SAME SAME BUT DIFFERENT
Posted by: witchsbrew on: 02/10/10 12:38 PM
This has been bothering me.
I thought about what I would like to have done differently for my wedding. There were plenty I love. Plenty I would never have changed for all the money in the world. Those include friends and family. The surprises and etc. I thank everyone for giving me a wonderful and simple wedding.
There were some, well some included staying away from those drinks and sleeping at 9pm instead of 2am – waking up to a stressed out, pimple fested face and drunken breath! did I mention I had problem waking up on the day itself? – and other others. Minor ones mostly except this thing.
My photographer – I’m not talking about you Eric. For a nice person, he annoys me to no end. Like I said. He’s a nice person. Photos were ok and he was cheap. BUT.
Ok how do I say this. I was slightly annoyed but not much on the day itself. Afterwards now that’s a different thing altogether.
I love my gown. My colorful crazy gown. I was crazy, it was crazy. Everybody loves the craze and I’m sure it would look good in the pictures. Well the pre wedding shots were amazing and my photographer then loved it. Coz it was so colorful and full of life. This photographer however, seemed to take caution to avoid the colors. I HAVE NO IDEA WHY!
I thought he was supposed to take a full pic of the gown before I wore it but I don’t think I remember seeing it. I HAVE NO IDEA WHY EITHER.
And he’s like trying to keep me from moving too much. I mean hey HEY!!! It’s my wedding and I’ll move if I want to. You do your job to keep up and not slow me down. weirdness.
Like I said. It wasn’t a big deal. I’m juz annoyed with his carefully avoiding the colors. I mean I don’t know either he doesn’t like colors, thinks it’ll spoil his portfolio if it’s not pure white or he doesn’t have the equipment to do it blah I don’t know. Maybe it is my fault as in I should have found a more expensive guy but seriously. I mean how do you know if the next guy wouldn’t carefully avoid all your colors? Crazy nut.
And we didn’t even get to take many pics with my gals damn.
It was a great day notheless and really juz one day in my life. I’m half forgetting the details now. All I remembered were the balloons, the colors, the laughter and a husband drunk at 5pm. Of coz those and this annoying photographer, please juz let me get this out of my chest and let me forget about this.
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ICE CREAM
Posted by: witchsbrew on: 02/9/10 1:40 PM
Last Sunday, I woke up moody. Was distraught by well meaning people, failed some food projects – including the dumpling surprise which really surprised me instead coz how could it turn out so wrong? – and got really grumpy. And then there was the weather. The weather that upset my laundry plans.
Well I washed – 6 days full of clothes! – and there wasn’t enough bamboo sticks to hang them and the impending rain meant I couldn’t hang them on hangers in doors either.
The husband was washing his hamster stuff. Can you please do me a favour? Help me buy 2 more teck go (bamboo sticks). It’s going to rain and I’ve so much laundry to hang and no where to hang them and this! Look at this. I still haven’t washed them. 
He looked at me. But I’m washing my hamster stuff. Can I buy them later?
But it’s going to rain
Ok. Ok. Later then.
Minutes later he came back to the kitchen wearing his tee. Ok I’m going to help you buy now. 2 enough? I buy 3 lah.
I sent the husband off and waited impatiently for my teck gos. Very frustrated. It’s going to rain! Where’s the man? It’s been ages. Has something happened? It’s really been ages.
I walked back and forth, back and forth, kitchen and living room, finally settling at the zig saw puzzle in the lazy room – the corridor facing room also known as the dream room.
Then the door lock clicked. I ran out. Where were you? You took so long!
Ice cream. He smiled with 3 very long teck gos. You look so grumpy I thought you might need some cheering up 
NOTABLE CONVERSATIONS #4
Posted by: witchsbrew on: 02/8/10 1:46 PM
ALONE
Posted by: witchsbrew on: 02/7/10 2:07 PM
I would really want to be left alone. Especially on a Sunday.
WHAT WE ATE #5
Posted by: witchsbrew on: 02/7/10 1:48 PM
The mood wasn’t too good. “Wasted” a perfectly good Saturday away so woke up to plenty of housework undone and tired body. Very tired.
Meant as a surprise for the husband but it was another job not well done Tasteless regardless of the amount of sugar I added. Perhaps some ginger and pandan leaves next time.
Was going to toast some garlic bread but realized there’s no foil so the husband suggested how about the pizza small leaf and her boyfriend brought us – brought not bought yes. The pizza should taste a lot better if I had taken the time into consideration. I went out to watch TV and it ended up a bit burnt.
