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The Tendency

August 6, 2004 by Enida

I have been busy. That’s what I’d like to believe, at least. Be was back for 2 weeks and 2 days. The two days extra was some sort of a compensation for his back-to-back Head of Commissioning, Makhtoum – to take during Eid in November. Be will get his 2 days off when Mom & Eric come.

Anyway, since Be left, I have been busy. Updating my CV and gathering materials for my long-abandoned scrapbooks. CV? So I’m going back to slavery, huh? Eeesh, babab dia! What a nasty choice of vocab. Mind you, I have nothing against working. The thing is, I can’t start. Once I do, my tendency of falling into that one of the Horlick groups is expectedly high. Work-a-Horlick lah.

Be’s 40th birthday is coming in less than 3 weeks. Our 50th month anniversary…exactly a week before his birthday. And if I got the job, I will have to start in precisely one week from today. Tell me, how am I supposed to jenjalan to Sharjah to see Cik Nan & Co. who’s arriving definitely in three days from now while Bibik’s and my road permits will only be ready probably in another 2 weeks?

Adoi laa! Is it true that, when one has too much time in her hand and too little to do…she would either talk too much about the past, or worry too much about the future? More often than not, one would end up doing nothing at all and feeling just like…uh, nothing, as well. Eh?

Me a fine bovine one of a kind.

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For Sister’s Soul

July 27, 2004 by Enida


Empathy is your pain in my heart.
~ Author Unknown

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Shreked

July 23, 2004 by Enida



There! Finally shreeking in Muscat. Went to see it on its first day showing. My second time, really. Funny just as the first time seeing it on the VCD my lil sis brought home a month and a half ago (in Malaysia). What can I say, movies are sure better on theatre screen or DVD’s. But even with DVD’s these days, you just have to be careful. I bought Lilo & Stitch that was supposed to have all the special features on, i.e. the deleted scenes, the making of, and the lots. But nope! Tipah tertipu lagi. I should sue Carrefour Muscat for selling mongak goods. Cisss!


Cliche, but time sure flies. We saw Shrek (1) at The Arcobaleno in Milan. And that was 2001 – I was a year shy from the 30’s club, parlare Italiano poco poco, enjoying Vesuvius calzone (pronounced as [kal-‘zo-neh], not [kal-‘zon] mind ya) almost every other night from the ristorante right across our Via Angelo Moro appartamento, and walking around with one helluva flat tummy! I still love my not-so-flat pancia now, though. Stretch marks and all.

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About Things You Brush Other Than Shoes

July 21, 2004 by Enida



There’s no better time to start than now.


Okay, okay, in Kitreena’s case…other than her hair. It took me over a year before I finally found a brush that could do her superfine where-did-she-ever-get-that curly hair. And it wasn’t even a hairbrush. (It was a body brush, or rather back brush with a removable handle!)


Anyway, after a few months losing in the Toothbrushing Battlefield of Yarlsburg, I broke down and bought Kitreena her first battery-operated toothbrush. I was getting desperate last week and tried MY electric toothbrush on her. She, to my surprise of course, loved it. I hope it was not an indication that she would grow up to like anything that oscillates or ehem…vibrates! Muah hahaha!

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Bloggerizationism

July 21, 2004 by Enida

I have moved to the greener pasture. Not that I like chewing on the green grass. But uh…did you know that some weeds DO make tasty salads? I don’t know what they are called. There’s one called “rockets” by the aussies, but my ma-in-law thought they were dandelions. Now, don’t you go graze on mimosa pudica, you silly cow!


Anyway, I just found out that blogging is much easier than keeping a diary. Really. Well, kalau dah ada yang senang tu…apasal nak menyusahkan diri, ye dak? Feel free to blog into me at: Enida’s Blog kay?

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Mothering Without a Map

July 18, 2004 by Enida

Took the anak itik to the kolam again today. Bibik made friends with another Indonesian maid who was taking care of an eleven-month old boy. He’s the third of soon-to-be four. Local. The Sir & Madam are in Thailand right now, cuti-cuti. And she is seven-months prego. The Madam that is. Left all three children with all the three maids. Ouieee! Howzit? The Sir & Madam are in their mid twenties, irrelevantly speaking. Go figure loh hor?

