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Sekian..

Im typing this with slight frustration (how dare Im saying this huhu), but its true, im waiting for Mr. Husband to upload our pictures into his Flickr but he is more interested to show his skills by uploading pictures of boats, temples and scenery. and the pictures that he uploaded (muke kiterang), was not my cup of tea. maybe for those who are interested in photography you may appreciate it, but as for me err.. IR Goldie whats that? huhu

anyway let me start...

Day 1

Our flight was on schedule at 7.20 am in the morning and i just finished packing our stuff at 2 am and only managed to go to the bed after that. Has promised with this taxi driver to pick us up at 5 am but guess what, ALL of us ter-woke up at 4.40am and everything was so kelam kabut. haha. As for Emir, just angkut dia masuk taxi jer.

Emir woke up during the check in time and he was fresh and excited enough to witness his new experience. Oh ya, the last time we were on board when he was 5 months old. I could see his excitement when he gets closer to the "Big Birds" - thats what he called the plane.

He was jumping up and down in the plane. Keep trying every single things near to him, the mini dining table, the seat belts, the books, the scenery, almost everything and he didnt sleep through out the journey. Luckily Mr. Husband has pre ordered our "breakfast and lunch" so tak de lah susah2 nak cari makan.

We only arrived at our hotel - Seaview Patong after 3hours of journey, campur tolak dengan dalam flight bagai. The hotel is located in front of the Patong beach. It is a small hotel, with no car park compound but good enough as it is near to the town. The view was fantastic, each room is facing the Patong beach. The staffs were very nice and helpful.




Since Emir was still asleep and it was raining outside, so we just enjoying the view until I found out both my husband and my sister TIDO!! banyakla.. I kejutkan adik I (since the husband still tak bergerak) and asked her to accompany me to explore the area.

I went down to the road and has been approached by few taxis driver until I was caught up with this one tall and handsome taxi driver named as Mr. M hahah and he offered to bring us to few places with 550 baht. Quickly I rushed to my room and kejutkan husband I, and yeah.. zoom to few places which certainly I could not remember. (well, I really have bad memory)

We went to View Point, the view is extraordinary where we could see three beaches in Phuket. As usual, Emran utilised his skills to snap beautiful scenery. On the other hand, me and my sister were keep chasing Emir since the place was quite dangerous to the 3 years old kid - with no dividers and things like that.



Before that, Mr. M stopped us at this elephant areas and we did snap a picture (since we have to pay 100 baht). Emir was afraid. you can see his eyes was staring at the baby elephant.

Next, we then have our first lunch at Changlorn err ok ok I tak tau kat mane, but a famous area for seafood lovers. Yeah, as I could see only the tourists!! Here was the best part

"eh murahn yer udang ni, besar besar pulak tum kite amik 4 ekor jer"
"madam, you want this fish"
"how much"
"700 baht per fish"
"ish murah nya, kite nak sekor lah"
"eh ibu betul ke nak ikan ni"
"ye laa kan murah, tambah udang lagi laa"

then my hubby was away untuk amik gambar dekat pantai tu, and left me with the boy and my sister

"ish kalau murah macam ni, kak long nak order untuk makan malam sekali lah"
"tengok ni guava 55 sen je, ish kenape lah tak order ice cream tadi, 44 sen je"

then emran datang

"abang tengok ni, air jus dia 55 sen je"
"eh ape pulak 55 sen, RM5.50 lah"

dengan serta merta muke aku jadi merah kemerahan, I bought that FISH for RM80!! and Udang I think more than RM100!!

Yes, I have wrongly converted the rate. Terus tak makan as I was the one who will pay for the bills. Imagine for the first day you have spent so much ON FOOD!!. Fortunately, after muke toya for the whole session, husband said

"ok la kite bayar, makan makan"

which still I did not.. heheh, sedey sedey, kat malaysia pun makan tak mahal..

to be continued..

as im currently in the office, picture will be uploaded later, lepas balik rumah..

Day 2

Woke up early in the morning and found out Emir's body was extremely in high temperature!! Mau nyer takut cos I purposely left the medicines in KL (sebab ikut cakap hubby) and only brought along Emir's ala-ala Eye Mo gitu.

