The last week

This could probably be the last week we're staying at my parents' before we moved in to our rented house. As sad as I am to leave the cozy nest, I look forward to live together with my husband and build another cozy nest. With that said, I'm so grateful that at least I got to spend the last 4 years with my family at my hometown. I've been away for 13 years. Boarding school, matriculation, uni, then 1st posting when joining gov. How sweet it was when I got to transfer back to work here. My mom also pampered me sometimes, preparing fabulous breakfast pack every morning until I became the envy of my colleagues. It's like she's trying to make it up for the absence years.



Yeah, the curtains is still halfway done. Lazy me. I'm planning to buy my very own sewing machine someday though. I'd love to have those antique looking machine with the wheel as pedal. Very classic and so makcik-makcik. But sooo adorable. Makes a good exercise machine for the calf too. Hee.



My mom's sewing machine has the wheel too. But it's not functioning anymore. Just the motor pedal which also had been replaced a few times already. This babe has provided such excellence service to us. It has created many clothes and curtains, baju kurung, skirts, cushions, a baju kelawar (Which is my first sewing project at the age of 12 using the cloth my mother meant to make herself a baju kurung. Hihi. I was home alone and bored and I dug in her stash of cloth. How furious she was when she got home that evening)







Last weekend at Ikea was fun. This time the purpose of shopping is clear. To furnish our home. Last time I just gaze dreamily and oohs and aahs at the beauties. So one of the reason I can't wait to move in the house. To assemble the things we bought! Wee.







This could probably be the last week too for my father wearing the cast. It's almost 2 months now since the fall. Last x-ray early this month showed that the wrist fracture has healed well (The radius and ulna was all dislodged forward to the carpal bones. Ouch!). Just need a few extra weeks to be cautious. So we'll see about it this monday. He's been so compliant drinking milk now that it's almost funny to watch. He's such an anti-milk person before.

Hey, this is the last week of March too. Fits the title. Hehe. Till then peeps!

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Mad about crochet

So admist the busy schedule of my life now, I still try to squeeze in time for crocheting. It's like an addiction to me. The frenzy of trying every irresistable pattern I found. I'm so mad about crochet right now. Hehe.

We're in the process of moving in to our own rented house and most of the stuffs were already moved there. It's just us and our suitcase next. But oh dear, the thought of packing all those clothes is enough to make me grouchy. I just don't know where to start! It doesn't help too that the doors and windows of the new house is so high till no standard ready-made curtains can fit in. So, I have to sew new curtains and this has taken my time off crocheting. Pfft.

It's not like I hate sewing. I love sewing. But it's such a long fabric and the measuring and cutting is nerve wrecking. The sewing part is fun. It doesn't make sense to order-made one when I can sew myself, right? I'm excited at the prospect of moving into a new house too. Plus it saves money big time so that's enough to drive me to finish the curtains.

Last weekend, we went to a kenduri and later headed to shoot some photos at the railway station. I love the railway station here. It's so classic and what a beautiful spot for taking photos. We were the only person there that we model with all our heart and make ourselves at home. Haha.

Cool beanie for a cool guy? Hehe. My husband is a sucker for beanies. He has a handful of them and he always wear them whenever we go out especially at night time. So naturally the first thing I crocheted for him is this beanie and it really makes my man happy.

For me, it's the hobo bag! Isn't it cute? And it's the perfect size for a casual outing and to hold all the necessities. I made it in blue black so the dark colour can pretty much goes with any outfit. I'm definitely lugging this bag around for any outings now. Hehe.

The pattern didn't call for lining but I decided to do so because I don't want any small item sticking out in between.

The camera trigger-happy couple. Hee.


Disclaimer: The items shown above are handmade using free patterns available online.

A split second

How do you cope in panic situation? I mean how well do you handle panic moment? Are you able to function well in panic moment? How fast your reaction is?

I have this questions because I just realized how I almost always stumble upon panic moments. I thought I'm just clumsy but no, it's like fate has decided that my middle name is panic. The weird thing is, when you're supposed to feel terrified and full of terror, but there is this one second when you're in panic, it's like the world stand still and you feel like you're in a vacuum zone where everything is senseless. No sound heard and you don't even feel the air blowing. Numb.

Like last saturday I was driving and trying to cross a busy two way road. It was a bit of a hill and I wasn't driving my own car. You know how foreign driving someone else's car is. As soon as there's a chance I could pass, I stepped hard on the gas. The car lurched forward but fate made it that my left feet slipped of the clutch. Thus the engine died. And I was in the middle of a two way road. With an oncoming lorry from the right side and parade of cars from the left side. Time suddenly stood still and I could feel my eyes going wide. It was just for a split second, but I snapped out of it and the next second I was frantically starting the engine back. Pushed hard the gear to reverse and reversing the car. Then hitting the brake, I sat still watching the lorry and cars pass by.

