Every bed needs a piggie

Mummy's way of welcoming me to my bed...

Because we couldn't wait

And so we untied the pretty ribbons to take a peek and a touch at the beauties inside the boxes..

To be unveiled...

My good guy friends

Yesterday while walking around in Vivo..
Me: I have a few very good guy friends you know?
Cheeky: Har! Who?
Me: Eh, for example, Ben and Jerry, Charles and Keith...... I like Ben and Jerry a lot!
Cheeky: Orh
Me: Charles and Keith I don't really like them, they make me very painful!
Cheeky: Painful where?
Me: Down there...

Such cuteness

How to resist biting those cheeks?

Who's the fatty?

Friday night on the way back home:
Cheeky: supper?
Me: Nope, no supper!
Cheeky: You sure no supper?
Me: Nope, I'm on a diet!

And when I came out of the shower, guess who was sneakily munching mamee in the room?


Saturday afternoon:
Cheeky lying on the bed: I'm going to do some crunches!
Me: Wow, good boy!
2 seconds later, I realised something was not quite right..
Me: Wait, what are you going to crunch?
Cheeky: Some food!

It's getting too long

One thing I'll do for sure after my wedding banquet, besides going for honeymoon and making a baby, is to cut my hair short!
It's getting on my nerves how hair gets pulled everytime i lie back on my chair, or gets kiap-ed in between my armpit or handbag, or can't see where I'm aiming when I have to use the squatting toilet, cos when I bend down all I see is hair! Haha, gross but true.
So which hairstyle will look nicer on my chubby face?

When the cats are away, the mice come out to play

This is what will happen to me if plastic surgery goes wrong..

My colleague took a photo of me to put on my resume.
Too chubby, too round, need some editing.
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So with some severe facial slimming and eyes enlargement...

An alien appeared!

Yes, I'm 光明正大-ly looking for jobs in office. As much as I'm tempted to apply to those openings in bigger companies, I'm holding back due to fear. Fear of stress, fear of having to be fighting out there in the ocean, fear of driving. But after fearing so much, I told myself, if I'm going to be scared of everything, I might as well stay at home under my blanket everyday in case the sky falls down on me. Hmmmmm...
I guess its time to update my resume, send it out, and of course, take a proper picture.