We already booked a tour to several islands the next day and that day hubby decided to go to Phuket's town. I was contemplating whether nak ikut ke tak cos Emir was weak. After a while, I agreed not to follow him and just rest in the room while hubby and my sis jalan sakan dekat Phuket's town,

Until late evening, I believe Emir's temperature was still high and I was hopeless at that time, tried to call hubby but he didnt answer his phone. Macam care I buat untuk turunkan suhu but still tak boleh. Emir was really weak, he refused to eat and he didnt talk at all.

So, after both of them stepped into the room, I quickly asked hubby to bring Emir to the nearest clinic. So this tuk tuk driver brought us to this clinic. There I saw one man was watching the TV and later that I know that the guy was the doctor. Mak aii susah nyer nak bercakap. Elok je habis, he asked us to go to the pharmacy and he continued watching the TV!! and the medical expenses!! RM150 for that normal prescriptions!! Betul lah dia cekik.






Alhamdulillah, cucuk je ubat, we continued exploring the town, from one beach to another and not to forget saje posing in front of the Phuket Safari. Back to hotel and after few hours and since Emir was getting naughtier, hubby asked me to go for an exercise. Ye, berjalan bandar Patong!! huhu, and Im the one yang macam sekselah heheheh. I believe Patong at this time was not that busy as I expected but still I felt lucky since our hotel was quite far from the bars.



and Emir lepas balik, muntah muntah dah muntah and it makes me extra worried.

Day 3

Tour from island to another, (maybe hubby can helped me sebab I dah lupe) and masyaAllah sangat2 la beautiful. Tak de kate nak cakap. The island is untouched and worth every Ringgit I spent for this tour even Emir pun enjoy.. I couldnt explain more sebab every island is beautiful and amazing!!















Day 4

Just got to know that Hubby booked the flight at 9pm and I really know that "Everyone Can fly anytime the Co.'s want" was delayed to 11pm. So that day, we all berjalan dan berjalan dan berjalan. Malas nyer nak cite hehehe :D and makan dekat satu kedai where the owner is a Malaysian and the food sangatlah YUMMYLICIOUS!!

Hubby as usual will ask any driver to bring him to any places. sebab tulah I couldnt remember those places, hehehe, too many Thai's names.

At the airport, I was quite worried how to handle Emir for the next three hours and Alhamdulillah Phuket Airport has quite spacious Surau and enough to make Emir's occupied. Luckily I bought some toys from Phuket Premium Brand Outlet.

Ok ok I know macam orang malas update..

Just come back from Phuket..

I mean justt came back. My sister YM me and said "eh Kak Long ni tak sabar2 nak online, tido lah dulu"

Oh yes, its 4 am in the morning, blame the Everyone can fly that delayed our flight for 2 hours.

but isnt the Blogging is so tempting?? -- at least for me lah kan..

Of cos will update soon, very very soon, err after Mr. Husband uploads all the pic..

and Happy Mother's Day!! Yeah, itulah hadiahnyer dari Mr. Husband.. :D and Emir has presented two beautiful handmade gifts to his special mom. Again, will upload soon..

Tadaa..

Emir Sports Day - 17 April 2009 (an outdated post)

NOTE: ALL PICTURES BELOW CONTAINS ONLY EMIR'S PICTURE. IF YOU WANT TO SEE MORE, PLEASE CLICK HERE :)

Picture worths a thousand words..

Hari ni, Emir kene bangun lebih awal pade biase. Selalu ibu ngan papa hantar sekolah dalam pukul 9 cam tu. Emir memang selalu late comer, lately sampai sekolah nak dekat kul 10. Malu Emir, tapi hari ni pukul 8 teacher dah suruh Emir ade kat sekolah, mau tak mengantuk...

Pukul 930 pagi baru teacher keluarkan kiterang semua dari dalam sekolah. Bile keluar, banyaknyer mak bapak orang lain datang. Eh Emir dah nampak kerete Citra papa, mane pulak pergi papa ni yer..


Mule-mule kene marching satu round, mase marching tu lah Emir nampak ibu. Ibu duduk barisan kedua, patut lah Emir tak perasan. Tak sangke pulak Ibu datang, Ibu kate ibu tak leh datang sebab banyak keje. Siap bagi tahu teacher lagi, I think she changed her plan, takkan la dia tak nak tengok anak dia Sports Day. First Sports day lagi kan..