And I still remember as clear as crystal, when I was little and I was sitting on the woodbench in front of my babysitter's house with my older sister. She was sitting on the bench opposite of me, her feet dangling not reaching the floor. A black snake appear out of nowhere behind her, its upper half body already erect aiming at her feet. I remember the panic rising in me and I remember the split second that the world stood still. I didn't move a muscle and I just told my sister "Sist, don't move your feet." Luckily she stop swaying her foot and as soon as the snake seems to retreat I yelled "Quick, lift up your feet!". Then the pakcik at the next house heard me yelling and came to our rescue. He killed the snake.

Over the years there are a few other occasions as well that force me to look back and be extra careful. But I know that my hands are quicker than my brain. In such situation I won't scream, instead I flail around, grab what I should grab and propel to safety or make the situation as safe as could be. I guess, I could handle panic well. Until now at least.

But nothing could match the panic moment of the Japanese last friday when the tsunami slammed over the whole city, housing area and villages of north-east Japan. How gripping the terror must be. When the wall of water is suddenly 10m high above you, where could you run? I mean, could you even run? Terrifying, isn't it. Let's pray for the people in Japan as they face this sudden terrible disaster. And let's pray for ourselves too that death wouldn't knock so suddenly without the chance for us to say His name and repent.

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Well, I just couldn't wait to show the cap I've made. I know I mentioned a photoshoot but we were just too caught up with lepaking and lazying around after an exhausting week of work. Fret not, I will have sensible photos taken plus this new project once it's completed.



Ciao then!


Disclaimer: This item is handmade by me using free patterns I found online


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Overwhelmed me

The consistency of me blogging is seriously fluctuating. One month I'm active (is five entries per month considered active? LOL) while the next isn't. I know I have things to say. Everytime I would think 'Ooh, I'll blog about this', 'Ooh, this is interesting to share'. But everytime it's left as just thoughts in my head. It might have to do with the fact that I'm an easily overwhelmed person. Overwhelmed with the things and projects I planned to do, not with feelings mind you. Seriously I have so many exciting things awaiting and to do but seriously I'm always running to keep up with time (Seriously, do I sound like Meredith Grey now?)

Last weekend me and hubby, and sist and her hubby, and my older sist, we went to Maher Zain's concert. Again?! Yes, such fanatic I am. And to prove how fanatic I could be, it was on the same day me and hubby had a course in Ipoh until 5 pm. Changing clothes and getting to the car, bla bla, we leave Ipoh exactly at 6pm hoping to reach Shah Alam by 8.30pm. And we did, more like he did. I was practically dozing off in the madly fast car. Alas, we did enjoy the concert in the beginning until towards the end we couldn't keep our eyes open anymore. We slept snugly the last few songs. Seriously, we were damn tired. And we still need to return to Ipoh the same night because the eye course continues the next morning. See how madly fanatic we are?

From our seats, this is the best picture I could take.

Then..

He's just too cute.

Fazrul boldly went front stage and took these awesome pictures. Brilliant!

I've finished my first baby beanie few days ago. Phew, finally after a long break from crocheting. But I couldn't find any model around. All my friend's kids is either a boy or have grown bigger. Hence, it'll just be Miss Pingu's nest then for now. Hehe.

Then, the yarns I ordered arrived early this week. Yeay! In no jiffy I whip up a crochet cap for Fazrul. I finished it yesterday and he loves it. There's no picture taken to post here yet but probably we'll have a photoshoot tomorrow. Hehe.

Yummy yarns

Isn't the smell of weekend awesomely great? Tomorrow we have a checklist of movies to tick off at the cinema. Plus, we'll start moving things into our new rented house too. Ah, our own little love nest.

::Maher Zain pictures credit to hubby

It's really unfortunate for NZ right now particularly Christchurch. Two earthquakes in just five months time and both was megascale. Barely enough time to recover when mother earth strikes again. I had the opportunity to visit Christchurch and stayed there overnight during my trip to NZ about a year ago. We stayed at a Malaysian's house. She's an engineer pursuing PHD there and lives with her three kids (I think it was three. Or maybe four?). Her husband works in Dubai. She's really one of the kindest person we met there. Not only offering the warmth of her house and homecooked meals, she also packed us some food for our road trip. Then she kindly let us leave behind some of the bulky luggages in her house which we could pick up a week later when we've finished touring south island and it's time to leave NZ. I wonder how is she and her family doing right now.

This is the alley beside her house. Look how clean it is. 

Christchurch square.

Wani told me this is where Yusri KRU and Erra runs towards each other's embrace in Cinderella the movie. Really? I haven't watch the movie.  

Shamefully the only sightseeing and photo taking we did in Christchurch was here because we were too busy hogging the souvenir shop. Plus we arrived there quite late and the next morning we were on the road again very early. But while cruising around the town in the car, lost and looking for shops, I did notice the beautiful gardens, the river in the city where you can row a boat and the antique bridge we got on to cross the river. The modern and old buildings and the unique tramway. In simple word: Beautiful. Otherwise it wouldn't be called 'The Garden City'.