<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-662541629079127887</id><updated>2012-02-16T20:07:46.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mummy Barney</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mumscomms.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/662541629079127887/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mumscomms.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/662541629079127887/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Mummy Barney</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>110</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-662541629079127887.post-3454536816413996053</id><published>2009-10-30T14:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T15:08:11.571+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Taste Paradise @ Ion Orchard</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Was recommended by my colleague (who knows I'm an ardent fan of tasty cuisine) and I decided to give it a try, celebrating hubby's birthday after my gynae check that day (lucky baby).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;We decided to get the set lunches and definitely did not regret it! As I was determined to try their famous sharks fin soup, went back again the following week for dim sum with my ex-colleague and the week after with sis again!! I fnally tried their famous soup and Sis was dumbfolded by their egg tarts that simply melted in our mouths. Looking forward to going back again after my confinement...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441330007432546370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/S4N8z_awyEI/AAAAAAAAA_M/h1PXI42I_lI/s320/PA300535.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Food: *****&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Ambience:****&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Price: $$$$&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441330540096193586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/S4N9S_vrBDI/AAAAAAAAA_U/fkgh9GRqKr0/s320/PA300537.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441330796005478546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/S4N9h5FM0JI/AAAAAAAAA_c/V5XB46xPAuw/s320/PA300539.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441331190775731970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/S4N943tw1wI/AAAAAAAAA_k/B2agjBi4KaY/s320/PA300540.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441331587583476674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/S4N-P98Gg8I/AAAAAAAAA_s/TTwubq7Ej6I/s320/PA300541.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/662541629079127887-3454536816413996053?l=mumscomms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mumscomms.blogspot.com/feeds/3454536816413996053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=662541629079127887&amp;postID=3454536816413996053' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/662541629079127887/posts/default/3454536816413996053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/662541629079127887/posts/default/3454536816413996053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mumscomms.blogspot.com/2009/10/taste-paradise-ion-orchard.html' title='Taste Paradise @ Ion Orchard'/><author><name>Mummy Barney</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/S4N8z_awyEI/AAAAAAAAA_M/h1PXI42I_lI/s72-c/PA300535.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-662541629079127887.post-1143374847663873043</id><published>2009-09-19T14:13:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T14:46:45.690+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hard Rock Hotel Penang</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Have not had the luxury to blog eversince my second pregnancy. Was bogged down by work and every day after work, I had to do simple household chores eversince I sent my domestic helper back home when gine started childcare.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Will do a quick update based on the photos that I have taken with my camera...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Was lucky enough to squeeze in a short trip to Penang with sister (who was also pregant). It was the Hari Raya Puasa long weekend and we decided to fly to Penang for the opening of Hard Rock Hotel. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Prior to the trip, all of us (except the 2 pregnant mamas) were taking turns to fall sick and our fingers were crossed that we would recover in time for the trip. Unfortunately, regine and hubby were still down with a mild fever and tummy upset and did not manage to recover in time. Despite this, we were unable to cancel the trip last minute and manage to enjoy ourselves!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441321638021968658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/S4N1M07yMxI/AAAAAAAAA-k/YPgvxM6W-cg/s320/P9190488.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Gine and Gregory enjoying themselves during the flight to Penang (it took us more than 3 hours to reach Penang as we had to detour to KL and then back to Penang again due to bad weather).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441322525250049570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/S4N2AeHcViI/AAAAAAAAA-0/69A0FKrBV4M/s320/P9210514.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Hard Rock Hotel Penang (Newly Opened in Sep 2009)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441322979627902946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/S4N2a6zkJ-I/AAAAAAAAA-8/cgg8g8EyqZk/s320/P9200510.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441322053807071074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/S4N1lB2rX2I/AAAAAAAAA-s/PgTKlphxSIA/s320/P9200498.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Man-made beach in HR Hotel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441323523216926722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/S4N26j1SaAI/AAAAAAAAA_E/9G38d3sTfmI/s320/P9210521.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Group photo before our departure. Unfortunately, we did not manage to get our favourite Penang tau sar piah as the famous shop was closed that day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/662541629079127887-1143374847663873043?l=mumscomms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mumscomms.blogspot.com/feeds/1143374847663873043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=662541629079127887&amp;postID=1143374847663873043' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/662541629079127887/posts/default/1143374847663873043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/662541629079127887/posts/default/1143374847663873043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mumscomms.blogspot.com/2009/09/hard-rock-hotel-penang.html' title='Hard Rock Hotel Penang'/><author><name>Mummy Barney</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/S4N1M07yMxI/AAAAAAAAA-k/YPgvxM6W-cg/s72-c/P9190488.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-662541629079127887.post-4318707481661912141</id><published>2009-07-21T10:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T10:17:58.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Racial Harmony Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Thought it was nice of Regine's childcare teacher to put this video together for all parents. They celebrated Racial Harmony Day at her childcare on 21 July. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Both Hubby and myself were surprised when we watched the video, at how she posed for her individual shot. Just so adorable and we definitely did not teach her to pose that way...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-d6305670ff1a5c6c" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v10.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dd6305670ff1a5c6c%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331578982%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D27FBB57E95E91C4B260F3B991F811F5B0C002004.711CF0F2CE6B31F960F5F17BB4787875372E6DFB%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dd6305670ff1a5c6c%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DYbTmYt9JdjcSK7AWl4OMf4SCH4U&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v10.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dd6305670ff1a5c6c%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331578982%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D27FBB57E95E91C4B260F3B991F811F5B0C002004.711CF0F2CE6B31F960F5F17BB4787875372E6DFB%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dd6305670ff1a5c6c%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DYbTmYt9JdjcSK7AWl4OMf4SCH4U&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/662541629079127887-4318707481661912141?l=mumscomms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=d6305670ff1a5c6c&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mumscomms.blogspot.com/feeds/4318707481661912141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=662541629079127887&amp;postID=4318707481661912141' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/662541629079127887/posts/default/4318707481661912141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/662541629079127887/posts/default/4318707481661912141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mumscomms.blogspot.com/2009/07/racial-harmony-day.html' title='Racial Harmony Day'/><author><name>Mummy Barney</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-662541629079127887.post-2960363834250880700</id><published>2009-01-30T21:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T22:16:38.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mickey Mouse &amp; Sheraton Grande Hotel @  Tokyo Bay</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Since our last trip to Hong Kong Disneyland, Gine has been so obsessed with Mickey Mouse. To meet her 'needs' and 'demands', we chose Sheraton Grande Hotel which is a listed Disney hotel, which means Gine will be able to take her 'Mickey Mouse' trains and buses, and beyond our imagination, she requested us to take photos with her beloved almost every other day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313410333007204050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/Sb0Gi9TIztI/AAAAAAAAA9c/DVQmhwezsQk/s400/P1280138.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313409980126371682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/Sb0GOatyn2I/AAAAAAAAA9U/51vsZEC7XiM/s400/P1290175.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313410758978782482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/Sb0G7wKrRRI/AAAAAAAAA9k/-r0nDoGaLIo/s400/P1300268.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And we did not even realise that Sheraton Grande Hotel was so child-friendly till our very last day as it was raining and we had no choice but to hang around the hotel before catching our flight back home in the evening. Amusement centre, photo studio with all sorts of costumes for the kids and I was simply amazed by the huge indoor playground within the hotel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313412612869631058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/Sb0InqcsrFI/AAAAAAAAA9s/kUxmJ4yeEj0/s400/P1300272.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313413007962726306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/Sb0I-qSO36I/AAAAAAAAA90/NUA9BkiFCro/s400/P1300279.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313413485076460738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/Sb0JabrAtMI/AAAAAAAAA98/joFs3wEeaCE/s400/P1300284.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313413831417159522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/Sb0Jul5EX2I/AAAAAAAAA-E/cpKuyCCH_H8/s400/P1300288.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313414275677167554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/Sb0KIc46H8I/AAAAAAAAA-M/ZOU4Y7UAybg/s400/P1300289.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313414726259309410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/Sb0KircD-2I/AAAAAAAAA-U/p_NWpWPWD-g/s400/P1300291.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313415091577816706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/Sb0K38WyBoI/AAAAAAAAA-c/5IHOU6XMLYc/s400/P1300292.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;So many things to play but we could only afford to spend 20 minutes there, having to rush off to catch our airport transfer. Well, another reason for me to go back to Tokyo soon. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/662541629079127887-2960363834250880700?l=mumscomms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mumscomms.blogspot.com/feeds/2960363834250880700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=662541629079127887&amp;postID=2960363834250880700' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/662541629079127887/posts/default/2960363834250880700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/662541629079127887/posts/default/2960363834250880700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mumscomms.blogspot.com/2009/01/mickey-mouse-sheraton-grande-hotel.html' title='Mickey Mouse &amp; Sheraton Grande Hotel @  Tokyo Bay'/><author><name>Mummy Barney</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/Sb0Gi9TIztI/AAAAAAAAA9c/DVQmhwezsQk/s72-c/P1280138.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-662541629079127887.post-8826727963598357733</id><published>2009-01-29T16:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T17:07:44.305+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sanrio Puroland in Tokyo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/SbYrMb8SUKI/AAAAAAAAA9M/gNlOkJOzRNI/s1600-h/P1290246.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311480303189119138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/SbYrMb8SUKI/AAAAAAAAA9M/gNlOkJOzRNI/s400/P1290246.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Fans of Sanrio characters: Do not scream when you see the pictures on this blog! Yes, you can definitely catch these Sanrio characters at Sanrio Puroland in Tokyo (definitely a place built specially for you!) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Minimal rides but lots of merchandise to purchase. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311474906586451570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/SbYmSUB8jnI/AAAAAAAAA8E/VJFu05S-aS8/s400/P1290197.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311475613194288210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/SbYm7cWYfFI/AAAAAAAAA8M/QQJYlke5tB0/s400/P1290200.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311476537879590994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/SbYnxREieFI/AAAAAAAAA8U/Qyjgx-5ynzI/s400/P1290212.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;So tempted to buy but the exchange rate was definitely unfavourable. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311474361740211298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/SbYlymUetGI/AAAAAAAAA78/_ChO_5cRkK0/s400/P1290183.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311477294332034562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/SbYodTE2vgI/AAAAAAAAA8c/qNG00oFY64w/s400/P1290215.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311477701952425330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/SbYo1BlITXI/AAAAAAAAA8k/IcUL777cRfI/s400/P1290218.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/SbYqTEdoNFI/AAAAAAAAA88/iOjxTZB5zRg/s1600-h/P1290241.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311479317633971282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/SbYqTEdoNFI/AAAAAAAAA88/iOjxTZB5zRg/s400/P1290241.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Outside Hello Kitty's House&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/SbYpv29Xj8I/AAAAAAAAA80/N0Rbk6eWPZs/s1600-h/P1290235.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311478712713580482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/SbYpv29Xj8I/AAAAAAAAA80/N0Rbk6eWPZs/s400/P1290235.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Kitty's car&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/SbYpYlTOy5I/AAAAAAAAA8s/q54bYC8bJWg/s1600-h/P1290234.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311478312836451218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/SbYpYlTOy5I/AAAAAAAAA8s/q54bYC8bJWg/s400/P1290234.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Yes, we finally found Kitty!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311479762383779266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/SbYqs9SPtcI/AAAAAAAAA9E/710WHB9ha4E/s400/P1290244.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Just before the theme closed, Gine was upset Kitty left without saying goodbye to her. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Sigh, so sentimental)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/662541629079127887-8826727963598357733?l=mumscomms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mumscomms.blogspot.com/feeds/8826727963598357733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=662541629079127887&amp;postID=8826727963598357733' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/662541629079127887/posts/default/8826727963598357733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/662541629079127887/posts/default/8826727963598357733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mumscomms.blogspot.com/2009/01/sanrio-puroland-in-tokyo.html' title='Sanrio Puroland in Tokyo'/><author><name>Mummy Barney</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/SbYrMb8SUKI/AAAAAAAAA9M/gNlOkJOzRNI/s72-c/P1290246.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-662541629079127887.post-552483782353132500</id><published>2009-01-28T16:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T16:28:56.902+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hakone - Mt Fuji</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/SbYhgTa6xxI/AAAAAAAAA70/0QjK10ezlUk/s1600-h/P1280162.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311469649382786834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/SbYhgTa6xxI/AAAAAAAAA70/0QjK10ezlUk/s400/P1280162.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt; A magnificent view that was captivating. Did not manage to go to Hakone during our previous trips to Tokyo. Glad that we made it this time, though it was definitely a bit cold to go up there. All thanks to Hubby, who caught the entertainment show "King of Thirft goes overseas" on Channel 8, and did his homework. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Itinerary for Tokyo trip was quite similar to that of Hong Kong when we made our trip there last April - Disneyland, then sightseeing followed by shopping on the last day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311467964714218050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/SbYf-PiockI/AAAAAAAAA7c/yn7Sp85eKz8/s400/P1280144.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Cable car ride up to the mountain top&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311468513725254914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/SbYgeMxEDQI/AAAAAAAAA7k/n_DxRlXKyyE/s400/P1280149.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Was shocked while taking this photo for Gine. Suddenly, a Japanese teenage girl exclaimed, "Kawaii ne!" I turned around and she was smiling at Gine. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311469153906178818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/SbYhDdoFuwI/AAAAAAAAA7s/8LzIb5bgHF8/s400/P1280155.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;See Hello Kitty in that black egg shell? Yup, we ate some black eggs (they cooked the eggs in some sulphur) and there is this tradition that each egg consumed is able to extend one's life by 10 years (for longevity).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Unfortunately, we spent too much time on mountain top and did not manage to catch the boat back to the train station and had to take a bus down the mountain before catching the train back to Tokyo city. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/662541629079127887-552483782353132500?l=mumscomms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mumscomms.blogspot.com/feeds/552483782353132500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=662541629079127887&amp;postID=552483782353132500' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/662541629079127887/posts/default/552483782353132500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/662541629079127887/posts/default/552483782353132500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mumscomms.blogspot.com/2009/01/hakone-mt-fuji.html' title='Hakone - Mt Fuji'/><author><name>Mummy Barney</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/SbYhgTa6xxI/AAAAAAAAA70/0QjK10ezlUk/s72-c/P1280162.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-662541629079127887.post-3040368704839553210</id><published>2009-01-27T11:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T15:21:35.597+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tokyo Disneysea</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Hubby and I decided to give Tokyo Disneyland a miss during our tokyo trip this time as both of us have gone there during our honeymoon and since we have not visited Tokyo Disneysea (I was already bored when I went there the second time with Hubby during our honeymoon). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;As guests of the Disneyland Resort Hotel @ Sheraton, we had the privilege of entering the theme park an hour before the opening hour. And we quickly grabbed the opportunity to take photos with whatever Disney character that we meet, without having to queue at all. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310321987449487906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/SbINtljfgiI/AAAAAAAAA6U/i1hCSIplR-g/s400/P1270059.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310325018482208930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/SbIQeBCAcKI/AAAAAAAAA6s/k076p0wE1Jk/s400/P1270060.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;More thrilling rides at Tokyo Disneysea and both of us took turns to go on these rides. Luckily they had special queues for 'Single Rider'. Well, Gine was easily satisfied with her popcorn and contented with her carousel. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;There were more rides at Disneysea than at Disneyland but of course, you will get to see Mickey and his friends at Disneyland (Mickey and Minnie have their own 'houses' there), at the expense of spending at least an hour queueing up. In terms of scale, Tokyo Disneyland and Disneysea are much bigger than Hong Kong's as we practically did not have sufficient time to cover all the rides and shows. (Remembered I was dashing around Tokyo Disneyland with my friends during my homestay trip to Japan years ago, hoping to try all rides before the closing hour.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310327772897456962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/SbIS-WBxs0I/AAAAAAAAA7U/Q10mPpzvCuQ/s400/P1270083.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;The most thrilling ride in Disneysea - Journey to the Center of the Earth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310322310664586306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/SbIOAZn-hEI/AAAAAAAAA6c/PfF2tpX2u9s/s400/P1270062.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;In one of the themed ports - Mermaid Lagoon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310322662742671202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/SbIOU5N7v2I/AAAAAAAAA6k/YT3RlrQuwhg/s400/P1270074.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Another themed ports - Arabian Coast&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310325784979310370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/SbIRKodKByI/AAAAAAAAA60/aYtcsSfeojQ/s400/P1270093.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Finally, Hubby and I get to take photo together while Gine was sleeping&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310326112983582866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/SbIRduXeCJI/AAAAAAAAA68/JYz7Vhj8gRA/s400/P1270101.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;At American Waterfront&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310326434286708690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/SbIRwbUGp9I/AAAAAAAAA7E/-XzZdLy-JC0/s400/P1270123.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;A relaxing ride on the Venetian Gondolas&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310326899116962402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/SbISLe8RcmI/AAAAAAAAA7M/Id5dBZnH9ug/s400/P1270134.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Time to go back to hotel. Pity that we did not have time to try Tower of Terror. Definitely gives me excuse to go back to the Disney resort soon! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/662541629079127887-3040368704839553210?l=mumscomms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mumscomms.blogspot.com/feeds/3040368704839553210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=662541629079127887&amp;postID=3040368704839553210' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/662541629079127887/posts/default/3040368704839553210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/662541629079127887/posts/default/3040368704839553210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mumscomms.blogspot.com/2009/02/tokyo-disneysea.html' title='Tokyo Disneysea'/><author><name>Mummy Barney</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/SbINtljfgiI/AAAAAAAAA6U/i1hCSIplR-g/s72-c/P1270059.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-662541629079127887.post-1656050693387268102</id><published>2009-01-26T11:46:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T20:56:57.401+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Winter Holidays at Tokyo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Arrived at Tokyo, safe and sound but tired and hungry. My 3rd time in Tokyo, Hubby's 2nd and Gine's 1st. Colder than the previous trip when Hubby and I were there for our honeymoon but luckily it was not raining! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Have to admit that I have never ever travelled on package tours, not even when we brought Gine along!. Unlike our previous trip where Hubby and I took the JR trains (complicated and crowded), we decided to hop onto the airport transfer conveniently. Gine was definitely tired from the early flight and lack of sleep. Even then, she was definitely excited by the 'Mickey Mouse' bus and train (part of the reason why we chose to stay at Sheraton at Tokyo Bay).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Definitely impressed by Japan's customer service (so much better than any other countries) and the cleanliness etc. Hubby never understands why I love Japan so much till this day...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;We ventured out again right after we have freshened up...to the well-recommended Rainbow Bridge at Tokyo Bay and the huge shopping centre located there! (typical Singaporeans)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;As it was winter, the day was so much shorter. It was already all dark at 530pm. Guess all of us were so tired that we decided to go back to the hotel early...well-prepared for all the fun coming our way!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308198158341152578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/SaqCGdlOn0I/AAAAAAAAA5s/pfq5oTuo8GI/s400/P1260043.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oiishi Ramen - Glad that I was still able to converse in my 'rusty' Japanese&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308198551934947186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/SaqCdX1TT3I/AAAAAAAAA50/DNHoCYltH8E/s400/P1260047.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308198941461860098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/SaqC0C7wTwI/AAAAAAAAA58/u1EL8O09Rvk/s400/P1260050.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; At the shopping mall/entertainment centre - with lots of kiddy rides which you can never find them in Singapore&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308199775295382402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/SaqDklNKI4I/AAAAAAAAA6M/fCXxbevYbFs/s400/P1260052.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Posing in front of the famous Rainbow Bridge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/662541629079127887-1656050693387268102?l=mumscomms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mumscomms.blogspot.com/feeds/1656050693387268102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=662541629079127887&amp;postID=1656050693387268102' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/662541629079127887/posts/default/1656050693387268102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/662541629079127887/posts/default/1656050693387268102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mumscomms.blogspot.com/2009/01/winter-holidays-at-tokyo.html' title='Winter Holidays at Tokyo'/><author><name>Mummy Barney</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/SaqCGdlOn0I/AAAAAAAAA5s/pfq5oTuo8GI/s72-c/P1260043.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-662541629079127887.post-150889767986818730</id><published>2009-01-25T16:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T20:58:56.094+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chinese New Year in Tokyo, Japan</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Regine maybe approaching 3 years old this year, but unfortunately, this is her first year celebrating the Chinese New Year! Dad passed away when Gine was 2 months old and a year later, Mum left us too...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Eversince then, Chinese New Year is no longer the same festive season. No more steamboat dinners with Mum and Dad, followed by sessions of blackjack or in-between...No more yummy food from Mum - yam paste (or ni), ngor hiang etc. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Anyway, since both Mum and Dad are no longer around with us, decided to take a break during this season and flew to Tokyo during the wee hours of the CNY eve. Initially had thought that Gine may get cranky, having to wake up at 3am in the middle of the night. Instead, as we were walking along the pavement, trying to get a cab, Gine started singing:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;"We are flying an airplane, looking out of the window,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Watching the clouds go by.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Flying an airplane, looking out of the window,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Up so very high!" (BJ's song)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Surprisingly, Gine was all energetic, even till after we have boarded the plane. While in the plane, Gine started to ask, "Mummy, who is driving the aeroplane now?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I replied, "The pilot."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Gine went, "Har? The parrot?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;"No, it's the pilot." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;"How come I cannot see him?" Gine went on to ask. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;"Cos the pilot is in the cockpit. Sorry, you are not allowed to go there." I replied.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Long journey that lasted almost 7 hours. Luckily, Hubby was smart enough to bring along his iPod and some toys to entertain Gine in the plane. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306573644768164146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/SaS8nU7bOTI/AAAAAAAAA5c/kE6klseXJQQ/s400/Aeroplane.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Not only that, after her nap, Gine started to sing to keep herself entertained. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;"There are 7 days, there are 7 days, there are 7 days in a week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Sunday, Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, Saturday."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;One of the european passengers was definitely entertained by her as he managed to learn the song from her by the end of the plane journey...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306573950530156690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/SaS85H-w-JI/AAAAAAAAA5k/IwRiiECcHZA/s400/P1260040.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Gine outside Narita Airport, upon arrival in Tokyo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/662541629079127887-150889767986818730?l=mumscomms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mumscomms.blogspot.com/feeds/150889767986818730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=662541629079127887&amp;postID=150889767986818730' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/662541629079127887/posts/default/150889767986818730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/662541629079127887/posts/default/150889767986818730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mumscomms.blogspot.com/2009/01/chinese-new-year-in-tokyo-japan.html' title='Chinese New Year in Tokyo, Japan'/><author><name>Mummy Barney</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/SaS8nU7bOTI/AAAAAAAAA5c/kE6klseXJQQ/s72-c/Aeroplane.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-662541629079127887.post-2757526860463452838</id><published>2009-01-10T11:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T12:08:18.412+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend photography - Am I A Model?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Some shots that Hubby took of Regine...probably a good way of entertaining her.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sunday breakfast at ECP, Old Town White Coffee&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305835725450302402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/SaIdexQK08I/AAAAAAAAA4U/t9K6K9p1flc/s400/CIMG1622.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305838403372261010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/SaIf6pShHpI/AAAAAAAAA5E/B6WWSSsSCiY/s400/CIMG1623.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305836050641530370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/SaIdxsrzLgI/AAAAAAAAA4k/wqfdS735rzg/s400/CIMG1626.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;At the Zoo, Gine's favourite hangout&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305836324740931506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/SaIeBpyMH7I/AAAAAAAAA4s/NV02xwOxXj4/s400/CIMG1638.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305836439061188850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/SaIeITqQ0PI/AAAAAAAAA40/8zeBDuT57hE/s400/CIMG1640.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305836677981938898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/SaIeWNtaJNI/AAAAAAAAA48/d77xWKQ7PpQ/s400/CIMG1651.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;At some dessert shop along Joo Chiat Road after dinner on Sat&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305838846550545186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/SaIgUcQdEyI/AAAAAAAAA5M/Nlyl4A-Q7WU/s400/CIMG1654.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Gine with her coconut drink while Hubby ate the ice-cream...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/662541629079127887-2757526860463452838?l=mumscomms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mumscomms.blogspot.com/feeds/2757526860463452838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=662541629079127887&amp;postID=2757526860463452838' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/662541629079127887/posts/default/2757526860463452838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/662541629079127887/posts/default/2757526860463452838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mumscomms.blogspot.com/2009/01/weekend-photography-am-i-model.html' title='Weekend photography - Am I A Model?'/><author><name>Mummy Barney</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/SaIdexQK08I/AAAAAAAAA4U/t9K6K9p1flc/s72-c/CIMG1622.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-662541629079127887.post-4694827083618445277</id><published>2009-01-03T16:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T11:33:48.537+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My B(IG) Day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;When I was young, I always looked forward to celebrating my birthday...Mum wld use birthday parties to entice us to work hard and perform well in our studies. Unfortunately, I never get to have one, though I did well in my exams (don't ask me why, cos I never get the answer from Mum too)...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Still remembered that I had a week-long birthday celebration when I was 21. Firstly, with my family, then friends from primary school, secondary school and JC kakis, my university classmates, ex-colleagues etc etc...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;As I grow older, this day slowly loses its importance, made even worse after Mum and Dad left us. At times, I can even forget about this day (especially the lunar date), only realising it when I started to think about the good times (and the good food) I had in the past for this special occasion. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Well, just glad that my closer friends still remembered this day this year. Received well wishes (even though there was no fanfare, no celebrations) and that was good enough for me. Greg's mummy tried to give me a surprise (though she failed) and I was contented to celebrate this special day, with a simple dinner, with my loved ones...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305829992423530034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/SaIYREEEnjI/AAAAAAAAA38/-9FGAwGQCdU/s400/CIMG1596.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305830222563668498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/SaIYedZwchI/AAAAAAAAA4E/O13o9PBc1dQ/s400/CIMG1598.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305830396162867826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/SaIYokHCAnI/AAAAAAAAA4M/F62-pukip-c/s400/CIMG1601.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Perhaps its just that age is catching up and perception of life is now different...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/662541629079127887-4694827083618445277?l=mumscomms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mumscomms.blogspot.com/feeds/4694827083618445277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=662541629079127887&amp;postID=4694827083618445277' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/662541629079127887/posts/default/4694827083618445277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/662541629079127887/posts/default/4694827083618445277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mumscomms.blogspot.com/2009/01/my-big-day.html' title='My B(IG) Day!'