Papa pulak seperti biase, nun hujung kat sebelah kanan sekolah, dapat spot baik nak amik gambar lah tu. Lepas marching kiterang kene nyanyi lagu Negaraku. Emir tak nyanyi pun, tak pandai nak sebut. Lagu Akademi Fantasia Emir pandailah hehehe.


"your parents not coming is it"
"no lah, they should be here any minute, i think mummy is late, she couldnt leave the house without makeup"
"my ibu very cincai, sometimes, baju merah, tudung kuning" --- oo ngumpat ibu yer..



Apelah si Irfan ni, kan si Vaneesa dah potong. He should run not take his own sweet time viewing the crowds. Oh man, please I need to win..

Note: The game called "Recycle Collector". The kids have to pick up all the recycle items on the ground at put into the basket. They have to run from one end to another end. After they have made one cycle, another kid will take their turn. The first team who collects all items would be the winner.

How was Emir doing? He has done a great job. Well, he actually did what he supposed to do, but in his own way. No picture was taken during this time. I did snap few pictures but unfortunately Mr. Husband didnt upload it into his flickr. Mr. Husband on the other hand, was unable to take any pictures, i repeat no pictures at all, as his spot has been blocked by this one teacher. If you asked me, I dont mind to stand up and blocked other parents, haha or asked the teacher to move a bit. but yelah, Mr. husband kan gentleman.. huhu

Back to Emir. He walked steadily while his eyes was staring at me. and me, "Emir, run run" you know how far I could be if Im in the hyper mode. huhu. Luckily, his team was still the winner despite Emir berjalan macam pengantin. huhu, sebab team lagi satu ade budak nangis. hehehe

Yang ni pulak game Ibu dan Anak, bapak dengan Anak, sape volunteer boleh join. Mule2 Emir dah nampak Ibu berator nak join, sekali Emir rase lepas ibu nampak kene tiup belon, dia cancel. Ibu badan je besar, tiup belon tak larat, mane pernah Ibu tiup belon untuk Emir. Nasib baik papa sporting ganti tempat Ibu.

Papa tiup sungguh-sungguh.

Papa tiup belon, Emir kene run masuk belon dalam basket hitam tu. Papa ni betulla, tiup belon besar betul, Emir nak tengok jalan pun susah, Tahulah gagah perkasa..



Kalau tak gagah, takkan tak boleh menang kan. Mesti menang punyer.. eh Emir pun terror tau, kalau Emir tak lari betul2, mesti kalah jugak. Ibu --- memang dia lari betul2 punyer.. Tapikan sebenarnyer Papa lawan ngan sume mak mak, huhu patutlah boleh menangkan.. kehkehkeh... Gasaklah yang penting, papa ngan Emir no 1..

With my beloved Ibu. Gambar ni tak nampak pulak Ibu tengah pegang 2 trophies Emir..

Sorrylah muke cam terkejut sikit, confuse pulak kene amik hadiah dari teacher sendiri, sebelum ni rehearsel bagi buku je, ni trophy.. Anyway, its not about the winning, is all about spirit of the game and teamwork.

Alhamdulillah, finally its over, i mean its over at this point of time even though the deadline for submission to the tax agent has been extended until Sunday, well at least 95% job done. But anyhow, to wrap up, this year was the not-so-good compliance year to remember. I've been dragged to prepare the tax comp up until 5pm on the last day while everyone has started chasing the clients to return back the signed documents. Well, bak kate Naz,

"tanak kacau mira, sebab muke mira dah ketat"

Oh yes, I admit that I was so stressed up for the last two days. Dealing with this one client who refused to let us have the info and I think tak salah jugak if I say, miscommunication between the team members. And at the same time, I have to manage my other clients as well (i.e. including other managers). And I deeply have this feeling, that Im not doing that good as an experience senior especially looking back at some points that I didnt manage to highlight to the managers. Rase macam kecik pulak.

