Friday, June 27, 2008

Pajamas in school.

Last week was Parents Teachers Meeting at my kindergarten. So, I thought I'd dress up smarter than usual since I'll be meeting so many parents. I wore my smartest long sleeved shirt and went to school proudly... until a kid asked me, 'Teacher, why u wear pajamas to school one?".

Tell me, does this look like a pajamas to you?

Superbikes and romance. I’m sure you’d agree that the 2 goes very well together. Well, listen to my story and then see if you’ll still think so.

As u guys know, Leon’s superbike is with Mike for safekeeping. It’s really a blessing for Mike since he can travel to work and BCM faster now. It’s a blessing for me too as I had an entire year’s worth of physics lesson sitting upon that bike. The moment Mike revved up the bike, I could feel the power in its engine but I thought it’ll be like riding on Mike’s own bike, just a little faster and a lot more romantic.

So there I was, excitement welling up in me, waiting for the moment we hit the highway. However, Mike accelerated on the main road just outside our house. I was impressed at how fast the pick up was. I felt even better, anticipating the fun we’ll have during our short ride; or so I thought. When he went over a bump, I almost flew off the bike as I was still getting used to leaning down on that huge bike. From that moment onwards, my hands gripped Mike as tightly as those riders on a roller coaster. I didn’t even dare to let go to sweep away some hair that blew across my face, which was so uncomfortable as I can hardly see the road.

Although the main reason I can’t see the road was the immense size of the guy sitting in front of me, another reason would be the wind and force on my helmet. At our fastest speed, which I would not reveal for fear of causing my mother to have a heart attack, the force on my helmet was enormous! Just like the G-forces mentioned on TV. I began to have an inkling of what it’ll feel like to sit on a fighter plane with lots of G-forces acting on you. I didn’t even dare to move my body in case I upset the momentum of the bike and send both of us flying in the air for which I’m sure we’ll meet with certain death.

As a matter of fact, I was not so much afraid of the speed than the stops. I knew that while we were moving, unless of course some dumbo swerves his car into our lane suddenly, the law of physics says that we will keep moving. During the stops, all I had to hold on to was my husband and it is quite terrifying when he stops coz I feel the inertia. It’s like I’m gonna fly out of the bike with my hands and feet flailing in the air. I’ll probably look like Bobo the clown when I do that. My palms will probably be red and swollen too.

The inflated size of my palms not due to the crash but because I really had to support my weight on my hands as I leaned forward on the bike. Usually on a “normal” bike, I could put out my hands (like Titanic) and still maintain my balance. However, on the superbike my ‘mass’; to put it like the physics people say, is shifted to the front. It’s like doing a hundred times of push ups. Not that I’ve ever done that many but you get the idea.

In the end, I rediscovered the malay saying, “Indah khabar dari rupa”. Television has always hyped up superbikes and romance. I realized there isn’t much romance when all I can do is hang on for dear life, hear nothing but the wind in my face and a have a sore butt and palms after our outing. However in terms of excitement and thrill, nothing will ever beat riding on the superbike!

Honey, when are you taking me for our next ride?

Saturday, June 21, 2008

Rhinotillexomania Tag


Have you ever picked your nose?
Yes

Do you think that nose-picking is common in adults?
Yes

How often do you pick your nose? (daily, weekly, monthly)
Daily

How much time do you spend nose-picking?
5 seconds

Why do you do it (Unclog the nasal passages,to relieve discomfort or itchiness,to avoid the unsightly appearance of a booger hanging from my nose, personal hygiene,out of habit)?
To relieve discomfort or itchiness

Which finger do you use?
Little finger

How do you dispose of the goop? (tissue, hanky, floor, stuck it to furniture, eat)
Tissue, duh?!!

Rhinotillexomania

During dismissal last Friday, the kids in the kindergarten where I work in were lining up to go home. Kids are particular about many things, such as who they line up with, whether or not other people were jumping que etc. So, as I was on duty near the children, one little boy came up to me to complain that the girl he was lining up with left him to line up with someone else. Of course being a teacher, I was duty bound to "solve" the problem. The girl admitted to changing partners but she also took the trouble to inform me the reason she did that.


With her pointer jammed in her nose, she said "He do like that (wriggling finger) and then he hold my hand oh!" I was momentarity stunned and I gave the boy a really lame lesson on hygene and little girls. I was thinking about it the whole day so I thought I'd dig up some facts on nose-digging.
We've all caught someone at sometime picking their nose. Some try to do it in secret. Others do it openly without embarrassment. Maybe even you have been caught in the act. Nose-picking is one disgusting habit and is certainly not socially acceptable. So, are these people normal? One would guess that this is not the type of thing researched at our institutions of higher learning. Guess again. The Americans did.


Of course, scientists must give everyday things complicated scientific names. Nose picking is a term for us common folk. Nose-picking should really be referred to as rhinotillexomania (rhino=nose, tillexis=habit of picking at something, mania=obsession with something). So, the next time that you see a person picking their nose, tell them that they are a rhinotillexomaniac.

The researchers prepared their "Rhinotillexomania Questionnaire" and randomly mailed it to 1000 residents in Dane County, Wisconsin. Each survey included a cover letter that stated, "The University of Wisconsin is conducting a survey of a common but understudied habit scientifically known as 'rhinotillexomania'. Its common name is nose-picking."