/><author><name>Mummy Barney</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/SaIYREEEnjI/AAAAAAAAA38/-9FGAwGQCdU/s72-c/CIMG1596.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-662541629079127887.post-7456095065439107955</id><published>2009-01-01T14:14:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T16:34:44.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Brand New Start for Year 2009!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;You can choose not to believe it but the last time when Regine had her hair cut was when she turned 40 days old...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Since then, Mummy Barney has tried to persuade Regine to cut her hair whenever we walked past those kiddy hairstylist shops or even tried to get my hairstylist to cut her hair FOC. Gine would just run away, shouting, "Don't want."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;There was even once when Regine finally agreed to cut her hair but it was Mummy Barney who could not bear to cut her long soft hair and quickly brought her away before it was her turn. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Then, on the first day of the new year, we were at Mummy Barney's favourite haunt - Vivo. Gine suddenly came running to me while I was making payment. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;'Mummy, can I cut my hair? P-L-E-A-S-E."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I was totally taken aback and did not know how to respond, for that split second. Then I saw Hubby smiling and guess there was nothing I could do but to nod my head. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Well, you can choose not to believe it (again!), but unlike other kids, Gine did not scream, shout or whatever! Guess she must have enjoyed her 1st hair cut! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I must say that Gine is a child who knows what she wants in life! Or perhaps cos Mummy Barney always let her have a choice? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291780556185711698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/SXAuYPjEtFI/AAAAAAAAA2g/saFk9ii9l4w/s400/CIMG1602.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Aunty amused by Gine's reaction - No cries but looking so serious. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291780708056788242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/SXAuhFT9bRI/AAAAAAAAA2o/UdPLTKS6igI/s400/CIMG1605.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Regine staring hard at the TV screen - Her favourite Barney show&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291780845506121970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/SXAupFWb0PI/AAAAAAAAA2w/cNL3fehyY1E/s400/CIMG1606.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291781275333261810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/SXAvCGlNefI/AAAAAAAAA24/Jw0YQHhmSGg/s400/CIMG1612.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291782541187126082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/SXAwLyQSk0I/AAAAAAAAA3I/ISLea8KJsfI/s400/CIMG1615.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A new hairstyle for the brand new year...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/662541629079127887-7456095065439107955?l=mumscomms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mumscomms.blogspot.com/feeds/7456095065439107955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=662541629079127887&amp;postID=7456095065439107955' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/662541629079127887/posts/default/7456095065439107955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/662541629079127887/posts/default/7456095065439107955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mumscomms.blogspot.com/2009/01/brand-new-start-for-year-2009.html' title='A Brand New Start for Year 2009!'/><author><name>Mummy Barney</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/SXAuYPjEtFI/AAAAAAAAA2g/saFk9ii9l4w/s72-c/CIMG1602.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-662541629079127887.post-5969418458532157657</id><published>2008-12-31T11:24:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T15:47:03.852+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Last day of 2008 @ the Zoo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Decided to bring Gine to the zoo once again since Hubby had to work and Mummy Barney has got so tired of shopping. We spent almost the entire day at the zoo, much longer than our normal trips as we only get to ride on the trams during weekdays (as Friends of the Zoo). Of course, Gine could not forgo her ride at the carousel located at the Rainforest KidzWorld. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290308957345559986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/SWrz96qmNbI/AAAAAAAAA2I/ghOsu3UIYHM/s400/CIMG1579.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Gine posing in front of the monkeys. She even knows "white-faced saki monkeys" now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290309072830387458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/SWr0Eo4U1QI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/JDVJg9Jp-aM/s400/CIMG1581.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Gine was upset after the elephant show as she was being splashed by the elephants during the show.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290309232543795378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/SWr0N72-CLI/AAAAAAAAA2Y/bFxe95dMd5A/s400/CIMG1585.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On her favourite carousel. Mummy Barney also managed to climb onto one and had a ride too! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/662541629079127887-5969418458532157657?l=mumscomms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mumscomms.blogspot.com/feeds/5969418458532157657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=662541629079127887&amp;postID=5969418458532157657' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/662541629079127887/posts/default/5969418458532157657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/662541629079127887/posts/default/5969418458532157657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mumscomms.blogspot.com/2008/12/last-day-of-2008-zoo.html' title='Last day of 2008 @ the Zoo'/><author><name>Mummy Barney</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/SWrz96qmNbI/AAAAAAAAA2I/ghOsu3UIYHM/s72-c/CIMG1579.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-662541629079127887.post-9153137530742445904</id><published>2008-12-29T12:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T11:24:34.544+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ip Man</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/SWLkW9tws0I/AAAAAAAAA0g/r7dgiYuYJZA/s1600-h/200px-Ipmanposter02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288039995661136706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 287px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/SWLkW9tws0I/AAAAAAAAA0g/r7dgiYuYJZA/s400/200px-Ipmanposter02.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Finally managed to squeeze out some time to catch a movie though I have been on leave for the past week. Surprisingly, Hubby was also on leave and we decided to "turn-back-the-clock" - to return to our "pak-tor" (courtship) days. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Was not even aware of the synopsis of the movie that Hubby chose to watch -Ip Man. Only knew it was a movie about martial arts and my ex-colleague found it unbelieving that I was going for this type of movie when we met up for lunch @ COVA (another restaurant recommended for their wide variety of sweet disserts). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Storyline was simple - A semi-biographical account of Yip Man, the first martial arts master to teach the Chinese martial art of Wing Chun. He was also the celebrated martial arts master of Bruce Lee. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Was actually touched by his love for his wife &amp;amp; son, his family and friends and of course, his country. However, of course, felt that the portrayal of the Japanese in the movie would lead to some controversies in the now improved Sino-Japanese relations (or perhaps, I was being a little more sensitive). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;What really caught me was the advice given by Ip Man to one of the young lads - "Whatever that you do in life, is of your own choice." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;A movie worth watching if you have not done so...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/662541629079127887-9153137530742445904?l=mumscomms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mumscomms.blogspot.com/feeds/9153137530742445904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=662541629079127887&amp;postID=9153137530742445904' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/662541629079127887/posts/default/9153137530742445904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/662541629079127887/posts/default/9153137530742445904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mumscomms.blogspot.com/2008/12/ip-man.html' title='Ip Man'/><author><name>Mummy Barney</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/SWLkW9tws0I/AAAAAAAAA0g/r7dgiYuYJZA/s72-c/200px-Ipmanposter02.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-662541629079127887.post-3097747136369133289</id><published>2008-12-27T13:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T15:03:55.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Miss "Photogenic"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Not too sure whether it was Mummy Barney's influence or cos Mummy Barney has asked Gine to take so many photos that she has been "seasoned". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Recently, whenever she comes across anything beautiful (i.e. xmas lights, scenery, statues etc), she will go, "Nice. Mummy, take photo."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;And she will start posing right in front of me while Mummy Barney scoured for my digital camera immediately...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290290785489191714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/SWrjcLObAyI/AAAAAAAAA1I/AYLR7NMzG04/s400/CIMG1550.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Posing in front of the xmas tree @ Meritus Marina Mandarin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290291115805092818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/SWrjvZv3q9I/AAAAAAAAA1Q/ez_JKgr_mSg/s400/CIMG1555.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Gine with her new-found friend at our friend's xmas gathering&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290291475519294818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/SWrkEVyazWI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/sTjq6NV8TWw/s400/CIMG1557.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;At Parkview Square - attraction with nice statues and indoor pub&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290291699659983698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/SWrkRYxuS1I/AAAAAAAAA1g/ZJUDaE1l5Ys/s400/CIMG1559.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Gine trying to pose like the statue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290291978286778466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/SWrkhmvhyGI/AAAAAAAAA1o/mkSOelAaT10/s400/CIMG1562.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290294445753676626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/SWrmxOxes1I/AAAAAAAAA1w/40jp8ZcSN1M/s400/CIMG1563.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Another try at posing like the crane statue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290295314386431570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/SWrnjyrqrlI/AAAAAAAAA14/ucZkJF41q18/s400/CIMG1571.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Inside Doraemon ride @ BHG Bugis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290295464968869266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/SWrnsjpUVZI/AAAAAAAAA2A/A6xmP63NcC0/s400/CIMG1572.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;"Do I look like a model?" - Gine in front of the xmas decorations @ Bugis Junction&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/662541629079127887-3097747136369133289?l=mumscomms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mumscomms.blogspot.com/feeds/3097747136369133289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=662541629079127887&amp;postID=3097747136369133289' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/662541629079127887/posts/default/3097747136369133289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/662541629079127887/posts/default/3097747136369133289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mumscomms.blogspot.com/2008/12/miss-photogenic.html' title='Miss &quot;Photogenic&quot;'/><author><name>Mummy Barney</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/SWrjcLObAyI/AAAAAAAAA1I/AYLR7NMzG04/s72-c/CIMG1550.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-662541629079127887.post-567297210978406691</id><published>2008-12-22T12:50:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T11:17:34.012+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Panda Trio</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Finally able to start clearing my annual leave. Started to make appointments to meet and catch up with friends, ex-colleagues and what I have forgone since being promoted to "Mummy" status. Yup, shopping, movies, afternoon tea and lots more...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Catch the Panda trio for a start at Imperial Treasure @ Ngee Ann City. A good place to catch up and dim sum but do remember to make a reservation, even during the week days. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290240208604342402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/SWq1cNpZqII/AAAAAAAAA0o/ZfegLPOEsvs/s400/CIMG1551.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290240462440726002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/SWq1q_QtffI/AAAAAAAAA0w/2XCEhejx8rA/s400/CIMG1553.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290240675752025042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/SWq13Z6Fm9I/AAAAAAAAA04/VkTTMc3ht5Y/s400/CIMG1552.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/662541629079127887-567297210978406691?l=mumscomms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mumscomms.blogspot.com/feeds/567297210978406691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=662541629079127887&amp;postID=567297210978406691' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/662541629079127887/posts/default/567297210978406691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/662541629079127887/posts/default/567297210978406691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mumscomms.blogspot.com/2008/12/panda-trio.html' title='The Panda Trio'/><author><name>Mummy Barney</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/SWq1cNpZqII/AAAAAAAAA0o/ZfegLPOEsvs/s72-c/CIMG1551.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-662541629079127887.post-5705974676324473000</id><published>2008-12-13T17:47:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T18:29:03.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Short trip to Taiwan</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Was separated with Gine for the first time, in 2 separate islands. Had to go on a business trip to Taiwan for an event held there. Had to take the 'red-eye' flight out of Singapore as Hubby just came back from Jakarta on the same night. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Weather was cold in Taipei. Hard work in Taiwan before I finally have some time to walk around Taipei on Saturday night before I caught the first flight back to Singapore the next day&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/SUjPtd67bhI/AAAAAAAAAzo/N2my6uJjs4c/s1600-h/n726291533_1530554_5102.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280698943124762130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/SUjPtd67bhI/AAAAAAAAAzo/N2my6uJjs4c/s400/n726291533_1530554_5102.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Yummy Chicken cutlet@ Shilin night market&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/SUjPpaj8goI/AAAAAAAAAzg/ByCG2nP3cKU/s1600-h/n726291533_1530552_4464.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280698873503580802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/SUjPpaj8goI/AAAAAAAAAzg/ByCG2nP3cKU/s400/n726291533_1530552_4464.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;"Da chang bao xiao chang" - Glutinous rice with sausage&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280702044657957522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/SUjSiACEOpI/AAAAAAAAA0I/xPC0jlYasKA/s400/CIMG1535.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Accommodation @ Far Eastern Shangri-La Hotel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280701828989084162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/SUjSVcmmYgI/AAAAAAAAA0A/3-BzWEU9aHc/s400/CIMG1534.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;View from hotel room&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280701656901708546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/SUjSLbhxawI/AAAAAAAAAz4/L-ttwjm5vUQ/s400/CIMG1533.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Morning breakfast @ hotel cafe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280701527451299138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/SUjSD5SY7UI/AAAAAAAAAzw/_jgLugQD9Es/s400/CIMG1531.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;X'mas decor @ hotel lobby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280702311417646802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/SUjSxhyiDtI/AAAAAAAAA0Y/kgxjvjGZ7DI/s400/CIMG1539.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Guess what "R" means?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280702150736995170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/SUjSoLNR42I/AAAAAAAAA0Q/yryuKOU_wC8/s400/CIMG1538.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;"R" - rooftop (43rd storey) of hotel. Bird's eye view of Taipei (101 tower at the back)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/662541629079127887-5705974676324473000?l=mumscomms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mumscomms.blogspot.com/feeds/5705974676324473000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=662541629079127887&amp;postID=5705974676324473000' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/662541629079127887/posts/default/5705974676324473000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/662541629079127887/posts/default/5705974676324473000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mumscomms.blogspot.com/2008/12/short-trip-to-taiwan.html' title='Short trip to Taiwan'/><author><name>Mummy Barney</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/SUjPtd67bhI/AAAAAAAAAzo/N2my6uJjs4c/s72-c/n726291533_1530554_5102.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-662541629079127887.post-8432659711487467108</id><published>2008-12-08T16:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T16:26:55.209+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Airport Boy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/SUDOQQ_HD_I/AAAAAAAAAzY/uaqNqhReBjc/s1600-h/CIMG1528.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278445542111121394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/SUDOQQ_HD_I/AAAAAAAAAzY/uaqNqhReBjc/s400/CIMG1528.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Hubby has been flying off for overseas meetings and conferences during these few months - Cairns, Bangkok, Manila and now Jakarta (for a week!). Would bring Gine to the airport each time Hubby flies off or at least Mummy Barney would try to welcome Hubby back at the airport, if possible. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Guess Gine has got used to going to the airport so frequently that she even called Daddy - Airport Boy. Asked her why and she could not really explain. Perhaps cos Hubby has been going to the airport so often. Unfortunately, Mummy Barney also has to fly over to Taiwan to work over this coming weekend...and this is the first time that Mummy Barney and Gine are being separated, in different islands...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/662541629079127887-8432659711487467108?l=mumscomms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mumscomms.blogspot.com/feeds/8432659711487467108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=662541629079127887&amp;postID=8432659711487467108' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/662541629079127887/posts/default/8432659711487467108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/662541629079127887/posts/default/8432659711487467108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mumscomms.blogspot.com/2008/12/airport-boy.html' title='Airport Boy'/><author><name>Mummy Barney</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/SUDOQQ_HD_I/AAAAAAAAAzY/uaqNqhReBjc/s72-c/CIMG1528.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-662541629079127887.post-6300781496360159361</id><published>2008-11-24T14:29:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T16:16:53.425+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Days out with Cousins</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gine's child care centre was closed for two days and had to think of ways to keep her occupied and 'entertained'...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Went to Gine's favourite haunt with her favourite yiyi gor gor - Singapore Zoo. Unfortunately, Gine did not enjoy herself at the new water theme park @ The Rainforest. Well, at least Greg and his Mummy did...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278435084372014226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/SUDEvi3z9JI/AAAAAAAAAyw/0R9VAaSaiV8/s400/CIMG1487.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278435343776004114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/SUDE-pOiuBI/AAAAAAAAAy4/3KRnZKyvxAo/s400/CIMG1489.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278442466617232706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/SUDLdP4OjUI/AAAAAAAAAzA/1PD6V2Z_eY8/s400/CIMG1490.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278442735651579602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/SUDLs6HA5tI/AAAAAAAAAzI/sTso84XSlug/s400/CIMG1491.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278443110496310498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/SUDMCug9lOI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/VWiAOcBNhq0/s400/CIMG1503.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/662541629079127887-6300781496360159361?l=mumscomms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mumscomms.blogspot.com/feeds/6300781496360159361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=662541629079127887&amp;postID=6300781496360159361' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/662541629079127887/posts/default/6300781496360159361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/662541629079127887/posts/default/6300781496360159361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mumscomms.blogspot.com/2008/11/days-out-with-cousins.html' title='Days out with Cousins'/><author><name>Mummy Barney</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/SUDEvi3z9JI/AAAAAAAAAyw/0R9VAaSaiV8/s72-c/CIMG1487.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-662541629079127887.post-3597043737162710980</id><published>2008-11-23T14:05:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T14:28:57.223+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Work Out at East Coast Park</title><content type='html'>Always had to crack my head hard, thinking of where to go to spend our weekends. Unlike others, we do not have the 'luxury' of heading back to our parents' house for a day of family bliss... &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Decided to go to East Coast Park for our breakfast and it was quite out of norm that Hubby and I decided to cycle down ECP. And of course, we brought Gine along, strapped to a child seat, cycling from McDonalds all the way to Safra at Tanah Merah. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tough but definitely enjoyable!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278415448700402306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/SUCy4mS4uoI/AAAAAAAAAyo/XvOMOX_uQGU/s400/CIMG1485.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278414847695589890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/SUCyVnYLEgI/AAAAAAAAAyg/7oSmDNfE9yE/s400/CIMG1484.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/662541629079127887-3597043737162710980?l=mumscomms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mumscomms.blogspot.com/feeds/3597043737162710980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=662541629079127887&amp;postID=3597043737162710980' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/662541629079127887/posts/default/3597043737162710980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/662541629079127887/posts/default/3597043737162710980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mumscomms.blogspot.com/2008/11/work-out-at-east-coast-park.html' title='Work Out at East Coast Park'/><author><name>Mummy Barney</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/SUCy4mS4uoI/AAAAAAAAAyo/XvOMOX_uQGU/s72-c/CIMG1485.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-662541629079127887.post-7613143407807411677</id><published>2008-11-22T13:43:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T14:05:28.394+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Season again?</title><content type='html'>Was indeed shocked when I saw the Christmas lights along Orchard Road. Couldn't believe that we are almost at the end of yet another year... &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278408155302224914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/SUCsQERQZBI/AAAAAAAAAyI/z_Q7_uphuIU/s400/CIMG1475.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;As I strolled along the streets with Gine and Hubby, started to "stock-take" what I have done over this past year:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Mum and Dad have left us for more than a year. Though we may have moved on, we still miss them, deep down in our hearts. At times, I do wonder, what will I be doing now, if they are still alive? Playing poker cards and teasing each other, right on my parents' bed? Or perhaps we are out having a big family reunion at some Teochew restaurant? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Well, sad that my siblings and I are not able to meet as often as we did previously, when Mum and Dad were still around. The number of dinner gatherings we had this year was definitely less than the days when we had our dinners at our parents' place within a month...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I have also changed my job - wouldn't say that its for the better but at least, I do not dread going to work anymore. Everyday now is a challenge, sometimes, even out of my control. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Health seems to have deteriorated, perhaps age is catching up on me (I definitely sound old!). Guess there is no eternity in life and we just have to remind ourselves this cruel fact every now and then....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278407947646511874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/SUCsD-sRqwI/AAAAAAAAAyA/0UsdHt0kkic/s400/CIMG1469.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Anyway, definitely look forward to the new year and enjoying more fun time with Gine, as she grows each day!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278408401829244786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/SUCseap4L3I/AAAAAAAAAyQ/2LwBHAg1IfA/s400/CIMG1476.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278408633856067026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/SUCsr7BYhdI/AAAAAAAAAyY/AhI2k_Bhn4c/s400/CIMG1482.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/662541629079127887-7613143407807411677?l=mumscomms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mumscomms.blogspot.com/feeds/7613143407807411677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=662541629079127887&amp;postID=7613143407807411677' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/662541629079127887/posts/default/7613143407807411677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/662541629079127887/posts/default/7613143407807411677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mumscomms.blogspot.com/2008/11/christmas-season-again.html' title='Christmas Season again?'/><author><name>Mummy Barney</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/SUCsQERQZBI/AAAAAAAAAyI/z_Q7_uphuIU/s72-c/CIMG1475.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-662541629079127887.post-222581507764289492</id><published>2008-11-16T18:17:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T11:29:05.381+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Fun Weekend @ Marina Barrage</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Finally, Mummy Barney found time to bring Regine out for great fun during the weekend. Unable to think of anywhere else to go, we decided to venture to the newly opened Marina Barrage. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270197624987941778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/SSOA0TWDe5I/AAAAAAAAAw4/dQM2t3mmGpg/s400/CIMG1439.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Generally, a great place for family outing. Picnics, bubbles, kite- flying, photo-taking and many other outdoor activities that you can think of - roller blading, water play, scooting and the list goes on...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270198335013411874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/SSOBdoZUXCI/AAAAAAAAAxI/a5TiUhYBjBI/s400/CIMG1445.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270198607726488066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/SSOBtgVLqgI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/166_kU5TTwY/s400/CIMG1444.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Regine definitely enjoyed herself at the barrage...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270199089931368114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/SSOCJkryNrI/AAAAAAAAAxY/Ol8HOe3a51M/s400/CIMG1447.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270199782878654338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/SSOCx6HSr4I/AAAAAAAAAxg/C1EaVrBt_Ag/s400/CIMG1449.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270200326199291954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/SSODRiJBsDI/AAAAAAAAAxo/ItOCoDet8L8/s400/CIMG1455.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270203430366923538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/SSOGGOEQyxI/AAAAAAAAAxw/l4-qEcGGTfo/s400/CIMG1458.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270203602986637682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/SSOGQRIAmXI/AAAAAAAAAx4/W7qGAHwnmoI/s400/CIMG1459.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/662541629079127887-222581507764289492?l=mumscomms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mumscomms.blogspot.com/feeds/222581507764289492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=662541629079127887&amp;postID=222581507764289492' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/662541629079127887/posts/default/222581507764289492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/662541629079127887/posts/default/222581507764289492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mumscomms.blogspot.com/2008/11/fun-weekend-marina-barrage.html' title='A Fun Weekend @ Marina Barrage'/><author><name>Mummy Barney</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/SSOA0TWDe5I/AAAAAAAAAw4/dQM2t3mmGpg/s72-c/CIMG1439.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-662541629079127887.post-7590567648524060752</id><published>2008-11-15T18:02:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T10:55:56.672+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Smart Little Princess</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Always looking forward to Regine achieving new milestones in her life - learning to walk, calling her 1st 'Daddy' &amp;amp; 'Mummy', how to express hersef, learning how to speak in proper sentences etc. Somehow, recently, felt that she has been talking non-stop - from the moment she wakes up till the time of her afternoon nap. And once she wakes up from her nap, she will tell you "Mummy, I wake up already." and there goes my peace....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270189992045050754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/SSN54Aap-4I/AAAAAAAAAwQ/OA4okcxa48s/s400/CIMG1430.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Dinner at Waruku, ECP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270193920632945954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/SSN9cri__SI/AAAAAAAAAwg/p8Z743b3bQo/s400/CIMG1433.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;regine's happy face&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;She has definitely brought much joy with her cheeky behaviour and funny speeches. Hubby and I were amused by her after we finished our dinner at ECP last Saturday. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;We were walking towards Mac after dinner at Waraku and Regine started to struggle. Trying to encourage her to walk, Mummy told her, "Let's walk to the MacDonalds there."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;And my smart little princess had her way to convey this message to her Daddy, "Daddy, Mummy said we go over there to eat MacDonalds."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Hubby was caught by surprise as we just finished our dinner and digestion has not even set in and Hubby decided to tell a white lie. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Hubby replied, "No, there is no MacDonalds there."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;And Regine went, "Har (literally and loudly), no Macdonalds there. But Mummy said we go there to eat MacDonalds."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;In the end, Mummy had to correct her that we are going to walk to Mac but not to eat at Mac. Guess this is one of her 'strategy' of getting her treat of Macdonalds....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Then just before we drove off, Regine was standing in the centre of the rear seat (in between the 2 front seats) and Mummy had to tell her in a stern voice, "Regine Lam, please sit down. If not, you will fly off if Daddy brakes his car suddenly."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Guess what was her response?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;"Mummy, I don't have wings." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270195603874600850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/SSN--qHFV5I/AAAAAAAAAwo/YEyn8QKfcN4/s400/CIMG1438.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/662541629079127887-7590567648524060752?l=mumscomms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mumscomms.blogspot.com/feeds/7590567648524060752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=662541629079127887&amp;postID=7590567648524060752' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/662541629079127887/posts/default/7590567648524060752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/662541629079127887/posts/default/7590567648524060752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mumscomms.blogspot.com/2008/11/my-smart-little-princess.html' title='My Smart Little Princess'/><author><name>Mummy Barney</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/SSN54Aap-4I/AAAAAAAAAwQ/OA4okcxa48s/s72-c/CIMG1430.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-662541629079127887.post-3431481077888306270</id><published>2008-11-09T17:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T10:26:30.112+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Creative Princess</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Not too sure when Regine started to be so 'creative', but it was until recently that Mummy Barney realised her creativity. She can be quite shy in front of strangers but will be lively and start singing in public whenever she hears her favourite songs. There was once when she started singing in Suntec Toys 'r' us when she heard Barney singing 'A B C' and even started dancing, right in front of everybody. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270188957498287202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/SSN47ybfJGI/AAAAAAAAAwI/Ym-uQQ67tDY/s400/CIMG1426.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;And she can be really creative. These are some of her songs she 'composed':&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(to the tune of Mary had a little lamb) Barney has a dinosaur, dinosaur, dinosaur&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Barney has a dinosaur,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And XXXXX&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Where is Mummy? Where is Mummy?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;在这里 在这里&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Morning bells are ringing&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Morning bells are ringing &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ding ding dong&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ding ding dong&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Five little dinosaurs (monkeys) jumping on the bed&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;One fell down and broke its head&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mama called the doctor and the doctors said&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No more dinosaur &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jumping on the bed&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/662541629079127887-3431481077888306270?l=mumscomms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mumscomms.blogspot.com/feeds/3431481077888306270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=662541629079127887&amp;postID=3431481077888306270' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/662541629079127887/posts/default/3431481077888306270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/662541629079127887/posts/default/3431481077888306270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mumscomms.blogspot.com/2008/11/my-creative-princess.html' title='My Creative Princess'/><author><name>Mummy Barney</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/SSN47ybfJGI/AAAAAAAAAwI/Ym-uQQ67tDY/s72-c/CIMG1426.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-662541629079127887.post-6904879736317444532</id><published>2008-11-06T15:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T17:15:08.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Princess</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Have been so caught up with work that I didn't even realise my blog has not been updated for the past 2 months..time really flies!