And the best part to remember, my office phone, YM, gtalk, doesnt stop ringing and buzzing asking me how to fill up the form. I tak kisah langsung, since it is one way to stop my brain from working.. :)

And now, yes today is the 1 May, Labor day, I still have to go to the office clearing up my inbox yang dah tak tau berape kali i archive for this one month and waiting for some clients and also FILL UP MY Timesheet. But at least, boleh bangun kul 11 pagi. huhu. Rase kepala ringan sangat bile bangun tido, I dont have to worry what more needs to be done.

Anyway, kesian Emir, even though he doesnt seem to bother, but as a mother, I feel guilty "forcing" him to sleep at 1 or 2 am and the next day going to school at 8 -9 am.. Kesian kan.. Yes, since I balik memang lambat, he would wait for me, rarely he would sleep first unless he was really tired which seriously didnt happen for the past one month.

And it was sad that one of Emran's aunt passed away peacefully after few years battling with breast cancer on the 28th of April in Kulai and I didn't manage at least to let Emran drives all the way to Kulai. yeah, we dont have anyone to look after Emir and my job doesnt permit me to at least lari dua tiga hari or fetch Emir from school at 6pm. But as a Muslim, hadiah paling bermakna is Alfatihah, moga rohnya dicucuri ramhat.. Alfatihah..

and, as a gift of my hardwork, hubby has booked three tickets to ....................... (tengah berusaha ajak Pisah join sekali, eh orang lain pun boleh :p) hehehe..

dia pun enjoy labor day

Name saya Emir. Saya berumur 2 tahun dan 10 bulan.. Ibu saya kate 2 tahun 9 bulan dan 25 hari (as at hari nilah). Sekarang ini ibu saya sangat sibuk. Tapi hari ini hari Sabtu, tadi saya ikut saya pergi hantar surat dekat client di Dayabumi. Lepas itu, ibu saya nak pergi keje. Dalam kerete, ibu kate dekat papa, dia dah tak de duit, jadi ibu suruh papa hantar ibu kejap dekat "shim bank" (CIMB bank, yer yer saya pelat). Saya ni pantang kalau lalu dekat ape-ape bank, sebab saya suke tekan butang-butang tu.

Jadi seperti biase dan untuk ke sekian kalinyer, saya menjerit-jerit nak ikut ibu. Ibu amik duit dekat CIMB Bank dekat Pusat Bandar Damansara. Saya suka butang-butang tu, ye la, tekan je keluar duit, tekan je keluar duit. Best betul (Ibu: setiap kali keluar makin kopak la ibu kau ni).

Ibu bagi saya kad, dan ibu tunjuk ape kene tekan, saya ikut je arahan ibu, mule-mule keluar kad "SHIM" bank, lepas tu keluar duit, banyak wooo duit ibu (Ibu: RM300 jer). Lepas tu keluar resit, tak sempat nak tengok berape duit ibu dalam SHIM bank tu..

Lepas tu, ibu ke tepi, ibu mintak duit dari saye, saya pun bagi lah, ibu sibuk masukkan duit ke dalam beg duit, lepas tu masukkan dalam handbag pulak.. Tengah ibu sibuk sibuk, saya pun nak lah tolong ibu ambik duit lagi..

Lepas tu saya cakap dekat ibu

"Abu, abu, Emir wat one more SHIM Bank" ---> this is what exactly he said

Dah dah, tepi tepi, ibu cerite pulak.

GUESS WHAT HE DID..

Luruh jantung aku tahu tak.. ye baru teringat yang dia masih lagi memegang card ATM saya itu.. Dan dia dengan innocentnyer menunjuk ke arah cheque deposit machine.. and

MY ATM CARD IS INSIDE THERE..

Half way before it dropped into the machine.

"Emir, see see ape Emir buat" dan dia jawab
"Im sorry Abu". --- ye, itulah jawapan dia.

Tak jadi nak bebel panjang. Sambil cube mencube untuk keluarkan kad, i dok lah bebel sorang-sorang, orang lain yang tengah beratur nak amik duit, tersengih-sengih tengok i yang terbongkok-bongkok gune segala bende yang ade nak keluarkan bende alah itu, ada jugak yang tolong tapi derang tak berani sangat, takut terjatuh pulak. Hubby pulak was inside the car. dan parking sangat jauh, dan seperti biase, telephone saya hanyalah sekadar perhiasan kerana tidak ade kredit..

