Tastelessness

So my little gardening plan didn't work out as planned. I succumbed to the ever passionate call of my bed...what with the rumbling tummy and a seriously lack of appetite for anything.

Ah yes...my terrible first trimester. I hope it'll last soon. I can't be missing dinner all the time. Truth is, I don't think I can ever put anything in my mouth after maghrib. It'll just feel like a terrible boat ride in a stormy sea and thundering monsoon typhoon. Any unnatural smell will invoke the wildest uproar in the tummy, and yes, lunch and everything else will come out as those disgusting fragments you see on CSI.

This just doesn't happen now. It happened throughout my other three pregnancies. Some people claim that each pregancy is different. Hey! Not with me. It's almost the same throughout.

I'm into the second trimester soon...I just wish all the pungent taste in my mouth will go away soon. I want to be eating properly. I want to enjoy this pregnancy. I want to be having the drive and energy again as I have got a lot of grand and small plans in my mind. I wish...I wish...I wish..

Going Green

My little s0-called "garden" in front of the house seriously needs a revamp. In fact I think my whole house needs a revamp. With all the Monet & Van-Gogh wanna-bes around, I am seriously thinking of renovating. The key word here is thinking...without the dough, there won't be any doing.

So I guess the best that I could do is to start with the little garden. I have not tend to it for almost a year now, or more come to think of it. What happens every Friday at 5pm is that I'll plan for the weekend activities... in between my late meetings and traffic jams. So this weekend, the grand plan is to re-arrange the garden, perhaps go to Sg Buloh nurseries and buy a few bags of soil, instant plants and I'll have the kids and the maid help me re-design the new garden.

Actually, my wish is to have a "make-over" by Eric of Casa Impian... but of course this is just a wish. Come to think of it, my plants are all big and green, it's just that they need a little more touch-up - swap some pots, swap the positions etc. Just take a look at these fat "pegaga".



So, I hope this grand plan of mine will materialize. I've been sleeping over the past three weekends because I was just plain tired of work. So did Papa. This weekend I'm determined not to have his sleep-bugs affect me.

Happy Gardening to me!

What Happened to July?

My oh my...

July just passed like a breeze.

It's the second day of August already - which means I'm turning a new leaf.

That means numberwise, my age gets bigger.

But deep in my heart, I still feel the same youthful me just coming out of college, eager to start a new life.

Except this round I got a man to take care of, and be taken care by, and 3 kids to feed and hug.

Did I tell you that one more is in the oven?