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265457397963076018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/SRKpmxmKsbI/AAAAAAAAAv4/8PNPfA1QAcM/s400/CIMG1422.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Took this photo during cousin's wedding in early October. It has been quite a while since I last attended a wedding dinner. Surprisingly, I was a little excited about the wedding, indeed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Didn't even realise that my little princess has grown quite a bit. I count my blessings that Regine was quite an easy child to handle, since the day she was born.  Sensible and independent. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Unlike other kids, she doesnt throw tantrums even when she does not get what she wants. Or perhaps, Mummy simply ignores her wails and cries...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;At her age, she has already started helping Mummy with simple household chores - carrying her own clothes from service balcony back to the room, folding her own clothes, making the bed the moment she wakes up etc. Perhaps, she does take after Mummy, in one way or the other (though she definitely does not look like moi). I still remember how Mum left me home alone (when I was only 5 years old) during rainy days in the past, and rushed to fetch Greg's Mummy from primary school. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Regine definitely has a mind of her own, and you cannot simply make her change her mind once she has made her decision. Mummy always gives her opportunities for her to make her own choice and I definitely hope that she can make her own decisions, in her own life, as she grows up. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Just hope that she will stay as adorable as she is now, and always that popular among others (Even had aunty who commented that she looked so gentle and ladylike?? aka you xiu in Teochew). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;If only Mum and Dad were still around, it would be such great fun to witness how Regine would have interacted with them...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/662541629079127887-6904879736317444532?l=mumscomms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mumscomms.blogspot.com/feeds/6904879736317444532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=662541629079127887&amp;postID=6904879736317444532' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/662541629079127887/posts/default/6904879736317444532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/662541629079127887/posts/default/6904879736317444532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mumscomms.blogspot.com/2008/11/my-princess.html' title='My Princess'/><author><name>Mummy Barney</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/SRKpmxmKsbI/AAAAAAAAAv4/8PNPfA1QAcM/s72-c/CIMG1422.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-662541629079127887.post-6830132968898075911</id><published>2008-09-01T18:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T18:15:03.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Missing Vivo...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Have not visited Vivocity for quite a while. Missing it terribly...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Finally got an opportunity to spend some there...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242478435808060850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/SMEGXIz8JbI/AAAAAAAAAhs/n4YwF1EoTas/s400/CIMG1345.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242478095307405442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/SMEGDUWQeII/AAAAAAAAAhk/pyIrMmVbeIs/s400/CIMG1341.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242477987470292466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/SMEF9Cn4tfI/AAAAAAAAAhc/eOVZqcWomAA/s400/CIMG1342.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/662541629079127887-6830132968898075911?l=mumscomms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mumscomms.blogspot.com/feeds/6830132968898075911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=662541629079127887&amp;postID=6830132968898075911' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/662541629079127887/posts/default/6830132968898075911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/662541629079127887/posts/default/6830132968898075911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mumscomms.blogspot.com/2008/09/missing-vivo.html' title='Missing Vivo...'/><author><name>Mummy Barney</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/SMEGXIz8JbI/AAAAAAAAAhs/n4YwF1EoTas/s72-c/CIMG1345.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-662541629079127887.post-19276993804668442</id><published>2008-08-31T17:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T18:04:57.722+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Singapore's Largest National Flag</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Had to work on Saturday morning for the media coverage on Singapore's Largest National Flag, that was made up of origami hearts. And its for a good charity cause which I was somehow able to relate to - Children. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242475775393364722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/SMED8R_pevI/AAAAAAAAAhM/q1xBLrs0L7Q/s400/IMG_4619.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Glad that I was part of this meaningful event. And took a photo of Gine when I brought her back for her class that afternoon. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Gine was definitely amazed by the gigantic flag and exclaimed, "Singapore Flag". A patriotic Singaporean in the making...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242475940796016754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/SMEEF6KtqHI/AAAAAAAAAhU/jiVX7GHqjE0/s400/CIMG1340.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/662541629079127887-19276993804668442?l=mumscomms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mumscomms.blogspot.com/feeds/19276993804668442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=662541629079127887&amp;postID=19276993804668442' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/662541629079127887/posts/default/19276993804668442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/662541629079127887/posts/default/19276993804668442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mumscomms.blogspot.com/2008/08/singapores-largest-national-flag.html' title='Singapore&apos;s Largest National Flag'/><author><name>Mummy Barney</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/SMED8R_pevI/AAAAAAAAAhM/q1xBLrs0L7Q/s72-c/IMG_4619.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-662541629079127887.post-196989730062800185</id><published>2008-08-14T18:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-14T18:30:32.077+08:00</updated><title type='text'>National Day Rally</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/SKQE6f4oRvI/AAAAAAAAAgk/pXqIp4fp-Ps/s1600-h/PMSpeech-WhatToExpect.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234314069949302514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/SKQE6f4oRvI/AAAAAAAAAgk/pXqIp4fp-Ps/s400/PMSpeech-WhatToExpect.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/SKQEzudkLSI/AAAAAAAAAgc/WmNMast98DA/s1600-h/PMSpeech-WhatToExpect.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Every year, in August, the PM will make a 3-hour long speech during the National Day Rally. Guess this is what every Singaporean will look forward and pay attention to, as it is during this Rally that new policies or measures will be announced. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;For this year, guess every female (including moi), is looking forward to what the government is going to offer, to help improve the birth rate in Singapore. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;6 months paid maternity leave? 1 month of paid paternity leave (Fathers do have to play a part in bringing up the children too!!)? Cheaper and better child care facilities? More understanding and pro-family employers?   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Needless to say, every one knows that raising a kid in Singapore is definitely not easy. Stressful educational system, increasing living costs - almost every couple will stop at 2! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;On top of that, it is definitely not easy for women to be a multi-tasker - employee at work during the day, mother/wife/daughter-in-law at home during the night and for those without a maid, we have to take on the additional role to do the household chores with whatever spare time and energy that we have, after a hard day at work in the office.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Lots of people have asked me why I stopped at one. Isn't your daughter lonely? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Well, at this moment, I definitely do not have much motivation nor energy to consider having a 2nd one with the current lifestyle and living conditions...unless there is a carrot, dangling in front of me, that is simply hard to resist!!!    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/662541629079127887-196989730062800185?l=mumscomms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mumscomms.blogspot.com/feeds/196989730062800185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=662541629079127887&amp;postID=196989730062800185' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/662541629079127887/posts/default/196989730062800185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/662541629079127887/posts/default/196989730062800185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mumscomms.blogspot.com/2008/08/national-day-rally.html' title='National Day Rally'/><author><name>Mummy Barney</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/SKQE6f4oRvI/AAAAAAAAAgk/pXqIp4fp-Ps/s72-c/PMSpeech-WhatToExpect.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-662541629079127887.post-5672594541542897660</id><published>2008-08-10T17:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-14T17:59:14.915+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sushi@ the Counter</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Haha, "promoted" Gine to the sushi counter last Sunday...See how "professional" she was, enjoying her usual Japanese food - Futomaki sushi, soft shell crab, chawanmushi and agedashi dofu. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234308815921984850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/SKQAIrG5tVI/AAAAAAAAAgE/7HVaeFNt3lA/s400/CIMG1337.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234308941670278242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/SKQAP_joZGI/AAAAAAAAAgM/ktYTVJg_dgA/s400/CIMG1338.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Perhaps, I can send her off to Nihon, one fine day...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/662541629079127887-5672594541542897660?l=mumscomms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mumscomms.blogspot.com/feeds/5672594541542897660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=662541629079127887&amp;postID=5672594541542897660' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/662541629079127887/posts/default/5672594541542897660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/662541629079127887/posts/default/5672594541542897660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mumscomms.blogspot.com/2008/08/sushi-counter.html' title='Sushi@ the Counter'/><author><name>Mummy Barney</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/SKQAIrG5tVI/AAAAAAAAAgE/7HVaeFNt3lA/s72-c/CIMG1337.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-662541629079127887.post-1388869078185514729</id><published>2008-08-09T16:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-14T17:39:36.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'>We met Finally!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;All of us have been so bogged down by our work during day and taking care of our kids and housework at night...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;It has been quite a while since my siblings managed to meet up and catch up with one another, unlike in the past, when we would meet each other almost every other day at Mum's house. Sigh...sometimes, just wish that Mum and Dad were still around and the happy moments we shared - playing poker cards, family dinners, and the joy on Mum's and Dad's faces as they watched their grandchildren running around their house...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;How I wish I can turn back the clock...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Anyway, finally, managed to meet up with Greg's Mummy on National Day though it was just a dinner. Even the kids enjoyed themselves! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234304779626571298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/SKP8duvFZiI/AAAAAAAAAfs/TSWAJgW9xyU/s400/CIMG1331.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234304898319062594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/SKP8ko5lFkI/AAAAAAAAAf0/-azObqAvmbk/s400/CIMG1332.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234305046065397762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/SKP8tPTDQAI/AAAAAAAAAf8/9yiBwCGCV6s/s400/CIMG1336.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/662541629079127887-1388869078185514729?l=mumscomms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mumscomms.blogspot.com/feeds/1388869078185514729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=662541629079127887&amp;postID=1388869078185514729' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/662541629079127887/posts/default/1388869078185514729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/662541629079127887/posts/default/1388869078185514729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mumscomms.blogspot.com/2008/08/we-met-finally.html' title='We met Finally!'/><author><name>Mummy Barney</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/SKP8duvFZiI/AAAAAAAAAfs/TSWAJgW9xyU/s72-c/CIMG1331.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-662541629079127887.post-6325843928223995607</id><published>2008-07-20T11:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-22T12:12:04.431+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Roo roo at the Zoo...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Another usual Sunday morning - Decided to pop by the Singapore Zoological Gardens after our morning breakfast. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Not the first time that we have gone to the Zoo, though. In fact, the Zoo is often the first place that we can think of when we run out of places to visit during the weekends. Sometimes we will just pop by the Zoo for our evening stroll...Well, being Friends of the Zoo is definitely worthwhile for us. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;However, it was the first time that we managed to catch the Feeding time for the kangaroos. And Gine was excited and enthusiastic when asked whether she is keen to feed the kangaroos. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225685172257553202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/SIVc-jBv-zI/AAAAAAAAAfM/m1-fE4W29jQ/s400/CIMG1294.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225685804447331362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/SIVdjWHidCI/AAAAAAAAAfk/En9LX5HbZQw/s400/CIMG1296.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;On the contrary, Mummy Barney was the one who did not dare feed them...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225685381111921394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/SIVdKtEguvI/AAAAAAAAAfU/SJsR__JLMPw/s400/CIMG1298.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225685620875254978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/SIVdYqQi3MI/AAAAAAAAAfc/_b3nAJMnbfg/s400/CIMG1299.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/662541629079127887-6325843928223995607?l=mumscomms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mumscomms.blogspot.com/feeds/6325843928223995607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=662541629079127887&amp;postID=6325843928223995607' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/662541629079127887/posts/default/6325843928223995607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/662541629079127887/posts/default/6325843928223995607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mumscomms.blogspot.com/2008/07/roo-roo-at-zoo.html' title='Roo roo at the Zoo...'/><author><name>Mummy Barney</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/SIVc-jBv-zI/AAAAAAAAAfM/m1-fE4W29jQ/s72-c/CIMG1294.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-662541629079127887.post-1140789232683082852</id><published>2008-07-19T11:15:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-22T11:45:40.959+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Changi Airport Terminal 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Hubby read about the slack business at the newly opened Changi Airport Terminal 3 and was enthusiastic to check out the place. Not fascinating and indeed the crowd was not there. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Pity those retail shop owners and hopefully more Singaporeans and even travellers will patronise the shops there soon...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Check this out...Sakae Sushi at T3 - Needless to say, it's Gine's favourite again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225676869518762434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/SIVVbQ6kIcI/AAAAAAAAAe8/nZg_p_Vxi7Y/s400/CIMG1288.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Unlike other outlets, the menu and ambience are totally different and definitely worth a try!! Nice couches (bean bags) and if seated near the window, you can actually oversee the departure hall...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225677146378957730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/SIVVrYTLc6I/AAAAAAAAAfE/p1z8I8Yw1Hw/s400/CIMG1290.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225676580708781506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/SIVVKdA5jcI/AAAAAAAAAe0/QVLP3Tuj0G4/s400/CIMG1292.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225676349966305186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/SIVU9Bbmx6I/AAAAAAAAAes/ufWkJGUBuYc/s400/CIMG1291.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/662541629079127887-1140789232683082852?l=mumscomms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mumscomms.blogspot.com/feeds/1140789232683082852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=662541629079127887&amp;postID=1140789232683082852' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/662541629079127887/posts/default/1140789232683082852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/662541629079127887/posts/default/1140789232683082852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mumscomms.blogspot.com/2008/07/changi-airport-terminal-3.html' title='Changi Airport Terminal 3'/><author><name>Mummy Barney</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/SIVVbQ6kIcI/AAAAAAAAAe8/nZg_p_Vxi7Y/s72-c/CIMG1288.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-662541629079127887.post-7782852384663354526</id><published>2008-07-13T17:03:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-22T11:14:42.889+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Am I a Japanese?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Sometimes, Mummy Barney can't help but has an intuition that Gine was previously a Japanese in her last life...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;She can get so obsessed with sushi that every time Mummy Barney asks her what she wants for dinner, she will reply, "Sushi," despite enticing her with noodles, fried rice etc etc. (Thanks to Greg's mummy who bought her the cooking toy set which has dummy sushi and Gine will cut it into 2 pieces and serve them to her Papa and Mama bears at home.) Gine is also an expert at the conveyor belt now and will grab her favourite futomaki sushi when she spots it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225670064581898514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 209px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 186px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="175" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/SIVPPKjL8RI/AAAAAAAAAeM/hvbZoy37Dkc/s400/futomaki.gif" width="203" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Gine also enjoys her Shichida class, especially when the lesson comes to an end, Teacher WT will play some Japanese songs and she will sing along "Hai, hai, hai"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;There was even once when Mummy Barney asked Gine about something and she went "yi yeh" (which means no in Japanese). Perhaps, I heard it wrongly...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Anyway, glad that the Sakae Sushi outlet at Sunplaza has a play area for kids while the adults enjoy their meal. And this is where I bring Gine to, for her dinner during weekends&lt;/span&gt;... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225670787823455954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/SIVP5Q1aTtI/AAAAAAAAAec/pmwRkUIBfDE/s400/CIMG1287.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225671119227727010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/SIVQMjaWLKI/AAAAAAAAAek/2M82Dxi_4Qc/s400/CIMG1285.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/662541629079127887-7782852384663354526?l=mumscomms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mumscomms.blogspot.com/feeds/7782852384663354526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=662541629079127887&amp;postID=7782852384663354526' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/662541629079127887/posts/default/7782852384663354526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/662541629079127887/posts/default/7782852384663354526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mumscomms.blogspot.com/2008/07/am-i-japanese.html' title='Am I a Japanese?'/><author><name>Mummy Barney</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/SIVPPKjL8RI/AAAAAAAAAeM/hvbZoy37Dkc/s72-c/futomaki.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-662541629079127887.post-128616151312774299</id><published>2008-06-29T13:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-22T12:14:52.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday at East Coast Park</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/SGiLpVZiyUI/AAAAAAAAAd8/FigjJ5UJvi0/s1600-h/CIMG1276.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217573710543898946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/SGiLpVZiyUI/AAAAAAAAAd8/FigjJ5UJvi0/s400/CIMG1276.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Was amused when I saw Hubby sitting with Gine, 'sea-gazing' when we were at ECP last Saturday...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Perhaps I was too imaginative, hmmm...imagine this was a scene in a movie, and you fast forward to 10 years later, or even 20 years? Hee hee...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Well, we happened to decide to drive over to Playground @ Big Splash (not too near to our house though) as Gine was having her term break from Shichida. Mummy Barney had wanted to try the coffee at Old Town White Coffee which was started by Mediacorp artiste Mark Lee with Director Jack Neo and another friend in February this year...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Would definitely recommend this: nice ambience, not too expensive for their food and coffee. Tried their curry chicken toast with hubby (and even Gine who took a piece of the toasted bread) - Thumbs up! (Perhaps also partly cos I miss Mum's curry chicken). On the other hand, their French toast is only so-so (even Gine refused to have a second bite!)...Thumbs up for their iced Hazelnut White Coffee but Hubby's black coffee was not that fantastic (For those who may start to think that Mummy Barney and Hubby have ordered too much, this was actually our lunch + dinner).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217582419840658498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/SGiTkSDs7EI/AAAAAAAAAeE/wIwIqkEhxC4/s400/DSCF3824.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;And so happened that there was an event organised by the National Family Council - Kidz Walkz, the finale of National Family Celebrations ’08. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Crowded with lots of families who were invited to to walk along a 1km trail along East Coast Park. Free popcorn, candy floss, prawn cracker (Calbee ok!), balloons etc. Unfortunately, Gine did not like the noisy atmosphere (guess the emcee was too loud over the microphone) and even the balloon sculpture did not appeal to her (till we brought her to the sea side)...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/662541629079127887-128616151312774299?l=mumscomms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mumscomms.blogspot.com/feeds/128616151312774299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=662541629079127887&amp;postID=128616151312774299' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/662541629079127887/posts/default/128616151312774299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/662541629079127887/posts/default/128616151312774299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mumscomms.blogspot.com/2008/06/was-amused-when-i-saw-hubby-sitting.html' title='Sunday at East Coast Park'/><author><name>Mummy Barney</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/SGiLpVZiyUI/AAAAAAAAAd8/FigjJ5UJvi0/s72-c/CIMG1276.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-662541629079127887.post-2536192656308594307</id><published>2008-06-26T14:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-30T15:20:24.489+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Little Pamper</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Have envied Greg's Mummy who has been spending her weekdays eating, shopping etc etc for the past weeks (since she decided to give up her job of 9 years) that I decided to take a day off work to join her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Started the day having dim sum at Red Star Restaurant, located at Chin Swee Road. Brought back memories of bringing Mum there for lunch after her medical check up. Managed to squeeze in some time to shop at Raffles City before our spa appointment at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.aramsaspas.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Aramsa Spas &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;One of the few outdoor spa in Singapore, was impressed with the ambience when we entered. First encounter of a spa in a couple's room (not with Hubby but with Greg's Mummy)...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Thought it was a good deal that we had paid for. An hour of massage, plus another hour of facial, with a complimentary eye cocoon treatment thrown in for our dark eye rings (not that we have)...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Simply mesmerizing...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Just before we ended our session, heard some snoring and thought it was Greg's Mummy who has fallen asleep. When I confronted her, Greg's Mummy commented that she too, heard some snores during the session...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Perhaps we have both fallen asleep at different point of time, as it was simply too relaxing...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217570141256841954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/SGiIZkxMeuI/AAAAAAAAAd0/LfuObfKo_LA/s400/actfac_gallery_8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/662541629079127887-2536192656308594307?l=mumscomms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mumscomms.blogspot.com/feeds/2536192656308594307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=662541629079127887&amp;postID=2536192656308594307' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/662541629079127887/posts/default/2536192656308594307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/662541629079127887/posts/default/2536192656308594307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mumscomms.blogspot.com/2008/06/little-pamper.html' title='A Little Pamper'/><author><name>Mummy Barney</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/SGiIZkxMeuI/AAAAAAAAAd0/LfuObfKo_LA/s72-c/actfac_gallery_8.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-662541629079127887.post-9186338374559398002</id><published>2008-06-25T18:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-25T18:18:52.128+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My life during weekdays...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Can you imagine...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every weekday, 24 hours in a day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is how I spend my life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 hours of sleep...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 and half hour to get ready for work...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 and half hours @ work (not including OT)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 hour for lunch...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 and half hour to travel to and fro work...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 and half hour at in-laws' place for dinner...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 and half hour of housework before bedtime...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Half an hour for miscellaneous...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a boring LIFE that I have during the weekdays!! How can I break free of this cycle...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please tell me!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/662541629079127887-9186338374559398002?l=mumscomms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mumscomms.blogspot.com/feeds/9186338374559398002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=662541629079127887&amp;postID=9186338374559398002' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/662541629079127887/posts/default/9186338374559398002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/662541629079127887/posts/default/9186338374559398002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mumscomms.blogspot.com/2008/06/my-life-during-weekdays.html' title='My life during weekdays...'/><author><name>Mummy Barney</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-662541629079127887.post-4323108070654918611</id><published>2008-06-15T08:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-25T14:56:46.588+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Ultimate - Coffee Bean &amp; Tea Leaf</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/SFjGUXf_0xI/AAAAAAAAAds/GRHNCzBq9uk/s1600-h/p_thecoffeban_taeleaf2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213134621889254162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/SFjGUXf_0xI/AAAAAAAAAds/GRHNCzBq9uk/s400/p_thecoffeban_taeleaf2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Have always been a great fan of Coffee Bean &amp;amp; Tea Leaf's Ultimate Ice Blended and somehow, Regine is also always looking forward to her muffin before her Saturday class at Shichida HDB Hub. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Unfortunately, was utterly disappointed with their service yesterday...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Just completed my order and was bringing Gine her muffin and the drinks to our table. Just as I was clearing the tray away, Hubby overturned his cup of brew and made a terrible mess. The first thing that came to my mind was to bring Gine away from the table to avoid any scalding. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;As a kid, she was upset and started to create a big commotion when I took away her muffin (as coffee was flowing onto her plate). At this time, it was a complete mess and Hubby hurriedly asked the counter staff (which was just right beside our table) for a wet cloth. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Well, the staff just handed the cloth to Hubby, yup, and that's it! I would not have blamed them if there was a huge crowd in front of the order counter (in fact, there wasnt anyone at all!). And it was not as if our table was so far away from the counter that the staff were not able to witness what had happened! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;All eyes (from other customers) were on us though! Not too sure cos of the 'endless action' (cleaning and clearing) or cos of Gine's cries. Anyway, the 2 middle aged ladies beside us, looked at us, helpless. All they could do was to hand us a wet tissue (from some Japanese restaurant) and subsequently gave up their seats to us...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Till now, not a Coffeebean offered any assistance, not even a little gesture of giving us some serviettes. What was even more annoying was the staff FINALLY came out to clear the mess, when and only when we have settled down on the other table (given up by the 2 kind-hearted ladies!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Guess Singapore still has a long way more - to improve their customer service!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/662541629079127887-4323108070654918611?l=mumscomms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mumscomms.blogspot.com/feeds/4323108070654918611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=662541629079127887&amp;postID=4323108070654918611' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/662541629079127887/posts/default/4323108070654918611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/662541629079127887/posts/default/4323108070654918611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mumscomms.blogspot.com/2008/06/ultimate-coffee-bean-tea-leaf.html' title='The Ultimate - Coffee Bean &amp; Tea Leaf'/><author><name>Mummy Barney</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/SFjGUXf_0xI/AAAAAAAAAds/GRHNCzBq9uk/s72-c/p_thecoffeban_taeleaf2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-662541629079127887.post-2870086287778850635</id><published>2008-06-08T14:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-09T15:06:35.385+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Barney's Let's Imagine Live Show</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Yes, don't be surprised! I brought Gine to watch Barney's Let's Imagine Live show at Suntec City Convention Hall this morning (Bought the tickets immediately when I got to know Barney was coming to town). Definitely good seats and had thought that the aisle in front of us would be a good place for Gine and Greg to sing and dance along with Barney (guess I was wrong!)! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;And yes again, Hubby came along as well, with Greg's Mummy and Daddy! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Unfortunately, in the end, the show was a sorta a 'horror' movie for Gine, who clung on tightly to Mummy Barney as she peeped at what's on stage occasionally. Even her favourite Baby Bop and her favourite songs and animals did not appeal to her. Kept on ranting "I want to go out" which Mummy Barney simply ignored (:p). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209773693344291474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/SEzVkk_2GpI/AAAAAAAAAdU/HJWMEFKEFmk/s400/CIMG1265.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209773895189157938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/SEzVwU7aWDI/AAAAAAAAAdc/9ZmvXIWOv_k/s400/CIMG1268.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209774103069659298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/SEzV8bV_EKI/AAAAAAAAAdk/RhGl9IB57pE/s400/CIMG1272.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Learnt my lesson. Guess Gine was probably too young still and the darkness in the concert hall could have frightened her (She is always asking Mummy Barney 'why so dark?' every night when we reach home). Anyway, it was definitely a relief for Gine when the show came to an end. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;When asked whether she still wants to watch Barney show, Gine gave a firm 'NO'! (Sigh, could have just saved my money from the tix!) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Well, on the other hand, Mummy Barney has enjoyed herself at the show though! Hee! Hee! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/662541629079127887-2870086287778850635?l=mumscomms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mumscomms.blogspot.com/feeds/2870086287778850635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=662541629079127887&amp;postID=2870086287778850635' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/662541629079127887/posts/default/2870086287778850635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/662541629079127887/posts/default/2870086287778850635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mumscomms.blogspot.com/2008/06/barneys-lets-imagine-live-show.html' title='Barney&apos;s Let&apos;s Imagine Live Show'/><author><name>Mummy Barney</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/SEzVkk_2GpI/AAAAAAAAAdU/HJWMEFKEFmk/s72-c/CIMG1265.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-662541629079127887.post-9074727343188170256</id><published>2008-06-07T12:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-09T14:35:18.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Forum Shopping Centre - Discovery of another Indoor Playground</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Found out about the indoor playground at Forum from Greg's Mummy. Have gone to Forum so many times (actually, don't really go there as often) but was not even aware that there was this playground, hidden deep inside...A small little corner, just for kids. Slides, suspension bridge, pool of colourful balls, tricycles, a wooden house etc, enough to entertain the little ones for an hour or two. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209763682435423458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/SEzMd3dLXOI/AAAAAAAAAcc/zOnoBgjDvfQ/s400/CIMG1249.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Anyway, Gine was happy to join Greg at the playground, imitating whatever Greg did, i.e. climbing high and low, jumping up and down (though she did not dare jump into the pool of balls)!! Ultimately, girls are still girls...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209764883478768450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/SEzNjxsOa0I/AAAAAAAAAc8/TkrgdEmJgeA/s400/CIMG1256.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209764250596756818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/SEzM-8BZTVI/AAAAAAAAAck/EDmTjMANLrY/s400/CIMG1250.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Even Greg's Mummy was enjoying herself at the playground that day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209765302314492898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/SEzN8J-cY-I/AAAAAAAAAdM/0baBR802WIs/s400/CIMG1258.