Homesick remedy

After 10 years, I finally found a cure to my random Penang nostalgia. Jason Penang Cuisine at ABC Food Centre, #01-113. I think Jason should have named his stall “Best of Penang” for the variety that he has - Char Koey Teow, Laksa, Hokkien Mee and Lor Mee. We tried the CKT and Laksa for a total of 5 bucks! I would rate 85% for authenticity and 100% for value. It's definitely more worth it than the S$30++ Penang buffet in Copthorne King and the S$10++ in Penang Kitchen at Coronation Road. The only caveat is it's NOT in a restaurant. Well... if you're in Penang, you would be nuts to go to a restaurant for hawker food anyway...

Lost touch

I think I've lost it, the touch of gift wrapping. I started off full of pride and confidence to create my own wrapper (like I used to do with pretty magazine pages) but just couldn't get it right! I couldn't find any nice images from my collection of Simply Her, Women's Weekly and The Economist, though there were some nice pictures from Marcel's National Geography but I wouldn't want to risk my head.

So I moved on to my next self-proclaimed (and unnecessary) creative plan --wrap with Financial Times.

I thought it would make the giver look intellectual. I was wrong. It looked horrible! Finally, I resorted to normal gift wrapper (so I thought)-Ikea wrapper that is very "Siew Khee" with my favourite colours. Disaster!! It was too flimsy and thin that made the presents look cheap! So after 2 hours of exercising forced gift-wrapping flair (while Marcel chills in front of TV, engrossed in Hero), I was sweaty and frustrated. I gave up.

Moral of the story: BE NORMAL.
I can already see SY rolling her eyes...

Boring or faithful?

SY told me that her boss has 10-20 pairs of shoes under her table. I’m guilty as charged but not as bad I supposed. I’ve got 7 including a pair of slippers. The shoes left behind in the office are mostly uncomfortable or impulse purchases. They were bought on days that I forgot I had meeting and came to work in casual-looking shoes.

I just stock checked and realize that 3 out of the 7 pairs are similar– black, open-toes flats! I wonder if it’s a sign of me being consistent, faithful or just plain boring… No wonder my ex-boss used to comment that my shoes were all “Amish” looking.
Actually I’m not that unadventurous, I wished I can sway around in high heels, the spirit is willing but the flesh is weak. I bought a pair of Cinderella looking shimmery 3-inch heels to match my green dress for wl’s wedding. Unfortunately I only lasted 2 hours in them before I retreated into a lower heels (yet another black one) and finally into my old-faithful Teva slippers…

Perfect weekend

Splendid...Started with a beautiful wedding on Saturday followed by a chill-and-do-nothing Sunday at Sentosa Beaufort and intimate dinner among a handful of us recounting the details on the wedding day. Finally, it ended with a drizzly cozy Monday soaking in cantonese series and my signature porridge. Can't be better. I want more...

Cliquish

All for one, one for all. After the success of sari and cheongsam, we did it again, this round it's lovely green dresses in different styles. Kudos to seamstress Anna, the girls received lots of compliments! Theme party dress-up is really our forte! Nothing beats looking good together with friends.

Photography for dummies

A new revelation: not much photography skills required if the camera is good. Just snap away. Lighting, sharpness, zoom seems so effortless because it's all built in and automated. Thanks to the new toy in the house: Canon EOS 50D.

I'm striking off item no. 6 in my top 10 to-do list for 2009- Learn to use a DSLR camera.

Henned out

It was wl’s hen night last Saturday and I came down with flu on Sunday. I think I'm a nerd in disguise who's trapped in a beautiful body (haha). I can't take late night clubbings anymore...

This is our 2nd hen night for the year. We chucked away our usual ‘sexy’ rental costume to embarass the hen and booked ourselves a session of exotic-lap dance with Groove studio, in the dingy Waterloo centre. It turned out fun and hilarious! No sight of exoticness at all as you can see from the pix! I think our men would laugh and fall off the chair if any of us attempt to put this into practice... I can already hear "Stop it honey!" or "What are you doing?" ...

The group’s brainjuice is also dried up with ‘creative’ sabos this round. So I went to the party supplies shop in Valley Point and got us a ready-made “Bachelorette’s Last Night’s Dare To Do It” checklists.

1. Dance with a bald guy
2. Kiss the first guy who speaks to you
3. Serenade someone
4. Blow kisses to a stranger
5. Remove your bra without leaving the room
6. Collect 3 men’s phone number
7. Drink 3 shots in a row
8. Dance on the table
9. Wink at a guy and lick your lips
10. Collect a pair of men’s boxers

Well, let’s just say that not everything in the list got checked because the hen and the chics were too happified by the end of the night.