Orang lain sibuk kate, call je Call Centre. I kate, let me get my husband first. Sampai je jumpe Encik Emran, bebel la orang tua ni, kate kenapa bagi Emir pegang atm card. Alaa bende nak jadik. Dah dapat anak suke menolong sangat nak buat macam mane kan,.

Lalu hubby ke tempat kejadian.


... Papa menjadi hero. Lame woooo...

Kiterang dah start fedup dah.., i siap kate kat hubby,

"Tolak je lah kad tu kad bawah, dah tak boleh dah tu"
Kalau tahu i amik duit banyak sikit tadi. Hi malang tak berbau..

Mase saya on the way nak ke telefon, tetibe, hubby kate

"Haaa nasib baik dah boleh"

ALHAMDULILLAH... selamat kad aku, kalau tak rugi RM12..


Inilah muke budak nakal itu... Hishh

I must, I must, I must jot it here, thats the purpose of having this virtual diary...

Emir is now....

POTTY TRAINED?????????????????????

No no...

MUNTAH trained!!!

is there any such word as vomit trained or whatever it is??

I can easily detect him few minutes before he is going to throw up, and usually I will quickly rush him to the toilet, of course to minimise the time spend mopping the floor and honestly it is not funny to do this when your body is tired yer..

And today, after he had his milk, as usual he would give me one sign face, and that time, we were ready for our bedtime, the conversation was slightly like this

"Emir please emir, jangan muntah kat sini, ibu dukung masuk toilet ok"
but, stubborn him, he wouldnt allow me to touch him

"Emir please please ibu penat ni" and seriously my hand was like "tolong lah tolonglah" sort of thing.

and yes, he laughed ok, yang jahat punyer gelak tu..

then, he jumped off the bed and quickly run to the toilet. You know macam dalam drama swasta tu, gaye-gaye nak muntah. and

Yes.. he vomitted

I told him

"Pandainyer anak ibu, next time nak muntah, masuk toilet ok"

and he just nodded..

well, even though it was the first time, but at least.. ter trainedlah jugak kan...

I think for the past few entries, I let myself drowned into a pool of emotion. Sometimes things should be said and done, and I felt blogging is a better place to express and throw my unsaid judgement.

Peak period is coming towards the end, but the more we run nearer to the last lane, the pressure istoo unbearable. How hard we tried to be more professional, the least we can separate between work and personal.

But, im lucky to have Mr Husband who support me from the back, even though we do have ups and down, but overall having him to rely on especially in taking care of Emir and the house, it such a beautiful gift that I could ever ask for.

Each and every year, Im just hoping this would be my last compliance as Im tired in taking care of people's heart especially client. Client is always right and honestly never in my previous years, I roll it deep down in my heart, but this particular client finally break my own records. I have few experienced like hell when the client becomes "naik hantu", but I did managed to control myself to forget. But this time, she was not fully scolded me, but the way she put it, I was severely frustrated and fed up.

But above all, ape yang I rase, tak same macam kawan I rase. MasyaAllah besarnyer dugaan dia terima dariNya di saat-saat kritikal macam ni. Dengan keje yang takkan habis and plus she is managing quite a difficult portfolios. I know she will read this blog, nothing much that I can do to help her. Aku rase aku dah cakap ape yang aku rase, and things happen for a reason. Just remember, I will always be there for you ok..

P/s Encik Husband, boleh kah anda update gambar Emir punyer Sports Day, nanti bile kite senang, kite update blog.

Saje letak gambar kat atas tu sebab series, I tak pernah tengok si Emran ni lompat setinggi itu.. huhu. Jangan tak tahu, laki i sekarang ni tengah sibuk nak diet. makan tak nak minyak, makan nasi dikurangkan.. sampai kan nugget pun kukus (buwekk tak sedap :p). Kadang-kadang tak syiok jugak tengok dia nak kurus sebab sesungguhnya saya belum lagi ade tande-tande mahu turunkan berat badan ini dengan secara serius.

Well, boleh kerat jarilah kalau ade orang datang kat Mira cakap, "Eh, Mira you dah kurus la", hai rase dah bertahun-tahun i tak dengar orang cakap macam tu. Ok, you tell me, perempuan mane lah yang tak nak ade body cantik, semua baju boleh masuk, pergi mane-mane kedai kat, nak cari size baju is not a problem. yes, I also dream of it.