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Ha, ha, now I know where to leave Gine and Hubby the next time I shop at Orchard Road!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209765126335608738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/SEzNx6Zzt6I/AAAAAAAAAdE/-DmqevHQlGc/s400/CIMG1257.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/662541629079127887-9074727343188170256?l=mumscomms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mumscomms.blogspot.com/feeds/9074727343188170256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=662541629079127887&amp;postID=9074727343188170256' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/662541629079127887/posts/default/9074727343188170256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/662541629079127887/posts/default/9074727343188170256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mumscomms.blogspot.com/2008/06/forum-shopping-centre-discovery-of.html' title='Forum Shopping Centre - Discovery of another Indoor Playground'/><author><name>Mummy Barney</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/SEzMd3dLXOI/AAAAAAAAAcc/zOnoBgjDvfQ/s72-c/CIMG1249.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-662541629079127887.post-1847084834412637616</id><published>2008-06-01T09:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-04T17:55:41.084+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What's Up Next in your Life?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/SEZmIl5F0nI/AAAAAAAAAcU/AER1Odh5_nc/s1600-h/The_Path_of_Life.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207962316897112690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/SEZmIl5F0nI/AAAAAAAAAcU/AER1Odh5_nc/s400/The_Path_of_Life.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Have you ever wondered what is coming up next in your life? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Just a thought that came to my mind while reflecting on my own life...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;When we were young, we looked forward to growing up. No more exams, no more stress. No disciplinary restrictions, a carefree life, independence, freedom. We envied the adults and were unable to relate to their worries. Innocent and simple...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;In fact, at that stage of life, university graduation was what we were looking forward to. Hurdle after hurdle, exam after exam. Day in day out, life revolved round exams, school holidays, simple outings with friends, worries over pocket money, boy-girl relationships (BGR) etc. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;At that time, parents were worried that we did not get a good education and would not be able to support ourselves in the future. We never appreciate their concern and regard them as a 'nuisance'. We blame them for nagging at us, intruding and controlling our life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;As we completed our education and stepped into the working society, we strived and struggled, hoping to climb up the corporate ladder, quickly if possible. At times, we did not pay much attention nor showed enough concern for our parents. Our parents yearned for us to get married and start our own families. We never understand their anxiousness and took our own sweet time on our 'family planning'. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Well, so what's next after setting up a family and having a career?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Promotion? Retrenchment? Mid career crisis? Or even better, retirement? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;We look forward to our younger generation, achieving various milestones, just like what our parents were hoping to witness when we were young. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;What's going to change about our lifestyle? Our health? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Perhaps I have witnessed Mum suffering much from her illness, her chemotherapy treatment during her last few years of life. Yet, she tried her utmost to continue to care for her children, worrying about her children's welfare and well-being, persistent and persevering till her last day, her last breath. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;So, what is the true meaning of life? Going through the various stages and life cycle - days, months, years, decades...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Well, guess everyone is still searching for the true meaning of life but one thing that I'm definitely sure of - live life to the fullest, whichever way you desire, cos nobody is able to turn back the clock and choose to live the life they wanted the second time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/662541629079127887-1847084834412637616?l=mumscomms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mumscomms.blogspot.com/feeds/1847084834412637616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=662541629079127887&amp;postID=1847084834412637616' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/662541629079127887/posts/default/1847084834412637616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/662541629079127887/posts/default/1847084834412637616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mumscomms.blogspot.com/2008/06/whats-up-next-in-your-life.html' title='What&apos;s Up Next in your Life?'/><author><name>Mummy Barney</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/SEZmIl5F0nI/AAAAAAAAAcU/AER1Odh5_nc/s72-c/The_Path_of_Life.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-662541629079127887.post-4325770005623300375</id><published>2008-05-23T18:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-30T17:05:59.065+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eat with your Family DAY???</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/SD_DQjFJ5BI/AAAAAAAAAcM/SRoAi21OmCQ/s1600-h/FamilyStudies.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206094383325766674" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/SD_DQjFJ5BI/AAAAAAAAAcM/SRoAi21OmCQ/s400/FamilyStudies.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Do you spend time eating with your family every day? If yes, you will agree with me that the annual 'Eat with your family day' is redundant. Agree? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;To start off with, perhaps I am one of the luckiest ones who is able to head home straight after working hours on most days, and get to eat home cooked food almost every other day. Hence, I do not really see the relevance of such a day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Well, ultimately, what is the objective for setting aside such a day for everyone to eat with their family? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Yes, I do agree that most working personnel do work late into the night and settle their lunches and dinners outside, forgoing the nutritional value of home cooked food in exchange of convenience. By the time they reach home, they would be so tired that they would head straight for bed. So, doesn't this explains the decreasing (in fact, low!!) birth rate? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Even for myself, surviving now without a domestic maid, most of my time would be spent on washing clothes, cleaning up milk bottles etc etc. By the time my back melts on my bed, I would drift into slumberland, almost immediately!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Yes, I do agree that work is just one important aspect of life and it would be sad to have one spending a large proportion of his life working, without development in other aspects of life. But, well, in such a competitive world these days (topping up with inflation, retrechment every now and then), it is definitely not easy for us to work towards a more balanced work-family type of life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;This year, fathers are encouraged to head home and cook at least 1 dish for the family. Definitely not an easy task to achieve since we were only given half an hour off work earlier. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Then there was the first ever Family Day out in Singapore on May 24, a Saturday!! What difference does it make since majority of Singaporeans are already on a 5-day work week? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Well, perhaps we may want to ask for more family time but can we? Politically, economically and socially...just a thought on my end...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/662541629079127887-4325770005623300375?l=mumscomms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mumscomms.blogspot.com/feeds/4325770005623300375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=662541629079127887&amp;postID=4325770005623300375' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/662541629079127887/posts/default/4325770005623300375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/662541629079127887/posts/default/4325770005623300375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mumscomms.blogspot.com/2008/05/eat-with-your-family-day.html' title='Eat with your Family DAY???'/><author><name>Mummy Barney</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/SD_DQjFJ5BI/AAAAAAAAAcM/SRoAi21OmCQ/s72-c/FamilyStudies.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-662541629079127887.post-8292866008777430644</id><published>2008-05-11T15:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T17:55:15.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Different Mother's Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Like Joyce Cheng (Lydia Sum's daughter), Mother's Day this year was definitely much lonelier...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Remembered how we used to surprise Mum with gifts, dinner treats etc and she would scold us for splurging unnecessarily on her. Well, we never regretted it and glad that we cherished whatever time or days Mum had last year...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Sprang her another surprise at the hospital. Brought along a 'We love you Mum" helium balloon and a mango cake from Bakerzin. Greg's Mummy and Mummy Barney brought Greg and Gine to the hospital, hoping that Mum would recover soon and we could celebrate more Mother's Days with her. Unfortunately, Mum was too weak, not even had the strength to reprimand us this time...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;This year, we could only visit Mum in the temple and silently wished her a Happy Mother's Day...sob! sob!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://marinayapmn.blogspot.com/2008/05/mothers-day.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;A poem which Greg's Mummy has penned for Mum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;, to share with everyone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/662541629079127887-8292866008777430644?l=mumscomms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mumscomms.blogspot.com/feeds/8292866008777430644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=662541629079127887&amp;postID=8292866008777430644' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/662541629079127887/posts/default/8292866008777430644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/662541629079127887/posts/default/8292866008777430644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mumscomms.blogspot.com/2008/05/different-mothers-day.html' title='A Different Mother&apos;s Day'/><author><name>Mummy Barney</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-662541629079127887.post-1690859396699338458</id><published>2008-05-05T10:59:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-26T11:48:53.037+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Whole New World</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/SDoy5DFJ5AI/AAAAAAAAAcE/M2Ccjc13ZlQ/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204528275040887810" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="141" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/SDoy5DFJ5AI/AAAAAAAAAcE/M2Ccjc13ZlQ/s400/images.jpg" width="87" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/SDox6zFJ4-I/AAAAAAAAAb0/Sv84VlRd7Tg/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Have not had this feeling for a long while. No inspirations, no motivations for the past 2 and a half years...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Had a new start for my career after my HK trip. Not really a new job since it was a mere transfer. However, it was definitely an entirely new environment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Got to know more people and no longer living in my own 'comfort zone'. Guess it's always good to get out of that zone at times, especially for someone like me who practically cannot stand mundane chores and repetitive jobs! (Sometimes, really wonder why I never get tired of my hubby since I face him every day!! :P)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Anyway, gave myself a bit of time to settle in and adjust to the new working culture. Do miss my ex-colleagues and was indeed touched when I read &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://barlalee.blogspot.com/2008/04/barinas-missing-missing-barina.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Barlalee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt; and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://pinkwhistle.blogspot.com/2008/04/saying-see-you-later-to-good-friend.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Barlyson's &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;blogs (haha! felt as if I really said 'bye bye' to this world). Guess we have to look ahead and move on in life, sometimes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Just glad that I do not have to suffer any more back pain and backaches in the new office (aka no more back stabbing!!!)... At least, no one in the new office acts as if they are the victims, crying and acting as if everyone in this world is against her!! (But in actual fact, they are gloating over the office politics that they have ignited.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Super fast paced and everyone just get their jobs done, within the shortest span of time...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/662541629079127887-1690859396699338458?l=mumscomms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mumscomms.blogspot.com/feeds/1690859396699338458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=662541629079127887&amp;postID=1690859396699338458' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/662541629079127887/posts/default/1690859396699338458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/662541629079127887/posts/default/1690859396699338458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mumscomms.blogspot.com/2008/05/whole-new-world.html' title='A Whole New World'/><author><name>Mummy Barney</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/SDoy5DFJ5AI/AAAAAAAAAcE/M2Ccjc13ZlQ/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-662541629079127887.post-4619596631281025950</id><published>2008-04-30T17:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-21T18:18:22.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Spectacular View of Hong Kong - From the Victoria's Peak</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Tired and almost collapsed from an entire day of walking, or perhaps I should say, window- shopping (since I did not manage to purchase anything). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Started the day trying to locate some shops selling baby clothes at the industrial park. Shucks! No luck! The shop and factory outlets were closed down, almost 2 years ago! Count on the list given by friends and other sources...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Then pop by Ladies' Street which was supposed to be a popular shopping district - Well, more like the pasar malam stalls that you can find back in Singapore. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;SOHO - Sounds like an interesting and classy place. Ooooohhh...lots of up slope and I could feel the strain on my knee while I was walking. Anyway, wide variety of restaurants but nothing fanciful. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Hong Kong streets are definitely crowded and cramp. Buildings are also dilapidated, was wondering why unlike Singapore, they do not have SERS programme or even en-bloc sales so that new buildings can be built...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Anyway, after a tiring day, Hubby brought us to Victoria's Peak. Took a tram up and it was definitely worth it!! Decided to hang around at Pacific Coffee before we finally said our good bye to HK! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202772186391410354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/SDP1vPEkdrI/AAAAAAAAAbU/6dK18GWf8vU/s320/CIMG1196.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202772547168663234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/SDP2EPEkdsI/AAAAAAAAAbc/nMseoEozJ9w/s320/CIMG1200.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202772817751602898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/SDP2T_EkdtI/AAAAAAAAAbk/hy504S89qHw/s320/CIMG1209.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202773032499967714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/SDP2gfEkduI/AAAAAAAAAbs/loNWioOekMY/s320/CIMG1222.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/662541629079127887-4619596631281025950?l=mumscomms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mumscomms.blogspot.com/feeds/4619596631281025950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=662541629079127887&amp;postID=4619596631281025950' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/662541629079127887/posts/default/4619596631281025950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/662541629079127887/posts/default/4619596631281025950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mumscomms.blogspot.com/2008/04/spectacular-view-of-hong-kong-from.html' title='Spectacular View of Hong Kong - From the Victoria&apos;s Peak'/><author><name>Mummy Barney</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/SDP1vPEkdrI/AAAAAAAAAbU/6dK18GWf8vU/s72-c/CIMG1196.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-662541629079127887.post-5127207747313178324</id><published>2008-04-29T17:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-21T17:56:34.863+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sit cable car, See Buddha, Eat McDonalds</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Yup, that was what we did on our 2nd day in HK! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Took cable car to 360 Ngong Ping where you can see the gigantic Buddha statue. Decided to stop at beneath while Hubby climbed up thousand and one steps to reach the Buddha! Thank goodness I made the right decision as the way up was definitely too steep for me, having to carry Gine up as well!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202762947916756562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/SDPtVfEkdlI/AAAAAAAAAak/Uesdl9FsJ64/s320/CIMG1134.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Gine in the cable car, on our way up to 'see' the Buddha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202764330896225890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/SDPul_EkdmI/AAAAAAAAAas/UnpJKeZ3nls/s320/CIMG1144.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202764571414394482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/SDPuz_EkdnI/AAAAAAAAAa0/xC_jq7HR4Go/s320/CIMG1147.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202765061040666242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/SDPvQfEkdoI/AAAAAAAAAa8/YFmfaorszyI/s320/CIMG1149.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202765469062559378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/SDPvoPEkdpI/AAAAAAAAAbE/JhFEAhg546Y/s320/CIMG1153.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;And Gine has been ranting 'Sit cable car, see Buddha, Eat McDonalds' ever since we paid Buddha a visit that day!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202765756825368226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/SDPv4_EkdqI/AAAAAAAAAbM/Tn8FH8quAxc/s320/CIMG1160.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Hey, but don't remember eating McDonalds after we came down from the hill top!!???? Hmmm...probably Gine was looking forward to that, afterall. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/662541629079127887-5127207747313178324?l=mumscomms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mumscomms.blogspot.com/feeds/5127207747313178324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=662541629079127887&amp;postID=5127207747313178324' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/662541629079127887/posts/default/5127207747313178324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/662541629079127887/posts/default/5127207747313178324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mumscomms.blogspot.com/2008/04/sit-cable-car-see-buddha-eat-mcdonalds.html' title='Sit cable car, See Buddha, Eat McDonalds'/><author><name>Mummy Barney</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/SDPtVfEkdlI/AAAAAAAAAak/Uesdl9FsJ64/s72-c/CIMG1134.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-662541629079127887.post-5032104266758085811</id><published>2008-04-28T13:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-21T13:58:06.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hong Kong Disneyland (Day)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Woke up earlier than usual. Though it was only 530am, it was already quite bright in HK. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202696302909224418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/SDOwuPEkdeI/AAAAAAAAAZs/RWw2rh-sPnE/s320/CIMG1099.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;View from our hotel room&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202698265709278706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/SDOygfEkdfI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/9zzz9BvMshI/s320/CIMG1100.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Breakfast at Chef Mickey, Disney Hollywood Hotel (Wide variety and reasonable price - SGD$20)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202699687343453698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/SDOzzPEkdgI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/Hh1RekEz_BU/s320/CIMG1109.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went back to Disneyland again (since we got a buy- 1(day)-get-1 day-free package). This time round, we concentrated on taking the rides and were glad we had taken photos with most of the Disney characters last night, as there was a queue for almost each and every character. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202699902091818514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/SDOz_vEkdhI/AAAAAAAAAaE/9seT9sIsE7U/s320/CIMG1114.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Gine in her Minnie Mouse cap (well, she still thinks she is Minnie Mouse)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Unfortunately, Gine did not enjoy most of the rides. She loved the Autopia most, where she could get behind the wheel (steering) and drive the car, as if she was in real control of it... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202700194149594658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/SDO0QvEkdiI/AAAAAAAAAaM/kRitGRsaup0/s320/CIMG1120.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Gine simply refused to get out of the car, even after the photo shoot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Mummy Barney had a good time, shopping around for gifts. Though the things were not cheap, Mummy Barney simply could not resist the temptation and got a "weird" look from Hubby (who had to look after Gine while i shopped frantically)...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;When it was time for the spectacular parade, as usual, Gine fell asleep (always missing out on all spectacular sights and performances). Grouchy from Snow White and Seven Dwarfs pointed angrily at her and Mickey even spotted Gine sleeping soundly in my arms, from the top of his castle...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202700417487894066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/SDO0dvEkdjI/AAAAAAAAAaU/Ulh3q0ZlI3M/s320/CIMG1124.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202700640826193474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/SDO0qvEkdkI/AAAAAAAAAac/HvRqem69OIE/s320/CIMG1130.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Gine after her nap and refreshing bath at the hotel...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/662541629079127887-5032104266758085811?l=mumscomms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mumscomms.blogspot.com/feeds/5032104266758085811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=662541629079127887&amp;postID=5032104266758085811' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/662541629079127887/posts/default/5032104266758085811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/662541629079127887/posts/default/5032104266758085811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mumscomms.blogspot.com/2008/04/hong-kong-disneyland-day.html' title='Hong Kong Disneyland (Day)'/><author><name>Mummy Barney</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/SDOwuPEkdeI/AAAAAAAAAZs/RWw2rh-sPnE/s72-c/CIMG1099.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-662541629079127887.post-2236863426069777676</id><published>2008-04-27T21:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-21T13:16:24.457+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hong Kong Disneyland Fireworks Display</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Absolutely impressive!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Though crowded, we managed to watch the Fireworks disply, comfortably throughout! Rather emotional as it started off with the song "A Whole New World"! Well, hopefully so for me in my career...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Unfortunately, or perhaps fortunately, Gine was already so exhausted at that time that she fell asleep just seconds before the fireworks started! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Also brought back some memories for Hubby and myself as the fireworks synchronized to other Disney songs from "Beauty &amp;amp; the Beast" (used one of the theme songs for our wedding dinner), "Little Mermaid" etc...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-2d37ed5506ac1509" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v4.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D2d37ed5506ac1509%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331578983%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4148C480D58CD305BF3A37CC00AA71ABCB9E4D69.5BF95F6AEBF46E603F0C0CCDB5B7BCAC5D211855%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D2d37ed5506ac1509%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DNPOXR9_cg6dRrdrgHHj3D1uGnBo&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v4.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D2d37ed5506ac1509%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331578983%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4148C480D58CD305BF3A37CC00AA71ABCB9E4D69.5BF95F6AEBF46E603F0C0CCDB5B7BCAC5D211855%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D2d37ed5506ac1509%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DNPOXR9_cg6dRrdrgHHj3D1uGnBo&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/662541629079127887-2236863426069777676?l=mumscomms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=2d37ed5506ac1509&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mumscomms.blogspot.com/feeds/2236863426069777676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=662541629079127887&amp;postID=2236863426069777676' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/662541629079127887/posts/default/2236863426069777676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/662541629079127887/posts/default/2236863426069777676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mumscomms.blogspot.com/2008/05/hong-kong-disneyland-fireworks-display.html' title='Hong Kong Disneyland Fireworks Display'/><author><name>Mummy Barney</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-662541629079127887.post-4697370932684736808</id><published>2008-04-27T19:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T15:10:43.834+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hong Kong Disneyland (Night)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Finally, managed to take numerous family photos at HK Disneyland. Well, it was definitely easy catching hold of the Disney characters and snapping away, unlike in Tokyo Disneyland where you need to queue for hours or there would be big crowds around them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Gine was definitely taken aback when she met with Mickey and Minnie. A bit shy at first but was able to show her affection for them, almost immediately!! Even before her trip, she has been reciting "Mei Mei (her good old self) Minnie Mouse, Mummy Mickey Mouse, Daddy Donald Duck." Even our maid became 'Pluto' when we probed her for identification of other characters. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201618304772633986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/SC_cSfEkdYI/AAAAAAAAAY8/0pxoz5JpHaQ/s320/CIMG1067.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Mickey Mouse Fountain at entrance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201619064981845410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/SC_c-vEkdaI/AAAAAAAAAZM/a5WZxqiX4kA/s320/CIMG1069.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Family photo with Donald Duck &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201618725679429010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/SC_cq_EkdZI/AAAAAAAAAZE/O1YoCqm7L-0/s320/CIMG1074.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Gine with Pooh bear&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201619417169163698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/SC_dTPEkdbI/AAAAAAAAAZU/kkmqZNVmDTs/s320/CIMG1079.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Another family photo with Mickey Mouse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201621186695689666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/SC_e6PEkdcI/AAAAAAAAAZc/zY3KpWp299E/s320/CIMG1082.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;In front of Minnie's house (She definitely has a nicer-looking house in To&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;kyo)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201621530293073362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/SC_fOPEkddI/AAAAAAAAAZk/3izxWhcxb7s/s320/CIMG1081.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Last but not least, a photo with Goofy.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/662541629079127887-4697370932684736808?l=mumscomms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mumscomms.blogspot.com/feeds/4697370932684736808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=662541629079127887&amp;postID=4697370932684736808' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/662541629079127887/posts/default/4697370932684736808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/662541629079127887/posts/default/4697370932684736808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mumscomms.blogspot.com/2008/04/hong-kong-disneyland-night.html' title='Hong Kong Disneyland (Night)'/><author><name>Mummy Barney</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/SC_cSfEkdYI/AAAAAAAAAY8/0pxoz5JpHaQ/s72-c/CIMG1067.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-662541629079127887.post-6648773940256399195</id><published>2008-04-27T17:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T15:30:27.464+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Regine's 1st Plane Ride - Hong Kong</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Decided to bring Regine for another overseas trip before both Hubby and myself embarked on our new career. Her first overseas trip was on sea (cruise), so this time round, we decided to travel by plane to the shopping paradise - Hong Kong. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Needless to say, Mummy Barney was a good planner - We flew off for our trip, on the day our maid was supposed to depart for home. Even booked her air ticket such that we could check in together (so that we need not make another extra trip to Changi airport!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Reached HK and we tried to adjust to the lifestyle almost immediately (as usual!!). Decided to find our way to Disney Hollywood Hotel by taking their public transport. Just as we were looking for the shortest route, Hubby commented on how we used to go backpacking and even now, with the inclusion of Gine, both of us still refused to travel on full package tours :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Fortunately, it was rather straightforward travelling in HK by their public transport. Gine was definitely excited and looking forward to the rest of her stay in HK even though she did not sleep for long on the plane...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201609994010916162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/SC_UuvEkdUI/AAAAAAAAAYc/cWiB4lmYB-Q/s320/CIMG1057.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Gine on the 'Mickey Mouse' train to HK Disneyland&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201610913133917522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/SC_VkPEkdVI/AAAAAAAAAYk/FPAGE_mqs-Q/s320/CIMG1060.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Mummy Barney too, was excited about the Mickey Mouse train&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201611935336133986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/SC_WfvEkdWI/AAAAAAAAAYs/waCqvKe224g/s320/CIMG1061.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Photo session with Chip &amp;amp; Dale the moment we stepped into the hotel - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;More excitement!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201612631120835954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/SC_XIPEkdXI/AAAAAAAAAY0/bf0yjg1kjOc/s320/CIMG1063.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Finally, settling in our hotel room - Shower screen had pics of mickey mouse, shampoo and shower gel in 'mickey mouse' shaped bottles. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Most impressed was, there were 3 sets of bathrobes and slippers, even Gine had hers tailored to her size. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/662541629079127887-6648773940256399195?l=mumscomms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mumscomms.blogspot.com/feeds/6648773940256399195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=662541629079127887&amp;postID=6648773940256399195' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/662541629079127887/posts/default/6648773940256399195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/662541629079127887/posts/default/6648773940256399195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mumscomms.blogspot.com/2008/04/regines-1st-plane-ride-hong-kong.html' title='Regine&apos;s 1st Plane Ride - Hong Kong'/><author><name>Mummy Barney</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/SC_UuvEkdUI/AAAAAAAAAYc/cWiB4lmYB-Q/s72-c/CIMG1057.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-662541629079127887.post-6373242680773486281</id><published>2008-04-25T01:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T14:47:47.642+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Adieu! The Game of Cluedo</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193440482689426130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/SBLOmlzWItI/AAAAAAAAAYM/Mp1C6I4CLHM/s320/images.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Ever played the board game 'Cluedo'?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;It was one of my favourite board games when I was young. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Suspense, Thrill, Mystery and you really need luck and some brain power to solve all clues and ascertain the Murderer, the Victim, the Weapon used and last but not least the place where the Murderer took place.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Just felt that I had completed a game of Cluedo in my real life...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;And it was by chance (or perhaps by fate) that I managed to solve the mystery and indeed, was in a state of shock and even denial that I was indeed the victim in this game...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Remembered how Dad always taught us to look at all things and people from different perspectives...He has always shared his true life stories with us but guess we were either too young to understand or perhaps were fortunate that we did not have to go through such encounters yet, then...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Mixed feelings...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Tired...tired of such games...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Sad...that Dad was no longer around and I could no longer go to him for advice and seek comfort...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Still, I count my blessings...at least I see the entire picture now and have decided to close that chapter of my life and move on without regrets...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Well, of course, perhaps I should start playing a game of "Street Fighter", preserving my energy for a final "K.O."!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193440551408902882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/SBLOqlzWIuI/AAAAAAAAAYU/uGSKrwFfrtU/s320/street-fighter-anniversary-collection-20040726054250599.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;***GAME OVER***&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/662541629079127887-6373242680773486281?l=mumscomms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mumscomms.blogspot.com/feeds/6373242680773486281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=662541629079127887&amp;postID=6373242680773486281' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/662541629079127887/posts/default/6373242680773486281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/662541629079127887/posts/default/6373242680773486281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mumscomms.blogspot.com/2008/04/adieu-game-of-cluedo.html' title='Adieu! The Game of Cluedo'/><author><name>Mummy Barney</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/SBLOmlzWItI/AAAAAAAAAYM/Mp1C6I4CLHM/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-662541629079127887.post-1053909177663549470</id><published>2008-04-21T15:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-21T18:09:14.625+08:00</updated><title type='text'>From Singlish to Poor English?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/SAxnHtQbq2I/AAAAAAAAAYE/gYytB-_je0s/s1600-h/dennis-r-mortensen-singapore-758549.