Life of a Foxy Siren

Over the weekend, while out on our shopping trip, I came across this shop selling really cute home deco - all cloth based. Curtains, chair pads, place mats, tissue boxes, you name it. Also, items were on sale! We got a set of chair pads for Mom's new sofa set.. very sweet and pleasant shade of maroon. Forgot to snap some pics though.. >_<

Then, The Boyfriend got me this cute apron. Hinting me to cook more often for him.
I don't usually wear aprons when I cook, but heck this is cute and he insisted... so... lol.
I actually wanted another one with a giraffe, but they don't have new ones, and the item on display had a lil tear. So I came home with this cutie...

... a day of: skip work, have - breakfast, morning break, lunch and tea break; burn of those fats, stuff more goodies for dinner, and then shop some really good deals, and close it off with a parcel waiting for ya sounds?

Lemme tell ya... ABSOLUTELY DIVINE! *grins*

I'm off to a two days offsite training. That means sleep in longer. Just listen to lectures, join in some discussions, and voila! The day is gone... and they feed me well.. *yummm century eggs*

Having mild cramps yesterday, I decided to go for my favourite yoga class. Feeling all good having a good sweat burning all those sinful yummies I stomached earlier. Its true what they say... Exercise does not further tires you.. instead, it energizes you ;)

Tuna Sub of The Day is still yummy as ever. Even The Boyfriend loves it now!
We decided to take a peek into Guardian after that.. and I'm still asking myself if that was a good move! Because I ended up buying some more things.. sigh. But I'm happy at the same time?
*oxymoron*

I'm too sleepy to post up pics now, will *try* to do so tomorrow. I'm eager to try out those goodies - oh they came with freebies (Merdeka Sales).

Back home, another surprise! I got my parcel from Eyeko! Yay!
The parcel was thrown deep into my apt entrance I was for a moment worried about breakage (silently cursing the delivery man - he did not call!) But amitabha... everything is perfectly fine :)
It came with 4 free cleansing wipes and a postcard hehe.

*My dog is demanding attention now, I'd better go..

Damn.. where was I all this while?
Last night, after a zillion years of procratinating, I finally decided to work on my blogs. I kept telling myself that I need to start recording down stuffs instead of relying on my aging brain.

What happens if this absent minded woman forgot what happened to her last week? Or what is her favourite brand of hand cream? How much was it? Or, what were the precious tips given to her by her "ancestors"? Where did she meet The Boyfriend?

And then, Google Books "found" me.
You mean, I can actually read Yoga Journal (one of my favourite reads) dated back in the 1970s? WTF?? I didn't even know they exists back then! Well, I wasn't born yet though, hehe.
But still?!

And I can read books just about any topics that I go gaga with. For FREE. And I don't have to even think of not having enough space to store them in my apartment!

Lesson learnt - DO NOT FREAKING PROCRASTINATE! EVER!
(yeah right, ever lol)

OK, I finally stop procrastinating and work on my blogs.
>_< Have no idea there are so many blog related tools. Widgets, templates, layouts... ahhh *faint*

Anyway, got a few done for my blogs, some buttons still don't work; and I've given back all the HTML knowledge back to my lecturer.. hehe. Will take more time to figure it out. Or, I could get Boyfriend to work it for me *winks*

Woo Hoo!

Yay! I finally got my first pair of Ipanema sandals!
And in my favourite colour PURPLE!
And? It was on sale!! *grinning from ear to ear*

Boyfriend wanted to check out the latest football jerseys, and I ended up being the one buying something. Haha. I hope it is non slippery though, so will be putting it to test when I have my mamak fix. :D

Happy to pay $29 for it..

Back Entry: 22nd July 2009
- on holidays back in hometown

It suddenly dawned to me that good times fly, way too fast. Today is already Wednesday. I’ve been back for 5 days already. Yet I feel that the time I spent with momma isn’t enough. Two more days and I’ll be heading back to Work-Island again.

I’m feeling very reluctant to leave. I thought how nice if my family can stay near each other.

These few nights momma slept very well. In fact she dozed off before midnight. Rarely happens. I think she worry less when her daughter is near her. The happy look on her face these few days.. Makes me feel very sad about leaving the day after tomorrow..

We had a nice dim sum bfast this morning. The restaurant wasn’t packed at all. We took our time sipping tea, occasionally looking at a group of aunties chit-chatting. I wondered.. are they happy? About not having to work, but meet up and gossip over brunch? Momma said life is boring when you don’t have work, when you’re alone at home with nothing much to do. And then the guilty feeling sinks in. What can I do? What should I do?

Many times I stole some quiet glances at momma. I was thinking.. What’s on her mind? What does she wants most? What can I do to make her happy? My presence. Me being there for her. Does she know that I love her? Again, what can I do? What should I do?

We spent the day at the mall, mostly just browsing stuffs. Lunch was economy rice at the top floor.
Food was good, except the snobbish lady boss annoyed me with her lack of manners.
As usual, momma would scoop a little of each of her dishes for me. Little something that hold her dear to my heart..

She also got my favourite red sandals fixed in a jiffy. Mr Cobbler nailed it back neatly – free of charge. Momma just saved me a few dollars or the possibility that I’d have to throw it away.