But just to let you know, dari kecik sampai besar, i memang tergolong dalam kanak-kanak, remaja lebih size. The only year yang badan I turun secara mendadak mase I Form 4 sebab mase tu I was too active at MRSM. Tapi mase Form 5, dah start naik balik badan ni sebanya semua budak2 Form 5 dah tak yah nak aktif-aktif dah. My father called me as "Bulat" when I was a kid.

Yes, kadang-kadang tu memang you rase sangat lah low self confidence, sebab I rase diri I ni memang tak lawa. Ingat lagi kalau kat sekolah, benda yang paling I tak suke, timbang berat badan depan orang-orang lain sebab I tahu nombor saya adalah antara yang paling banyak sekali.

Itu zaman dulu-dulu, kalau mase mengandungkan Emir tu, memang confirm lah I main belasah je ape nak makan dengan harapan nanti mase pantang nak turunkan berat badan. But yes, since mase I pantang tu, more like hasil daya usaha sendiri, jadi takdelah nak bersungguh sangat. InsyaAllah, kalau lah ade rezeki dapat anak lagi sorang, I try nak cari upahkan orang yang betul2 boleh jage pantang pantang ni masa dalam pantang.

And now, I rase badan i ni lagi berat dari mase mengandungkan Emir and it is a normal situation for me bile jumpe orang dah yang bertahun tak jumpe, they will shock to see me "Mira, asal badan naik sangat ni.."

Nak kate tak terase 100% tipulah kan. tapi i still rase ok, but there is only one occasion, ade satu kakak kat ofis i ni dengan tak semena - mene..

"mira meh duduk ngan akak, derang ni kurus-kurus" I was like watt!! dia tu badan dia half than mine. Kalau yer pun nak kategori kan orang, biar lah betempat kan. See yourself first. Saya sangatlah jauh dari kategori dia yang dia sangke dia tu gemuk sangat. Mase tu memang terase giler and I bet dia memang tak tau I terase pun..

Dan salah satu lagi sebab nyer, husband saya tidak lah pernah nak mengur badan saya ke ape, kekadang tension jugak, sebab semua nyer elok sampai satu hari ni dia suruh I kuruskan sikit badan. Mase tu sikit pun tak terase, happy lagi ade sebab akhirnye ade jugak dia nak bagi komen.

But now, I dunno where to start. Saya memang suke makan nasik dan saya ni tergolong dalam orang orang yang kene makan nasik dan selain pade itu saya suke bende yang bergoreng dan panas. MAcam sotong goreng tepung, ayam masak kunyit.. itu memang favorite laa.

Teringin jugak nak mendaftarkan diri kat mane mane slimming centre program but yeah tidak mendapat kelulusan SIRIM dari boss dia - Mr. Emran. Actually dah setahun lebih jugak I macam tangguhkan nak kurus dengan alasan, nanti karang tetibe mengandung lagi, sia sia je program nak kurus, but until now, Tuhan Maha Kaya, rezeki yang nak dari tahun lepas tu tak sampai-sampai lagi. Tak payah la korang korang tanye yer bile nak lagi sorang, jawapan nyer memang nak tapi tak de rezeki lagi..

So berbalik pade tadi, sometimes orang orang kite ni tak de sensitiviti. Main cakappp je ape nak cakap, memang la negara ni demokrasi tapi kadang-kadang mulut kene simpan especially bab bab yang personal. "Eh asal dia makin gemuk ?""Eh, husband dia hensem ke" Sometimes kite kene stop bab2 personal attack ni.

Oklah, saje nak bebel2.. maklumlah bulan tension untuk saya.. tambah-tambah melayan client yang h ai.. "because of your things I have to come both weekends" sabar jelah.. aku ni tiap2 minggu datang weekend, balik malam lambat and I dont make it out loud to you. Honestly, being in this line, dengar orang kate dia BZ manjang, I rase nak cekik jer.. bz manjang but you still go back home before 7.

Sorrylah saya emo sikit.. :D

SHE is coming to my house tonight.. + tido sekali

Lets gossip bebeh :D