mothers' day ramble

as usual, we celebrated mothers' day on saturday with the usual gang coming over my place. the menu for the day was thai food and it was pretty good. we had gorgeous tiramisu and assorted swensen ice-cream for dessert.

this year i went slighly el-cheapo and got for everyone marks and spencer biscuits. this was because my FATHER who was supposed to foot the entire bill for the caterer merajuk because i had selected the menu without consulting him and thus he felt insulted. in order to appease him, i offered to pay half. and he immediately agreed and was in better spirits.

cheh. it was all an act. pandai bapak aku berlakon.

i got for my mum one set body shop make-up cuz everytime she goes to orang kahwin, she would borrow mine. so it was a pretty good idea to get for her her own set. (which i can use also :P)

oh ya, because the husband had bought me a nice ring for bearing his son, my mother, not to be outdone, also got my father to buy her a bling. infact, her bling is bigger and shinier than mine. win me by 0.1 carat. cheh. tak boleh tengok orang bergaya. ada aje nak challenge. :P

got for my step-mil flowers and chocolates via noel.

got for my real-mil necklace and bracelet set. verrry nice. so datin-datin.

speaking of my real-mil, she has been hospitalised for almost a week. severe coughing and possibly lung infection all because of a crooked sinus bone obstructing the airway.

i feel bad for several reasons:

1. she's a divorcee. its bound to get pretty lonely in the wards especially when her children goes to work or home.

2. most of her family members are in singapore. (she's an ex sporean). her aged mother is too old to make the trip up.

3. having 3 sons and no daughters is quite saddening. i mean, those 3 boys (including the husband) are too macho la. they are not the cuddle-comfort-mama-by-the-bed kind of people. i wish i could be there but i have work and i cant take any more leave until its time for me to go to labour. and besides, i am too heavy and huge and i cant waddle my fat ass from here to kl to make it back in time to give birth. (my ass is not that fat la. its just a figure of speech. :P)

i hope she will get better soon and hopefully its nothing serious. (her two sisters have had history of cancer) but lets pray that my mil will be given a clean bill of health tomoro when the doctors intrude her chest with a scope-thingamajig.

ok, its monday. i had just finished the very last o level prac f&n exams. my back feels like breaking and my feet is slowly enlarging. i better go home and rest.