Back home, she went ahead and boiled barley, then delicious eel soup for me. Last night, it was ginseng soup. I always get the bigger portion because momma always insisted she regularly make for herself. She’d always insist that I don’t cut those grasses and tire myself bad, knowing too well that I’ll never let her do it when I’m around.

I love having Fei-Put (fat ass- my momma’s dog) around. His hyper antics make me wanna bear hug him all the time. He has been acting extra happy and whiny these past few days. He just knows that he could get away with any mischief when I’m around, coz I won’t let him get any spanking lol.

Midnite, I came down to date my pink laptop; and Fei-Put was sleeping in the kitchen. He woke up after some time, but still lying down. I sat down and petted him for a while, talking to him. He seemed to understand me.. his eyes.. his body language.

I blame it on the eclipse today that I got peculiarly emotional today..

How nice if I could just opt to work from home, just write and write on my faithful pink laptop, life sorted out on my smart E71, money flowing in consistently; all the time able to spend much quality time with my family.

Sod the eclipse!

Back Entry: 20th July 2009
- On holidays, back in hometown

This is not the first time I gloat about not working on a Monday. Today is another one.. – I’m officially on one week holiday. No waking up early. No dragging my ass of the warm comfy bed. No rushing to get dressed. No cursing the stupid car in front for taking ages to turn out into the main road, sod off bad traffic! No work. No dumb asses. No hot humid weather that is almost skin scorching.

It’s all about … total freedom. I don’t have anything in plan. No where specific to go. I’m back to my slow mo, peaceful hometown. I wake up whenever I feel like it. I go to bed without the dreaded feeling that I haven’t enough personal time.

I’m back to spend time with my mom.
It’s true what people say. You don’t necessarily have to go somewhere to have quality time; or to de-stress. The best gift you can give to your loved ones is your presence. I still remember that phrase. And I’m a firm believer of it. The happy look on my mom’s face… how she sleeps peacefully when I’m back home… How she treasure every single moment when I’m around, even though I still have one whole week ahead.

It is time to live life, following our heart.

Breakfast was a simple cup of milo and coffee. Then we headed off to Jusco for shopping.
Discovered that my consistent yoga practice is paying off. I can fit into an “M” size pants again… yay!
Ended up buying a simple spaghetti top and a black 6-buttoned jacket. Mom found a grey bubble sleeved jacket that she fell in love with.

In Penang, Monday is a no plastic bag day. I thought it is a brilliant idea to help save the earth. Until I saw some people buying items like electrical appliances, a young girl buying about 6 huge ring files, and some old folks buying some kitchenware items. How do you expect old folks to remember bringing their own recycle bags? How about the young girl carrying huge stacks of files? Or pregnant ladies carrying all her purchases? There should be exceptions. Maybe big items in boxes, or when people buy in big quantities.

Then merde happened. I came across some plastic containers that I wanted to purchase.
There was a sign that said:

“RM1.10 / pc. Price range from RM1.10 – RM2.90

Assuming I didn’t disappoint my English teacher in school, I understand this as all the items priced from RM1.10 – RM2.90 is now being sold at RM1.10 because there is a “/each”. The two seemed innocent cashiers was trying to educate me that the sign actually means RM1.10 is the minimum price. Not content with the explanation, I asked to see the manager. There is a policy from Jusco that in the case there happened a pricing discrepancy; they will honour the lower price.

The cashier made 3 calls to seek for the so called manager. And I was made to wait for about 25 mins without any feedback of the situation. The 2 calls out of the 3 was because I asked them what happened to the manager. She told me the manager Pn Zuana was at the back and she is very busy.
I asked so she is not coming out to see into this situation? Or how long she wants me to wait? Cashier looked embarrassed, and the 3rd call I heard her speaking in Malay “dia duk tunggu ni” (she is still waiting).

I headed straight to the customer service counter and there was two reps attending to customers. A moment later a Malay man by the name Khairul (I think its Khairul / Khairil, supposedly a Customer Care Manager) entered the counter. He seated himself comfortably; I went up to him and told him I asked to see the manager in charge regarding a pricing difference. Then he started explaining that the staffs called him and he went over to the counter but I wasn’t there. And Pn Zuana is on leave – its her rest day; so the case was passed to him.

Bloody hell, didn’t the cashier just told me that she is busy at the back?!

It seemed that he has to call another manager to clarify on that matter, and it turns out that the sign actually meant that the RM1.10 is minimum price, and they are just following instructions from the HQ? I didn’t know that their English is this bad! So EMBARASSING!

- If they are meant to be sold according to individual price tags; why in the freaking world would you bother putting up a sign that says “RM1.10 / each”? Wasting paper and you’re campaigning on saving earth.
- Customer service is terrible. So is the too busy Pn Zuana on rest day or too busy working at the back? You don’t take pride about good customer service when your customer is made to wait for 25 minutes with no feedback.

Needless to say, this has definitely soured my experience shopping with Jusco Seberang Jaya. I would not want to shop there anymore. It may be a really small matter, after all the container costs just RM2.50. But where is the efficiency in serving customers? And if it happens to more expensive items?

Shame on you, Jusco Seberang Jaya.

On a happier note, dinner was a simple one. Some sushi, with yellow kiwi fruit (I didn’t know Kiwis come in yellow). And the treat is White Fungus soup… mmmm collagen! Think supple skin!

And then I’m sitting comfortably blogging about this half-not-so-pleasant day….