Showing posts with label family. Show all posts
Showing posts with label family. Show all posts

Sunday, May 13, 2007

My Mum is great because...

My Mum is great because she disagrees with my silly ideas, because she disapproves of my stupid actions, because she scolds me when I'm wrong, because she nags me when I'm lazy, because she lectures me when I'm rude, because she treats me like a baby, because she never gives me freedom, because she likes to say "you are grounded" for tiny mistakes that I made...

But most importantly, my Mum is great because even if she knows that I'll hate her for what she did, she still does it, because she knows it's the best for me...

Happy Mother's Day!
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Aren't they cute?...

Thursday, May 3, 2007

"Chiak ho liao"

Dad’s friend came to our house just now, as we were about to start dinner and went to the kitchen/dining room to say hi to mum and asked Mum what she’d cooked for dinner. He asked whether tonight we are going to “chiak ho liao” — eat gourmet food — for dinner. I think he meant to compliment Mum, but Mum seemed to feel more offended that delighted. She did manage to cover up her annoyance though.

Dad soon left with his friend, Uncle Choon to go to someone’s funeral and Mum and I continued with dinner. Halfway through dinner, Mum told me that it’s very bad manner to barge into someone’s kitchen and look at what they are eating. She told me she wouldn’t do it and personally can’t accept it. No wonder Mum seemed offended, it all made sense…

However, as always I have my own theory. In a way, yes it is not good to interrupt others during mealtimes, but I guess Mum might be just a little too defensive. Who wouldn’t be, when all she cooked was some curried cabbage and lots of fried fish. And here was Uncle Choon talking about “chiak ho liao”. Mum has never really been a good cook and she never really did bother about it, she even fried fishes in bulk so that our cats will have their share as soon as we are done with ours.

So, Mum might feel uncomfortable when others get a look at her cooking prowess, which in this case was Uncle Choon and got a little annoyed about his “chiak ho liao” comment. Imagine, if Mum is like Bree from Desperate Housewives, I don’t think she would mind anyone walking in during dinner. Maybe, she’ll even invite them for dinner because she’s the epitome of “chiak ho liao” when it comes to family dinners.



What do you think?

Tuesday, May 1, 2007

a tale of two TVs

It is a well known fact that my family members are procrastinators.

I haven’t register at any driving school since January and all my friends can now drive with ease. Mum still can’t find time to shop for textiles so that she can start her own label and Dad, well he just sent in his income tax form yesterday, which is in the last minute.

But worst of all, none of my parents have taken the initiative to buy a new TV. I being financially inadequate, is totally out of this story…Let me explain…

It happened not so long ago, the day after I returned from KL. It was about 8 p.m. and like always I switched on the ancient SETRON telly that is much older than myself. Old enough to be considered antique. However, unlike the normal pictures and sounds that normal TV would make, all I got was white noise and a pitch black screen. White noise. Black screen. Ironic…

After a few attempts to revive SETRON, Mum came running to the living room (I was hitting SETRON with my fist) and told me that our beloved telly had broken down. The reason, Bigboy had pissed on it and most probably soaked up all the wires which eventually gone ka-boom! Bigboy is one of our cats, in case you are wondering. Poor SETRON, from telly to toilet in the mercy of a feline.

Mum told me to use the other TV in our house, an equally ancient television with the brand — QUINTRIX. Are we the only family using all these weird brands? Just like her name, QUINTRIX acted like a queen. She kept changing channel on her own accord and if she don’t feel like showing the program, she’ll give you a blank screen but with the sound just to make you more frustrated.

That’s three days ago, SETRON is still sitting atop his shelves, comatose. While QUINTRIX sit beside him, being the TV diva that she is. I’ll miss SETRON and I’ll probably learn to love QUINTRIX but I think it’s time for a new TV. A SONY maybe?