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191637852556602210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/SAxnHtQbq2I/AAAAAAAAAYE/gYytB-_je0s/s320/dennis-r-mortensen-singapore-758549.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Made a rush to PS during lunch hour to purchase some groceries and get a quick lunch. Just could not resist the temptation of the shoe shop as I walked past...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Hmm...perhaps my woman's intuition was telling me that there are some New Arrivals at the shop. True enough, I tried on a pair of low-heeled court shoes and decided to purchase it in less than 5 minutes!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Well, call this impulse shopping but it was definitely not the good service which concluded the sale. On the contrary, I was rather affected by the salesgirl's (or rather woman's) poor command of spoken English: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Me: Can I try Size 38?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Sales: 38 ah? If cannot, can try bigger size. I got 39 also. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*Roll eyes*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Me: Size 38 is a bit loose for me. Does this shoe expand after some time?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Sales: No la, this one not so easy expand.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I started to wonder whether the sales lady was from overseas as she did not sound local. Sigh, not that I do not welcome foreign immigrants but this is really worrying...What will happen in the next 10 years when there is an influx of overseas immigrants working in Singapore? I can forsee a drop in our standard of conversational English...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;When I finally decided to grab a burger from Mos, had a similar encounter. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Counter: Miss ah, you want upgrade your flies (fries)? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Me: No thanks. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;After 5 minutes, the lady came to me:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Counter: Sorry for waiting...Enjoy your meal...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Me:????&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(**Why should I be sorry for waiting?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;OMG, are we facing a shortage in service staff or the expectations of service staff has dropped??? Aren't they supposed to be trained (to speak in proper English) before they provide front-line service? Is Singapore's standard of English going downhill? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I started to get worried about the next younger generation, born and breed in Singapore...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/662541629079127887-1053909177663549470?l=mumscomms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mumscomms.blogspot.com/feeds/1053909177663549470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=662541629079127887&amp;postID=1053909177663549470' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/662541629079127887/posts/default/1053909177663549470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/662541629079127887/posts/default/1053909177663549470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mumscomms.blogspot.com/2008/04/from-singlish-to-poor-english.html' title='From Singlish to Poor English?'/><author><name>Mummy Barney</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/SAxnHtQbq2I/AAAAAAAAAYE/gYytB-_je0s/s72-c/dennis-r-mortensen-singapore-758549.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-662541629079127887.post-7599348618189033071</id><published>2008-04-12T14:57:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T16:12:45.672+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life is like a Ticking Clock...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Woke up in the middle of the night with a bad sore throat and terrible cough. Unable to go back to sleep again...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Was reminiscing about my own life all these 30 odd years - my childhood, my parents, my education, my friends, my previous jobs, my career path, my love life, my wedding, my partner etc etc...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Looked at my "achievement" in life - Regine, who was sleeping soundly beside me...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Well, life is like a ticking clock - seconds, minutes, and hours just slip off without you realising it. A life-long lesson I have learnt - Cherish whatever you have in life, before you lose it and realise it is too late...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Does everything only come to a stand-still when our life end? Or perhaps there is an after life? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then remembered a kiddy song which Greg's mum and I used to sing during our childhood, at the top of our voices, in our shared bedroom. Guess we did not even know the true meaning of this song at that time...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My Grandfather's Clock&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189010496014182642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 151px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 331px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="337" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/SAMRjbay6PI/AAAAAAAAAX8/ZVkNxm8_9do/s320/Large_Grandfather_Clock.jpg" width="182" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;My grandfather's clock&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Was too large for the shelf,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;So it stood ninety years on the floor;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;It was taller by half&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Than the old man himself,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Though it weighed not a pennyweight more.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;It was bought on the morn&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Of the day that he was born,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;It was always his treasure and pride;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;But it stopped short&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Never to go again,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;When the old man died.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ninety years without slumbering,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tick, tock, tick, tock,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;His life seconds numbering,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tick, tock, tick, tock,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;It stopped short&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Never to go again,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;When the old man died.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/662541629079127887-7599348618189033071?l=mumscomms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mumscomms.blogspot.com/feeds/7599348618189033071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=662541629079127887&amp;postID=7599348618189033071' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/662541629079127887/posts/default/7599348618189033071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/662541629079127887/posts/default/7599348618189033071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mumscomms.blogspot.com/2008/04/life-is-like-ticking-clock.html' title='Life is like a Ticking Clock...'/><author><name>Mummy Barney</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/SAMRjbay6PI/AAAAAAAAAX8/ZVkNxm8_9do/s72-c/Large_Grandfather_Clock.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-662541629079127887.post-5812900185189721511</id><published>2008-04-10T16:54:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-10T17:03:32.058+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Living with a MASK</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Went to Popular bookstore after dinner. Saw these BARNEY paper masks and regretted that I should have bought it for Gine's birthday celebrations!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;We bought the masks for her, anyway. And guess what, she has been changing her MASKS everyday (wearing them to school)! First day was Baby Bop, then it was BJ and recently, she prefers Barney...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187539188721545826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/R_3XaEoqcmI/AAAAAAAAAXk/Kr3RCiZBjr4/s320/CIMG1033.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Hubby commented that we should stop this bad habit of Gine wearing masks to school every day and Mummy Barney retorted: "Everyone is wearing a mask, everyday, isn't it?" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SILENCE...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;And nowadays, Gine wants both hubby and myself to join in the &lt;strong&gt;FUN&lt;/strong&gt; as well, and got us to start wearing masks too...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187539433534681714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/R_3XoUoqcnI/AAAAAAAAAXs/RbUUl_Cc2Ss/s320/CIMG1034.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/662541629079127887-5812900185189721511?l=mumscomms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mumscomms.blogspot.com/feeds/5812900185189721511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=662541629079127887&amp;postID=5812900185189721511' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/662541629079127887/posts/default/5812900185189721511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/662541629079127887/posts/default/5812900185189721511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mumscomms.blogspot.com/2008/04/living-with-mask.html' title='Living with a MASK'/><author><name>Mummy Barney</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/R_3XaEoqcmI/AAAAAAAAAXk/Kr3RCiZBjr4/s72-c/CIMG1033.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-662541629079127887.post-7276555350277021626</id><published>2008-03-28T16:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-10T16:54:16.722+08:00</updated><title type='text'>One Birthday, 3 Celebrations!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Guess kids nowadays are superbly fortunate. Birthday parties at a young age and pampered with pressies since birth. Well, I still remembered how Dad and Mum used to promise organising birthday parties for us, if and only if we perform well in our studies...(well, I did do well in my exams but never got any parties at all...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Gine had 3 birthday celebrations at the age of 2 though...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187531444895511026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/R_3QXUoqcfI/AAAAAAAAAWs/JczXwvZ7N3s/s320/CIMG0998.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Barney birthday cake for celebrations at childcare centre on Friday, 28 March&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187531749838189058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/R_3QpEoqcgI/AAAAAAAAAW0/6pWBo8Cmj7A/s320/CIMG1002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Regine with her classmates at childcare&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187532153565114898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/R_3RAkoqchI/AAAAAAAAAW8/nubCi-ethoU/s320/CIMG1006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Enjoying her 2nd piece of cake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;2nd celebration was with in-laws on Saturday, 29 March at a Hokkien restaurant, located at OCBC Building:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187532681846092338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/R_3RfUoqcjI/AAAAAAAAAXM/59K2pdOaFLQ/s320/CIMG1023.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Elmo birthday cake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187532437032956450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/R_3RREoqciI/AAAAAAAAAXE/qLRgnfHwJQU/s320/CIMG1021.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Regine drooling over her Elmo cake&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;3rd celebration was with relatives from my side, on 30 Mar (actual day), at Esplanade:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187533304616350274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/R_3SDkoqckI/AAAAAAAAAXU/PRbcFtU9xYo/s320/CIMG1029.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last minute's purchase - birthday cake from Angie's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187533566609355346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/R_3SS0oqclI/AAAAAAAAAXc/R-X2DsoLbkw/s320/CIMG1031.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Regine cutting her cake..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Definitely tiring to celebrate 1 birthday over 3 different days...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/662541629079127887-7276555350277021626?l=mumscomms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mumscomms.blogspot.com/feeds/7276555350277021626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=662541629079127887&amp;postID=7276555350277021626' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/662541629079127887/posts/default/7276555350277021626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/662541629079127887/posts/default/7276555350277021626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mumscomms.blogspot.com/2008/03/one-birthday-3-celebrations.html' title='One Birthday, 3 Celebrations!'/><author><name>Mummy Barney</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/R_3QXUoqcfI/AAAAAAAAAWs/JczXwvZ7N3s/s72-c/CIMG0998.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-662541629079127887.post-6686641618961470605</id><published>2008-03-23T15:55:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-10T16:22:33.632+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Preparations for Regine's 2nd Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Left with only a week to prepare for Regine's upcoming birthday. Have not even ordered her birthday cakes yet nor the goodies for her party flavours to be given to her schoolmates at childcare centre, friends at Shichida class and her cousins...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187523975947383218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/R_3JkkoqcbI/AAAAAAAAAWM/thmiecAmsGQ/s320/CIMG0994.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187524237940388290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/R_3Jz0oqccI/AAAAAAAAAWU/0_tvFJtZ7_0/s320/CIMG0995.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Finally managed to visit the party shops at Middle Road and Mummy Barney went on a shopping spree...and guess what! Hubby was also excited about Gine's birthday celebrations that he started packing the goodie bags the moment we reached home!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Or perhaps he was eyeing the extras?? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187524474163589586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/R_3KBkoqcdI/AAAAAAAAAWc/wHs0405ID3E/s320/CIMG0996.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187524753336463842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/R_3KR0oqceI/AAAAAAAAAWk/Bipds1ktC6s/s320/CIMG0997.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/662541629079127887-6686641618961470605?l=mumscomms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mumscomms.blogspot.com/feeds/6686641618961470605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=662541629079127887&amp;postID=6686641618961470605' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/662541629079127887/posts/default/6686641618961470605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/662541629079127887/posts/default/6686641618961470605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mumscomms.blogspot.com/2008/03/preparations-for-regines-2nd-birthday.html' title='Preparations for Regine&apos;s 2nd Birthday'/><author><name>Mummy Barney</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/R_3JkkoqcbI/AAAAAAAAAWM/thmiecAmsGQ/s72-c/CIMG0994.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-662541629079127887.post-3576749316629336825</id><published>2008-03-22T15:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-10T15:54:43.429+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Sumptuous Lunch During the Weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/R_3HJkoqcaI/AAAAAAAAAWE/PpFQZbwkfnI/s1600-h/CIMG0992.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187521313067659682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/R_3HJkoqcaI/AAAAAAAAAWE/PpFQZbwkfnI/s320/CIMG0992.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cooked Organic Ramen with ham, vegetables and egg. Soup based was broiled with ikan bilis and dried scallop. Slurp...Delicious and nutritious!! Wanna try some, too?  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/662541629079127887-3576749316629336825?l=mumscomms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mumscomms.blogspot.com/feeds/3576749316629336825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=662541629079127887&amp;postID=3576749316629336825' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/662541629079127887/posts/default/3576749316629336825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/662541629079127887/posts/default/3576749316629336825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mumscomms.blogspot.com/2008/03/another-sumptuous-lunch-during-weekend.html' title='Another Sumptuous Lunch During the Weekend'/><author><name>Mummy Barney</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/R_3HJkoqcaI/AAAAAAAAAWE/PpFQZbwkfnI/s72-c/CIMG0992.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-662541629079127887.post-745823152373478964</id><published>2008-03-21T16:46:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-28T17:17:15.079+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Regine's Birthday Celebrations onboard Star Virgo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Already the last day of our cruise. Schedule is so tight today! Woke up at 6:30am and went to the gym at 7:00am sharp. Just gotta fully utilise the facilities. Woooaaahhhh...not a bad idea! I can even see the sun rise while jogging. Went back to cabin but both Gine and Hubby were still sleeping. Decided to try my luck at the casino..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182714236651548610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/R-yzI5f5r8I/AAAAAAAAAVU/c_u6ps7UHb0/s320/CIMG0938.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ha! Ha! Spent almost 10 minutes trying to figure out where the casino is! And of course, heeded eldest sis's advice and tried Bacarat. Oops! No luck!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Then we had a quick swim again after breakfast and Hubby and I had to take turns to go for a massage and try the Aqua swim respectively. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Just as we were about to reach Singapore, had a quick celebration for Regine at our cabin's balcony...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182714919551348690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/R-yzwpf5r9I/AAAAAAAAAVc/rYtPg4MFzK4/s320/CIMG0941.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182715482192064482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/R-y0RZf5r-I/AAAAAAAAAVk/hzp9R1z9DM0/s320/CIMG0944.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182716177976766450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/R-y055f5r_I/AAAAAAAAAVs/YJ-N3yc5juM/s320/CIMG0946.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182716908121206786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/R-y1kZf5sAI/AAAAAAAAAV0/1zQkA4ljrp4/s320/CIMG0965.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182718540208779282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/R-y3DZf5sBI/AAAAAAAAAV8/vWRzYiU4iw0/s320/CIMG0974.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/662541629079127887-745823152373478964?l=mumscomms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mumscomms.blogspot.com/feeds/745823152373478964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=662541629079127887&amp;postID=745823152373478964' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/662541629079127887/posts/default/745823152373478964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/662541629079127887/posts/default/745823152373478964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mumscomms.blogspot.com/2008/03/regines-birthday-celebrations-onboard.html' title='Regine&apos;s Birthday Celebrations onboard Star Virgo'/><author><name>Mummy Barney</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/R-yzI5f5r8I/AAAAAAAAAVU/c_u6ps7UHb0/s72-c/CIMG0938.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-662541629079127887.post-7145163065582762464</id><published>2008-03-20T16:08:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-28T16:46:38.784+08:00</updated><title type='text'>3D2N Star Virgo Cruise to Kuala Lumpur</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Started to suffer from diarrhoea on the 2nd day on board the cruise. Appetite was poor, definitely nothing to do with the sumptuous meals served on board but perhaps due to viral flu which Hubby suffered from before the cruise trip. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Fortunately, I brought along all sorts of medicine and managed to self-cure... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182704684644282194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/R-yqc5f5r1I/AAAAAAAAAUc/VmGFU1oaKhU/s320/CIMG0914.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Port Klang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Reached KL in early afternoon. However, it was Gine's nap time and we only had about 3 hours in town (cos need about an hour to travel to city centre), we decided not to join the land tours. Waited for Gine to wake up before we disembarked and bought some local goodies from Port Klang. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, guess that's the problem and shortcoming of bringing kids for tours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182705320299442018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/R-yrB5f5r2I/AAAAAAAAAUk/ILM1WQFi3f4/s320/CIMG0917.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182706312436887410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/R-yr7pf5r3I/AAAAAAAAAUs/FTswZo0W5o0/s320/CIMG0925.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Ice-cream Parlour&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;We have to accommodate to their schedule and have to plan activities that are able to cater to their needs. Secondly, Hubby and I had to take turns taking care of Regine. We were not able to go to the gym together, we were not able to try our luck together in the casino (Mummy Barney could not even locate the casino as I did not know that it was named as 'Oasis'!! Ha!Ha!), we were not able to go to spa together etc. Even had to take turns to take photo with Regine and no more twosome photos like we used to have before marriage...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182707175725313922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/R-yst5f5r4I/AAAAAAAAAU0/v23UgG3-oTo/s320/CIMG0934.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182708429855764386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/R-yt25f5r6I/AAAAAAAAAVE/hoidfyQXqvQ/s320/CIMG0935.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Anyway, it was rather kiddo-friendly on board the cruise. They have slides (though Gine was not brave enough to try) and pools for kids, they have child care centre (which was definitely very popular as it was always fully booked!) and they even have a Kids Dining area!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182709160000204722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/R-yuhZf5r7I/AAAAAAAAAVM/ppcf6aqKeWg/s320/CIMG0937.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182707661056618386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/R-ytKJf5r5I/AAAAAAAAAU8/sAtvYcMj_7E/s320/CIMG0936.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/662541629079127887-7145163065582762464?l=mumscomms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mumscomms.blogspot.com/feeds/7145163065582762464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=662541629079127887&amp;postID=7145163065582762464' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/662541629079127887/posts/default/7145163065582762464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/662541629079127887/posts/default/7145163065582762464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mumscomms.blogspot.com/2008/03/3d2n-star-virgo-cruise-to-kuala-lumpur.html' title='3D2N Star Virgo Cruise to Kuala Lumpur'/><author><name>Mummy Barney</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/R-yqc5f5r1I/AAAAAAAAAUc/VmGFU1oaKhU/s72-c/CIMG0914.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-662541629079127887.post-3809149898724330546</id><published>2008-03-19T17:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-28T16:45:48.317+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Star Virgo Cruise Trip</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Was in anticipation of my cruise trip with hubby and Regine. Unfortunately, both Hubby and Regine were sick at the beginning of the week while Mummy Barney was down with a slight fever just hours before embarking on the cruise. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It was only on the second day that all of us started to feel better...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181989078668259058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/R-ofnJf5rvI/AAAAAAAAATs/MCCT9twADOk/s320/CIMG0878.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Breakfast at Pavilion House (Chinese Restaurant)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181989344956231426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/R-of2pf5rwI/AAAAAAAAAT0/MKtLh4snqwY/s320/CIMG0888.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Fun time at the children's pool (only knee level as Gine did not like the water fountain and slides)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181989606949236498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/R-ogF5f5rxI/AAAAAAAAAT8/UDH7-CMaW_Y/s320/CIMG0897.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting ready for lunch at Bella Vista&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181991067238117154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/R-oha5f5ryI/AAAAAAAAAUE/NC2lCFxpRBE/s320/CIMG0904.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Regine spreading her bread with butter (Yup, and that's her lunch!!)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181991574044258098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/R-oh4Zf5rzI/AAAAAAAAAUM/Io41yIC9A00/s320/CIMG0911.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Regine enjoying her dessert, vanilla ice-cream!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181991836037263170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/R-oiHpf5r0I/AAAAAAAAAUU/GHSpf10ibv8/s320/CIMG0912.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;And, this is my dessert - Mango pudding!! Yummy!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/662541629079127887-3809149898724330546?l=mumscomms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mumscomms.blogspot.com/feeds/3809149898724330546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=662541629079127887&amp;postID=3809149898724330546' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/662541629079127887/posts/default/3809149898724330546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/662541629079127887/posts/default/3809149898724330546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mumscomms.blogspot.com/2008/03/my-star-virgo-cruise-trip.html' title='My Star Virgo Cruise Trip'/><author><name>Mummy Barney</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/R-ofnJf5rvI/AAAAAAAAATs/MCCT9twADOk/s72-c/CIMG0878.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-662541629079127887.post-6021911616169438298</id><published>2008-03-18T14:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-24T17:14:55.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Prelude to my Cruise Trip</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;To celebrate Regine's 2nd birthday, Mummy Barney decided to bring her for a cruise trip and started making plans since beginning of this year. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going on cruise trips definitely bring back fond memories for me...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Went on my maiden cruise trip on Star Aquarius with Greg's Mummy in 1994, while I was working as a temporary receptionist at a property firm. Phew! That was more than 10 years ago! Imagine both of us were so bored on board that we wrapped ourselves up in the quilt cover. Definitely silly!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181231540926525138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/R-duopf5rtI/AAAAAAAAATc/4USUBfU_Kjo/s320/CIMG0993.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Lucky enough to get a free trip from eldest sis and bro-in-law to Malacca on Star Gemini in 1997 as they were unable to make it at the last minute. Went with Mum and remembered how Mum woke up me at 3am in the middle of the night, so as to accompany her to the cafe for porridge buffet. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181231781444693730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/R-du2pf5ruI/AAAAAAAAATk/MsPX7NJjYJk/s320/CIMG0989.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Got another subsidised trip on board Star Virgo in 2000, with eldest sis giving Mum and Dad a treat for their help in taking care of her two kids. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Definitely a different experience, every time I go on board a cruise trip. Wonder what will happen this time? Will Regine enjoy her cruise? Will I get to enjoy the facilities on board? Hopefully, this trip is worthwhile and guess this will be my last opportunity on board Star Virgo since it will be sailing to Hong Kong by end March 2008...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/662541629079127887-6021911616169438298?l=mumscomms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mumscomms.blogspot.com/feeds/6021911616169438298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=662541629079127887&amp;postID=6021911616169438298' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/662541629079127887/posts/default/6021911616169438298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/662541629079127887/posts/default/6021911616169438298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mumscomms.blogspot.com/2008/03/prelude-to-my-cruise-trip.html' title='Prelude to my Cruise Trip'/><author><name>Mummy Barney</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/R-duopf5rtI/AAAAAAAAATc/4USUBfU_Kjo/s72-c/CIMG0993.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-662541629079127887.post-2046710968833010954</id><published>2008-03-15T12:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-24T14:32:47.991+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Heroic Rendezvous - Any Resemblance?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/R-dHe5f5roI/AAAAAAAAAS0/8RrZY2lnOJA/s1600-h/CIMG0869.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181188492469317250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/R-dHe5f5roI/AAAAAAAAAS0/8RrZY2lnOJA/s320/CIMG0869.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/R-dHKpf5rnI/AAAAAAAAASs/WTG8X4aZ6J4/s1600-h/CIMG0868.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181188144576966258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/R-dHKpf5rnI/AAAAAAAAASs/WTG8X4aZ6J4/s320/CIMG0868.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181191095219498690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/R-dJ2Zf5rsI/AAAAAAAAATU/VfCzY3UK0rQ/s320/CIMG0870.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Saw these dolls on display at The Central @ Clarke Quay after setting up for one of my external events. My colleagues, Barlalee and Barlyson both exclaimed in unison that Regine looks exactly like this...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does she? Perhaps I should just market Gine as the 'live mascot'...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181190261995843234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/R-dJF5f5rqI/AAAAAAAAATE/O2ayfeMTQH8/s320/CIMG0821.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/662541629079127887-2046710968833010954?l=mumscomms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mumscomms.blogspot.com/feeds/2046710968833010954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=662541629079127887&amp;postID=2046710968833010954' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/662541629079127887/posts/default/2046710968833010954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/662541629079127887/posts/default/2046710968833010954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mumscomms.blogspot.com/2008/03/heroic-rendezvous-any-resemblance.html' title='Heroic Rendezvous - Any Resemblance?'/><author><name>Mummy Barney</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/R-dHe5f5roI/AAAAAAAAAS0/8RrZY2lnOJA/s72-c/CIMG0869.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-662541629079127887.post-6571620984570366363</id><published>2008-03-07T16:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-10T17:27:27.972+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Escalator Rules - Excuse me, I am just a KID!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/R9T4sPhy8LI/AAAAAAAAASk/nRN6h0lqjW0/s1600-h/escalator.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176035310721757362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/R9T4sPhy8LI/AAAAAAAAASk/nRN6h0lqjW0/s320/escalator.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Took time off from work so as to beat the working crowd at the IT Show @ Suntec Convention Hall. Unfortunately, by the time we reached there (about 4:30pm), the place was already congested and we decided to head downtown to Ngee Ann City instead.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;While on our way up to the 5th floor via the escalator, saw this ex-TCS artiste, Axxrew Seow who was standing right in front of me while Hubby was holding on to my less than 2-year old daughter, Regine's hand tightly, one step behind me. I kept turning myself around, making sure that Regine behaved herself and did not play around the escalator. At that time, was wondering why AS kept staring at us in our direction...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Just as we were about to go on to the next flight of escalator, AS started to talk to the guy who has been standing behind Hubby and Regine. It was until now that I realised they actually knew each other. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AS: Isn't there a KEEP LEFT rule for all escalators?&lt;br /&gt;Guy: But he has a kid beside him.&lt;br /&gt;AS: So what if he has a kid? What logic is that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I was totally bewildered and perturbed by his comments as I did not even realise the guy behind us knew AS. Even if we did not keep to the left and you were in fact rushing off for some important appointments, don't you adults have a mouth that you can open up and ask to be 'excused'? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/662541629079127887-6571620984570366363?l=mumscomms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mumscomms.blogspot.com/feeds/6571620984570366363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=662541629079127887&amp;postID=6571620984570366363' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/662541629079127887/posts/default/6571620984570366363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/662541629079127887/posts/default/6571620984570366363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mumscomms.blogspot.com/2008/03/escalator-rules-excuse-me-i-am-just-kid.html' title='Escalator Rules - Excuse me, I am just a KID!!'/><author><name>Mummy Barney</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/R9T4sPhy8LI/AAAAAAAAASk/nRN6h0lqjW0/s72-c/escalator.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-662541629079127887.post-1314893981510533179</id><published>2008-03-06T17:15:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-06T17:45:21.179+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Our New Suzuki SX4</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Despite not much pay increment (and bonus too!!) and ever-increasing food and petrol prices (aka inflation), both my hubby and I decided to change our 3-year old Hyundai Getz to a new Suzuki SX4 recently. Well, speculated that COE prices will increase eventually with the reduction in the supply in April 2008, we decided to sign on the dotted line for the car deal before Chinese New Year!! Guess we have made the right choice (check out the &lt;a href="http://www.onemotoring.com.sg/publish/onemotoring/en.html"&gt;March COE prices&lt;/a&gt;!!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Finally able to collect our new SX4 and decided to take half a day off from work. Yippee!! But also time to tighten our belts on our other expenses: Less dining at restaurants, less food, less fanciful toys and books for Regine and less Coffee breaks!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;And guess what, Hubby was so excited about collecting the new SX4 from the Toyota Borneos workshop situated next to the wharf that he spent almost an hour, checking the car thoroughly. Brought back memories of Dad and Mum who were always so excited about new cars. Remembered how Dad refused to drive his Mitsubishi Lancer back when they accompanied me to collect my yellow Hyundai Getz 3 years ago (and they did not mind squeezing into the much smaller car) and in the end, Greg's Mummy had to drive Dad's car back alone!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Check out our new Nocturne Blue Metallic SX4...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174559379989372642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/R8-6VxFunuI/AAAAAAAAASM/O5Cj20osutc/s320/CIMG0856.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174559633392443122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/R8-6khFunvI/AAAAAAAAASU/OwVl3kp7yoQ/s320/CIMG0859.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174559916860284674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/R8-61BFunwI/AAAAAAAAASc/2BmoEWfqIt0/s320/CIMG0858.