My first

Guess what Hubs brought back for me ^_^

Such a big box!

The inside of the paper bag



Can you imagine my excitement? :D



One more snap of the box ;)



Neatly wrapped in Coach paper

I took my time peeling off the silver tab



Heart beats..



Placed in a silk-cotton bag



Peek-a-boo!

And here's my baby.. All pink n chic!

The tags

Inner lining with extra hook and compartments

Hubs decides to get me this Op Art Glam for Raya but now I can't bring myself to use it :p It's still a little too high-class for me lol! Hubs thought this casual and spacious bag would suit me and also because it's pink hehe.. Well I couldn't agree more.. *Heart* my very first Coach bag =)

ps: Costs slightly more than 1k ;) and he like my dad, wasn't reluctant to let me know the price!

What a storm in and out

Yesterday was my Daddy's 59th birthday =) We celebrated it on Sunday night over Thai food and Buk made him a special birthday card (which he spent the whole evening explaining the things he drew on the card hehe).. It was a simple and short celebration without the rest the of Chang members.

We called him yesterday to wish him a happy birthday and well, Buk conquered the phone chatting with his 'KongKong' =D

Dark clouds gathered some time in the evening and soon rain poured heavily. The wind was howling and trees were being blown so hard I thought they might be uprooted :p

Hubs came home and rang the doorbell because the wooden door was closed. He had a pissed off look on his face and to my horror, our shoes were thrown out of the house! They were all soaked in the rain!!! On top of that, our big clothes hanger fell on the ground, bringing all of the washed clothes with it. Great.. Now I have a load of soaked dirty clothes and shoes!

Before I moved on to confronting the culprits who had itchy hands, I cleared off the clothes and washed them again. Then it started.. "Kd boy did it, Mum!" "Nooo... KohKoh!!" Sigh I wasn't in the mood to yell or should I say lack the energy lol...

I asked Buk which pair he threw out and smacked him on his palms for each pair thrown. Same goes to Kd Boy who apparently threw out my sandals, Hubs sports shoes, Buk's Adidas sneakers and my Crocs... Oh and Sentinel Prime as well.. =.=

They get really playful and would always end up doing something senseless like this.. Not that I discourage play but something like this is definitely a no-no..

Suction cups

Went for physio yesterday and therapist tortured me huhuuu...

First she pressed on my back with such force I was oww-ing and squirming away.. The pain is still as intense as before! Then she used a different machine on me..

I had a few of these 'suction cups' all over my back I'm sure I looked like out of some alien movie!

These 'suction cups' are connected to a machine which gives out whirring sounds as it work. Kinda like a generator :p

The cups actually gives out current as it sucks (that's the best way I could describe it!) That's why large round facial sponges are used to avoid pinching on the skin. I lost track on how long these cups were on me but when they were removed, I could feel muscle spasm esp around my lower back area..

After being an 'alien' they covered me with ice packs to help calm down the inflammation in my muscles.. I usually have one on my back but this time they put one on my shoulder as well and boy.. it was much colder and tingly! Then everything went numb..

Grr.. if only the numbness in my back lasts forever! I'm spending too much time travelling to the hospital and not to mention the amount I'm using from the medical insurance!

Enfagrow casting

Talent Gallery called and asked if Buk would like to go for a casting call for Enfagrow TV ad. Of course he would! (well ok I'm more interested in the idea :p)

Today I brought him for the audition and this is what he did

I couldn't help giggling throughout the thing. This was his 3rd take and did another in BM (which I'm now smacking myself for not taking that video. He needed only 1 take and did a very good job! :D)

I'm keeping my fingers (and toes) crossed and hope TG calls with some good news hehe. They wanted to cast KD as well but as usual the lil grump refused to say the lines. (He only did so at bedtime =.=)

PS: Buk's line - "What if we run out of pumpkins?" :D And "Kalau tak cukup labu?" Cuteness!

Coach me

I'm not 1 for high-end designer clothes let alone handbags but when Hubs offered to buy me a Coach, well I'm a girl and I wouldn't wanna reject such a generous offer! ;)

So I checked out Coach.com and found a few bags to my liking and quickly showed them to Hubs who kinda snorted at my excitement :p Can you blame me really?

On one hand, I feel guilty to spend such exorbitant amount on 1 handbag but on another, I'm being really materialistic. RM1k for a bag seems a lil far fetched (and what kind of lifestyle do we lead, really?) Then I start comparing it to other high-end brands and think, heck, at least I'm not choosing one which costs as much as his monthly pay ;)

I've shown him 3 designs which I like and we'll see if he is that generous =D

Patent Spotlight ($298)

Signature Spotlight ($268)

Op Art Glam ($198)

Yes I know they're all pink ;) What can I say? It's 1 of my fave colours and I think they look super chic, sweet and girly =D

Physiotherapy

I've been going for my physiotherapy sessions for a month now and I still experience pain in my lower back =.=

My therapist did mention it may take 3 months or more for it to fully heal.. Of course it depends on how hardworking I am with my core n back muscle exercises (I'm trying.. really I am :p)

Every session involves either current (electric) or ultrasound therapy with an occasional traction therapy where they bound you with some straps on the bed and the machine pulls your lower bottom forcing the muscles to stretch.. You can definitely feel the muscles being pulled and I always imagine my muscles tearing apart :p

The usual current therapy she uses is from a bigger machine with 2 small patches attached and placed on my back and depending on the watts, it does get a little painful. It works in rhythms..from small circular motions to intense penetration (gets ticklish too lol!).

