AFI means eventually, she merely said, with low AFI, baby will not hv enough nutrients, for their daily nutrients come from the AF. Usually babies if under low AFI, will tend to suffer from kidneys malfunctions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wasted no time, and she did one more scan. She then assured me that she was not too worried, as the screen showed pockets of water and pretty deep too. Still, she wanted us to be mentally prepared, that the consequences of low AFI is basically undesirable. As i was then at the 21st week of pregnancy, if any abortion is required, it should be done before the 24th week. Hence, i was scheduled to see her the followin week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the car, i staretd my silent tearing. Hb kept quiet thru'out. He knows me best. Some words are best left unspoken. Still, we were still bothered abt what exactly caused the low AFI, and the consequences. At home, the 1st thing i did was to research on low AFI. The results shattered my world, instantly.   The findings:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Fetal abnormalities&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're found to have low levels of amniotic fluid in your first or second trimester, it may mean that your baby has a birth defect. If his kidneys aren't there or aren't developing properly (Potter's syndrome) or his urinary tract is blocked, your baby won't produce enough urine to maintain the level of amniotic fluid. A congenital heart defect can also cause this problem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I surfed through so many parenting forums, and mostly, babies were aborted or auto-terminated due to low AFI. I remembered as i surfed, my tears kept flowing non stop, and its the worst time i've probably even been thru. I kept asking myself, what went wrong?? Why should I suffer from such agonies for both pregnancies? During Daryl's time, he was diagnosed without heartbeat, and i was told that i would need to abort him. But i persisted to wait, since it was still early part of the pregnancy. I am thankful, up to this day, that i persisted, for he is now a bubbly and healthy boy. But, do i need to go thru this agony one more time?? Especially after 5 years of trying??? So, do i still persist? Even though there may be a mild percentage that Gwen will be borned an unhealthy baby? That thought hurt me so badly, and my heart bled numerous time, whenever she kicked me. How issit possible that my Olympic Swimmer, with powerful kicks, is suffering inside me??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the one week ordeal, I cant sleep, and dun eat well. Whats worse is that i find myself tearing non-stop. Cheery Catherine is gone. Still, that never stop me from making my own research, to improve the situation. I started drinking a lot of plain water, in bids to replenish the lost fluids. I did bedrest, for i noticed that when i m in the lying position, there is hardly any leakage, compared to when I am standing. Also, i forbade myself from crying, cos i cannot afford to lose more water than i am already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was insanity, the whole week, while waiting to see the gynae. Thru'out this week, i couldnt bear to blog, for fear of losing control. I am immersely grateful to my frens for standing by me. Close Fren was the first i wrote email to, for he went thru a similar route. Pastcivic had been nice, to talk and counsel me thru msn, and checkin on me every morning, thru msn still, to ensure my moods lifted up. Darling Sel and Juzzy, gave me the support I needed, making me feel not alone. The GES gang, after hearing from Mike, starting sms-ing and calling, either to me or hb. They even dropped by on Sat, to visit me as well as celebrate nik's bday. My greatest pillars of support has to be hb and my family. Hb, made it a point to buy back lunch and dinner, in betw works, and checked on me constantly. No words exchanged, but when he held my hands as we slept, i felt a sense of reality, and calmness. My parents, when heard abt the bad news, were disappointed but they concealed their feelings very well. They told me not to think about it anymore, and if really diagnosed that Gwen would be suffering from the anomalies, for her good, we should let her "go". Mum even woke up at 5+am the next day to go to WaterLoo Street to pray to GuanYin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The one week torture was over, when we went for the scheduled scan yesterday, 24/11. I will blog this in the next entry. Its time for me to lie down and rest once again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to all, for being there for me. Thanks to Gwen for showing me the determination to go thru the stony path. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13543052-8606602561900350747?l=jazzjewel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://jazzjewel.blogspot.com/2008/11/pregnancy-scares-low-amniotic-fluids.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (jazzjewel)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13543052.post-6760651310810534324</guid><pubDate>Mon, 10 Nov 2008 13:57:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-11-10T22:55:37.522+08:00</atom:updated><title>11 years already?</title><description>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Few days ago, hb casually reminded me that 10th Nov falls on a Monday, which is our off day. I was like, "huh? anything important happening on 10th??". He glared at me and said slying then," Oh, the day i met u, with a huge hole on your tee". I was like " WTH!!!!!" and started laughing like mad!!! Ya, 11 years ago, we first met, on sunny island, Sentosa, when I was an intern and he, a contractor. The rest is history. Oh!! Ya, gotta clarify, that &lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt; hole, was actually part of my tee's design, somewhere below the neck, above the boobies.. (how embarrassing to even describe abt it). So, put it plainly, its our 11th yrs "anniversary" based on our first meeting. So mushy right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hence, after we dropped son in the office, we headed straight to Suntec. So boring right? Hb wanted to satisfy my Kuishinbo's craving, but since we were still bloated with our brekkie, we decided to roam ard. By 2.45pm, when we felt hunger pangs, i was dismayed that last order was at 2.30pm. i was like ," dong dong dong, kuishinbo, bye bye bye"... We ended up at Sizzler. Since VISA had this buy on meal and get 2nd meal 30% off, comes inclusive of free helpings to salad bar, we decided to nuaz there. I tell u, we should have just settled for the salad bar alone. The variety is enough to feed Gwen and myself for 1 day!! ahahaha . . . After devouring the mains, i surrendered, for fear that Gwen may decide to give me a banana kick and made me throw up all the delish sweet cherry tomatoes, lettuces etc... Stole a look at hb, and he had long since been waving his white napking in the air, to signify his surrender. Wahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the aircon in Suntec was really too strong, we were both rubbing our arms as we walked, cos it was just freaking cold. Decided to be real romantic, to walk under the slight slight drizzle. Pretty romantic in a way, as we strolled past the office towers towards Marina Sq. But somehow, it was funny sight too. I was pretty worried that i may slipped, hence i was like walking so awkwardly, almost like a penguin, straddling. hehehe.. a fat one, if i may add.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At M.Sq, we shopped ard, and being implusive, i got myself a top and a tunic dress, from Dorothy Perkins. Why implusive? Becos there's NO REASON for me to get anymore items, when i have Old Navy to depend on. Lols!!! As we walked on and on, it was almost 5pm. Since parking at Suntec is per entry after 5pm, it doesnt matter anymore, what time we left that area. So, i made a quick call to Wellness Village at Pan Pacific, and found ourselves heading there, for a good rub.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At Wellness Village, (my 2nd visit, and hb's 1st), we were greeted with a cheery," Hi Catherine!". Very quickly, and mechanically, we were given forms to fill up, and led to the couple's room. Hb did their signature massage, while i have no other choice except a pre-natal one. Hb was apprehensive in the room, wondering what will happen, and i kept telling him to relax and let them "work" on him. Lolz... sounds so "kinky".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My therapist, Margie, was a pretty and young gal, but specialises in pre-natal. I was a little worried, as this is the 1st pre-natal massage in my life. Margie was good! Talked to me a little, to ease my tension, and explain every steps before she started her works. While hearing her out, i can also hear the crackling of hb's bones! Wahahaha, pity the therapist, for she must have had a hard time, gettin rid of his knotty problems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After 60mins, we walked out feelin so damn refreshed. As i walked out with hb, i kept mumbling that i am gonna do this every month!! My CS Gal came over to explain her package, saying that for trial, its $60/pax, for newcomer. If we get the package, it wuld be based on $50/hr for subsequent, based on a 18hrs session, at $900. After consideration, we took the $600 package. The deal is that i can utilise any type of massage, facial etc on the menu, at $50/hr. Additional hrs, will deduct from package. Which suits me, since i assume i will need my pre-natal regularly. Tis package is suppose to last me till post natal, but knowing me, its impossible lah. I will surely utilise it before gwen pops out lor. Kekekeke . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, now that i am back home, i am still feelin darn refreshed and my backache seems to disappear!! Only problem is that my chilly chicken steak and tempura prawns are still not digested! Sigh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13543052-6760651310810534324?l=jazzjewel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://jazzjewel.blogspot.com/2008/11/11-years-already.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (jazzjewel)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13543052.post-3621218626311990201</guid><pubDate>Thu, 06 Nov 2008 06:21:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-11-06T15:03:28.437+08:00</atom:updated><title>KylieX 2008</title><description>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ooh, finally the true DIVA is coming to Sin for her Kylie X 2008 Concert! For a woman of her height (i heard 1.55m?), she certainly oozes charm and is extremely SEXY!! Plus, her "electrifying" songs are such a turn on!!! Oh, i mean the songs certainly get one high and hardly anyone can stay stagnant with her music blasting in the background, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But darn it, why must her tickets be so expensive? Sigh. . . becos its a 16 million dollars production, and becos she is KYLIE MINOGUE. That explains it all, right? I went to &lt;a href="http://www.sistic.com.sg/portal/dt?retry=1&amp;amp;dt.windowProvider.targetPortletChannel=JSPTabContainer/sEventsCalendar/Event&amp;amp;contentCode=kylie1108&amp;amp;dt.isPortletRequest=true&amp;amp;dt.provider=PortletWindowProcessChannel&amp;amp;dt.containerName=JSPTabContainer/sEventsCalendar&amp;amp;dt.action=process&amp;amp;dt.windowProvider.currentChannelMode=VIEW&amp;amp;dt.window.portletAction=RENDER"&gt;sistic&lt;/a&gt; to check, and was told her 2 cheapest ticket categories, $100 and $150, were all snapped up. Whats left are the $250, $375 and $550 ones. Oh.... i cant bear to part my monies on the tickets... And its a single sided stage. Sigh. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just yesterday, i was online with Iggy and Pastcivic and darn Pastcivic said that its not worth spending money to watch an old woman dance. Hey!!! I told him flat that he cant appreciate a DIVA lor. Wahahahaha.... Who can forget the catchy "I Should Be So Lucky... (lucky lucky lucky), or the dance tune "Cant get you out of my head" (nah nah nah, nah nah nah......), and oh, Love at 1st Sight!! What else? Slow (and the MV had gorgeous and generous flesh and thongs!), and ...and... and.... Especially for You (duet with then darn blardy handsome heartthrob, Jason Donovan!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, in the mean time, i guess i gotta wait till hb agrees to go with me? Or that i am willing to convince myself that the spending is well worth? Actually i am 100% convinced already that it is a MUST WATCH concert, since its her 1st in Singapore!!! But... procrastination is weighing me down. Any sponsors?? Any free tickets???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13543052-3621218626311990201?l=jazzjewel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://jazzjewel.blogspot.com/2008/11/kyliex-2008.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (jazzjewel)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13543052.post-7064949926263693773</guid><pubDate>Mon, 03 Nov 2008 14:48:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-11-04T18:39:33.554+08:00</atom:updated><title>Hang in There, Pal!</title><description>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Recently, a good fren of mine met with some problems at work, and after hearing the situation, i couldnt help but feel indignant for this dear fren. Many thoughts came rushing into my mind when we were having our small talks, and mostly were siding this dear fren.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While talking to hb abt Fren's problems at work, i cant help but feel my blood boiling once again. While hb sympathised Fren's situation, he added that sometimes its just hard for the employees to go against the bosses, and that perhaps Fren should try to endure, since we are in the "technical recession".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its been the same thing that i have told Fren too, that if can endure, just endure and lie low. But if cant, then look for ways out. Being in employment, means heavy consideration, even if one feels really upset. It is all about weighing the dollars and cents, than the pride and joy. Seriously, i meant what i say. I am pretty anal about being in tune with my principles. Sometimes, if things went too far, I would rather abide by my mantra, than to swallow the pride and go with the flow. But i know, that it is very unfair to use this same principle on my Fren. For once, i am appreciating the fact that I run my own business, and I decide my path, rather than let some idiots lead me by my nose and head for doom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, the feeling sucks big time, especially when i can totally comprehend how Fren feels. I was in the same shit before, and decided that perhaps i am better off on my own. I havent seen Fren in this state before, cos most of the time, Fren would be the one consoling me or knockin me to senses or giving ever so sensible advices. Fren's in a way, my guiding light. But now, I just feel like giving Fren a bear hug, hoping all the knotty problems would go away. For once, I aint as long winded as before, pestering and asking if things alright. Maybe i came to my own enlightenment after my return trip from BKK, i.e. to just be there for my frens, listen if they need to grumble, and speak when they want to hear. Sometimes, being overly concerned can be even more traumatising.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i have faith that Fren will rough over this situation soon. Pal, if you are reading this, hang in there. You'll see light at the end of the tunnel soon. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13543052-7064949926263693773?l=jazzjewel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://jazzjewel.blogspot.com/2008/11/hang-in-there-pal.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (jazzjewel)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13543052.post-8520104476738235312</guid><pubDate>Sun, 02 Nov 2008 21:31:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-11-03T22:25:05.136+08:00</atom:updated><title>Lee Hom-The Music Man Concert 08</title><description>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;One look at my title, you may assume that I am a hardcore fan of this talented good-looker. Nah, it is not. For one, i cant remember me being a hardcore fan of anyone. And, he don't and will not belong to me at all, so why hanker over impossibilities? Kekeke...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got a pair of courtesy tickets from Uncle S cos his gf was unable to attend due to full day shift. When he text-ed me if interested in Lee Hom, i was like,"Yes!!!! Got free tix huh?" I figured it's been a long time since i last watched concerts with hb, and it would be good to take some hours off on a Saturday night for dating. Who says being married for a decade and when pregnant, one should forget about making merry and strive hard at marriage building? Hey, it all takes 2 hands to clap, and for this instance, 2 pairs, to be exact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hence, we found ourselved parked at Leisure Dome, and made our way to North Entrance leisurely. There, we saw enthusiasts strolling in, and saw clusters of StarHub temps distributing whistles. Door opened at 7.20pm, qnd we found our seats in no time. Right up the highest block, B05, Row 31, Seats 3 and 4. This is my first time sitting so high up, but i am especially appreciative cos its free, and i kinda got a bird's eye view of the left, right and centre seatings. Our seats faced the stage directly, so it was just good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, many stars graced this concert too! From Kit Chan to Stefanie Sun and her daddy etc. The show started abt 8.30pm, and man! it was just a ROCK concert to me!! Pyros, brightly litted LCD walls, real until cannot type of animation and all... and The Music Man is just DARN SUAVE!!!! his opening number was "Whats Wrong with Rock?" (Ok, direct translation ok?)... Got the floor pretty hyped up, and lightsticks were thrusted wildly in the air! The ambience was further enhanced by the whistle blowing, courtesy from StarHub.