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/662541629079127887-1314893981510533179?l=mumscomms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mumscomms.blogspot.com/feeds/1314893981510533179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=662541629079127887&amp;postID=1314893981510533179' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/662541629079127887/posts/default/1314893981510533179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/662541629079127887/posts/default/1314893981510533179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mumscomms.blogspot.com/2008/03/our-new-suzuki-sx4.html' title='Our New Suzuki SX4'/><author><name>Mummy Barney</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/R8-6VxFunuI/AAAAAAAAASM/O5Cj20osutc/s72-c/CIMG0856.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-662541629079127887.post-1933444940198349644</id><published>2008-03-05T11:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-05T17:48:10.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mas Selamat - You have created HAVOC in our life!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/R85rpBFuntI/AAAAAAAAASE/jx2CN2107YA/s1600-h/selamatspotter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174191374306549458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/R85rpBFuntI/AAAAAAAAASE/jx2CN2107YA/s400/selamatspotter.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;It has been almost a week since news of Mas Selamat's escape from the Whitley Detention Centre engulfed the little island of Singapore. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;For a start, who would have remembered or have known who Mas Selamat was, if it wasn't for this nerve-breaking news that has affected the lives of many in Singapore. Well, speaking for myself, I did not even know that there is a detention centre along Whitley Road (I only know there is a Whitley Neighbourhood Police Post) even though I have grown up in this area for the past 20 odd years, passing by Whitley Road almost everyday, whether for school or for work. (Started to re-consider whether to send Regine to SCGPS now even though Dad has suggested previously. :p)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Anyways, started to ponder what will happen if Mas Selamat remains a fugitive, and continue to play hide-and-seek game with the Singapore government? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Will his escape eventually lead to economic unstability and unrest in Singapore? Or even worse, will there be another terrorist attack anywhere, anytime in any part of the world which will lead to another economic turmoil in Asia? Well, one thing for sure, Singaporeans have now stopped taking for granted that Singapore is a safe and peaceful country to live in (If Mum and Dad were still around, they would have slapped their strict curfew on me, worried that MS will harm their daughter in any way). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The manhunt for this JI terrorist has indeed affected many Singaporeans. Colleagues have been talking about him, day in day out, as if he was our long lost friend who may just pop into our office unexpectedly. Jams at the Woodlands checkpoint extended till the BKE in the evenings and affected those living in the North, including myself. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;News and updates of Mas Selamat seem to relate more to the Singaporeans, as compared to news on Malaysia elections, the U.S elections, or even the ever- increasing food and petrol prices in Singapore. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;My kudos to Police officers, gurkha and even the armed forces who have been involved in the man-hunting exercise. They have been spending much time and effort, combing various secluded areas in Singapore, including the Choa Chu Kang cemetery and the coastal areas along Lim Chu Kang. Kudos to those who have to sacrifice time for their family and even have to make alternative childcare arrangements so that they can help arrest the much WANTED man!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;But why is the REWARD pegged at only SGD$1,000 for such a DANGEROUS man? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;In fact, many Singaporeans are already playing their part to help in this massive hunt for the terrorist. Was about to leave in-law's condo in Woodlands when I noticed Mas Selamat's picture staring at me. Wow, amazing! Guess the Management Committee must be super 'on' and efficient as I could not find such notices at my HDB block noticeboard when I reached home (Excuse me, Chairmen and Chair ladies of Resident Committees, time to wake up and contribute as well!!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Just hope that Mas Selamat will be captured soon so that we can return to our normal lifestyle. And for whoever has spotted a suspicious man, in any way looks like Mas Selamat (in whatever disguise you can find above), DO NOT PANIC, just walk away and call 999!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/662541629079127887-1933444940198349644?l=mumscomms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mumscomms.blogspot.com/feeds/1933444940198349644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=662541629079127887&amp;postID=1933444940198349644' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/662541629079127887/posts/default/1933444940198349644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/662541629079127887/posts/default/1933444940198349644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mumscomms.blogspot.com/2008/03/mas-selamat-you-have-created-havoc-in.html' title='Mas Selamat - You have created HAVOC in our life!'/><author><name>Mummy Barney</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/R85rpBFuntI/AAAAAAAAASE/jx2CN2107YA/s72-c/selamatspotter.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-662541629079127887.post-6427475445725057581</id><published>2008-02-25T17:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-25T17:57:12.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I for I-yo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Every morning, while Hubby drives Gine to school, Mummy Barney will sit with her at the rear. In order to keep her occupied through the journey, will revise her Zoo-phonics (which she has learnt last year at GUG). Recently, after she has started her Shichida class, Mummy Barney will also test Regine on her ABCs and Numbers 1 to 20. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Nearly fell off my chair and just couldn't stop smiling to myself after this: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;MB: A for? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Regine: Apple&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;MB: B for? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Regine: Ball&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And she goes on with C for Cat, D for Dog, E for eee (still can't pronounce elephant), F for fish, G for Goat, H for Horse and...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;MB: I for? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Regine: &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I-yo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Guess I must have said 'Aiyo' so many times at home that Regine is being conditioned that way...Sigh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170853019001489570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/R8KPbKdXCKI/AAAAAAAAARc/EFgl50Nsl3k/s400/CIMG0702.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/662541629079127887-6427475445725057581?l=mumscomms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mumscomms.blogspot.com/feeds/6427475445725057581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=662541629079127887&amp;postID=6427475445725057581' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/662541629079127887/posts/default/6427475445725057581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/662541629079127887/posts/default/6427475445725057581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mumscomms.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-for-i-yo.html' title='I for I-yo'/><author><name>Mummy Barney</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/R8KPbKdXCKI/AAAAAAAAARc/EFgl50Nsl3k/s72-c/CIMG0702.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-662541629079127887.post-891716463813155199</id><published>2008-02-24T15:56:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-05T16:19:00.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chingay at the Heartlands 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;It was the first time that the Chingay Parade was brought to the HDB Heartlands this year and there was much publicity about this, starting from the end of last year. Thought Dad would have been much excited about this if he was still around...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174167734806552210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/R85WJBFunpI/AAAAAAAAARk/i0Lv6yT0CeA/s400/DSC00107.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Luckily, we managed to catch the Parade even though we have travelled all the way east to Pasir Ris Park in the evening. While on our way back, decided to detour and drove to in-laws' place and there they were, the float procession just started on the opposite side of the road!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Hubby then decided to drive via Woodlands Dr 12 and we managed to catch the parade again, this time right along Admiralty Drive (the estate where we are staying). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174168254497595058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/R85WnRFunrI/AAAAAAAAAR0/i-VZu38bwF4/s400/DSC00111.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Both of us decided to quickly park our car and rushed our way, carrying Regine to the other side of our estate to catch a glimpse of the float the second time (Guess we must be crazy!!). Phew! Managed to arrive way before the floats and residents have already lined the 2 sides of the road, waiting patiently. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;This time round, we got close enough to the floats and waved to the MPs (as if they were S'pore Idols lo!!). Ironically, just as the last float drove past us, saw an ambulance following closely behind and trying to get past its way through the slow- moving floats. Hmm...perhaps it was real emergency but everyone got so engrossed in the procession that the urgency of the ambulance was clearly ignored!! Time to be more sensitive to the real-time circumstances, everyone!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174168761303736002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/R85XExFunsI/AAAAAAAAAR8/_Q4V28nQUrQ/s400/DSC00109.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/662541629079127887-891716463813155199?l=mumscomms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mumscomms.blogspot.com/feeds/891716463813155199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=662541629079127887&amp;postID=891716463813155199' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/662541629079127887/posts/default/891716463813155199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/662541629079127887/posts/default/891716463813155199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mumscomms.blogspot.com/2008/02/chingay-at-heartlands-2008.html' title='Chingay at the Heartlands 2008'/><author><name>Mummy Barney</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/R85WJBFunpI/AAAAAAAAARk/i0Lv6yT0CeA/s72-c/DSC00107.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-662541629079127887.post-4504482684307880891</id><published>2008-02-23T17:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-25T17:48:13.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time for a Diet</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Eversince Mum passed away last June, have been missing her excellent cooking and delicious food such as Curry Chicken, Ngor Hiang, Steam Fish, Sayur Lodeh (mum knew it's my favourite and could finish half a pot during my pregnancy) and the list goes on...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Should have lost more weight after Mum was gone, since I am no longer able to eat these delicious food and dinner is never a sumptuous affair at in-laws' place every weekday night. Ironically, seem to have put on more weight since late last year and have finally found out the real reason behind my weight gain!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Fantastic, marvellous, delicious, yummy cooking of mine during the weekends. This was what I have cooked for lunch during the weekend - Unagi, Crabmeat and Ham Noodles!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170849634567260306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/R8KMWKdXCJI/AAAAAAAAARU/IlzT47xnNBo/s400/CIMG0851.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And came up with this dish while I was bathing, right after I settled Regine in her afternoon nap. Managed to spice up the soup with sherry wine vinegar and completed cooking this in just 20 minutes! Simply proud of myself!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/662541629079127887-4504482684307880891?l=mumscomms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mumscomms.blogspot.com/feeds/4504482684307880891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=662541629079127887&amp;postID=4504482684307880891' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/662541629079127887/posts/default/4504482684307880891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/662541629079127887/posts/default/4504482684307880891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mumscomms.blogspot.com/2008/02/time-for-diet.html' title='Time for a Diet'/><author><name>Mummy Barney</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/R8KMWKdXCJI/AAAAAAAAARU/IlzT47xnNBo/s72-c/CIMG0851.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-662541629079127887.post-1595003542670602023</id><published>2008-02-19T17:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-25T17:33:54.035+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Technology, New Lifestyle - My New iPod Touch</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/R8KFDqdXCII/AAAAAAAAARM/0ClGG7Y73cw/s1600-h/ipodtouch-hero.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170841620158285954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/R8KFDqdXCII/AAAAAAAAARM/0ClGG7Y73cw/s400/ipodtouch-hero.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Quarelled with hubby last week over some trivial matters (maybe it's not trivial afterall). Anyway, guess he must have felt guilty and gave me a surprise that night. Asked Regine to pass me a box wrapped with a piece of paper which Gine had doodled on and commented that it was my long overdue birthday present! (Yes, even though it has been more than a month). Hubby must have bought the iPod Touch as a pressie for our wedding anniversary and Valentine's Day as well (how economical!!).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;When I finally opened up the pressie, was overwhelmed with excitement (but of course had to show some composure). At least, it was something useful and what I have secretly wished for...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Well, would say that iPod has finally gave me the opportunity to catch up on some entertainment!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hubby was nice enough to help me download movies and songs (though I tried to but gave up after it took quite a while and decided not to sacrifice my beauty sleep). Or perhaps he was feeling guilty (again??) that he managed to catch a movie in the cinema, without me?? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Anyway, I simply applause the advancement of technology and definitely am grateful to those who invented iPod Touch. I was able to finish watching the movie 'Atonement' in a night, in the comfort of my four-poster bed, with the air-conditioner switched on and with my 'sticky' daughter sleeping soundly, right beside me. One feature that is commendable is that I do not have to restart watching the movie again, should there be any interruptions and I have to stop in the midst (unlike VCD or DVD). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Guess I look forward to more movie nights and of course, iPod has many other functions that definitely help you to unwind amidst your stressful lifestyle nowadays...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/662541629079127887-1595003542670602023?l=mumscomms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mumscomms.blogspot.com/feeds/1595003542670602023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=662541629079127887&amp;postID=1595003542670602023' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/662541629079127887/posts/default/1595003542670602023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/662541629079127887/posts/default/1595003542670602023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mumscomms.blogspot.com/2008/02/new-technology-new-lifestyle-my-new.html' title='New Technology, New Lifestyle - My New iPod Touch'/><author><name>Mummy Barney</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/R8KFDqdXCII/AAAAAAAAARM/0ClGG7Y73cw/s72-c/ipodtouch-hero.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-662541629079127887.post-8951669575622044297</id><published>2008-02-09T16:54:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-22T18:12:31.342+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chinese New Year - A New Experience?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Have not been celebrating Chinese New Year for the past 2 years, since Mum and Dad passed away, one after the other over these 2 years. Guess CNY will never ever be the same for me again since their demise, no more yummy Or Ni (Yam paste), delicious home made ngor hiang (wu xiang) and of course no more jerami (poker cards) with Mum and Dad. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This year, just happened to be surfing the web, trying to find out the places of interest that will stay open during this festive season. Anyway, came across Fullerton Hotel's promotional package and decided to organise a 'family retreat'. No nice home cooked food nor noisy relatives gathering (asking when you are getting married or planning for your 2nd child etc etc). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Peaceful and relaxing New Year, with extremely close view of the fireworks display just below our hotel room (along Esplanade Drive). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169729537161234498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/R76Rn6dXCEI/AAAAAAAAAQs/tUb0Ro5Oru0/s400/CIMG0833.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hubby with Regine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169735975317211250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/R76XeqdXCHI/AAAAAAAAARE/uE2J_RPkjQY/s400/CIMG0823.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Bro-in-law with Greg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169735593065121890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/R76XIadXCGI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/ABtqKIUKYhA/s400/CIMG0828.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sis with Gareth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I guess all 3 of us had a common thought in our mind, how we wish our parents were with us at that point of time, welcoming the new year with a broad happy smile on their faces...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-2b815c9532e84eff" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v20.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D2b815c9532e84eff%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331578983%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D42F97C3B29F8B137E3917097458DAACA934C0216.5577BAE68E73CD70EE0A73D6FC74D407FE4A38A7%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D2b815c9532e84eff%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DMEjSuUGK1H5Af83boiixtXzw_tA&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v20.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D2b815c9532e84eff%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331578983%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D42F97C3B29F8B137E3917097458DAACA934C0216.5577BAE68E73CD70EE0A73D6FC74D407FE4A38A7%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D2b815c9532e84eff%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DMEjSuUGK1H5Af83boiixtXzw_tA&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/662541629079127887-8951669575622044297?l=mumscomms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=2b815c9532e84eff&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mumscomms.blogspot.com/feeds/8951669575622044297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=662541629079127887&amp;postID=8951669575622044297' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/662541629079127887/posts/default/8951669575622044297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/662541629079127887/posts/default/8951669575622044297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mumscomms.blogspot.com/2008/02/chinese-new-year-new-experience.html' title='Chinese New Year - A New Experience?'/><author><name>Mummy Barney</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/R76Rn6dXCEI/AAAAAAAAAQs/tUb0Ro5Oru0/s72-c/CIMG0833.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-662541629079127887.post-8742905113907707841</id><published>2008-01-12T16:23:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-22T16:53:39.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Idle Saturday at Toa Payoh</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Enrolled Regine in Shichida class since last year and only managed to get a place for her at Toa Payoh HDB Hub after much hassle (arguing and fighting for the best day and time slot). Finally started her class on 5 January and can feel the stress as parents tend to compare their kids with others, especially since her classmates are more or less, of the same age as her (born in Jan - Mar 06). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Unfortunately, still getting used to the new class schedule (as she attended Sat morning class at GUG previously) and had been late for her Shichida classes for the past 2 weeks. Guess Mummy Barney has to put in more effort and Regine got so upset when I told her that Daddy will accompany her to class today (Started crying as she was walking to her class). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;In the end, I have to sit in with her (guess Mummy B bonds better with her) through the hour-long class, blurred when the teacher flashed the cards at such fast speed. Hopefully, Gine will not feel the stress from me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Decided to bring her for some fun after her class. Remembered those motorised cars for children where they can ride round the small 'park'. Mum and Dad used to bring Edwin (my eldest nephew) when he was a toddler. Haha, and with new technology, now they have remote-controlled cars. Hubby and Gine were so exhilarated since he can play with remote control car while Gine can ride in it. And Mummy Barney, hee hee, sat there, enjoying her Coffee Bean Ice Blended Ultimate...Slurp! Slurp! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169723674530875410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/R76MSqdXCBI/AAAAAAAAAQU/mGHtKiasiG8/s400/CIMG0814.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169724447624988722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/R76M_qdXCDI/AAAAAAAAAQk/Loi5zGklHPw/s400/CIMG0818.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Memories of Dad and Mum again. How I wish they can see how Regine has grown! How I wish they can play with Regine again. How I wish I can see Dad's and Mum's smile again...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169724104027605026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/R76MrqdXCCI/AAAAAAAAAQc/wFDiw6E56Pw/s400/CIMG0817.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Many wishes...none of which can come true though... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/662541629079127887-8742905113907707841?l=mumscomms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mumscomms.blogspot.com/feeds/8742905113907707841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=662541629079127887&amp;postID=8742905113907707841' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/662541629079127887/posts/default/8742905113907707841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/662541629079127887/posts/default/8742905113907707841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mumscomms.blogspot.com/2008/01/idle-saturday-at-toa-payoh.html' title='Idle Saturday at Toa Payoh'/><author><name>Mummy Barney</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/R76MSqdXCBI/AAAAAAAAAQU/mGHtKiasiG8/s72-c/CIMG0814.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-662541629079127887.post-5152454861719901270</id><published>2008-01-04T13:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-21T16:37:17.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'>B-Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Time and tide really waits for no man, nor woman...I guess...Almost reaching mid-thirties (Glad to be still under 35...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Forgot all about my lunar birthday. Only recalled on my birthday itself. Well, guess there wasn't anyone, nor will there be anyone in the future, who will call me on my mobile to remind me of my lunar birthday and to go home for my longevity noodles and egg (in sweet syrup). Sorta missed mum and her regular calls...Sob! Sob!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Anyway, no mood to celebrate my birthday. Just glad that people around me remembered this special day...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My siblings, who sent their well wishes to me early in the morning...Even received an e-card from my nephew, Edwin (guess he must have spent much time deciding on the cutest card for me) when I logged into my email...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My uni classmate whom I have not contacted for quite some time. So touched...Well, true friends are hard to come by...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My JC friend who sent her well-wishes at 12:04am, still touched though she has missed my b-day by 4 minutes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The intern in my previous job whom I have spent special moments with...May not have kept in touch with him for the past years but he will always send me an e-card every year...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Well, guess my biggest surprise was when I discovered what have happened when I reached my office...See for yourself what my GOOD colleagues have done!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157839271759898290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/R5RTfYHO5rI/AAAAAAAAAP0/VX7v_wa25kY/s400/CIMG0806.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157845744275613410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/R5RZYIHO5uI/AAAAAAAAAQM/jrAoDgY45rI/s400/CIMG0807.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157839920299960018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/R5RUFIHO5tI/AAAAAAAAAQE/hI6xVwJhaQY/s400/CIMG0808.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/662541629079127887-5152454861719901270?l=mumscomms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mumscomms.blogspot.com/feeds/5152454861719901270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=662541629079127887&amp;postID=5152454861719901270' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/662541629079127887/posts/default/5152454861719901270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/662541629079127887/posts/default/5152454861719901270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mumscomms.blogspot.com/2008/01/b-day.html' title='B-Day'/><author><name>Mummy Barney</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/R5RTfYHO5rI/AAAAAAAAAP0/VX7v_wa25kY/s72-c/CIMG0806.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-662541629079127887.post-8311243569031668837</id><published>2007-12-31T14:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-08T18:00:16.432+08:00</updated><title type='text'>December</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Though December has 31 days, it always seem to be a short month. Partly because of the public holidays, the atmosphere in office (with so many people clearing their leave) and year-end party mood...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Just a summary of what I have done in this month...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153028079459689986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/R4M7vIHO5gI/AAAAAAAAAOc/kN943JaRryk/s320/CIMG0694.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Managed to take a photo with Greg's Mummy before she gave birth...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Brought Gine to watch Elmo Show on its very last day (almost forgot all about it)...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153041479757653666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/R4NH7IHO5qI/AAAAAAAAAPs/jixeOifAV0g/s400/ELMO.bmp" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hubby did not want to join us for the show and stood afar. Shocked when he came rushing in during the photo taking session with Elmo and gang...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153032580585416226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/R4M_1IHO5iI/AAAAAAAAAOs/siTa7r1_Pxk/s320/CIMG0748.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Attended Cousin Pegan's wedding at Grand Copthorne Waterfront with Gine and Hubby. Gine's 1st wedding dinner since her birth. Still quite well-behaved and Mum's relatives were fascinated with Gine and her dress (which hubby bought during his US trip in early part of the year)...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153033074506655282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/R4NAR4HO5jI/AAAAAAAAAO0/49yKRvfx-co/s320/CIMG0749.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Gine had her last lessons at GUG which ended with a Christmas party for all kids...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Look at how well-mannered Gine was. Waited for all Gor-gor and Jie-Jie to finish their painting before she asked Teacher Ereen to do it on her face (as what Teacher Herly did during National Day celebrations)...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153036269962323522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/R4NDL4HO5kI/AAAAAAAAAO8/e7nwbONLyBI/s320/GUG+face+painting.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Then it was food, and more food for the kids in her class...chocolate cake from Bakerzin, nuggets from Mac and the list goes on...Yummy!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153040474735306386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/R4NHAoHO5pI/AAAAAAAAAPk/SXcSpC_nlEo/s320/GUG+Xmas+party.bmp" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Photo-taking time. Managed to get Gine to take photo with her GUG Teachers...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153038885597406818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/R4NFkIHO5mI/AAAAAAAAAPM/GVdXOH2lc_0/s320/CIMG0789.JPG" border="0" /&gt;  &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Teacher Ereen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153038653669172818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/R4NFWoHO5lI/AAAAAAAAAPE/MCKLTB40hCY/s320/CIMG0783.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Teacher Russell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Towards the end of the month, more parties at friends' house and met up with the next generation...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153039315094136434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/R4NF9IHO5nI/AAAAAAAAAPU/YcUAbmBzm0s/s320/CIMG0796.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Gine with Sock Har's sons and Cicai's daughter (Raeanne) @ Aunty Wai Mun's house&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153039869144917634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/R4NGdYHO5oI/AAAAAAAAAPc/0eKyAeywOZQ/s320/CIMG0799.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Gine with Raeanne and SiQi (Wenjia's daughter) @ Uncle Qinghui's Castle (Castle Green)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Happy New Year and Welcome 2008!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/662541629079127887-8311243569031668837?l=mumscomms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mumscomms.blogspot.com/feeds/8311243569031668837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=662541629079127887&amp;postID=8311243569031668837' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/662541629079127887/posts/default/8311243569031668837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/662541629079127887/posts/default/8311243569031668837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mumscomms.blogspot.com/2007/12/december_31.html' title='December'/><author><name>Mummy Barney</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/R4M7vIHO5gI/AAAAAAAAAOc/kN943JaRryk/s72-c/CIMG0694.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-662541629079127887.post-1988595462815010055</id><published>2007-11-29T17:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-02T17:51:36.278+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby and Babysitting</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Greg's Mummy was supposed due to give birth on 25 Nov but I guess her womb must be so comfy that Baby Gareth refused to come out. Finally her gynae advised her to induce and she decided to choose 29 Nov. I gladly volunteered to take a day off work and help her babysit Greg at her house without second thoughts since he could not go back to childcare cos of HFMD cases (Well, without Pa and Ma around, guess we have to help each other). Check out &lt;a href="http://marinayapmn.blogspot.com/2007/11/my-second-baby-has-arrived.html"&gt;Greg's Mummy's blog on her "birth-giving" experience...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Brought Gine along (since she loves her 'Yiyi gorgor") to Greg's house @ Sengkang. Thought I can leave the two kids to the two maids while I read the papers and relack. I was terrible wrong. In the end, have to entertain Greg while taking care of Gine (constipation again!!!). When I finally managed to settle both of them for their afternoon nap, I was dead tired!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150812417500833202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/R3tcmoHO5bI/AAAAAAAAAN0/MZ44oMEq3bU/s320/CIMG0704.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Gine at her Yiyi's house @ Sengkang, self-entertained&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;When both woke up at about 3 plus, decided to bring them to Marina Square to catch Barney Live Show. Greg was so excited about catching Barney live and Yanti did not have much problems handling him. But alas, when I reached there, realised that there wasn't any 5pm show that day. In the end, had to have early dinner before queuing up at 545pm to be able to take a photo with Barney after the show. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150812705263642050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/R3tc3YHO5cI/AAAAAAAAAN8/p-JT9Tm7qZU/s320/CIMG0712.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150812907127104978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/R3tdDIHO5dI/AAAAAAAAAOE/jyk3Rrjiqsw/s320/CIMG0714.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150813173415077346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/R3tdSoHO5eI/AAAAAAAAAOM/V-4GT7zTU_w/s320/CIMG0716.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Gine fell asleep while waiting but luckily woke up in time to see her beloved Barney (Bet she thought she must be dreaming!). Hubby came to meet us at MS but did not join us. After the show, quickly rush to queue to take a photo with Barney (guess Mummy Barney was also excited!! ha!ha!). When it was finally our turn and I was preparing to flash my brightest smile for the camera, suddenly Greg started crying. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;After the photo shoot, asked him why he cried and he replied: " I was afraid that Barney will eat me up!!!" Amused... Guess Greg have never ever thought that he will be able to see and touch the big, real Barney and was surprised and shocked when Barney tried to hug him during the photoshoot...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150813439703049714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/R3tdiIHO5fI/AAAAAAAAAOU/NQtNUpb51FY/s320/CIMG0717.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Greg's struggle with Barney&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/662541629079127887-1988595462815010055?l=mumscomms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mumscomms.blogspot.com/feeds/1988595462815010055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=662541629079127887&amp;postID=1988595462815010055' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/662541629079127887/posts/default/1988595462815010055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/662541629079127887/posts/default/1988595462815010055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mumscomms.blogspot.com/2007/11/baby-and-babysitting.html' title='Baby and Babysitting'/><author><name>Mummy Barney</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/R3tcmoHO5bI/AAAAAAAAAN0/MZ44oMEq3bU/s72-c/CIMG0704.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-662541629079127887.post-1650637338460460716</id><published>2007-11-19T16:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-26T16:42:31.658+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Diary of Regine's 1st School Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Dear Mummy,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mummy, I guess you must have been thinking of me for the whole morning. I miss you too! I have lots to tell you, let me share with you what I’ve been doing in school since morning. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148195403733066978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/R3IQcYHO5OI/AAAAAAAAAMM/zAn72JvpUBk/s320/CIMG0679.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148195914834175218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/R3IQ6IHO5PI/AAAAAAAAAMU/oZYk8hH7lJE/s320/CIMG0681.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was having fun at our outdoor activity time, but I began to cry for you when it’s time for us to come back into the class. I stood at the door, refused to go along with my teachers or friends. Ms Lim came up to me and hugged me, she asked me to stop crying and talk to her, to tell her what I want. I’m a big girl and I understood. I stopped crying, pointed to the door and called for mummy. “Mummy come, mummy bao bao”. Ms Lim understood, and she sat down with me at the door, spent some time talking with me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148196700813190434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/R3IRn4HO5SI/AAAAAAAAAMs/QHSf9Gksd_w/s320/CIMG0686.