Questa è Enida

Everything went really smoothly and well when Monchies were all showered, dressed and ready by 0800 on that Saturday morning. Saturday morning? We never wake up earlier than 0900 on any given Saturday mornings. So to be up at 0730 was record-breaking, I tell you! I also knew by 0820, all butts had to be out the door if we were going to make it to our 0900 dentist appointment on Bolshaya Dmitrovka, the second busiest one-way street near Kremlin.

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The appointments were only for Mommy and Kit that Saturday as Edrick’s and Kitreena’s teeth had had the cleaning done the previous Saturday. Kakak had two teeth with cavities and they needed to be fixed. While Mommy’s teeth were overdue for a cleaning and check-up. Foregone conclusion… breakfast could wait. At 0817hrs I went downstairs to get my boots on and…

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Whattt? What are you guys doinggg?!

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My jaw, my teeth, my tied tongue, my soft palate, my hard palate, my premolars, my molars, my whole dentition, my throat, my throat’s child and all my hope to get to the dentist on time dropped to the floor and they all went rolling bergolekdog out of the garage door faster than I could say, “Huh?”

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Here they were, my husband and my children, having gourmet breakfast like there was no tomorrow and like there was no dentist appointment due in approximately 37 minutes! I could not believe my eyes, my nose, my mouth, my throat and my brain when I saw that! Be and I had an agreement (I thought?) that breakfast could wait until after! (Did I just put an exclamation mark at the end of every sentence I just wrote? Well, for crying out loud, I was very exclaimed!)

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And here it was, breakfast on the table for father and two children… scrambled eggs, brown toast, breakfast meat, cheese and orange juice! I was just standing motionlessly and in disbelief at the kitchen counter trying to feel what shock would feel like if I had not known my significant other for twelve years, him and his punctuality.

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I finally decided not to feel anything, put my boots on and shut my emotion detector down. We finally left Bukit Pokrovsky at 0838 trying to make what could be an hour drive into a 22-minute flight. Oh I felt like my head actually rolled down to my feet and my feet were not on the ground. And all along Volokolomskaya, Leningradsky, Tverskaya and Bolshaya Dmitrovka, I was going…

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“Dah tauuuuuuuuuuu nak pegi dentist, lagiiiiiiiiiii nak sarap macam lah lepas tu karang tak boleh makaaaaaan. Selalunya Sabtu sarap dah tinggi hari tak lah pulak laparrrrr, boleh lah pulak tahaaaaaan. Kalau setakat yogurt ke, cereals ke, or roti planta tu paham lah jugak mengalas perut, ehhhhhhh! Siap goreng telur buat scrambled eggs tuuuuu! Nasib baik takde segala hiasan plus a Swedish flag tercacak kat atas toast itu tadi, lady and gentlemen ni kang aku gentel belaka-laka buat sarapan besok pagi ni karaaaaaaaaangggg!

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And dah tauuuuuuuuuuu jalan pagi Sabtu ni sesak mengalahkan orang Melayu dan India nak balik kampung Raya Cina,  orang Cina dan India nak balik kampung Raya Melayu, orang Cina dan Melayu nak balik kampung Raya Hindu… parking susah nak cari macam kat Batu Caves on Thaipusam, and macam Tesco Selayang, naaaaaaaakkkkkk lah jugak melambatkan orangggg! Dah berapa tahun, taaaaaakkkkk reti-reti nak jaga masa. Ini bukan kali pertama, malah kali keTIGA kita akan lambat for appointment tempat yang sama. Malunya kalau orang panggil kita the Late Johnsons tauuuuu! Kita tunggu dentist tak apa, jangan dentist tunggu kitaaaaa! Kita nganga kita bayar, dia nganga kita jugak bayar! Eeeeeeeeessssyyyy sakitnya hatiku iniiiiiiiii!“

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I must have had my eyes closed all along Volokolomskaya, Leningradsky, and Tverskaya entertaining my thoughts. For when I opened my eyes and opened my heart to accept that some people just would not change their priorities to suit mine, we were already on Bolshaya Dmitrovka parking right in front of US Dental Clinic’s door! Huh? And it was 0900hrs right on the dot, and right between my eyes if I were to be shot for my crime of having no faith. 🙂 I had a big smile on my face and Be didn’t even notice the ‘exclamation marks’ I just swallowed!

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Va bene, questa è Enida!

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I am glad that over the years… I have learned to not nag. And when I do, my bebel is always voiceless and motionless. Because I have been wrong many times. Including last Saturday. But after all that went well and positive, nobody knew the negativity of my thoughts until today. Here. Hehehehehe.

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