The second type which also uses patches are attached to a smaller handheld device. This doesn't work in rhythms and is much more intense and my therapist kept telling me to increase the intensity (in my mind I was thinking are you nuts?) That current hurt like crazy as it hits my spinal area, 10 mins of that felt like it lasted forever.. This is usually used on patients with chronic pain and well I guess I'm in that category now :p

Another scary handheld device has 2 metal semi-circle rods used by the therapist. It goes round and round on the injured area and it gives out zapping sounds (kinda like this: tat-tat-tat-tatattatatatattatat) lol!

Every 2 weeks I go for a follow up with my specialist, Dr. Rozman who in the end writes me a letter for another 2 weeks of therapy sessions. This is my 3rd letter which means it's my 6th week.. And I would expect many more letters and many more weeks of therapy :p

Happy 4th Birthday!

We celebrated Khalis' 4th birthday on the 10th July. (He's 4 already?) =D

Had a small class party for him with a small homemade cake and later on celebrated another round with his TokMa, all his aunts and uncles.

I didn't prepare another cake but someone had a small cute cupcake ready =D Although Khalis was more excited to open up all his presents then blow out the candle lol!

This year we decided not to have another big party to curb overspending (and the hassle to organize a party, really) but instead have small, personal ones. As long as he's happy with celebrating with his friends and family, that is enough =)

Class party *Spot the happy bday boy* =D



Homemade cake..

and a mini cupcake!



All the presents for the birthday boy (who got impatient and opened the biggest box!)

Eeee.. BumbleBee!

Happiest Birthday boy!

Kd Boy joins in too!

Happy Birthday, Buk! Looooove you so much! =D

We Had Him ~ Maya Angelou

Beloveds,
Now we know that we know nothing,
Now that our bright and shining star can slip away from our fingertips,
Like a puff of summer wind.

Without notice,
Our dear love can escape our doting embrace.
Sing our songs among the stars and
Walk our dances across the face of the moon.

In the instant that Michael is gone, we know nothing.
No clocks can tell time.
No oceans can rush our tides with the abrupt absence of our treasure.
Though we are many, each of us is achingly alone, piercingly alone.

Only when we confess our confusion can we remember that he was a gift to us
And we did have him.

He came to us from the Creator, trailing creativity in abundance.
Despite the anguish, his life was sheathed in mother love, family love,
And survived and did more than that.
He thrived with passion and compassion, humor and style.

We had him whether we know who he was or did not know,
He was ours and we were his.

We had him, beautiful, delighting our eyes.
His hat, aslant over his brow, and took a pose on his toes for all of us.
And we laughed and stomped our feet for him.
We were enchanted with his passion because he held nothing.
He gave us all he had been given.

Today in Tokyo, beneath the Eiffel Tower, in Ghana’s Black Star Square.
In Johannesburg and Pittsburgh, in Birmingham, Alabama, and Birmingham, England
We are missing Michael.
But we do know we had him, and we are the world.

A beautiful poem written by one of the greatest poets we know, Dr. Maya Angelou.
A tribute read to all by Queen Latifah during Michael Jackson's memorial.

Michael Jackson

Undoubtedly, millions of people out there are affected by the loss of our King of Pop. Admittedly, I am one of them.

It took a while for the truth to sink in. I felt numb. It wasn't real. He didn't die. It's just a rumour. Even after reading the news on e!online and watching it on the telly, it was just too difficult to accept it. Michael Jackson. Dead. Nope. It can't be.

After a few more 'latest news on MJ's death' in my face; I finally let myself believe it. The ache in my heart is silent to everyone else. Why do I feel this way? I didn't know him personally. He wasn't my father or my brother. He wasn't my husband or a relative.

He was a singer whom I grew up listening to. It was his collection of MTVs (when it was played on a LaserDisc) which I watched over and over as a kid. He was the one who made me and my friends gather round to watch his superb 'Ghost' videoclip. It was the effect he had on us. The magic he had on us.

In many ways he has touched a lot of people's lives. He was a visionary. A humanitarian. A talented songwriter. A superb entertainer. One can't help but watch in awe as he performs his famous moonwalk and dance routines. His songs are undeniably catchy and meaningful.

My heart aches as I think of all the wonderful things he could have done. My heart aches for the long awaited comeback that never was. My heart aches for his children who shares his legacy. My heart aches for the loss of our great music icon.