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole concert ended about 11pm, with us feeling like we just watched a splendid rock show... Thot he sang too little of his love ballads. Mostly are the electric versions. still, the generous pyros proved to be worth the money spent, only that i watched it free. Hb was laughing towards the end, cos we both experienced deafness in our ears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, it was a good date for us, and we do wish for more to come!! hehehe &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13543052-8520104476738235312?l=jazzjewel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://jazzjewel.blogspot.com/2008/11/lee-hom-music-man-concert-08.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (jazzjewel)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13543052.post-4339112906691537074</guid><pubDate>Tue, 28 Oct 2008 12:48:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-10-28T21:59:41.414+08:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ermm.... just as i was lamenting the lack of inspiration for my new entry, hb provided me with THE topic. Actually, he din say anything, except he gave an exceptionally loud snort, to an article he chanced upon on &lt;a href="http://www.asiaone.com/Business/News/Story/A1Story20081028-96636.html"&gt;Asiaone&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After digesting the article myslef, (man! i almost got indigestion, reading that blood-boiling article), i found myself giving 2 times louder snorts than hubby's. Whats happening to the younger generation? No, i sincerely apologised, cos i know my statement is harsh, and not all the "Y" and "Z" Generation are birds of the same feathers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In summary, the article talked about this first year student in our local uni, having no qualms about her extravagance, and feels seemingly no harm about her lavish lifestyle. I do agree to an extent, that based on the news article, she is nowhere near to be classified as "filthy rich". Still, with the expensive presents showered to her from her family, for instance a LV bag for school (yup, you heard me right, for school!), $500 pocket money since 16 (double "wow"!!!) and minimum $1000shopping expenses, that leaves me thinking, and probably you, too, the below questions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Whatever happened to the good old then-fashionable label, EastPak? I mean, i recalled fondly that in my era, having an EastPak is so so so upmarket!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) I have never had more than $100 as pocket money, whether i was 16 yrs old, or 20yrs old. and every end of the month, i still had remaining left, to feed my "porcelain piggy bank". How did i survive, now that i am a 30yo woman?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) I had my first vacation with my frens at the ripe old age of 24?? And all that i spent, excluding airfare and accommodation were probably less than 5000thai bahts (approx. S$200)? I shuldda go bang toufu and die (from shame in comparison!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, of cos, it may not be any issue to anyone, the way this student lives her lavish lifestyle. Much has to be blamed on the society, for being increasingly substandard in the treatment between the rich and not. Being materialistic and overly idealistic (that recession will not affect these folks) are probably the best shields for them, as the picture of poverty may be unbearable, and in my own words, disgusting, for their world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, the million dollar question here is, are these folks ready for whatever economy downturn that may come their way? If they are, well and good. What can be so difficult, to grit the teeth and march on, surpassing all obstacles? However, what happens if they are not ready to give up their materials, their more than too many vacations and all? Will they make hasty decisions and obtain their material needs via the wrong routes? If this happens, who is the eventual "director" directing them these routes? Their crave for a "better" (read lavish) life, their parents for sheltering them from pictures of poverty, or MONEY?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, one would say, "Aunty Cat, stop being a prude. We are not living in YOUR era". But you cant blame me, for besides the above questions that had surfaced in my mind, i am making solid comparisons. While this leading cast has plans to purchase a $4k bag from her first paycheck, i know of many of my temp staffs, working hard, even during exam time, just to earn meagre amounts, in bid to quickly pay off their study loan. Sometimes they even take on 2 jobs on the same day, giving their best for each job they are doing, so that more jobs will come their way. Many times, these temps, same age as the leading cast, dun lead any "glamourous" lifetsyle, and are yet not losing out, comparing to her! What they earned, are the "thumbs-up", the "well-done pats" and "RESPECT".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess, its really destiny, for not everyone is borned with silver spoons. But, clay-made spoons may not necessary be a bad thing afterall. They mould the character in one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking at myself, i got my 1st LV wallet only early this year, to congratulate myself for turning 30, and for my past years of hard work! I guess i could have gotten the wallet at a much younger age, but it would be just so wrong. I mean, should i have gotten the label younger, i may not treasure my hardworks and all. My mum, got hers at 53yrs old! Ask me if she's considered too old for luxurious goods? NO! She deserves it more than me, for her efforts in putting up the home for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I certainly hope the economy will quickly turns positive, so that whether the poors, the needies or the materialistics will be able to survive. Sigh...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13543052-4339112906691537074?l=jazzjewel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://jazzjewel.blogspot.com/2008/10/ermm.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (jazzjewel)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13543052.post-718380841501189083</guid><pubDate>Sun, 26 Oct 2008 02:32:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-10-26T11:08:35.341+08:00</atom:updated><title>A Bad Cut</title><description>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;It was a bad Saturday, for all of us. Just as we thought we can get some good rest on a free Saturday, Daryl Darling suffered a bad cut. Yes, by bad, i really meant bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was downstairs surfing my web, when Daryl walked up to me, after his bath, saying," Mummy, got blood..". He did not shed a single tear, nor was he shocked, and he was so normal that i thought he was joking with me. When he held up his chin, i got the rudest shock of my life! His under-chin had a deep cut that (i am not exaggerating) besides the blood oozing, i could even see the flesh! Gruesome sight, i must confessed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I began screaming for hb, hysterically, that hb sensed the urgency and fright in my voice, that he scrambled down from our room, to the living room. He could only spurt out a series of," what..... what.... what....". While the 2 adults were in such frenzy, the brave junior proceeded to explain what had happened. Apparently, after his bath, he wanted to walk down the stairs to show his mummy dearest, that he could imitate a caterpilar. But as he was all wrapped up with his towels, he promptly fell to the floor, without realising that he would need support to prevent his face from getting "slammed". But what got us adults wondering, was how on earth did he suffered the sharp cut, if we followed his side of the story? It would likely be abrasion if he had just rubbed his chin on the tiles. And we did a thorough check that the tiles weren't popped up, hence unlikely was a cut by the tiles. So, how his his flesh split????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We wasted no time, and rush him down to our GP. Throughout the 5 mins walk, he was so brave! No tears, just nodding of his head when asked if he's still in pain. Naturally, we had to prepare him that during the treatment, it would be pain, and he needed to be mentally prepared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the doc's room, doc laid him on the leather "bed", and assessed the split. From that same angle, hb n me could clearly see the split, and it was really bad! Still Daryl Darling laid as still as possible to allow doc the convenience of checking. Then, doc dapped his cotton wool with antiseptic, on the surrounding of the wound. Poor Daryl, was in such pain that his big tear drops flowed freely from his eyes. He was choking and saying," mummy!! very pain... very pain..." (gosh, as i m recounting the saga, i can now feel my tears coming back again..) HB held one of his hands, while i rubbed daryl's other hand, tellin him to be brave, and that he should not be crying, else, the tears would flow to the wound..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All this while, doc was so calmed, almost devoid of any feelings, merely concentrating on his work. As he dabbed gently again, Daryl was squeezing his eyes shut, so tightly, and crying, that i teared too... my brave Darling dun cry easily, and thats what daddy hates about him. Hb always say he's too strong for a 5yo, and thats not a gd sign at all. Kids should learn to express all feelings, and not hide them, especially when in pain. But now that Daryl's crying freely in pain, we as his dearest kins, could not take the pain. Honestly, i recalled myself comforting our son, in a half choking manner..