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;After a while, I stood up and began to walk around in the school, looking for you. Ms Lim followed me around until I finally understood that mummy is really not hiding anywhere here. She brought me back to class to join my friends at work. I stood from afar and observe them for a while. Teacher understands that I might feel shy and uncomfortable to join into the group, she stood by my side, and explained to me what my friends were doing. Though I did not take the initiative to approach them, but when Teacher Hidaya offered me the plate and pegs, I took it immediately. I joined my friends at table to do some pegging work. Mummy, I pegged 2 pegs onto the plate you know!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s time for lunch. But I’m getting a little sleepy, and started to think of you again. After I came out from the toilet, I went over to the door and whined for you. I started to cry when brought back to the meal table in my class, all my friends looked at me in amaze, and 2 of them began to cry too. Teacher brought me to another table to have my lunch so that my emotions will not affect my friends. I had half a bowl of rice with chicken &amp;amp; vege soup. While waiting for the rest to finish their lunch, I almost dozed off. Upon seeing that, teacher brought me to get cleaned up 1st so that I can get to sleep earlier. Guess to blame it on my sleepiness, I was quite grouchy. As I wasn’t perspiring much, teacher decided not to shower me, she cleaned me up with wet towel, changed my diapers and clothes. I fell fast asleep upon lying down on the mattress. I slept much earlier than my friends, from 12pm to 1pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 1pm, after I woke up, teacher offered me my milk. I finished all 200ml. Guess what? I lay on my mattress throughout to finish my milk! As my friends were all still sleeping, teacher sat my by side at my mattress where she read me some books. In between, I did whine a little for you occasionally when I thought of you. But my frequency in intervals slowly reduced. At 3pm when all friends woke up, I followed them in dragging our mattress to keep. We then went on to have our music session where I played solo, duet on the keyboard with friends. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148197491087172946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/R3ISV4HO5VI/AAAAAAAAANE/ffhdkm797HI/s320/CIMG0689.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148197289223710018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/R3ISKIHO5UI/AAAAAAAAAM8/89uAwFsC3GM/s320/CIMG0688.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148197074475345202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/R3IR9oHO5TI/AAAAAAAAAM0/RsQ530zHQHI/s320/CIMG0687.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;At 3pm when all friends woke up, I followed them in dragging our mattress to keep. We then went on to have our music session where I played solo, duet on the keyboard with friends. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148196421640316178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/R3IRXoHO5RI/AAAAAAAAAMk/i6JqpshX-aA/s320/CIMG0685.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148196155352343810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/R3IRIIHO5QI/AAAAAAAAAMc/Z5_5rzkwIRQ/s320/CIMG0684.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 3.30pm, snack time! I beautifully settled myself with friends at the meal table, had some cakes and water. I fed myself, and sat at the table throughout my meal you know. Not too sure what we will be doing after snack, but I shall stop here. Maybe teacher can update you more later when you pick me up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss you&lt;br /&gt;Your dearest Regine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Written by Ms Lim, Vice-Principal of TLL Learning Vision&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/662541629079127887-1650637338460460716?l=mumscomms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mumscomms.blogspot.com/feeds/1650637338460460716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=662541629079127887&amp;postID=1650637338460460716' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/662541629079127887/posts/default/1650637338460460716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/662541629079127887/posts/default/1650637338460460716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mumscomms.blogspot.com/2007/11/diary-of-regines-1st-school-day.html' title='Diary of Regine&apos;s 1st School Day'/><author><name>Mummy Barney</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/R3IQcYHO5OI/AAAAAAAAAMM/zAn72JvpUBk/s72-c/CIMG0679.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-662541629079127887.post-2978376985466485750</id><published>2007-11-15T17:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-26T16:52:57.384+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Childcare for Regine</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;In life, there is no impermanence. Changes occur any time, any where...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Decided to put Regine in full day child care after FIL's condition did not improve. Well, guess there is always THE FIRST TIME...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148199591326180706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/R3IUQIHO5WI/AAAAAAAAANM/AJzoP6DCuEk/s320/CIMG0676.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Had brought Regine to the centre to get her accustomed to the new environment at the childcare centre at TLL last Saturday when they had their open house. Managed to leave her alone with the teachers while I attended a talk in another room. No cries, no shrieks, but partly because my maid was around then.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;First day at school seemed exciting for Regine. She was fascinated by the playground and kept pulling me towards that direction. Tried all the different tricycles available there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148200016527943026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/R3IUo4HO5XI/AAAAAAAAANU/aRTTnLfiYMY/s320/CIMG0677.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148200325765588354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/R3IU64HO5YI/AAAAAAAAANc/8r2KmWpo-Sc/s320/CIMG0678.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Loved the playground. Loved the different toys available. Loved the various story books to keep her occupied. Loved her new Elmo bag. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148200570578724242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/R3IVJIHO5ZI/AAAAAAAAANk/K47JFbpUm1w/s320/CIMG0682.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Guess Gine was not even aware that she will be spending most of her days here while Daddy and Mummy are working. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148200841161663906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/R3IVY4HO5aI/AAAAAAAAANs/FPpciI07tDo/s320/CIMG0683.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;No more Barney shows, day-in, day-out. No more eggs and biscuits in the morning at Nai Nai's house. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Everything is so systematic and Gine has to follow the schedule and adhere to the school rules:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;9am - 9:30am - Playground time (Water play on Fridays)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;9:30am - 10am - Wash up and water (all children are made to sit round the table to drink water)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;10am - 11am - Lesson time (where Teachers will teach them new knowledge - songs, nursery rhymes, story time, art &amp;amp; craft etc)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;11am - Lunch &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;12 noon - Wash up and prepare for nap&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;By 12.30pm, most of the kids would have fallen asleep. For those on half day programmes, their parents would have picked them by then.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;3pm - Wake up and wash up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;3.30pm - Tea break&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;4pm - Free time (where the kids will play with toys, play dough, cooking etc)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Most of the parents will start picking their kids up from the child care, starting from 4:30pm (since they are researchers and their working hours are more flexible). Poor gine, she will always be the last or the 2nd last kid there whenever I pick her up (though there are other infants around in the infant room). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Guess Gine needs more time to adapt to her new life in childcare and I believe she can do it (Well, she definitely has the genes of Mummy Barney :P)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/662541629079127887-2978376985466485750?l=mumscomms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mumscomms.blogspot.com/feeds/2978376985466485750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=662541629079127887&amp;postID=2978376985466485750' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/662541629079127887/posts/default/2978376985466485750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/662541629079127887/posts/default/2978376985466485750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mumscomms.blogspot.com/2007/11/childcare-for-regine.html' title='Childcare for Regine'/><author><name>Mummy Barney</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/R3IUQIHO5WI/AAAAAAAAANM/AJzoP6DCuEk/s72-c/CIMG0676.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-662541629079127887.post-8505016691537215352</id><published>2007-11-10T17:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-30T17:30:22.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yet another indoor playground - Orchid Country Club</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Told you Greg Mummy was getting crazy over indoor playground. Found out about O'Kidspot at Orchid Country Club from her and both of us met on Saturday morning. Gigantic but not as easy to climb upwards to the slide though. Well, guess it became part of my workout regime nowadays since I have stopped jogging since...Unfortunately, our domestic helpers got bruised while sliding down with the younger ones. Hey, we are not those Mummies who just sit around and let our young children play with our helpers. We experience what our children go through as well, though it was a bit difficult for Greg Mummy, even if she wants to (I know her too well). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Will just let the photos tell a thousand words. Read more from &lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://marinayapmn.blogspot.com/2007/11/okids-spot-on-saturday-morning.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt; if you want to...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sharing some more photos...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138561637469573250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/R0_WlYHS0II/AAAAAAAAAL0/bWnBEg27slc/s320/CIMG0669.JPG" border="0" /&gt;A Feminine Gine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138562165750550674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/R0_XEIHS0JI/AAAAAAAAAL8/dYt8V1rw_ak/s320/CIMG0671.JPG" border="0" /&gt;A Masculine Greg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138562530822770850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/R0_XZYHS0KI/AAAAAAAAAME/nMNFfgnjUcg/s320/CIMG0673.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;What can I eat here?? (Lunch at OCC cafe after play)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/662541629079127887-8505016691537215352?l=mumscomms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mumscomms.blogspot.com/feeds/8505016691537215352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=662541629079127887&amp;postID=8505016691537215352' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/662541629079127887/posts/default/8505016691537215352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/662541629079127887/posts/default/8505016691537215352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mumscomms.blogspot.com/2007/11/yet-another-indoor-playground-orchid.html' title='Yet another indoor playground - Orchid Country Club'/><author><name>Mummy Barney</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/R0_WlYHS0II/AAAAAAAAAL0/bWnBEg27slc/s72-c/CIMG0669.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-662541629079127887.post-3647501825682479509</id><published>2007-11-08T17:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-30T17:14:16.311+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Deepavali @ Atlantis</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Think both Greg Mummy and myself are cracking our heads, trying to think of places where we can entertain both Greg and Gine. Greg mummy informed me about this new play area for young kids at Turf City and we decided to venture there on Deepavali holiday. Hubby did not join since fil was still in hospital. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;What a disappointment! Guess gotta blame the wet weather as well. As a result, the kids were not able to play at the outdoor playground (just a normal playground. Nothing fantastic though!!). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Decided to go over to Atlantis located at Delta Sports Complex. Shoot! Camera was out of battery that day. Anyway, good thing though since I can truly enjoy myself at this indoor playground, reminiscing my childhood. Find out more from &lt;a href="http://marinayapmn.blogspot.com/2007/11/rina-and-i-originally-had-arranged-to.html"&gt;Greg Mummy's blog&lt;/a&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/662541629079127887-3647501825682479509?l=mumscomms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mumscomms.blogspot.com/feeds/3647501825682479509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=662541629079127887&amp;postID=3647501825682479509' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/662541629079127887/posts/default/3647501825682479509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/662541629079127887/posts/default/3647501825682479509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mumscomms.blogspot.com/2007/11/deepavali-atlantis.html' title='Deepavali @ Atlantis'/><author><name>Mummy Barney</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-662541629079127887.post-4119920409495416234</id><published>2007-11-07T15:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-30T17:07:33.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Parents - Our Benefactor or Our Burden?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Woke up in the middle of the night yesterday and was unable to go back to sleep. While watching cute little gine, deep in her slumberland, asked myself this question - Will Gine treat me as her Benefactor or her Burden in the future? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Triggered off these thoughts after reading &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://marinayapmn.blogspot.com/2007/10/wish-i-could-turn-back-clock.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Greg's Mummy's blog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;, I guess..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Well, as a young parent myself, finally realised that being a parent is definitely not an easy task. Parents always try their utmost to provide the best for their children, regardless of the sacrifices they have to make..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;From the day of birth, mothers try to breastfeed their babies, hoping to provide the essential nutrients for a healthy baby. At toddlers stage, parents spend time teaching the young ones, hoping that they will grow up to be smart. When the young ones start schooling, parents worry about their school work and how they cope in school. At adolescence, parents worry about the company that their children mix with. And the list goes on and on...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I guess parents will worry about their children, day in and day out. Even after their children have married and set up their own individual families, their list of worries continues.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;On the other hand, is the younger generation willing to sacrifice as much to take care of their parents when they are old and sick, dependent on others for care? Does the younger generation worry about their parents' health, safety etc etc when they aged and lonely? Or, how much of their time is the younger generation willing to sacrifice to take care of their elderly parents when they fall ill? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Well, perhaps for some, they do not realise how much their parents have sacrificed to take care of them when they were young. Or, perhaps for some, they are not willing to sacrifice their wealth, their career, their carefree lifestyle etc etc in order to take care of their parents when they grow old and sick...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Which is the most important to you? Career? Wealth? Parents? Health?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I count my blessings till this day that I had wonderful parents, who were willing to sacrifice their way out for their children, till their very last day. Unfortunately, they are no longer around anymore...*Sob* Sob*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135563660102652018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/R0Uv8IHS0HI/AAAAAAAAALs/2eZGudtM4aQ/s400/_IMG_0342.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Guess this was, and will be the last family photo that I will have for my photo album...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/662541629079127887-4119920409495416234?l=mumscomms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mumscomms.blogspot.com/feeds/4119920409495416234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=662541629079127887&amp;postID=4119920409495416234' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/662541629079127887/posts/default/4119920409495416234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/662541629079127887/posts/default/4119920409495416234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mumscomms.blogspot.com/2007/11/parents-our-benefactor-or-our-burden.html' title='Parents - Our Benefactor or Our Burden?'/><author><name>Mummy Barney</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/R0Uv8IHS0HI/AAAAAAAAALs/2eZGudtM4aQ/s72-c/_IMG_0342.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-662541629079127887.post-729838325585049864</id><published>2007-11-05T18:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-06T07:40:34.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rejection</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Life is not always rosy, always filled with ups and downs...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Have you ever been rejected? Or have you ever reject someone else? How do you feel when you/ your request has been rejected?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Rejected mum's request to pay for a dinner 1st so that my brother need not foot the bill - Mum was so upset with me that she refused to talk to me for 2 whole weeks. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Did not accede to Mum's request to drive my aunt home (at Bukit Batok) after a party at Greg's Mummy's house in Sengkang - She was so agitated that she complained to almost everyone and refused to talk to me. Had to get Dad's help to ease the tension between us in the end. (Well, it was definitely out of my way (Sembawang) and I was 8 1/2 months pregnant then...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Rejected Hubby's (then boyfriend) 1st proposal in Paris, Eiffel Tower - He was definitely disappointed and apparently, I ruined his entire Europe trip back in 2003. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Rejected 2 offers to go on business trips to Las Vegas and Taiwan in 2004/2005 - Remorseful that I missed the opportunities to travel (FOC) but did not regret my decision so as to take care of Mum during her chemotherapy treatment (Anyway, thought that non-profit organizations should not splurge on such trips...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Always not easy to reject other people and of course, it doesn't feel good to be rejected. Anger, disappointment, and lots of other emotion involved. But, ultimately, rejection is not fatal, right? Perhaps, it helps everyone to see things in a different perspective. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Well, being rejected is definitely not easy and absolutely painful. But it is even more difficult to reject others, without jeopardising the relationship, isn't it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129306007327684082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/Ry70oy8LNfI/AAAAAAAAALc/WgWW7w2SxzY/s400/4095049_aaa99fc97e_m.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Is this how you feel when you are being rejected?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/662541629079127887-729838325585049864?l=mumscomms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mumscomms.blogspot.com/feeds/729838325585049864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=662541629079127887&amp;postID=729838325585049864' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/662541629079127887/posts/default/729838325585049864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/662541629079127887/posts/default/729838325585049864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mumscomms.blogspot.com/2007/11/rejection.html' title='Rejection'/><author><name>Mummy Barney</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/Ry70oy8LNfI/AAAAAAAAALc/WgWW7w2SxzY/s72-c/4095049_aaa99fc97e_m.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-662541629079127887.post-3026959245485094207</id><published>2007-10-22T16:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-02T16:27:35.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween Wigs</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Was reading &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://shopaholicpatmok.blogspot.com/2007/10/h-is-for-hair-wig-happy-birthday.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Patricia Mok's &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;blog about having fun with wigs. On Sunday, we went to Suntec Toys 'R' Us after Gine's enrichment class. Guess what we did...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128155067761505714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/Ryrd3S8LNbI/AAAAAAAAAK8/vwp6ZV84k_E/s400/CIMG0660.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;First, tried my favourite blue wig on hubby...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128155303984707010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/RyreFC8LNcI/AAAAAAAAALE/G_dKbvIOO5E/s400/CIMG0661.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Then the green and pink ones on Gine...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128155505848169938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/RyreQy8LNdI/AAAAAAAAALM/b4JpiS94p84/s400/CIMG0663.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128155733481436642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/RyreeC8LNeI/AAAAAAAAALU/PfLK8gBv-OI/s400/CIMG0664.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;How do they look? Definitely fun and entertaining putting wigs on others.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Fortunately, Mummy Barney was holding on tighly to the camera!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/662541629079127887-3026959245485094207?l=mumscomms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mumscomms.blogspot.com/feeds/3026959245485094207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=662541629079127887&amp;postID=3026959245485094207' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/662541629079127887/posts/default/3026959245485094207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/662541629079127887/posts/default/3026959245485094207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mumscomms.blogspot.com/2007/10/halloween-wigs.html' title='Halloween Wigs'/><author><name>Mummy Barney</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/Ryrd3S8LNbI/AAAAAAAAAK8/vwp6ZV84k_E/s72-c/CIMG0660.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-662541629079127887.post-5036796278431602614</id><published>2007-10-15T10:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-02T16:12:01.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekends at home</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Since father-in-law was hospitalised in early October, most weekends are now spent at home as hubby needs to be at the hospital most of the time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Well, even at home, Mummy Barney will try her best to entertain Gine and keep her amused, or rather the other way round....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Check these out...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128145562998879602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/RyrVOC8LNXI/AAAAAAAAAKc/DzC5SxeKEZY/s400/CIMG0651.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Gine with her 'Mickey Mouse' cap&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128147663237887362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/RyrXIS8LNYI/AAAAAAAAAKk/UQMkokZNJqA/s400/CIMG0652.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Gine with her 'Mickey Mouse' face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128150377657218450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/RyrZmS8LNZI/AAAAAAAAAKs/oWhGWEutwt4/s400/CIMG0658.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Genius at work, genius in the making...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128151339729892770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/RyraeS8LNaI/AAAAAAAAAK0/2lRR_XsmCiQ/s400/CIMG0659.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Warrior in disguise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Perhaps Mummy Barney got a bit over- imaginative, afterall...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/662541629079127887-5036796278431602614?l=mumscomms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mumscomms.blogspot.com/feeds/5036796278431602614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=662541629079127887&amp;postID=5036796278431602614' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/662541629079127887/posts/default/5036796278431602614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/662541629079127887/posts/default/5036796278431602614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mumscomms.blogspot.com/2007/10/weekends-at-home.html' title='Weekends at home'/><author><name>Mummy Barney</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/RyrVOC8LNXI/AAAAAAAAAKc/DzC5SxeKEZY/s72-c/CIMG0651.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-662541629079127887.post-5357781168072942671</id><published>2007-10-12T17:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-12T17:27:55.347+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Child's Hope  孩有明天</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/zgiMQDW_T0k' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/zgiMQDW_T0k'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Bored at work. Decided to visit artistes' blogs. Came across the MV for the TV drama serial "A Child's Hope" on Dasmond Koh's blog. Wow, time really flies. Almost 5 years since then...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was involved in reading through the scripts and briefing the script writers on the various child patients' stories. Hmm..sorta missing out the fun I had in my previous job but on the other hand, glad that I came out of it before mum passed away. At least I did manage to spend some time with her before she left, unlike in the past....Memories... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/662541629079127887-5357781168072942671?l=mumscomms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mumscomms.blogspot.com/feeds/5357781168072942671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=662541629079127887&amp;postID=5357781168072942671' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/662541629079127887/posts/default/5357781168072942671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/662541629079127887/posts/default/5357781168072942671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mumscomms.blogspot.com/2007/10/child-hope.html' title='A Child&amp;#39;s Hope  孩有明天'/><author><name>Mummy Barney</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-662541629079127887.post-8536907167192262096</id><published>2007-10-05T16:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-09T12:32:55.965+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Regine's Friday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Decided to bring Gine to my office today in the afternoon so that I can bring her to the newly opened &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sbg.org.sg/bukittimahcore/ChildrenGarden.asp"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Jacob Ballas's Children's Garden&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; (JBCG). Luckily brought along some of her favourite books and had some toys that were given by Barlalee to entertain her for the afternoon. Anyway, guess she prefers to walk around my office, smiling to my colleagues. Bet she was knocked out completely at 5pm when I was getting all ready to go the new Children's Garden!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118901036650039442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/Rwn9XynniJI/AAAAAAAAAJs/JDpphrsvgus/s400/CIMG0630.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Guess you will definitely envy me as my office is just up on the slope of the JBCG. In fact, can see the garden clearly from my office. So excited when I knew that its official opening was on 1 October and quickly smsed Greg's Mummy to join me. Unfortunately, she pulled out at the last minute as hubby had to travel to Jakarta over the weekend. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Luckily, Gine woke up at 5:45pm and at 6pm, we were already at the entrance. Well, impressive but a bit disappointed...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The Photosynthesis area and pumps were not working! Imagine, it was just 4 days after the official opening! So we went on to the Suspension Bridge. Too crowded and everyone tries to walk at the same time. Hubby decided not to walk over (cos of his weight), in case the suspension bridge gives way! One maid even tried pushing a pram across the bridge. My gosh! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Then we explored the Tree House. Well, had wanted to slide down with Gine but Hubby tried and commented that the slide was too steep and fast for Gine. Unfortunately, not conducive for Mummy to slide down together with Gine as I couldn't even manage to balance myself while trying to get ready for the slide. In the end, asked Hubby to come up the Tree House again to get Gine so that Mummy Barney can slide down and enjoy herself! Too fast for young kids! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118901616470624418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/Rwn95inniKI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/2RIbU0MqTMo/s400/CIMG0632.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Walked to Potting Garden. Nothing much. Continued to walk till A-Mazing Play (Can see the maze clearly from my office room). Too simple for Mummy and too big a challenge for Gine...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118901968657942706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/Rwn-OCnniLI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/KaiUBlHvBLE/s400/CIMG0634.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118902209176111298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/Rwn-cCnniMI/AAAAAAAAAKE/2rB7PuPr4tA/s400/CIMG0643.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;As for the playground, nothing much but sand around. Lots of kids, especially Caucasians. Finally, decided to let Gine go to the Waterplay area. Thought it was the safest place and perhaps, cleaner than the playground. Limited water cans where hubby have to eye for quite some time before managing to get one for Gine. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118902621492971730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/Rwn-0CnniNI/AAAAAAAAAKM/1x3S3quCM7g/s400/CIMG0648.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;As I was taking photographs of Gine enjoying the water play, hmm...something is not right!! As I turn around, spotted a piece of POO on the floor, right at the entrance of the waterplay area, dissolved in the water!!! Yucks...and quickly carried Gine to the other side. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118902814766500066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/Rwn-_SnniOI/AAAAAAAAAKU/gAjk29EE5Oo/s400/CIMG0650.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Conclusion - Don't go during weekend evenings (cos going to be overcrowded). Look out for rubbish near the waterplay area (found a piece of apple thrown on the floor as well). More suitable for children and toddlers aged 3 and above. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Grading - 3 1/2 out of 5&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/662541629079127887-8536907167192262096?l=mumscomms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mumscomms.blogspot.com/feeds/8536907167192262096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=662541629079127887&amp;postID=8536907167192262096' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/662541629079127887/posts/default/8536907167192262096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/662541629079127887/posts/default/8536907167192262096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mumscomms.blogspot.com/2007/10/regines-friday.html' title='Regine&apos;s Friday'/><author><name>Mummy Barney</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/Rwn9XynniJI/AAAAAAAAAJs/JDpphrsvgus/s72-c/CIMG0630.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-662541629079127887.post-4590261440087139481</id><published>2007-10-03T17:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-08T16:00:20.674+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cover Girl - Again!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Mother-in-law decided to take a break and travel to Chiang Mai for a holiday from Wednesday till Sunday. Last minute notice and so I had to urgently apply for leave to take care of Gine. Since nothing major going on in office, decided to bring her for her 18th month jab (since she just turned 18 mths last Sept). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sensible girl, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://marinayapmn.blogspot.com/2007/10/does-it-run-in-my-family.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;guess it runs in my family, as Greg's Mummy blogs about it previously&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;...Didn't wail as the needle was poked into her thigh. Or perhaps Mummy Barney hugged her very closely and so she felt protected. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Unfortunately, this time round, Gine was slightly feverish after her jab. Luckily, had already gotten a day of child sick leave. So, was away from office again on Thursday. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;When I finally went back to office on Friday afternoon, haa...haaa... got to be Cover Girl again, this time, its for IMH latest issue of newsletter. Check this out...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118871710613342338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/RwnisynniII/AAAAAAAAAJk/gwQIHbDCy0E/s400/Cover.bmp" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Guess this is the kind of treatment we get when we go away from office for too long. Still remember how we pasted post-it notes on Barlyson's desk when she was away. Hmm...shouldn't my colleagues be busy, covering for me while I was away??????!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/662541629079127887-4590261440087139481?l=mumscomms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mumscomms.blogspot.com/feeds/4590261440087139481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=662541629079127887&amp;postID=4590261440087139481' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/662541629079127887/posts/default/4590261440087139481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/662541629079127887/posts/default/4590261440087139481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mumscomms.blogspot.com/2007/10/cover-girl-again.html' title='Cover Girl - Again!!'/><author><name>Mummy Barney</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/RwnisynniII/AAAAAAAAAJk/gwQIHbDCy0E/s72-c/Cover.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-662541629079127887.post-5193267377160349838</id><published>2007-09-29T17:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-01T17:55:34.605+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Outdoor Saturday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Had a hard time thinking where to go, every weekend. Unlike in the past, it was so simple. Breakfast at Joo Chiat and with food bought specially for Ma, we would go straight to my mum's place for the weekend...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Brought Gine to Pasir Ris Park. Kids love the huge playground there. Remembered I rented the spacious HDB bungalow there and Pa and Ma simply loved that place, though they were there for a week! Greg and his mummy, sister-in-law and her 2 sons also joined us and the kids had much fun sliding, kicking the ball and playing bubbles! Gine has not met her cousins for quite some time and now, she would start to chase after the boys when they ran towards the playground. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Then we decided to go over to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gallopstable.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Gallop Stable&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; to take a look. Well, we were not even aware that such a place existed in Singapore. Hubby was excited and immediately went to but a pack of dried hay for the horses (or rather ponies). Maybe he thought the ponies were as hungry as he was...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116300283628455954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/RwDAACnniBI/AAAAAAAAAIs/BwkpHfhzPrA/s400/CIMG0594.