Flashback to Eid 2009

I know Eid is like, over but seriously? Did you think i would not be posting photos and reminiscence about bygones Eid? Soooo not gonna happen! So here is the start of backtracking through out Syawal. 

Ps: There was are very good reasons to why i am late with these photos. 

1. Somehow Baby PP managed to delete...YES delete photos from one of the camera. It was already transfered to my laptop that i brought back and yet she deleted them while smacking random things on the laptop...but get this...it was NOT IN THE TRASH! Gah.....thankfully Daddylicious managed to recovered them all...albeit it took some time and looking for free recovering system.

2. Then my laptop refuses to acknowledged the recovered and transfered photos to be uploaded. Harumpph! But...moving on! 

Eid 2008

We celebrated as a married couple for the first time.

Just the two of us

Since my grandmother passive aggressively said "Makmak tutup kunci pintu je la raya ni, bukan sapa nak balik pun" (I will just lock the doors during Eid, there won't be anyone coming home anyway), we made a trip back to MY hometown Alor Star! before heading to Kelantan on the 3rd day :P

Eid 2009

It was our 2nd year Eid as a married couple. 

This time it was just the two and half of us. Half! in my huge tummy!

Since i was 8 months pregnant, a 5 hours trip back to Kelantan was out by flight and by car. OUT! Will not take that risk. So Daddylicious missed his turn to celebrate Eid in his hometown.

Eid 2010

Our 3rd year Eid as a married couple but who cares about that? Its Baby PP's FIRST EID.

Now there are 3 of us!

And Daddylicious FINALLY got to celebrate Eid in his hometown in Kelantan after missing it for 2
 years. So it was the whole family (*sob i have a family!) first time raya in Kelantan!

Do you want to see how pregnant i was last raya? These photos will showcase how BIG i was!

EId 2009 - VERY Pregnant Mummy at around 8 months pregnancy playing with firecrackers

Yup, still wanted to light the firecrackers...but then had trouble getting up!

Eid 2010 - 11 Months old Baby PP playing firecrackers with Mummy. 

Heh...so much more subdue Mummylicious

Eid 2009 - There was only me for Daddylicious to give duit raya to

Eid 2010 - Extra little hands who wanted her angpow!

Ps: Eid 2011

There are no plans for 'Just 3 and half of us'. So stop asking :P

Anniversary post

Somewhen last month during my-im-too-tired-to-blog stage, Mummylicious and Daddylicious celebrated our second year wedding anniversary. 

TWO years! 

I think there's a joke somewhere that if you are a guy, 2 years of marriage = 20 years of aging. But since I am a woman, i won't go there :P

Three years ago I wasnt even with Daddylicious. He was not...hmm as the "young ones" would say , my boyfriend. He was a very good friend that been with me through the heartaches and the toothaches and the happyaches since I knew him. Merely 3 years ago I would not imagine I would be married to him.A year, changed all that.

Now...here we are celebrating our second year anniversary together and with a little naughty (then) 9 months old daughter, Baby PP. 

Who would have thought that? If someone said to me 5 years ago when I first got to know Daddylicious

"Mummylicious, in 5 years time, you will be married to him and have cheeky monster together"

I'd probably give that person my evil stare and said "you crazy.yucks". 

But God have a funny sense of humour. God said "I know you think he is everything you do not want your husband to be, but I have chosen him as your husband because he is what you need." And with one clear dream after 7 nights of prayers for guidance, I woke up knowing, with no more doubt about ruining our friendship, he is my match.

He was, he still is my best friend. Someone that i can be myself with and he still won't run away screaming. Someone who is my yin when i am all yang. Someone who i don't have to call "abaaaaaannnggg" and act like the docile wife that i am not. Someone who is a friend foremost and a husband second. Somehow...in my view, that works better.

So here are my anniversary promises to Daddylicious

I promise

There would be much more one-sided fights between us.  

There would be more nonsensical arguments from me.

There would be more challenges that we must overcome.

But I know, you know

There would also be more laughter over a cup of coffee

There would also be silly banters over my crappy Kelantanese attempts

There would also be a deeper understanding of the meaning of the love between us.

I also promise, with handbags every year, you have you budu supply

Mummylicious (kinda) Splurged: Chanel 2.55 Classic

First of all, the following post is not meant to show off. Just to record my extreme happiness. If you don't like it, please go away. like. shoo. now. shoo

Now with the disclaimer is done with.

You remember this posts?

{Mummylicious wants to splurge: Chanel 2.55 Classic} 

and 

{Mummylicious wants to splurge: in Chanel Rue Cambon?}

Look what came in through my mailbox very VERY recently. That is Mummylicious's Email mailbox. 

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What comes in a black box? With white ribbons and a Camelia on top of it?

My Classic Flap 2.55 Black Caviar Gold Hardware Jumbo Sized .... CHANEL!

Accompanying her is my friend's Classic Flap 2.55 Beige Caviar Gold Hardware Jumbo Sized...CHANEL! 

( I just had to state them like that)

Here it is. My precious.

Saying it again. My Classic Flap 2.55 Black Caviar Gold Hardware Jumbo Sized .... CHANEL!

I am such a black handbag person so this is a nice fit for me! Weee.

My friend's precious 2.55 Chanel in its natural beige tone

Though my ability to keep a light coloured bag clean is beyond my natural capabilities, a regular sized 2.55 in beige is my next aim. "Hello Mothership? Book satu please?"