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hb, was tearing too, not the sissy style, but the tears of a daddy would melt any diamond. Much as daddy always chides the son, daddy knows best and loves most. With daryl's tears, cries and pain, hb surrendered. Hb turned pale, and honestly, i havent seen hb's paleness before.. I could see his jelly legs, and i told him to move out of the room first. It would be messy, if doc hasnt finished his treatment and gotta tend to a fainted man. I realised the strength of a woman, especially if she has the title of a "Mother".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By then, doc had "joined" the cut together, and taped the slit with some tapes. At that instant, Daryl seemed to be a little more comforted. Next, doc folded a piece of gauze, over the wound, as a cushion, to prevent any accidental touch, which may cause the wound to split or bleed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daryl Darling had his tears dried up, and was propped up, sitting on the bed now. He listened attentively to doc's advise, to keep the wound dry, for fear of infection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, he rested at home for a few hours, before we depart to nik's place for another round of bbq. This feisty son of mine, was once again, playing with Baby Shyuen,, at the gardens, in the rubber pool. So much so for the ordeal... Sigh...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13543052-718380841501189083?l=jazzjewel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://jazzjewel.blogspot.com/2008/10/bad-cut.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (jazzjewel)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13543052.post-5660512508581529641</guid><pubDate>Tue, 21 Oct 2008 02:20:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-10-21T10:51:24.286+08:00</atom:updated><title>Its a Girl!!!</title><description>Yesterday early morning, hb mumbled that he was unsure what he was excited about, that he couldn't sleep.  I teased at him, saying he is probably anxious to see our baby.  Ya, we went for my monthly gynae check up yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the gynae's, my feeling was indescribable.  When she did the scan, pointing out the limbs, the crown and all, i was just smiling sweetly.  HB and daryl were lookin intently at the monintor.  From the bedside, i could see Daryl Darling waving at the Baby in the monitor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As Dr. Sim was scanning and talking, she suddenly said," This could be a baby gal.  Not too clear, but should be."  Whoohooooooo!!!!!  Hb and me looked at each other in the eyes and smiled.  Poor Daryl Darling was saying," No!!  Must be a boy... i want to call him Ben!" wahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so, after i got dressed and left the clinic,m we had our lunch at Delifrance.  I was so busy texting my loved ones, telling them that i am carrying Baby Gwen!  heehee... from Close Fren, to GES Gang, to Sel n JC, my own family etc..  All felt happy that my wish came true.  Like what Close Fren said," So Perfect!".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It surely felt good.....  Baby Gwen will be her name.  As for the Chinese name, i shall leave that to the experts...  :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13543052-5660512508581529641?l=jazzjewel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://jazzjewel.blogspot.com/2008/10/its-girl.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (jazzjewel)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13543052.post-5438595404893016521</guid><pubDate>Mon, 20 Oct 2008 13:55:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-10-20T23:57:45.359+08:00</atom:updated><title>Family Escapade to HKG 14 - 18 Oct 2008</title><description>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh my!! I am just so lazy to blog... i guess i must be still in my holiday mood.. refusing to lift my fat fingers to type. Well, i think i will give a brief summary of the trip, even though i am dyin to share all my thoughts during the trip. keke&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 1 - 14 Oct&lt;br /&gt;Darn! The flight was at 6.40am, and hence we gotta book a maxi cab for 7 of us, pick up point at our office, to proceed to T1, at 4am! Had BK for brekkie, but all were either too excited or it's just too early to fill our tummies with bacons and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259253769024633426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JhKBxASbLWs/SPyfcC5Y-lI/AAAAAAAADFI/8j_ljr6wZu8/s400/DSC_0007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Board plane, reached HKIA at 10.25am, as expected. Great job, Jetstar! Met Skyline, our driver at HKG. He's Leah's colleague's bf, and charged us a special rate of HKD$1150 for 5 hrs disposal. Since the Giant Buddha at Ngong Ping is at the same Lautau Island, as HKIA, it made sense to visit there first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a lambasted time, taking lotsa pics at NgongPing. Am so glad i brought along the DSLR. There is indeed a vast difference btw a DSLR and digicam! Took cable car across to the Giant Buddha, toured around, goofed with our cam, and returned back to point one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259254741056814482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JhKBxASbLWs/SPygUn_6_ZI/AAAAAAAADFQ/sWcK46fEiFI/s320/E44278N1-NPTCA14Z0456.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259255329606646146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JhKBxASbLWs/SPyg24hIuYI/AAAAAAAADFY/jc8_Xjnibns/s320/DSC_0207.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Headed to Citygate for lunch, and shopped ard. Most major brands have their "factory outlets" nested there. From Timberland to Giordano, Esprit to Le Sauda, Adidas and Nike etc... Hehehe, i bought 2 incredibly cute baby shoes for Gwen (yup, my new daughter's name!) At less than $20 per pair!!! What a steal!!!! Bro got a pair of Nike at S$60+..hehehe... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259256213477282914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JhKBxASbLWs/SPyhqVMUVGI/AAAAAAAADFg/ChabRdS3loU/s320/DSC_0234.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259256878912893746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JhKBxASbLWs/SPyiREIh8zI/AAAAAAAADF4/3FIq_GF5-wc/s200/DSC_0237.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259257450054344386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JhKBxASbLWs/SPyiyTzQ3sI/AAAAAAAADGA/awN3jiOIKgw/s200/DSC_0238.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;At 4pm, Skyline came by to pick us to check into our hotel. What a boo-boo!! We were supposed to go Metropark Mongkok, but he sent us to Metropark Kowloon, which is also in Mongkok... kekeke.. finally, we managed to check in by 6pm, and by then, we were tired and famished, again! Popped to the nearest Cha Chan Teng to eat, and then proceeded to Fa Yuen Street (Flower Garden Street). That is a stretch of night market and whoohooooo.... i have absolutely NO IDEA how many sets of baby wears i got for Gwen! It must be at least 15 sets? And i got 5 sets of PJs for Daryl Darling too, from Power Rangers to Ben 10, to Transformer etc... He was a happy boy! Headed back to hotel to sleep cos must replenish energies. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259257928276969458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JhKBxASbLWs/SPyjOJUbB_I/AAAAAAAADGI/0-hW50q6Wzk/s200/DSC_0302.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 2, 15 Oct&lt;br /&gt;Decided that we will go Macau only on 3rd day, since we wanted to cover Hkg first. Patronised Xi Ji congee shop right below our hotel That was fantabulous piece of art!! Smooth and tasty, totally seduced all my tastebuds, fending off potential rivals, from getting into my mouth... hahaha... it was just THAT good!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259258634177552802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JhKBxASbLWs/SPyj3PAPIaI/AAAAAAAADGQ/VCCSsoz59b0/s200/DSC_0010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259259117189383154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JhKBxASbLWs/SPykTWXOw_I/AAAAAAAADGY/GrUfks-iwQg/s200/DSC_0017.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Got ourselves Octopus Cards at the MTR station, and headed for our 1st stop, Wong Tai Sin Temple. So talked about, that i must go take a look. Indeed, the crowd is as huge as our local Waterloo GuanYin Temple, all devoted and conveying their wishes to the "Higher Authorities". &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259259453568529186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JhKBxASbLWs/SPykm7eRMyI/AAAAAAAADGg/0McdcegRS-g/s320/SL270026.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we proceeded to Apliu Street, where 2nd hand electrical and electronics are sold at damn cheap price. Too bad, i cant find any SB600 (flash) for my Nikon... Just as well, to save $! By the time we had our lunch at Cafe De Coral, it was almost 2plus. well, with elderly and the young, we naturally headed back to hotel for napping session, to recharge and continue for the evening. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259260218221434290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JhKBxASbLWs/SPylTcBulbI/AAAAAAAADGo/xR2u0YAa6ME/s320/DSC_0094.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After R&amp;amp;R, we headed again, to Mongkok area to browse at Ladies Street. Another round of shopping and bargaining before we walked off with our winnings...hehe.. Had dinner at a Shanghainese restaurant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afterwhich, it was Tsim Sha Tsui (TST), where we watched the Symphony of Lights. I think thats pretty lame that the HKG tourism made it such a "must visit"... I mean, whats so interesting about the buildings with lasers?? We strolled around the Avenue of Stars, snapping pics and all. Then, stepped into Sogo, to use the loo. Well, an accident occured. Bro was putting on his jacket for Daryl, when he missed a step, and fell down the stairs. It all happened so fast, that we were dumbfounded. Next, we saw him slided across the floor when he landed, and knocked his head on a sharp edge of a display table... Ouch!!! He insisted he's Ok, and we proceeded back for fear he may feel concussed. &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259260727765038098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JhKBxASbLWs/SPylxGOY9BI/AAAAAAAADGw/auu_Wcj98CE/s320/DSC_0239.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 3 - 16 Oct&lt;br /&gt;Hb's bday!!!! Mum gave him a red packet in HKG dollars. wahahaha.... we had brekkie at another Cha Chan Teng, and rushed to Harbour City, TST, to get our Ferry Tickets. Whooaa.. the ferry ride is indeed bumpy... so much so that i was worried that my folks will start the merlion act! heng ah, nothing happended,..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259261198048191010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JhKBxASbLWs/SPymMeKoYiI/AAAAAAAADG4/t7BJAEwGyJw/s320/DSC_0018.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259261653606409746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JhKBxASbLWs/SPymm_QLJhI/AAAAAAAADHA/jb1R00a3QWQ/s320/DSC_0070.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we stepped into the terminal at Macau, a swarm of those transport operators "swam" towards us, each recommending their service to bring us around. One even quoted HKD$700 for 3 hours. We brushed them off nastily, and walked to hitch the public bus at HKD$2.50 per pax. See how much they wanted to fleece us?? But one bad thing when we DIY, is that we gotta knw where to alight. We were on the way to visit Ruins of St Paul's. Well, naturally, we overshot lah.. Just as well lah, cos we had one of the most wonderful lunch. Eventually, with kind guidance, we got to St Paul's. It was breathe-taking. The architect is magnificent. after pic takings, we went and got many food products, before leaving for the Terminal. Due to time constraint, we culdnt visit the casinos, specially the Venetian.. Sigh.. next time then. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259263414020827042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JhKBxASbLWs/SPyoNdTrZ6I/AAAAAAAADHQ/vge_wLyCsBQ/s320/DSC_0149.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259264017457700082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JhKBxASbLWs/SPyowlSPXPI/AAAAAAAADHY/TtuurIfPvkU/s320/DSC_0179.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.30pm ferry, we reached almost 7pm, to Kowloon. Everyone had bland/light food. Guess we were all tired and had no appetite. Dad even was in naseous state. We left for hotel... hoping to hop into bed to sleep immediately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 4 - 17 Oct&lt;br /&gt;Headed to Hongkong Island's Causeway Bay to shop, and also got our chance to try the eletric tram. What a good feeling it was! we travelled on the tram for a long time, sightseeing, and it was one flat fee of HKD$2.50!!! Had lunch at a restaurant that left us too full to walk... Then we went to Causeway's Lane Crawford to shop. And i saw THAT Kate Spade and was instantly hooked! So damn like it, but gotta give it a miss, cos no point i pay S$500+ for a small bag... the money can save for LV..oppsss.... i mean baby..wahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259264570025850226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JhKBxASbLWs/SPypQvwwNXI/AAAAAAAADHg/cOm9ZTcd6L0/s320/DSC_0021.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259265165267398178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JhKBxASbLWs/SPypzZNZbiI/AAAAAAAADHo/om3pu93rLl0/s320/DSC_0060.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the time we got back, was abt 4plus already. Everyone napped, while me and hb slipped out to the nearby markets for a good 2 hrs, for our own sweet "we" time. I really needed that, to be away from the folks, to have our own romantic time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Headed back after dinner to pack....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 5 - 18 Oct&lt;br /&gt;Skyline's colleague picked us up at 8.45am and we headed to HKIA to board our Jetstar... reached Sin at almost 3.30pm and home by 5pm. Finally can rest our feet till 8pm, where we headed to Nik's new home for hb's post bday celebration...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, more pics at my facebook... have fun viewing! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13543052-5438595404893016521?l=jazzjewel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://jazzjewel.blogspot.com/2008/10/family-escapade-to-hkg-14-18-oct-2008.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (jazzjewel)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JhKBxASbLWs/SPyfcC5Y-lI/AAAAAAAADFI/8j_ljr6wZu8/s72-c/DSC_0007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13543052.post-5607200809718981724</guid><pubDate>Mon, 13 Oct 2008 05:41:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-10-13T18:07:15.382+08:00</atom:updated><title>Eve of Family Escapade to HKG</title><description>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;eh, did i mention i love the anticipation of going on a holiday? especially on the eve of the departure? I love the feeling of "rehearsing" the "procedures", from running thru the packing list, to reading up again and again on the itinerary, to doing more research than i should to suss out the "Must Visit, Must Eat, Must Try" activities. Then, i would be busy with sorting out my paperworks. Not work leh! My paperworks, as in my hotel invoice, the air tickets, my maps, etc. I love love love such busi-ness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But . . . i seemed to lost the feeling of anticipation, for my recent trips. From my Shanghai trip last year, to my GRT to BKK with the gals this year, and for tomorrow's HKG escapade. In replacement, the anticipation turns into restlessness and with me, becoming a worriesome Cat. Now, paperworks are no longer for pleasure, but for official stuff, like last minute correspondences with clients, endless briefings for my office staff and temp staff, and worst of all, my clients. Wahaha... no wonder client commented that," hannah! just go enjoy lah... dun be so lor-sor lah...lol"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still, i am determined to make this trip a relaxing one. Must ask the rest of the kampong to bear with me and go with my pace, for, "how can a pregnant woman go fast pace???" I figure that as usual, i wun have much shopping to do, and i would be spending most of my bucks on food, and various transports (Star Ferry, Electric Trams, Duk Ling etc !!!! Just the thot of that makes me a happy woman!), and of cos, stuff for Daryl Darling and Honey! I have decided to officially nicknamed my new baby as "Honey", becos i dun want Daryl to feel that his "Darling" title has been robbed away by the new baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, the flight is at 6.40am!!!! OMG! What was i thinking when i booked the flight?? Thats like waking up at 3plus am.... Sigh.... Still, not too bad lah. By the time we reach HKG, its only like 10plus am. That leaves us with sufficient time to visit the Giant Buddha and outlet shoppings!! I shall blog abt the itinerary when I'm back this Sat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, am gonna do more last min reading in case i miss out potential spots. Till then, take care!!!!!! Dun miss me too much. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13543052-5607200809718981724?l=jazzjewel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://jazzjewel.blogspot.com/2008/10/eve-of-family-escapade-to-hkg.