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Luckily, Gine woke up just in time for a pony ride!! Initially Mummy Barney wanted to have a try herself! As far as I could remember, never had an opportunity to ride on a horse. Could remember when I was young, was fighting with Greg's mummy over riding a white horse in Sentosa when suddenly the horse flashed his gritty teeth, both of us decided to let the other party ride the horse...Ha!Ha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116300992298059826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/RwDApSnniDI/AAAAAAAAAI8/60eXj2yairo/s400/CIMG0597.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt; Hubby wearing helmet for Gine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116301752507271250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/RwDBVinniFI/AAAAAAAAAJM/DrXldA99BW8/s400/CIMG0602.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Well, Gine did enjoy her pony ride and even look so professional with her helmet on. Perhaps Mummy should go get her such a helmet so that she can be protected from future falls!!! :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116301971550603362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/RwDBiSnniGI/AAAAAAAAAJU/qluEh1hff1M/s400/CIMG0611.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116300768959760418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/RwDAcSnniCI/AAAAAAAAAI0/UisFD4g8gcc/s400/CIMG0618.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt; Gine looking 'blur' after her pony ride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;After the visit to the stable, we head on to Downtown East. Phew! Think my energy level was almost exhausted. The kids were still full of energy and wanted the Kiddy rides. Indeed, a FUN Saturday outdoors which we ended with a sumptuous lunch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116302194888902770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/RwDBvSnniHI/AAAAAAAAAJc/Bxw8MpVPsRU/s400/CIMG0620.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt; Gine with cousins Gregory and Ryan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;When I reached home, Greg's mummy sent me an sms: 'Wanna go for picnic this evening at Bontanical Gardens?" I nearly fainted, and politely suggested having that for next weekend. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/662541629079127887-5193267377160349838?l=mumscomms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mumscomms.blogspot.com/feeds/5193267377160349838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=662541629079127887&amp;postID=5193267377160349838' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/662541629079127887/posts/default/5193267377160349838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/662541629079127887/posts/default/5193267377160349838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mumscomms.blogspot.com/2007/09/outdoor-saturday.html' title='Outdoor Saturday'/><author><name>Mummy Barney</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/RwDAACnniBI/AAAAAAAAAIs/BwkpHfhzPrA/s72-c/CIMG0594.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-662541629079127887.post-1763338890438359695</id><published>2007-09-28T11:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-29T17:47:51.875+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Superwoman who makes Wonder?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/Rvx9minniAI/AAAAAAAAAIk/KAq6iPP4ivI/s1600-h/wonder_woman_business_card_holder_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115101377867515906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/Rvx9minniAI/AAAAAAAAAIk/KAq6iPP4ivI/s400/wonder_woman_business_card_holder_2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;When we were young, we would always watch Superman cartoons on TV. Superman always come to the rescue when there is any trouble, saving the entire world from any major disasters. Hmm...does Superman really exist in this world? Or rather is any man in this entire world fit to call himself a 'Superman', who can take care of their family and loved ones, while climbing up the corporate ladder? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Well, my definition of 'taking care' is not just providing financial support, paying all utilities bills, bringing back income that is able to support the entire family. Taking care includes doing their part in household chores, (or perhaps we should thank God if they don't mess things up!!), playing their role as 'Daddy', taking care of the kids etc. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Just some thoughts after witnessing many women, including myself, who tried to balance between their career and family, or rather being a Wonder Woman!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Greg's mummy has to play dual roles whenever her hubby leaves town for overseas trips. Not as fortunate as some other women (who can depend on mothers or mothers-in-law), she has to apply for child sick leave or even annual leave (as child sick leave is so limited)whenever Greg falls sick. Then Barlalee got so stressed up these 2 weeks after her hubby started on a new job, having to send her 2 sons to school and childcare every morning. As for myself, though I have my domestic helper, I prefer to bathe Gine myself, prepare her night feed for her and taking care of Gine at night, all by myself. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And my hubby? Well, he is always sound asleep through the night and the moment he steps into the house, will just plonk himself comfortably on the sofa, catching up on news on CNBC etc...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Come to think of it, what multi- roles does man has to play in his life? Well, yes, they definitely need to have a career, and as Daddies, they merely need to play with their kids etc. As sons, they get all the attention from mothers and as sons-in-law, they merely stand-by to complement their wives' roles whenever necessary. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;On the other hand, women has so many roles to play. A career woman (employee) who has to perform well at work, a mummy who has to care for her children's needs (and sometimes even the needs of hubby!!), a daughter who has to care for her parents and a daughter-in-law who has to be on her guard and please their mothers-in-law (as mil always complains to her friends that their sons are not well taken care of after marriage).  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sigh...Kudos to all Women in this World!! Guess we are progressing towards being a Wonder Woman and soon Superman will just become obsolete in this world!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/662541629079127887-1763338890438359695?l=mumscomms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mumscomms.blogspot.com/feeds/1763338890438359695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=662541629079127887&amp;postID=1763338890438359695' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/662541629079127887/posts/default/1763338890438359695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/662541629079127887/posts/default/1763338890438359695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mumscomms.blogspot.com/2007/09/superwoman-who-makes-wonder.html' title='Superwoman who makes Wonder?'/><author><name>Mummy Barney</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/Rvx9minniAI/AAAAAAAAAIk/KAq6iPP4ivI/s72-c/wonder_woman_business_card_holder_2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-662541629079127887.post-717849042558877368</id><published>2007-09-27T13:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-27T13:47:48.472+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby? Or Doll?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Gine has this liking for dolls, perhaps cos she is a girl. Well, brought her to Toys 'R' Us and every time, the moment she spots the tiny pram with the doll, she will start pushing the pram round the entire store, till the every moment that she is supposed to depart.  Guess she must be imitating Mummy or Daddy, as we pushes her pram. (She simply refuses to sit in her pram recently and insists on walking independently nowadays). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Recently, when we brought her to Toys 'R' Us again, she went around, touching the hands of all the dolls through the tiny little opening of their boxes. Hee, hee, not too sure whether she was comforting them, cos they are just dolls, and not babies like her... :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-aecbe6ca7772032b" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v13.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Daecbe6ca7772032b%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331578983%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D116E23306DD930EBCE99849959D869E502B01A2A.376FFA6A92583D7F90CFDDACCC97F36C4ACC8449%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Daecbe6ca7772032b%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dbfhj-H8vwd-5lAL2Yv4RnsB7VtA&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v13.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Daecbe6ca7772032b%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331578983%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D116E23306DD930EBCE99849959D869E502B01A2A.376FFA6A92583D7F90CFDDACCC97F36C4ACC8449%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Daecbe6ca7772032b%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dbfhj-H8vwd-5lAL2Yv4RnsB7VtA&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/662541629079127887-717849042558877368?l=mumscomms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=aecbe6ca7772032b&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mumscomms.blogspot.com/feeds/717849042558877368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=662541629079127887&amp;postID=717849042558877368' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/662541629079127887/posts/default/717849042558877368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/662541629079127887/posts/default/717849042558877368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mumscomms.blogspot.com/2007/09/baby-or-doll.html' title='Baby? Or Doll?'/><author><name>Mummy Barney</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-662541629079127887.post-712072018323222936</id><published>2007-09-25T12:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-25T12:26:08.851+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mid-Autumn Festival</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It's the time of the year again where you carry lanterns, eat mooncakes and gather together with your family or loved ones. This festival definitely has an important significance for me. Firstly, got together with Hubby 1 week before this festival 11 years ago. We were supposed to attend a Mid-Autumn celebration organised by NUS Buddhist Society but both of us decided to show face at the event, and went off to have our own celebrations at Marina Square instead. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Didn't have any intention to have any celebrations this year. Hubby called me yesterday and told me he has just bot 2 boxes of mooncakes and I was terribly upset. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Well, this year is definitely different. Not supposed to have any celebrations since mum just left us. Hubby was not aware and innocently bought the mooncakes. Am still upset with him till now and simply refused to talk to him from last night (the moment he stepped into the house) till now...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Missed the days when Dad and/ or his eldest brother ( Ah Pek) would buy traditional-typed lanterns (with candles) for all the kids (both their grandchildren). Missed the years when we used to have mini-celebrations at my parents' place, with my nephews (since gine was not born then). We would hang lanterns all over my parents' balcony, just like this...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113992606290249714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/RviNLinnh_I/AAAAAAAAAIc/s9V_MJYeZJI/s400/CIMG0590.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Well, all 3 of them are no longer around to dote on the kids, buying animal-lanterns for them anymore...Sob! Sob!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/662541629079127887-712072018323222936?l=mumscomms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mumscomms.blogspot.com/feeds/712072018323222936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=662541629079127887&amp;postID=712072018323222936' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/662541629079127887/posts/default/712072018323222936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/662541629079127887/posts/default/712072018323222936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mumscomms.blogspot.com/2007/09/mid-autumn-festival.html' title='Mid-Autumn Festival'/><author><name>Mummy Barney</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/RviNLinnh_I/AAAAAAAAAIc/s9V_MJYeZJI/s72-c/CIMG0590.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-662541629079127887.post-1481046730873747536</id><published>2007-09-22T12:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-25T12:07:28.308+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Vivo Again!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Brought Gine to Vivo again today. (Don't ask me why Vivo again, cos we couldn't think of a better place to go and Hubby just drove his way there). Ha, ha, maybe also cos Mummy Barney is a Vivo Queen! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Well, tried a triplet of hairbands which consists of red, white and black on Gine and blame it on my itchy hands, she refused to let go of the hairbands and in the end, had to pay for them instead..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113985528184145858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/RviGvinnh8I/AAAAAAAAAIE/KLoJFpeknto/s400/CIMG0578.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Then we went on to Page One bookstore. Gine loves books, just like her Daddy (and so unlike Mummy :p). Got hold of various books and just sat down on the floor, right in the middle of the shop, reading them... Hopefully, she does grow up to be a bookworm (with straight aces for her school results) in the future!!! *grin*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113986146659436514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/RviHTinnh-I/AAAAAAAAAIU/8UsVok3zTRU/s320/CIMG0581.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113985923321137106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/RviHGinnh9I/AAAAAAAAAIM/GZ3zVi0ynNc/s320/CIMG0579.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/662541629079127887-1481046730873747536?l=mumscomms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mumscomms.blogspot.com/feeds/1481046730873747536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=662541629079127887&amp;postID=1481046730873747536' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/662541629079127887/posts/default/1481046730873747536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/662541629079127887/posts/default/1481046730873747536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mumscomms.blogspot.com/2007/09/vivo-again.html' title='Vivo Again!'/><author><name>Mummy Barney</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/RviGvinnh8I/AAAAAAAAAIE/KLoJFpeknto/s72-c/CIMG0578.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-662541629079127887.post-5294789953215310746</id><published>2007-09-20T11:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-25T11:46:49.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Away from Office</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Was away from office for a 3-day course on Professional Conference Management Course, organised by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.saceos.org.sg/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;SACEOS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;. (Sounds machiam very professional! Ha! Ha!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Anyway, class was smaller than the usual, which means they did not have a decent budget for this time round. Unfortunately, we had to end up having our course in a snall meeting room @ Safra Town Club (so stinko cos there is a cafe at the ground floor and they do all cooking indoors).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;After the 1st day, we actually requested to have our lunch out of the building. Though not up to our expectations, it was better than nothing! Pity Daryl (the staff from SACEOS) who had to try his best to cater to our all-sorts-of nonsensical requests. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Well, ultimately, it's all about the course and the people whom we met at the course, which matters at the end of the day! At least, I gained a better insight of what the industry is and where it is moving towards to...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113982938318866354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/RviEYynnh7I/AAAAAAAAAH8/__FAjTm1Ezs/s320/CIMG0577.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/662541629079127887-5294789953215310746?l=mumscomms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mumscomms.blogspot.com/feeds/5294789953215310746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=662541629079127887&amp;postID=5294789953215310746' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/662541629079127887/posts/default/5294789953215310746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/662541629079127887/posts/default/5294789953215310746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mumscomms.blogspot.com/2007/09/away-from-office.html' title='Away from Office'/><author><name>Mummy Barney</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/RviEYynnh7I/AAAAAAAAAH8/__FAjTm1Ezs/s72-c/CIMG0577.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-662541629079127887.post-4961061952304843382</id><published>2007-09-17T10:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-25T11:37:12.889+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chasing Monday Blues Away</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/Rvh7Mynnh0I/AAAAAAAAAHE/OnwtZItq0_s/s1600-h/press_17.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113972836555786050" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/Rvh7Mynnh0I/AAAAAAAAAHE/OnwtZItq0_s/s320/press_17.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Took half a day off today as Greg's mummy wanted to clear her time-off. Asked me along to watch &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.zhaowei.com/881/synopsis.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;881&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; with her as one of her patients was so overwhelmed by the movie (can you believe it? She was still crying when she came to see Greg's mummy.) So Greg's mummy was curious over this movie and we decided to catch it on a Monday afternoon (Ha! Ha! Only Ah Peks and Grannies will catch movies on weekdays afternoons). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Guess both of us are not from the Ge-tai's generation. Well, only remembered ge-tai was put up at our parents' estate once or twice during our growing-up days (guess they didn't have the budget to enjoy this entertainment every year). For me, was in fact running to various 7th- month locations as part of my job responsibilities previously, interviewing donors, doing research etc. So, was able to relate to the movie more than Greg's mummy, I guess (Of course, I wasn't emotionally touched.) &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/RviB6innh6I/AAAAAAAAAH0/oWshwDuBhh8/s1600-h/stills.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113980219604567970" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/RviB6innh6I/AAAAAAAAAH0/oWshwDuBhh8/s320/stills.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;After movie, had planned to go for pedicure. Greg's mummy backed out at the last minute when she found out that they only had slots to entertain 1 customer. So I decided to go ahead and gosh, guess I made a wrong choice afterall! (Should have gone shopping or to a cafe for some coffee and R&amp;amp;R). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The pedicure shop was located at Marina Square, Level 2. Have always wanted to try the services there as it looks comfy, with the large massage chairs, and impressive. Well, when my pedicure started, realised that the shop was owned by an Indonesian Chinese (Damn! Paying money to make them even richer!). Drinks are served and you are able to watch MVs while doing your pedi. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/RviArCnnh3I/AAAAAAAAAHc/8oqgzHJ0K2k/s1600-h/CIMG0574.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113978853804967794" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/RviArCnnh3I/AAAAAAAAAHc/8oqgzHJ0K2k/s320/CIMG0574.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Supposed to have a promotion package for pedicure @ $36 during weekdays afternoons (Actually, not really cheap lo cos can get cheaper pedi at other shops!). Anyway, as this pedi session was not part of my initial plan, I wore covered shoes. In the end, had to pay extra $10+ for foot massage and another $2 for quick-dry solution. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Anyway, after my pedi was completed and supposed to have already dried, I started my shopping spree. Within seconds, could feel that my pedi has come off as a result of my covered shoes. Sprinted to John Little, which was having a sale, to buy a pair of slogs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;When I went back to the shop so that they can do some touch- up, guess what! The Vietnamese lady who did my pedi, did not bother to use cotton pads to clean up and re-do again but used her fingers to clean off the sides and just painted over my toes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Well, guess this would be my 1st and last time patronising this shop for pedi services! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113979553884637058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/RviBTynnh4I/AAAAAAAAAHk/zW7dGW3kHBI/s400/CIMG0575.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/662541629079127887-4961061952304843382?l=mumscomms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mumscomms.blogspot.com/feeds/4961061952304843382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=662541629079127887&amp;postID=4961061952304843382' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/662541629079127887/posts/default/4961061952304843382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/662541629079127887/posts/default/4961061952304843382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mumscomms.blogspot.com/2007/09/chasing-monday-blues-away.html' title='Chasing Monday Blues Away'/><author><name>Mummy Barney</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/Rvh7Mynnh0I/AAAAAAAAAHE/OnwtZItq0_s/s72-c/press_17.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-662541629079127887.post-2197691109107495163</id><published>2007-09-15T17:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-24T18:14:40.365+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mummy, I like this!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/RveGgCnnhwI/AAAAAAAAAGk/xbJ5ebDJD8k/s1600-h/CIMG0570.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113703786919462658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/RveGgCnnhwI/AAAAAAAAAGk/xbJ5ebDJD8k/s400/CIMG0570.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Brought Gine to &lt;a href="http://www.vivocity.com.sg/home3.html"&gt;Vivocity &lt;/a&gt;. She definitely has Mummy Barney's genes! See how delighted she was, grabbing a book from the shelves and settling herself comfortably into one of the sofa seats. When Hubby came back with the drinks, within a second, she got hold of my drink (luckily Hubby got a Berry-flavoured ice-blended for me instead!) and see how she enjoyed herself...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Well, Pacific Coffee outlet at Vivo is definitely a good place to hang out and catch up with your friends, or even your family! Lots of comfy sofa seats indoor, and more sofas and swinging benches outdoors. And definitely must mention that it has good 'fengshui' (Ha!Ha!). Just becos it overlooks Sentosa island and you can see the Merlion from here. Free internet kiosks provided, but limited period only. (Well, I definitely did not update my blog from there!) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113704212121224978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/RveG4ynnhxI/AAAAAAAAAGs/JHXqxkM_EjY/s400/CIMG0571.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Managed to catch her in action...Highly potential to have the calibre to hang out at these coffee outlets when she grows up in the future. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="341" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-cf920dea6c16f01a" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v22.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dcf920dea6c16f01a%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331578983%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5E279A1DB88AD64A015189B0D3799E73413BC20A.1C7B15FCF2E31B0964725DFDD51D6B2C9713F2F0%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dcf920dea6c16f01a%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DQDCId5JZ5o47uJ42YOqI_RSbHn8&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="341" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v22.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dcf920dea6c16f01a%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331578983%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5E279A1DB88AD64A015189B0D3799E73413BC20A.1C7B15FCF2E31B0964725DFDD51D6B2C9713F2F0%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dcf920dea6c16f01a%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DQDCId5JZ5o47uJ42YOqI_RSbHn8&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/662541629079127887-2197691109107495163?l=mumscomms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mumscomms.blogspot.com/feeds/2197691109107495163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=662541629079127887&amp;postID=2197691109107495163' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/662541629079127887/posts/default/2197691109107495163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/662541629079127887/posts/default/2197691109107495163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mumscomms.blogspot.com/2007/09/mummy-i-like-this.html' title='Mummy, I like this!'/><author><name>Mummy Barney</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/RveGgCnnhwI/AAAAAAAAAGk/xbJ5ebDJD8k/s72-c/CIMG0570.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-662541629079127887.post-3051490973049271232</id><published>2007-09-14T16:28:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-14T16:28:27.611+08:00</updated><title type='text'>City Of Angels - Angel</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/TKLhoNm9K-Y' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/TKLhoNm9K-Y'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Spend all your time waiting for that second chance &lt;br /&gt;For the break that will make it OK &lt;br /&gt;There's always some reason to feel not good enough &lt;br /&gt;And it's hard at the end of the day &lt;br /&gt;I need some distraction or a beautiful release &lt;br /&gt;Memories seep from my veins &lt;br /&gt;Let me be empty and weightless and maybe &lt;br /&gt;I'll find some peace tonight &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the arms of the Angel far away from here &lt;br /&gt;From this dark, cold hotel room, and the endlessness that you fear &lt;br /&gt;You are pulled from the wreckage of your silent reverie &lt;br /&gt;You're in the arms of the Angel; may you find some comfort here &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So tired of the straight line, and everywhere you turn &lt;br /&gt;There's vultures and thieves at your back &lt;br /&gt;The storm keeps on twisting, you keep on building the lies &lt;br /&gt;That you make up for all that you lack &lt;br /&gt;It don't make no difference, escaping one last time &lt;br /&gt;It's easier to believe &lt;br /&gt;In this sweet madness, oh this glorious sadness &lt;br /&gt;That brings me to my knees &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the arms of the Angel far away from here &lt;br /&gt;From this dark, cold hotel room, and the endlessness that you fear &lt;br /&gt;You are pulled from the wreckage of your silent reverie &lt;br /&gt;In the arms of the Angel; may you find some comfort here &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're in the arms of the Angel; may you find some comfort here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/662541629079127887-3051490973049271232?l=mumscomms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mumscomms.blogspot.com/feeds/3051490973049271232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=662541629079127887&amp;postID=3051490973049271232' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/662541629079127887/posts/default/3051490973049271232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/662541629079127887/posts/default/3051490973049271232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mumscomms.blogspot.com/2007/09/city-of-angels-angel.html' title='City Of Angels - Angel'/><author><name>Mummy Barney</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-662541629079127887.post-5872202002567025054</id><published>2007-09-14T12:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-14T17:35:37.284+08:00</updated><title type='text'>In Memory</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Bumped into my ex-colleague 2 weeks ago at Wheelock Place after dinner with hubby. Through our brief conversation, got to know her in law was sick. The very next day when I reached office, I sent her an email, sharing my own experience with the main intention of encouraging her to keep on going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did not expect a reply from her but not long after I sent out my email, received a response from her. She was surprised to know what had happened to my mum and even amazed at how I remained bubbly even though my mum has been sick for the past 3 years...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Last Saturday, we had prayers to commemorate mum's 100 days. Eldest sis stood beside me and was weeping through the prayers. Till today, she is still struggling to adjust her lifestyle after our parents left us. Well, at least she was fortunate enough that my parents were around to help her take care of her children, when she gave birth to her 2 sons 10 years ago. Gine and Gregory were not as lucky though...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Then, during the prayers, I was depressed that my parents were no longer with us, that Regine can no longer play with 'gong gong' and 'mama' (I can imagine how my dad will dote on her since she is the only granddaughter in the family), that I can no longer visit them every day after work, that I have no one to turn to when I have my down moments in life. Tears lined my eyes but an inner voice told me not to cry... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Memories of me holding my dad's hand flashed back in my mind. How I worried about his safety before he had his cataract operation (dad can't see at night then but was still driving, sometimes even without someone sitting beside him), how I held his hand and led him in the Vesak Day lights procession in Phor Kark See Temple (dad was so appreciative then and could remember how mum was so proud of me and went around telling all her friends and relatives about this filial daughter of hers. *grin*)...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Came back to office this week and have been trying to find a relevant video that was able to reflect my emotions. Just can't find the right one till yesterday when I came across the City of Angels mv - Angel by Sarah MCLACHLAN. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;In my heart, I know that I can no longer hold my dad's hand nor touch him physically. All I wish is that I am in the arms of the ANGEL (my parents), and find some comfort here...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109990138989235762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/RupU9SAzzjI/AAAAAAAAAGM/DGmF9Mnckbg/s400/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/662541629079127887-5872202002567025054?l=mumscomms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mumscomms.blogspot.com/feeds/5872202002567025054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=662541629079127887&amp;postID=5872202002567025054' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/662541629079127887/posts/default/5872202002567025054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/662541629079127887/posts/default/5872202002567025054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mumscomms.blogspot.com/2007/09/in-memory.html' title='In Memory'/><author><name>Mummy Barney</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/RupU9SAzzjI/AAAAAAAAAGM/DGmF9Mnckbg/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-662541629079127887.post-2886153912887695138</id><published>2007-09-11T11:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-11T11:38:19.004+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Regine's 1st Online Photo Album</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget-aa.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=648518346352246186&amp;amp;site=widget-aa.slide.com" style="width:400px;height:320px" name="flashticker" align="middle"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="width:400px;text-align:left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;ad=0&amp;amp;id=648518346352246186&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-aa.slide.com/p1/648518346352246186/bb_t046_v000_a000_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 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Definitely looks better than our pictures cos she engaged the services of professional 'touch-up' artist - Prof Barhenlee Ti Ko Pek. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Time for make-over, BASH Beauties! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106653015465060386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/Rt553IH46CI/AAAAAAAAAF0/4cp7xsAiRoE/s400/Jeanette_Valerie.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/662541629079127887-7346868084278827192?l=mumscomms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mumscomms.blogspot.com/feeds/7346868084278827192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=662541629079127887&amp;postID=7346868084278827192' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/662541629079127887/posts/default/7346868084278827192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/662541629079127887/posts/default/7346868084278827192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mumscomms.blogspot.com/2007/09/last-but-not-least.html' title='Last but not least...'/><author><name>Mummy Barney</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lgQ3eeVHEcw/Rt553IH46CI/AAAAAAAAAF0/4cp7xsAiRoE/s72-c/Jeanette_Valerie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-662541629079127887.post-554847427438097661</id><published>2007-09-04T14:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-05T15:54:01.354+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sembawang's Home Funniest Video</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Brought Regine to Gogobambini a few Sundays ago and here she is, at her own playscape back at home, underneath our dining table...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Guess she must be bored at home and tried entertaining herself. Catch her facial expression (sticking out her tongue) when she completed her tedious mission of going through the table (while Hubby was having his lunch) and how she keeps her posture low, waddling like a duck, trying to shun from the table. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Oops...ultimately, she still knocked her head against the table and there goes her wailing cries....(of course, Mummy Barney has to stop her video recording and concentrate on pacifying her!!!) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;                                    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="280" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-3a2ba7e60f92aef5" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v21.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D3a2ba7e60f92aef5%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331578983%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5547BA405F63847F1F4A8D29C5D52EC6EB442558.324DA891FD8A5BAC8B146847C155F3E92C1F9A10%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D3a2ba7e60f92aef5%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DVPBYQoVlqTyqze_ZiY2E1SQNcoE&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="280" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v21.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D3a2ba7e60f92aef5%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331578983%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5547BA405F63847F1F4A8D29C5D52EC6EB442558.324DA891FD8A5BAC8B146847C155F3E92C1F9A10%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D3a2ba7e60f92aef5%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DVPBYQoVlqTyqze_ZiY2E1SQNcoE&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/662541629079127887-554847427438097661?l=mumscomms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=3a2ba7e60f92aef5&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mumscomms.blogspot.com/feeds/554847427438097661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=662541629079127887&amp;postID=554847427438097661' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/662541629079127887/posts/default/554847427438097661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/662541629079127887/posts/default/554847427438097661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mumscomms.blogspot.com/2007/09/sembawangs-home-funniest-video.html' title='Sembawang&apos;s Home Funniest Video'/><author><name>Mummy Barney</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-662541629079127887.post-5462026023890592607</id><published>2007-08-31T14:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-31T15:24:59.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Video Uploading on Blogger</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Yes! Was so excited when I got to know that we can now upload video on our blog! Went home and made sure that I remembered to bring along my wedding video to office, hoping to upload them whenever I have the time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Anyway also took the opportunity to record a short video of my cute little Regine, eating her dessert at the Korean restaurant after her Comex freak-out trip yesterday (with so many people around her!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Enjoy! Do contact me if you need an extra for any upcoming movie. Ha ha! 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