The husband says it’s ok. There’s always another time. Room for improvement.
LAZY LAZY
Posted by: witchsbrew on: 02/7/10 1:39 PM
I was finally given a day off last Sunday – for a few hours at least. No nonsense. No bothersome people. Nobody but myself.
We use the air con in moderation. The husband gave me full air con rights that afternoon and a cup of milo.
I’ve never been able to complete this book.
WHAT WE ATE #4
Posted by: witchsbrew on: 02/7/10 1:26 PM
Last Sunday. I think it was lunch. The husband cooked 2 types of instant noodles.
His. Some dry instant noodle thingy with coffee.
Mine. Soupy but not enough soup – I think it’s coz the bowl wasn’t big enough – with milo and hot dogs with leftover McDonald’s hash brown from the morning breakfast.
CHOCOLATES
Posted by: witchsbrew on: 02/5/10 9:42 AM
We had another one of those big fights again recently. It was something really tiny, mainly misunderstandings turned big. I was so upset i refused to go home and I refused his phone calls as well.
When I finally got home he wasn’t around, I realized he had gone out to find me.
He didn’t answer my calls or my 1 single sms saying I’m home and only got home a long while after my last call with something. I didn’t know what that was, I refused to look up and he didn’t say anything.
Some time later still furious I went out to see him still sitting on the bench in the living room, all tired and blur. Mumble. Har? Mumble. I CAN’T HEAR YOU!
“Chocolate” he says. “you wanted chocolates. So I bought chocolates for you.”
That really broke me down.
“I didn’t know if you’re still upset so I didn’t dare to speak to you. I wanted to leave you alone but I thought you might be happy if I bought you chocolates.”
He dropped his handphone while looking for me and buying chocolates and had to retrace back his steps to look for it. He found it.
It’s things like these that makes me feel that it’s all worthwhile. What can I say? Chocolates saved the day.
EGGING ME ON
Posted by: witchsbrew on: 02/4/10 12:30 PM
I realized I’ve pictures from last week’s what we ate unedited and un-removed from the camera.
Anyway onward to this week’s cooking inspiration. I was supposed to make steam eggs last week but apparently they’re really toughies to tackle without the meat base at the bottom which is a shame coz I really love them and they look so damn easy – ok I know they’re not now plus I didn’t have time over the weekend and have no eggs in the fridge YET.
This coming week would be eggs again. I saw this on Spork or Foon and thought it would be a really great idea since I do love scrambled eggs and I still have milk and butter in the fridge AND 2 hand whisks now – I bought one and sis kindly donated the other.
Let’s juz see how this would turn out and hopefully my right hand would be alright for whisking those eggs – I hurt my right index and middle finger during this session. They’re on the road to recovery I think but of coz could use with less strenuous movements so the husband might juz have to take over.
I’LL NEVER BE A SOCIALITE
Posted by: witchsbrew on: 02/4/10 12:07 PM
Fact of the Day: Why is wordpress displaying my pics fuzzily?
Forgive me if I have not offered invites to my home on chinese new year. I’m busy. Really. With what I seriously can’t answer. I’m juz busy, stressed out and tired, mentally and the word I often use these days, socially.
Yes. Socially.
I’m socially tired. So tired I feel myself turning into a stress ball – I squeeze myself.
Let’s go back in time to when I was still a swinging single. Was I ever a social butterfly? Nah. I much prefer to rot my lazy ass away, prop up against a pillow with a book or lie sideways watching TV at home to spending days and nights outside of the house. Of course the Internet plays a big part while I while away the days too. I rather curl up next to the the lappy then a glass of beer – my stomach curls up instead.
So forgive if I start saying no. I’m really tired of giving my time away. I need that space to do my own things and time to stare into space. It’s nothing to do with the husband. He basically gives me his blessings most of the time when I wanna go out except when it coincides with his mum visiting evenings – which incidentally falls near the weekends so makes it hard for me to meet people too.
So give me the freedom to be myself again. I needed that. Day after day, weekend after weekend of meeting everybody from long time no see friends to families to regularly seen friends and people from everywhere. Seriously. Give me a break. Don’t start pulling me apart. Nobody pulls me when I was single so why does everybody want a piece of me now that I’m supposed to be a dutiful wife and feather duster wielding semi housewife?
No. I’m not blaming most people. I enjoy your company I really do. I blame my own weakness. I blame my excessive need of hermit-hood and my desire to be please – in the end I forgot to please myself.
And please do drop by my place despite my rantings. We’re still pleased to receive guests. Juz do that in advanced so I can prep my home and my dear hermitty self.
