We're Moving

Moss Princess and family are moving.
Mossy doesn't like the packing at all and grumbles like mad at the very sight of the stack of flattened boxes waiting for her the moment she wakes up.

Thank goodness Mama came up with the ingenious idea to label the boxes using color flags.

Pink flags for the kitchen please!

And Mossy is SooooOOOOoooo pleased that she'd managed to squeeze and fit all her shoe boxes nicely into 1 big box- It's no mean feat when the boxes comes in different sizes and length..

So we made some progress :)

but seriously, packing 16 years' of stuff is no joke. It's almost like emptying out whole house

Oh, and it's especially annoying when you get hungry in the wee hours- The fridge's empty, and cooking was out of question because the pots and pans are all buried somewhere in one of those pink labelled boxes.

A Hungry Mossy is an Angry Mossy

Fortunately, Mossy found blackened banana in the most remote corner of the fridge so she didn't get that upset. The banana ooked gross and tasted kinda gross.. but it'll do...

.... at least I'm still alive and kicking.
Ok.. back to the packing. :(

Mossy's Back

Moss Princess managed to return from her conquest, bruised and aching all over, and still in one piece. However, she fell on her head when she was thrown off a quad bike, so went a lil bonkers.. She now hobbles around like an old hag and is feeling very cranky to be back at work so soon.

MP's Weekend Plan

Moss Princess is off to East Malaysia to attempt to conquer Mount Kinabalu. If all goes well, she should be standing tall at 13,435 feet above sea level watching sunrise this Saturday.

Family Story, Spring 2008

Ok. To be honest, this is just a preview. I owed Beannie 2 posts.. one for our Chinese New Year Party and another for the Curry Noodle Party. Hey Beannie, I'm having some Blogger's block here.. so why don't I give you a preview on one of the parties first.. there's more suspense this way.. just like unveiling beauties....

You do get what I mean, don't you? ;D

Anyway, the story goes like this..

Springtime..

The four generations of awesome folks gathered together..

Held story telling sessions ...

Imparted wisdom and family secrets to the younger generations..

Had some crazy (literally, I mean) times..

Gone through a Chaotic period..

Comforted each other...

Bullied each other.. Come on folks, eat up! It's good for you! ;D

Enjoyed Heartwarming moments...

Showed our love... especially to Ah Mah, the most important lady in the family...

Shared our laughter...

And of course, Thanked our dearest Old Hero and Hercules for who we are.

Happy New Year, Ah Gong! We miss you lots!

Random Ramblings..

I went jogging today at the gym (the weather's been a kinda crazy these days). Ít's the 3rd time in my life working out on a treadmill and I still don't like it- your jog like mad and you'll find yourself still at the same old spot.. and you have to put up with tuneless boom-boom music (or rather noise).. it gets worse when you're stuck with a dude with bad B.O running beside you.

Anyway, I made good progress today , and managed to finish 5km in half an hour.. haha.. this is a big deal for me alright, considering the fact that I've never, ever try running beyond 3.2km (that's the distance for my high school fitness exams) at one go..... So yay! I did it! :)

Oh, a transexual friend of mine recently had her (his) boobs done. My, those were HUGE boobs...

Anyway, to celebrate her new-found curves, she took some pics of herself (and her HUGE boobs) and proudly posted them on friendster. Everyone was happy to know that she'd found herself.. except for some wee bit of problems- She was not wearing a top in the pics. And she was not wearing a bra.. or a towel.. or any other garments. And she works in an FI (you know FIs are allergic to any relation to sexy stuff .. it's bad for their rep). And she's in an Asian society..

The last I've heard was that her boss fainted (ok, she didn't really faint) and dragged her aside for some serious counselling and got her to do some damage control before she does an Edison Chen..

Hmm.. I wonder how her future prospective boss would react if the dude does job interview screening using google and saw those pics.............

Fullstop for a subject title??

Today I had a minor argument with the secretary. I was about to submit my report when she insisted that I had to amend the report, because I did not use fullstops at the end of each subject title.

Her idea of the correct format was:
Subject titles must have Fullstops.

My idea was:
Subject titles do not have Fullstops

Well, I decided to give in after some 10mins of pointless arguing (the report was due in 20mins' then.. and she refused to accept the report unless I amend it.)

So, I added fullstops to the subject titles.. and now the titles look like this:
Subject titles should not have Fullstops, but I added them anyway.

Well, I thought all was well then until she made a comment, which left me flabbergasted.. ''I think you should underline the fullstops in the subject titles".

!#*%$@^&*?>?!!

Man, some folks can be so anal!!

Anyway, I told her that she could underline the fullstops if she must, but I prefer to save trees and printer toner (she's always complaining about folks bursting her budget you see).. And that I still believe subject titles don't come with fullstops.

Oh well... Can someone enlighten me please? ;p

A Random Entry

I'm feeling bored today, so I rummaged through the pile of mails on the coffee table.

I got a card.

It read:

Seems like an invitation to a feminist club.

And then I checked out the weird- looking graphic beneath the words...

...which doesn't quite make sense...

...I scrutinised the card for a moment....

Ha! Invitation to join the Brazilian Waxing Club.. Giddit?

http://www.strip.com.sg/strip.html

Now that's tongue-in-the-cheek advertising.