That made me ask myself why I wanted Kitreena so badly, and then stopped wanting – for Klarissa or Edrick. For now, at least. Guilt is often playing tricks on me tumbled soul even when I let Kitreena watch Lilo & Stitch with no supervision. Do I dare cuti-cuti to Thailand leaving her with Bibik alone?

If I don’t want what I have, then I should not have wanted.

I’m gone mothering.

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Aaaaaaarrrgghhhh!

July 16, 2004 by Enida

This is the part when Lilo screams her head off because she knows she is in trouble

– the meeting with Mr. Bubbles didn’t go so well.

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Stingers

July 12, 2004 by Enida

I haven’t been watching good movies lately. I haven’t been watching movies much, actually. When Kitreena is not hogging the TV all to herself watching Lilo & Stitch five times a day, the TV’s off. Or I’ll be busy uploading our Cuti Malaysia pictures on to Yahoo Album (in between reading my books of course). Well, Kitreena’s obsession to Lilo has come down to once or twice a day now. She’s into Mulan and Boo in Monsters Inc. these days. And I do take her down to the pool everyday. Hmmm my anak itik.

On movies…

A friend of mine, Vincent, watches only movies he “can learn something from”. Movies with a message. I wonder if that excludes all the Harry Potter’s and Lord of The Rings’s. Does it, Vince? Is it what messages they have, or is it what messages we look for that matters? I have watched Lilo probably 128 times as of today, and I just realized it – by the 5th time of watching it – how the Polynesians in Hawaii and New Zealand are distinctively separated by two different dialects of English. The former American English, the latter apparently New Zealand English.

It was challenging enough trying to understand Australian English. I spent three years in Perth, and my overused words were, “Pardon me?” I guess I was more familiar, or rather exposed, to American English. Darn ya Malaysian TV channels! And about the only Aussie show that I could recall watching was “Water Rats”. But hey, what do you know, I am now glued to the tube when Stingers is on. And I admit, I was sooo not a fan of Steve Irwin, but now…I find his accessive enthusiasm rather insipring. I kinda miss that bloody Aussie accent!

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Bite Class three

July 8, 2004 by Enida

There’s just so much passing from one brain cell to another when your mouth is open for an hour or so, but you can’t say a word. Clue? Dentist appointment. Capite?


I found it strangely relaxing seeing my Colombian dentist these days. Well, not only listening to his Spanish CDs or his blinding all-white room. I keep finding myself lost in thoughts with my eyes shut and my mouth open, hands on my tummy, and one foot on the other. At ease, at peace.

I can’t say much about Dr. Julio Cesar Alzate. He can’t say much to me either. His English is as good as my Arabic. Ha! But hey, he seems to know what he’s doing to my ever so mengader tooth. Old filling, infection, dead nerves, too close to sinuses. And now, fistula. The next thing you know, root canal is on its way.

If anyone, I should be the most merajuk with my teeth. Been so fussy about taking care of ’em. But nope, naaakkkk jugak sakit, naaakkkk jugak bercavity berdecay semua. I religiously brush them twice a day for as long as I can remember. Come hell or high water, gi camping or on long flights…toothbrush has always been more important than lipstick! Cik main.

There’s one thing about my childhood naïveté or uh…stupidity I can NOT to this day understand though. I recall that I never used to like brushing my teeth before losing all my milk teeth. I even made the effort of brushing the bathroom coarse wall, just so Mom would hear some brushing sound. Aiyaiya muy tonto lah that time!

Perhaps I never had it as an enjoyable daily activity. Toothbrushing, that is. Or perhaps I never saw anybody else enjoying it. It was supposed to be made fun. And I was supposed to be taught and reminded that I was going to have pretty smiles if I kept on doing it. And kept doing it right. Too ideal eh?

In spite of everything, I believe that I do have pretty smiles. There goes the basket case again!

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I am a Bi…

July 2, 2004 by Enida

Not very long ago, a friend criticized me for rojaking my bahasas. She was really piqued with my in(ter)vention of words. Including the kusyuh-kusyuh term that I thought of just for the fun of it. She even advised me to start using either full Bahasa or full English. But no cacamarba. Lo sentite?



I thought…huh? So I wrote back, politely asking her if my being comfortably bilingual had in any way, shape or form affected her salary. Or should I, from this point on, write two versions of emails to my contacts just so I could please some monolingual maniacs?

Was I ever polite.


Comfortably bilingual, bilingually comfortable.

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