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (jazzjewel)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13543052.post-4880759198007520245</guid><pubDate>Sun, 05 Oct 2008 02:32:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-10-06T16:36:14.358+08:00</atom:updated><title>Airwavers BBQ Session</title><description>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Its Sunday, and I am taking the liberty to update yesterday's BBQ session, in the office while HB is busy packing the stuffs for the roadshows later... :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met Alssionx, Jason + Vivian at Giant Tampines at 3.30pm, for the marketing session. Its funny, how the few of us always rush to volunteer for the marketing bit. Instead of feeling tired or bored, we all adore marketing. Its fun! We headed straight to settle the "equipments", like getting the wired meshes, brush etc, before getting the food. This time, i brought along my own small portable pit that i got from Carrefour sometime ago, at a ridiculos price - $8.50!!! Tell me, what a steal is that??!!! I was so elated at this good buy, and can finally let it make its debut appearance.. lol &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253951562061282306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JhKBxASbLWs/SOnJG-vFfAI/AAAAAAAACKc/XcfxohIyjUE/s400/SL277810.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We bought all the marinated chicken wings and meat, all costing us only less than $25. Got 2 big packets of prawns too, and oh, chicken franks and crab sticks for the kiddos. Decided to do without fish and crabs cos too leh-chey to clean up. Best part was the sweet potatoes. The leftovers at the tray were so CMI, that we were in dismayed. And, 2 swet chaps from Giant came by our way, with 3 cartons of bright purplish stuff. Before we knew it, they started pouring the contents onto the tray. YES!!! freshly flown (i supposed lah) sweet potatoes, that looked good outside and bright yellow on the inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had collected $15/pax, and Duck Rice had proudly sponsored his $100 voucher from his recent &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/sg.airwave/BestAirwaveWhiteangel#"&gt;Best Airwave contest&lt;/a&gt;. Thank you Alan!!! With $300 on hand, we were worried it might not be enough, but what a pleasant surprise it was, that the total bill from Giant was $100! Well, thats the difference in getting us to do the big job of marketing. Cheap and good!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached ECP at abt 5pm, and settled nicely at a hut. Fantastic weather and cool breeze. The boys wasted no time to set up my portable pit and Daryl Darling was "supervising". Me? Journalist of the Day, started taking pics with my digicam. I lost my configuration for the DSLR and was waiting for the help. I also started posing, in a bid to capture as many pregnancy pics as possible... The others were laughing like hell, that i can be SO vain. Hey, "SO" is understatement! When Mavloo strolled into the hut, i thot i saw my saviour!!! Wasted no time to get him to check my configuration. When its done, i was like," Finally, baby!!! Time to shoot!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253951940996983042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JhKBxASbLWs/SOnJdCYZaQI/AAAAAAAACKk/9sMoiz_wdVQ/s400/SL277804.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253953413760895778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JhKBxASbLWs/SOnKyw2rSyI/AAAAAAAACKs/yNDCEEZyASE/s400/_MG_3454.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Many others started strolling in by 6plus, and by then, the first batch of BBQ wings were out. BBQed to perfection! Thumbs up!! And pregnant ladies ALWAYS get the privilege, to start eating first! hehe ... When all the other OCs arrive, we retreated to a corner, sat on our portable chairs, and started the baby chats straightaway. Since all of us are young mums, our topics revolved around the delivery process, the taboos, that "what to eat/not" etc... Our juniors were already almost out of sight, running around, cycling etc... I guessed it was good fr us parents, to let loose of the kids for once, and for the kids to be "uncontrolled" too! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253954006652418546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JhKBxASbLWs/SOnLVRjB-fI/AAAAAAAACK8/8-6XplQ3jIU/s400/DSC_1030.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253954780657515138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JhKBxASbLWs/SOnMCU8OeoI/AAAAAAAACLE/TYyfIZ8kpI8/s400/DSC_1077.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253955194683617138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JhKBxASbLWs/SOnMabTvb3I/AAAAAAAACLM/YI-vlc06-1E/s400/DSC_1080.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253955672015264834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JhKBxASbLWs/SOnM2NgeXEI/AAAAAAAACLU/t_9QPMgBcs0/s400/DSC_1129.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, our group of DSLR freaks, started the snapping. In 2 minutes, at least 3 DSLRs (2 nikons and 1 canon) appeared and lights started to flash. Then, they got busy ith taking pics of my bulging tummy, and me? gladly posed for them lah! Even told them i can be their model if they want to take pregnancy pics!!! Got them puking quite a bit thou. hehehe &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253953579284937442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JhKBxASbLWs/SOnK8ZeruuI/AAAAAAAACK0/GOY_d45pGko/s400/_MG_3466.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253956306932585170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JhKBxASbLWs/SOnNbKwj0tI/AAAAAAAACLc/0-Up-nI0EGE/s400/_MG_3401.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253956603905613154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JhKBxASbLWs/SOnNsdEcnWI/AAAAAAAACLk/cpT6SginvMQ/s400/_MG_3465.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time passed damn fast, and we started to pack ard 10.45pm. Its so auto!!! Everyone simply just knew what to do. Some packed the leftover food, the guys settled the 2 portable pits, others kept the portable chairs etc. By 11pm, all got into the car and departed for home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, i reached home, feeling dead tired, but still managed to upload pics into our web gallery, as well as my facebook. I will put some pics in the blog tonight. For now, if you wanna see the pics, its here in our &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/sg.airwave"&gt;gallery&lt;/a&gt; : &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/sg.airwave/BBQSessionEastCoastPark"&gt;http://picasaweb.google.com/sg.airwave/BBQSessionEastCoastPark&lt;/a&gt;#&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13543052-4880759198007520245?l=jazzjewel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://jazzjewel.blogspot.com/2008/10/airwavers-bbq-session.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (jazzjewel)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JhKBxASbLWs/SOnJG-vFfAI/AAAAAAAACKc/XcfxohIyjUE/s72-c/SL277810.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13543052.post-4557913925983389105</guid><pubDate>Sun, 28 Sep 2008 02:43:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-09-28T11:44:46.420+08:00</atom:updated><title>The Night Race - F1</title><description>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Congratulations to Singapore for having an opportunity to showcase what this Little Red Dot can do, to put up a world-class event - &lt;a href="http://www.singaporegp.sg/"&gt;The Singapore Grand Prix F1 Night Race&lt;/a&gt;. With some millions of dollars put into creating the perfect daylight effects for the nightrace, and the masses of volunteers, not forgetting the numbers of roads closed for the event, it is truly magnificient.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a week before the wkend events, i have been seeing so many new status updates in facebook and on friend's msn nick. You guessed it! All expressing their excitement and eagerness to be part of this grand event, watching from Grand Stands and all. Funniest is how the frequency of these words,"Race", "Vrooooommmm", "F1", etc pops up almost everywhere online. Even close fren, whom cant be bothered to update his facebook status, too, joined in this F1 frenzy, expressing his happiness to "go to the race".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me? Not a racing fan. Dun know how to appreciate the "Fast and Furious", cant understand the rationale of risking lives to compete (hey! I heard these racers are uninsured!!), but am extremely interested in the logistical aspects. Funny for a woman? Not quite, having come from a logistical background, it makes sense for me and hb to be bitching about the type of lightings and generators used, the contractors used for building the grand stands etc. I remembered i casually asked him, if Old Man was still alive, would hb forsee an opportunity for the old company to dabble in this multi-millions productions? His short and definite reply, was a firm headshake. That speaks all, isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so, we found ourselves, non-avid fans, eyes "glued" to the TV screen, watching the "Live Telecast" on Ch5 for the &lt;a href="http://www.formula1.com/"&gt;Formula 1&lt;/a&gt; Race. Damn! I missed the flag-off! Actually am not sure if it was even broadcasted, the flag-off i mean. Why? Cos i am a woman! I wanna see and decide for myself, if the costume was indeed like the SingTel Grid Gal had mentioned, tennis gear rather than sexy outfit. No luck! Maybe someone who's been there, seen it all, can give me a fair share of your comments??