Kids and Cat

Raya has come and gone. Except for the antics of my nieces and nephews and Mak Anum the cat giving birth on the 3rd day of Raya, this year's Eid was rather uneventful. I'm almost relieved it's over and I'm on my way back to KL. Stopped by Penang to pick up my nephew Yunus. He's going back to his college to join his older brother Yusoff who has already left by bus earlier this morning. Pushing off to KL after Friday prayer. Hope it doesn't rain.

The kids were the life of the whole Raya celebration. Without them, it would have been quite boring. My nephew Nabil claimed or rather, admitted that he is an equivalent of 10 boys. Yup! Can't argue with that! When joined by Imran and Danial, they're like 30 boys! Imagine having to keep up with them as they scamper around the house filled with ideas and plans.

Imran, Nabil and Danial goofing around.

On the 3rd day of Raya, the bloated Mak Anum gave birth to 4 kittens. I didn't take a picture of the litter though, as the kids were busy doing that themselves. They had their fun awaiting birth after birth as though they are the expectant fathers pacing back and forth outside the delivery room. I tell ya, there have never been so many young fathers awaiting the birth of the same child/children as this one. The process took about 4 hours. Poor Mak Anum, she was so uneasy about the delivery, she kept on looking for a place to deliver even after her water broke, leaving her trail everywhere she went. So we had to box her up while she whined asking to be set free. Fully exhausted after that 4 hours labour, she ran straight up to the front of the house to relax and lick herself clean and pretty as soon as I released her out of her confinement. Oh such Vanity!

Iman and Mak Anum

The kids asked me why I named the cat Mak Anum. I told them because I can't name her Cik Tijah as she's not a Cik anymore, and I can't call her Kak Pe'ah and it would offend one Pe'ah living not far from us.

Yeah, the cat isn't ours, she just showed up fully knocked up and ready to pop. So Mak Anum is appropriate, she was so ranum already.

Selamat Hari Raya Mak Anum!

Edited at 12.30 am 28/10/2006

- I'm back in KL. Received news from A/Setar that Mak Anum gave birth to No.5 a good 24 hours after the last kitten was born. Imagine that! She has been running around in between thinking it's over, and then out popped another one! Hahaha! I hope she'll be a good mom and not one of those who abandon their kids, or worse, eat them!!!.

Congrats Mak Anum!

Lazy Hazy Day

I am at my sister and brother-in-law's place in Jalan Masjid Negeri, Penang, doing nothin' but surf online, play computer games and watch DVDs all day. My nephew Danial is playing Insectarium on the other computer. Took a picture with him a minute ago on the Mac, here it is:



Cute, eh? Not the boy, the auntie I mean, hehehe.

The rest of my sister's 5 boys are scatterred all over the place. Yusoff is studying for his exam, he's a 2nd year medical student. Yunus and Imran are playing Final Fantasy on the Playstation. Ilyas is still snoring. As for me, I'm just lazying around, nothin' much to do for now. It's a lazy hazy day today.

Going back to my mum's house later today, maybe after Iftar. By then, my brother would have arrived with his family. My nieces would be the perfect buffer from the torrent of criticism my mum subjects me to every time I see her. Hahaha... let them be at the centre of her attention so that she will be off my back. This is the art of war, create a diversion so that you can tackle the enemy. Errr... let me clarify please, my mummy is not an enemy, but when she's unhappy with me, she might as well be. All in all, I just wanna avoid any stressful situation that might cause me to lose my pahala puasa and/or suffer eternal damnation. Just trying to be a good girl. Ooopppps, I have to try???

Been checking out places on Google Earth again. Here's my house in KL:



Till then, wishing you Selamat Hari Raya and Maaf Zahir Batin.

Have a blissful Eid.

Balik Kampung

I am driving up north tonight. The sound of Sudirman’s “Balik Kampung” is blaring at the back of my head. I can't seem to shake it off.

I’m picking up my nephew at his college after Isya’ and then off we’ll go. Stopping by my sister’s house in Penang to drop off his prince, probably spend a night or two there before going home to mummy in Alor Setar. I can’t go home to her so soon because without my siblings or nieces or nephews there as buffers, she would be all over me. What I do, what I eat, what I say, what I don't do, what I don't eat, what I don't say, everything will be scrutinized .... I’ll die, I'll just die!!

Not buying any sparklers and fire-crackers for the kids this year. Have been doin’ that forever I think. This year, the kids would have to understand, it’s illegal, you can’t play with fireworks. End of story. (Read: I’m broke, I’m not burning my money away).

I’m off to Carrefour in a minute to buy snacks for the journey home. I may be unwilling, for a variety of reasons, to be the first one to arrive home, but I can’t deny that home is pulling me back.

Balik kampungggg…. oh…oh….oh… balik kampung……

Changing The Mood

When I first created this blog, I thought I wanna write social commentaries. Like politics, economics, law, global issues, y'know like, clever stuff. Later I realized, I’m not so clever maaaah!

Thus, I’m officially changing the mood of this blog, from a pretentious editorial-wannabe to a more general fun apa-apa pun boleh type, where anything can be posted and anyone can access. My other blog called Rumble In The Blog shall continue to exist but I shall only post new entries on this one, and hopefully I’ll find it in me the drive to write in this blog more than once in a month. Sigh….

So here goes nothing.