Wednesday, September 22, 2010


One good thing about living near to my mother is that we get to spend more time together and also to celebrate more festivals together. Driving from my place to my mother's house which is also my childhood home takes only about 10 minutes (8km).

As today is the Mid-Autumn Festival a.k.a. Mooncake Festival, we had dinner with my mother and siblings. Since we are all grown-ups, we did not light any lanterns nor did we play with candles. We just ate a simple meal and sat around talking into the night.

This year I bought only 9 moon cakes - some new flavours such as red yeast, ginkgo and others but found that I still prefer the traditional flavour of pure lotus paste and salted egg yolk. I wanted to buy those with double egg yolks but left it too late - they were all sold out when I tried to purchase some yesterday. So next year, I will make sure that I buy them earlier.

Although it drizzled for a while at around 11.30pm, the bright round moon was smiling at us before that and we had a good look at the rabbit in it. It was truly an evening well spent with family.

Saturday, September 11, 2010

Happy 1st Birthday...

... to my blog. Time flies when we are not paying attention to it but it crawls when we are looking forward to something. So one year is up and I am counting my blessings that I have some good blog buddies who leave comments on my blog now and then. You know who you are so thank you!

Meanwhile age is catching up fast. I find myself having difficulty reading fine prints and I tend to forget things that happened a few weeks ago. Thus I remind myself to live happily everyday and not to sweat over small stuff. And to treasure each moment as if it is the last. As always, easier said than done but at least, I'll try my best!

Thursday, September 9, 2010


Here's wishing all my friends who are celebrating Hari Raya tomorrow:

Selamat Hari Raya
Maaf Zahir dan Batin

Thursday, September 2, 2010

Leaves messages

Zig zag scribbles on a leaf.
Is it a message for me?
Alas, I know not what it means.
Much less who left it for me.