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the next 45mins, all that i can say, is "give me a break?" Took me a long time to understand the assessment results of the race. For once, "HAM" is no longer my favourite food!! It is the short form for &lt;a href="http://www.lewishamilton.com/"&gt;Lewis "Hamilton", &lt;/a&gt;the &lt;a href="http://www.mclaren.co.uk/"&gt;Mclaren Mercedes &lt;/a&gt;Racer! Dammit! Young and a little cute looking too! Wahahaha... But I did learn something from this short 45mins. That one indeed, cannot be too complacent huh? The comperes were discussing at how HAM had fallen into complacency and emerged "almost" last, in Qualifying Round 1. Seems like he swerved off racing track, and had some timing added as penalty? Something like dat??? Actually, i thot i heard the comperes used the term "Cue 1/2/3" to describe the race. Did i get it right? I really am no good at this type of racing lingos lah. But, HAM has his strong fanbase for a good reason! Following his disappointing Cue 1 results, he certainly did much better for the next 2 cues! And I found myself mumbling," This chap is incredible!!" when he sped up and overtook 2 cars, and got himself into the 2nd spot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh!! And oh!! I have to mention this. During one of the cue, Racer &lt;a href="http://www.fernandoalonso.com/DEFAULT2_i.cfm?seccion=0"&gt;Fernando Alonso&lt;/a&gt;, was doing his daredevil swerve when the speeding machine banged into the barricades!!! Breathe-stopping!! Literally! And, hb missed the act!! He was multi-tasking between hearing, watchin and flipping his newspapers! What amused me initially was that he had banged into the barricades and there was an ING banner advertisment hung there! So apt! For he is representing &lt;a href="http://my.ing-renaultf1.com/en/"&gt;ING Renault F1 Team&lt;/a&gt;! Then, it was horror, as i detected smoke gushing out from his machine. That bang, got him into 15th place. He could have been in the top four!! What a shame! And, suddenly, my heart goes out to him, when the media zoomed in onto him, climbing out of the racing car, clenched his fist and hit the air blindly, in a bid to vent his frustration. He then hung his head low, and walked away. It must have been a terrible feeling, I'm sure. To have high expectations and realised he could not excel. Never mind, he still has a chance tonight, though it would be tremendously tough to start the race at the 15th place in the grid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, its the finals today, and yes, unfortunately, just like the Table Tennis Final Match in the recent Olympics, I have no chance to watch, for i will be working. Anyway, hope all racers are safe, and have a good time competing their guts out, at the Singapore GP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13543052-4557913925983389105?l=jazzjewel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://jazzjewel.blogspot.com/2008/09/night-race-f1.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (jazzjewel)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13543052.post-4012724583225687232</guid><pubDate>Thu, 25 Sep 2008 05:29:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-09-25T14:11:00.420+08:00</atom:updated><title>Back to Good Old Days</title><description>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Woke up yesterday morning, feeling refreshed, and first thoughts to my mind was," I HAVE to meet my darling Sel and JC tonight!!" JC couldnt make it cos she has yoga class, and Darling Sel replied, short and sweet, "GOT!!" to my question of "Got time for dinner tonight?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After some work, left office at close to 7pm. Did a 8pm reservation at Stewhouse Internation, along Siglap area. Hb sent me there, and i snacked with son at Mac, since i had skipped lunch and was feeling famished. Darling Sel called at 7.30pm in her usual bright and cheery pitch of "I'm here!!".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As i walked towards her, she gave a "whats up??" hand signal. I was amused! When standing right in front of her, she was squeezing my arms, lifting up my sleeves and asked why on earth did i slim down?? Oh, sweet!! Her alarming look gave away her concern for me!! hahaha.... me, being me, wasted no time, and started my "sai nai" to her...telling her gynae also said i lost weight etc etc...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The restaurant was quiet, with only 2 existing diners, as we walked in. Placed our orders. We shared an aglio fusili, half german pork knuckles and stewed mushroom. Well, throughout the dinner, we talked abt my pregnancy, her beau, our business and of cos, bitched about pple who pissed her off... Hours passed up, and we left the restaurant at abt 9plus, after footing a $52 bill. CHEAP and nice!!!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249835025008585410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JhKBxASbLWs/SNspI_MKasI/AAAAAAAACJY/CVigs2vSVYo/s400/DSC02847.JPG" border="0" /&gt;   &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Woody Mushroom Stew (assorted mushrooms including golden needles mushrooms!!)&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249835137995572098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JhKBxASbLWs/SNspPkGXA4I/AAAAAAAACJg/5OmAz4un1K8/s400/DSC02850.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;Seafood Aglio-alio Fusili (Yum yum yum, but i prefer the ones with streaky bacons!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249835359316848578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JhKBxASbLWs/SNspccldr8I/AAAAAAAACJo/KOS1L-xyvgk/s400/DSC02851.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Half Pork Knuckles with Mashed Potatos and "Achar??"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249835494577628338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JhKBxASbLWs/SNspkUeJZLI/AAAAAAAACJw/5xWeBMhpKGw/s400/DSC02852.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;Darling Sel absorbed in her photo-taking, to show Ah Pin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249835715057461042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JhKBxASbLWs/SNspxJ0opzI/AAAAAAAACJ4/tCyBIUZ0Qro/s400/DSC04149.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;Posing for Sel to send pic to Ah Pin to see what a Hiao Mummy i am!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we walked along Siglap, to head to our good old coffee joint, Coffee Club, we were feeling so at ease! Reminiscing about our Good Old Days at poly. That was at least 10 yrs ago!!!! Gosh! She forbade me to use the word "ten yrs ago"...wahahaha.. Ya,she used to stay in siglap, and we had so many dinner and supper sessions at tis place. Oh, and she used to hang around with hb n me, on our dates. Not that we minded at all! Having her around was good fun, and still is, though she would always lament that she must be my biggest and brightest lighting bulb ard..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The feeling of us, strolling around, brought back lovely memories and we cant stop to exclaim how we love the serenity of the area. Lush of greeneries everywhere, and quiet coffee joints with pple of all ages, and slight saltiness in the wind (east coast is just ard lah). We love this neighbourhood!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so, we stepped into Coffee Club, got ourselves a comfortable place. Then i gave a huge sigh!!! The renovation took away all familiarities of this place! In the past, there were couches every where in the cafe, and lightings were cosy and comfortable. Now, it seems like its so bright and made me felt stark naked. Still, who cares, when you have got the best companion in the world??? She had her Java Coffee and me, a Strawberry PassionFruit Freeze and we shared a fruit platter fondue. Thats a lot of food, considerin we had huge helpings at Stewhouse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so, it was more bitching and laughing. And we talked about our respective impending trips in oct. Left at almost 11plus, and shared a cab home. Well, it was certainly a good night, becos its been a long time since i felt so good, out with her, as a preggie. She kept stroking my tummy and apologised to the little one inside, to excuse her over sprouting of "uncleaned" language. Got me into laughters too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am hoping for more of such nights, especially with JC involved... Better have more fun in my 2nd trimester, since i will want myself to have ample rest during the final trimester. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13543052-4012724583225687232?l=jazzjewel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://jazzjewel.blogspot.com/2008/09/back-to-good-old-days.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (jazzjewel)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JhKBxASbLWs/SNspI_MKasI/AAAAAAAACJY/CVigs2vSVYo/s72-c/DSC02847.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13543052.post-5315467276303775341</guid><pubDate>Tue, 23 Sep 2008 06:42:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-09-23T18:20:52.772+08:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>Well, with such sumptous dinner, i should be able to put back the pounds i lost, hopefully???? &lt;div align="justify"&gt;Too tired to blog last night, after loss of blood and a terribly "Sedap" Dinner. Hit the bed at 9pm, and woke up this morning 9.30am!!!! Wa lau!