The final leg

The luggages are packed, and the house is almost litter-free. I have to get rid of all the food from the fridge, cabinets, and even all the itsy-bitsy stuff that we have accumulated for the short span of 11-12 months.

Adem's mother have asked whether we have leftover groceries, and the groceries that we and the other Muslim families have not decided to bring back home amount to many boxfuls of unused and half-used items. She is fine with even half-used items because she says she trust us being Muslims. We also gave Adem a white board, a set of badminton racket with shuttlecocks and a small chair. All these were Afzal's stuff and Afzal was willing to let it go.

And we had our big and final dinner at Carrabba Italian Grill earlier today because I have "hung up my wok". However I still roast half a chicken tonight for something on the sky. Because most times the food provided by the North American airlines are not palatable at all.

I don't think I can sleep well tonight for I have so many thoughts racing in my mind. I'm afraid I may have forgot to pack some things. And true enough as I was typing this, I ran to my room and checked one of our drawers, and there are 4 newly bought watches that are happily sitting in the drawers! It was hubby's repsonsibility to pack them and it seems that it had slipped his mind. Kalau kita dah sampai Singapore, nangis tak berlagu nampaknya.

Needs to check and recheck. And so much trash to send to the dump too.

It's almost a wrap

For our life here in Alabama. We're counting days, three days exactly, before we will board the flights home to Singapore, this time for good.

And with that come the frenzied final shopping, packing, repacking, getting rid of stuffs, donating stuffs, finishing up the food stuff, sending boxes back etc etc.



With this week being the Spring break, the kids will not return to school for the final term except Adem of course.

We're finally going home

It's confirmed that we are returning soon, but until the flight arrangements are not screwed up (like some other time), we will release the date. But it should be next week.

Oh yes...more packing to do.

Let's talk about happy stuffs

I was feeling so pissed yesterday that I told myself to sleep over it and maybe I would feel better when I wake up. I woke up with a heavy heart, and still reeling from the left overs. But it's so over now, well almost.

Let's talk about happy stuffs.

My tree is in its glorious green shades this spring. No pics here but will take a walk tomorrow to capture the tree that stands in front of the house.

I cooked a full spread of Malay dishes yesterday morning (before the pissing began..hehe). We had white rice with beef rendang, sambal goreng and bergedil, plus the serunding that has been frozen in the refrigerator since last Raya (note: I think it was two months before raya but it still tastes good). I was so tired after the cooking, really. I mean the three combination above is no easy feat for a novice cook like me. But it was well worth it. And after being pissed, gorging after the rendang tastes all the better.

Today I didn't cook because there were still so much food left.

Tomorrow, I planned to make tom yum soup for hubby. And maybe grill or microwave the salmon for Afzal. Also, I was planning to make white mee hoon (mee hoon putih) and fried chicken so that hubby can bring to work since they are having sort of 'farewell' party in his unit. And since hubby and his one other Malay/ Muslim colleague will not be able to eat the food that they themselves are buying for their local colleagues, I'm making the above for them.

Now that it's Spring, the swimming pool is opened again but I've yet to bring Afzal there, and also a dip for myself ...that will be so refreshing but I will have to wait for another week for me, geddit? If you geddit, there goes the hope of a bun in the oven...maybe next month?

It's really annoying

I find it so annoying and irritating that when some people lured others to agree with them on certain things but at the end of it, they have a specific hidden agenda to attain. They are so manipulative and calculative that they gained so much by playing out the others.

I shall not say more, as honesty in the blogging world will not help anyone, and may even jeopardize everything. For now, that is what really gets to me.

For those type of people, they don't deserve my respect and certainly not my friendship either.

I was so...

...not in the mood to update my blog for the fact that Afzal was having fever on and off last week. He only went to school for two days the whole of last week and furthemore, I was doing a lot of packing. Today, we sent 4 boxes back to Singapore by UPS and of now, we are still unsure of our departure date.

Some of hubby's colleagues will be returning anytime between 18-20th April but there are four of them, us included, that may have to stay for a little longer, probably till end of April or first week or even second week of May.

The uncertainty is the part that gets to me.

I've been 'headhunted' from back home but again, there was no finalisation of the offer, and that makes me feel unable to make a decision about my future. If they need me to start in May, I have to get going in preparing for my flight home at least a week or two before the start day so that I can get over the jetlag and everything. However there is still no news, and I don't know whether I should email or call to find out the status of the offer or just let it be, after all, they were the ones who contacted me.

Legoland

It was a one and a half hour drive to Legoland which is in the outskirts of San Diego. By the time we arrived, it was already 11.00 am and datuk was hungry for a hot cuppa of coffee. Though the rides at Legoland are rather gentle and most cater to the needs of toddlers or very young children, Afzal had a blast because according to him, it was not as scary as the other theme parks. As for datuk, it was time for some snooze.


In front of a Lego house.


Building blocks.


Afzal got his first driving licence here on a volvo.


Datuk and Ayah standing in front of NY skyscrapers made of Lego.