Even better, the letter actually defined what nose-picking is: "Insertion of a finger (or other object) into the nose with the intention of removing dried nasal secretions." I'll bet that you already knew that. Can you imagine getting this survey in the mail? Even with the University's seal on the stationary, one would have to wonder whether this was a joke or not. Now for the results (assuming that they are reliable):


Of the 1000 surveys mailed out, only 254 were completed and returned to the researchers.· 8.7% claim that they have never picked their nose. (In other words, they are liars or they can't remember doing it as a kid.)

· 25.6% actually pick their noses daily, One lone soul claims to devote over 2 hours each day to this ritual (I'm not a doctor and I can tell you that this guy definitely has rhinotillexomania).
· 65.1% use their index finger, 20.2% use their pinky, and 16.4% use their thumb (must have BIG nostrils to fit a thumb in) as their instrument of choice.

· Most people (90.3%) disposed of the goop in a tissue or a handkerchief, while 28.6% used the floor, and 7.6% stuck it to the furniture.· 8% of the respondents actually ate the end product. In case you are thinking of trying this delicacy, the study claims that the pickings are quite tasty (salty).

So, what have we learned from this groundbreaking study? Basically, boogers apparently taste good, although I can guarantee to you that I will never do the taste testing to find out. And we are wondering why there is no cure for Cancer yet!
Interesting, huh? I though I'd like to know what our KL statistics will be like so friends, I'll be tagging u with a Rhinotillexomania tag. Excited? heheh!!


This story is based on the research titled Rhinotillexomania: Psychiatric Disorder or Habit? by James W. Jefferson, M.D. (Dean Foundation for Health, Research, and Education) and Trent D. Thompson, M.D. (University of Wisconsin Medical School) which appears in the February, 1995 issue of The Journal of Clinical Psychiatry (pages 56-59).

Friday, June 13, 2008

Little Biker

Miracle's "Kai Ye" has gone to Singapore,
He left his bike for her to remember him by,
Now, my little baby is slowly morphing into a 'Biker girl'...
Here's some cute picture for Miracle's "Kai Ye" to grab and for the rest to enjoy.

Saturday, June 7, 2008

Recipe for a good holiday.

The school holidays are over!! Boo Hoo! Back to updating my blog once in a blue blue moon.
But I got to say I really enjoyed this holiday. All thanks to this recipe I concocted:

Ingredients:
1. Free time. Lots of free time.
2. Baby.
3. Super Hero husband


First, draw up a schedule.
















Then, put in all activities.
Make sure to have Pulau Ketam Trip (with hands free. Meaning no babies tagging along. Wah ha ha ha!!), trip to The Curve (coz I’ve never been there), birthday parties. HAPPY BIRTHDAY MUM!



After that, enlist help.














Thank You hubby. Without you my holiday will be so drabby. Thanks for being my driver, cook, cleaner, baby sitter, IT Consultant & much more.

Gotta give credit to a great mom in law!! No complains at all even when I left Miracle at her place for a whole day!

Crabby Island

Pictures speak a thousand words. Since I don’t have that many words to say, let the pictures tell about my trip to Crabby Island. As in ‘Ketam’ not crabby- lousy.

That’s my seat no on our speed boat.














Daniel so funny with Big hibiscus.














Wonder if Miracle will like this seat attached to Mike’s motorbike?

The 3 taukehs sitting on the VIP seats on the way back.















The 3 beautiful ladies…ahem!














Posing...














So romantic. Makes me wish my darling went too.. heheh!



















It's a bird! It's a plane! No!! It's Ketam Man!!

Tuesday, June 3, 2008

Hand phones n Close ups


Have you noticed the way young girls take photos with their handphones nowadays? Perhaps the technology wasn't around when we were teens. Maybe we (those who consider yourself in the older category) have lost our 'cuteness'. I observed that the new style of capturing close ups seems to flatter the younger generation more. I tried to take photos of myself sometime ago. It just came out WEIRD. No need to torture anyone by posting it here but I'm posting this cute one of Miracle. Just wish I could do more with it but I dunno how to use photo shop. Sigh....


p.s: To the girls whom I took ur photos, u got to admit it looks good on my blog. Heheh!! Jangan marah,ya.

Sunday, June 1, 2008

The B.I.B.L.E. Tag


1) How many book have you read in the Old Testament?
How many books are there in the Old Testament? Guess I didn't really count.

2) How many book have you read in the New Testament?
Completely finish? Umm...Did a Scripture Union course on ACTS, Did the 1,2,3 Johns. That's all, I'm afraid.

3) The book(s) in the Bible which I like to read the most?
Psalms. And yet I didn't finish it!! Oh dear.

4) Who is my favourite male character(s) in the Bible and why? (other than Jesus)
David. Coz he is a dancer.

5) Who is my favourite female character(s) in the Bible and why?
Naomi. Coz she is faithful n obedient.

6) My favourite Bible verse(s) is/are…
Psalm 121

7) How many versions of Bible do you have?
NIV, NLT

Miracle & her Dad's BIG bible.