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for my OSCAR yesterday morning. This is an option offerred to all pregnant mummies during the 1st Trimester, for early and accurate detection of fetal anomalies, in particular, the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Down_syndrome"&gt;Down Syndrome&lt;/a&gt;(DS). Actually, gynae did say that I fall between the lowest risk possible group, and the OSCAR is totally optional. But, as all mummies, I am kan cheong abt my baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The OSCAR involves:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Ultrasound (clear scanning of baby)&lt;br /&gt;2) Blood Test (for DS, as well as for other future tests)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached &lt;a href="http://www.thomsonmedical.com/"&gt;Thomson Medical Centre&lt;/a&gt; (TMC) later than my appointed time. Lucky for me, that we din have to wait for a long time. In betwen the waiting, i was literally doing the water parade thingy, downing so many cups of water, to ensure full bladder for a clearer scan result. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249118558556712018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JhKBxASbLWs/SNidhJqu7FI/AAAAAAAACI4/3IU7KpjdmuI/s320/DSC02829.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249118675846387026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JhKBxASbLWs/SNidn-mxVVI/AAAAAAAACJA/UDxyMw_b5XE/s320/DSC02828.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;A lady called out for me, and we proceeded into the Ultrasound Room. Hb was told to sit next to where i was lying. I love scanning!!! And damn! The baby's so active, that it was jerking and moving abt. What a joy! I stole a peek at hb, and saw him with that brilliant smile, eyes glued to the monitor, observing his little champion thrashing about. Back to the monitor, i saw Baby was kicking and wahahaha, has one little hand placed on the head, as if doing an "OMG!!!" signal!! Oh my precious love! The scan lasted at least 15mins, with me interrupting the scan due to a bout of sudden coughs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, was called into the lab for my blood test. This is the one that has gotten me all jittery the day before. Din help that hb chose to go to the loo, seconds before the nurse called my name. Braved myself and walked into the room, and the nurse was amused to see my nervous face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;JJ: Hello. How much blood are we drawing this time?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Nurse: oh, not much, 3 tubes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;JJ: Huh, tubes???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Nurse: (Smiles), dun worry, now clench your fist...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was still talking to me as she poked the damn needle into my arm. I had wanted to take the pics even before i reached TMC, and as the needle went in, i totally forgotten abt the pics! kekeke.. After she's done, i pulled open the door and as i stepped out, saw hb's shocked face, that its over while he's out somewhere relieving himself.. darn! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249118836570637762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JhKBxASbLWs/SNidxVWaxcI/AAAAAAAACJI/qgqeTqkPpB4/s320/DSC02838.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, the report would be out the next day, and I just received the call to inform me that all's normal... sigh, spend $400 over just to have that assurance...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, after the OSCAR, i proceeded to my gynae's clinic for the regular checkup. The 1st thg she said to me was" You've lost weight. Have you not been eating?". This must be the 1st time i dun feel happy when i heard this sentence... waHahaha... After another round of scan, she confirmed that the gender of the baby's not determined yet, since its still early. Pray i will get to find out during next visit lor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Left TMC, and went Balestier for a good fishball noodles at the Whampoa Market.. and we went to catch &lt;a href="http://mammamiamovie.com/special_popup.html"&gt;Mamma Mia&lt;/a&gt;, at Balestier Point. Oh, i simply love weekday's movies! No crowd, no queue!!! And i realised, I love musical shows!!! I mean, Mamma Mia is a great show! Old storyline, but with &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000658/"&gt;Meryl Streep &lt;/a&gt;and &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/find?s=all&amp;amp;q=pierce+brosnan"&gt;Pierce Brosnan&lt;/a&gt;, it simply is MY show... and not to mention the lovely songs! You know, i was clapping and swaying to the songs in the cinema... all becos the songs' so good, and no spectators!! wahaahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249122172487422642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JhKBxASbLWs/SNigzgm9UrI/AAAAAAAACJQ/Uy6OtwpY3LI/s400/mammamia.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mamma-mia.com/movie_trailers.asp?sec=movie"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;http://www.mamma-mia.com/movie_trailers.asp?sec=movie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CLICK BELOW for BEST of BEST &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=v3yIVk61160"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=v3yIVk61160&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had dinner with my family at &lt;a href="http://www.seafoodparadise.com.sg/"&gt;Seafood Paradise &lt;/a&gt;at Defu Lane 10. Have been hearing raves abt this place, and hence decided to try out. Their flagship store's at the Singapore's Flyer leh! Wa, i tell u, the food is delicious and their service is thumbs up! I dun want to elaborate how good the food and service is, but u go try out for yourselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In all, we had 2 types of crabs (all really good!!), coffee spare ribs, mushroom veggies, toufu treasure etc... 7 of us at only $145!!! Cheap and good! Whats best is that despite having excellent service, they dun impose service charges!!! Can you beat that?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13543052-5315467276303775341?l=jazzjewel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://jazzjewel.blogspot.com/2008/09/too-tired-to-blog-last-night-after-loss.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (jazzjewel)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JhKBxASbLWs/SNidhJqu7FI/AAAAAAAACI4/3IU7KpjdmuI/s72-c/DSC02829.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13543052.post-6239365374854409722</guid><pubDate>Fri, 19 Sep 2008 07:44:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-09-19T16:21:38.482+08:00</atom:updated><title>Fav Webby - CozyCot</title><description>I realised I have been ultra boring of late!! No interesting websites to surf. But I have remained faithful to this super cool site, that is enough to occupy my good 4-5hrs of lazing!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cozycot.com/"&gt;CozyCot&lt;/a&gt; - Where Beautiful Minds Meet&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;All thanks to JC for introducing this fabulous forum to me! Uber-informative and extremely gossipy! Spiced up my sedated life greatly! I swear all ladies should register as a Cotter and gathered any information required, from Spas and Massages, to Hobbies, to Travels, to Families etc! I like that the categories are properly categorised, making it very easy to access.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, i am extremely tuned to the Travel thread whether or not I have an impending trip. In fact, all my travels are never package tours and i solely DIY. and my whole kampong also asked how on earth do i manage to suss out local places to visit... Tadah!!! All thanks to CozyCot lah! The Cotters are a fabulous lot, eager and generous to share their good buys and good finds and other information with the rest. In fact, i totally avoid all places/merchants etc that were "frowned" upon by them... hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, i totally LOVE the Family thread! Especially this period. From Confinement Do's and Don'ts, to Pregnancy's Taboos and whatever Medical information, I am in awe! I am expanding my knowledge daily, brushing up my skills to be a better mother than I should have been, and keeping in tune with whatever new updates of fella Cotters, of their TTC (Tring to Conceive) status...Muahahaha, such a kpo i am! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Well, I have attached a badge here, so that the interested folks can have an easy access to the webby.  Actually the badge's purpose to for those who own a blogshop to introduce more registered members to the community, and the blogshop owners will earn points.  And of cos, the higher the points they accumulate, they will get their blogshop featured in the website.  since I dun own any blogshop, but still would like to share with u pple this wonderful webby, i have henceforth attached the badge lah!  (Hope its not considered wrongful abuse of the icon, hehe)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, time to go visit the forum again, and search for my next inspiration for my next entry... 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