Us, the Mesra bunch, were going through the possible menu for the school lunchbox at bedtime last night. Monchies refuse to have the rice lunch provided by the school these days. And I, almost apologetically, must admit that these rascals are not rice mice. Having rice everyday at mealtimes for Kitreena and Edrick is like us truly Asians having bread for breakfast, for lunch, for dinner and at snack time 5 days a week. Boleh?
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So I bet you could imagine how overly displeased I was when Bibik told me we were out of bread. At 8.15pm Tuesday night! But oh well, if we’re out, we’re out, ya know. How else can it be? Monchies went to bed and so did Bibik, at 8.30pm. But I, the Questa è Enida, had to make a run to Cold Storage Mont Kiara for some bread. And while I was at it, I actually got some bagels, sausages, cumin Gouda cheese and some Coons, some choy sum, kyuri, cherry tomatoes, snow peas, yogurt, Korean strawberries and bananas. And oh! Yeah I got bread too!
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A lot of things needed mending at home, and I thought while I was still at it, I might as well look for the replacement for these…
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It took me a while at the lightbulb section to find the right one as this was the light for the Electrolux kitchen hood. I wasn’t all that hopeful to see any at Cold Storage. But I looked anyway. And I caught myself staring at, and then staring through the lighbulb boxes for a few long minutes, thinking that it was never my ‘department’ to look at lightbulbs before. It used to be a man thing in my house. There used to be a man in my house too. 🙂
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The right lightbulb was not available. But the blinking thought I was having while looking, certainly switched a lightbulb on in my head. I actually had an ‘Oprah’s Aha! Moment’ there and then!
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I moved on to the battery section nevertheless, thinking that at some point in time, I must have been the brightest light in someone’s eyes. And at some point in time, I must have been that energetic pink bunny rabbit ready to toy around with any possibilities life had in store. But then, life happened. And just like a burned-out lightbulb and a drained-out battery, I have been replaced. Out of sight, out of mind.
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I drove home with neither a new lightbulb, nor a new battery. But I must have taken the longest route home. For it sure felt like I was driving 260km long thinking about finding a replacement. Maybe the next time around I should look for one that is bright enough to light up the whole kitchen – not just the stove, the one that has a lifetime warranty, and for a battery that is rechargeable for ever and ever. And ever after.
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Maybe I need a heart replacement. Banyak sangat roti and not enough nasi.
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Questa è Enida 
This has too deep a meaning “Banyak sangat roti and not enough nasi.” I like.
But dontcha worry dear, there are more varieties like mee, laksa, kuey tiaw, pasta, instead of just bread here. Bon Apetit Enida. You deserve a full buffet spread. Don’t skip the dessert table, that’s where good things can be found.
You do not need a man to mend broken things in your house. Certainly not ‘that’ man. Just believe that you are like a very priceless rechargeable battery to your children. You need no replacement. You just charge yourself whenever needed and feel like a brand new battery every single time you recharge yourself. Stop talking about ‘that’ man anymore. He doesn’t even deserve not even a fraction of a second of your time. Just focus on people who deserve your love, like ME! Hehehe.
Love you.
Hi Che Nid,
Been thinking about you lately, while sending doa’s from time to time. Hope and wish (What else could I say) you are doing well. Even not so well… but there’s always but eh? Well what to do the ‘Butt’ is always following us around anyway, anywhere, everytime … he he… don’t blame the Butt! opocot. I meant the ‘but’.
Agree with you on the roti paragraph. Me too those munchkins are from diff. land. Oh god I am out of roti today morning too what a coincidence.
The other paragraphs melting my heart away though. Life is like those paragraph don’t you think? It will come to an end, after the ups and down of the middle paragraphs.
Usually the last paragraph will conclude all… may be better happy ending may be otherwise. Hopefully your last paragraph will be a good happy ending dearie.
take care ya & good luck!
regards & hugs!