Photos only lah. Now i have to wait for my friend to come home to hug and kiss this new baby of mine.
For now, I can only kiss my laptop screen and hope my love reaches her. See how i excited i am, that i edited the photos from my friend to eliminate any distracting background! *Huge Big GRIN*

Previously I stated that I was planning to buy this for myself with my dowry money. but then Daddylicious said that he had promised me this bag for our wedding...(he instead bought me a J12 instead...sigh) So ...Daddylicious said he will pay for the bag! ...before the prices goes up again. Thank you my sweetheart!!!!

So what should I buy with my dowry money instead? Hmm any thoughts? The dream of getting a Chanel at the mothership is still aliveeeeeeeeeeee!

Random other notes:: 

My sister and I observed a lady in Chanel KLCC wanting to purchase a bag. Totally normal. Totally fine. Until she received a phone call and it goes like this...

"Hello? Yah yah. I speak very good English, see I am popular ppl call me, lalala Im rich too apparent and I'm in CHAN-NEL"

Yup. She said Channel, like television channel-chan-nel in Chanel. IN CHANEL!

...and we burst out in laughter! right there and then.  She was not making a joke too! She didnt notice of course why we laughed but my mom was asking us "why? whats going on? why are you two laughing?" and since we were still near the Chan-nel lady, both of us kept saying "nothing ma, nothing...we tell you later".

Mispronunciation is common. but if you want to buy, uses, LURRVE designer items, at least know how to pronounce their names properly. 

Same things for people who claim to love "Lu-is Vit-ton".

As for why we were in Chanel KLCC for, you got to ask my sister that  and all i know...i can borrow it :) and a proper size comparison between our handbags can be done. 

Ps: Chanel is pronounced as "Sha-nell". Loius Vuitton is pronounced "Loo-wee Vee-tahng"

Daddylicious ends up in the hospital

Quote of the day: "Tak suka la camni, rasa macam orang sakit" (I don't like this, feels like I'm sick) said Daddylicious as he lies on his hospital bed with drips up his arm. Ya think?

On Thursday, a call came from an unknown number on my mobile.

"May I speak to Miss Mummylicious please?" Yes...she said Miss...

"It is I! MISS MUMMYLICIOUS!" ...No, i didnt answer like that exactly.

She continued calmly...

"I'm from Tropicana Medical Center, I just want to inform you, your husband Daddylicious been admitted to emergency..*she said somethingsomething i blanked out for a minute*..he was having chest pains and difficulty in breathing but he is okay now..he is going to be warded for the night. So you can come to the hospital to room 513 soon."

My reaction to hearing that..."My husband? Hospital? Emergency? Warded?" while kinda in half disbelief and half laughing. Yes..laughing. Ok, more like a snigger. Dont ask me why I laughed/snigger. I have weird reactions to ackward situations.

Honestly, i thought it was a friend playing a prank on me because she sounded like one of my friends being all formal when asking to speak to me, said MISS like i like to be called, and using my full name and she was so calm! I was...very sceptical. like...seriously? only when she said "going to be warded" i begin to realise..hmm this might be real.

"Yes. Your husband, Daddylicious will be in room 513"

"Room 5.1.3. Ok I be right there. Thank you" and i laughed a bit and i think i said to myself "oh boy..." before heading to my room.stared at the room..then walked out to my dad to tell him he have to drive me to the hospital.  I then took a shower, packed some stuff for myself, Daddylicious and Baby PP just in case Baby PP and I ended up staying there. 

No running. No tears. Just a lot of fast walking. and left Baby PP to be handled by G-Na who of course followed along to the hospital together with my sister and brother. 

Tropicana Medical Center where Daddylicious drove himself into emergency.

See our room on the 5th floor that is actually 4th floor.

Mummylicious didn't panic. Just forgot some things like towels, camera and pills for self. But everything else was very sorted. And I did ended up staying the night with Daddylicious. Baby PP left for home to sleep with G-Na after I gave her a long feeding at the hospital. It was then my personal milestone as the first time I spent the night at a hospital as a wife and as a non patient. 

"We are having quadtruplets!"

Getting ECHO test done.

Reminded me very much of Baby PP's ultrasound sessions! and Daddylicious agreed too...

Daddylicious is fine now. The cardiologist (that's Heart Specialist to those who are going errk? on medical titles) still couldn't determine my husband's chest pain. It could be muscles but the trigger is unknown. All that is definite is that his blood pressure was at 180 when he went into emergency. 

Now, as far as i know, i married a guy who is as old as i am. So he's not THAT old but high blood pressure before 30? Crazy.  But alhamdullilah, that episode is over. His blood pressure was normal the next day and Baby PP came to visit and played with her Daddy.

Happily playing next to Daddylicious when I decided to get something to eat for myself and Daddylicious.

10 minutes later, i was greeted to this when i walked in the room.

Notice my banana for Baby PP teatime and sandwiches for Mummylicious and Daddylicious.

Mummylicious is in the hospital

I am sleeping over in the hospital tonight. No, nothing wrong with me. Neither is anything wrong with Baby PP. But Daddylicious have been admitted after experiencing severe light headedness, chest pains and others. High blood pressure. 

One baby and one wife, already he have high blood pressure. One could only imagine when there is Baby PP the Second and Baby PP the Third. I put a stop at Baby PP the Third though. I like to preserve my sanity that way. And imagine his blood pressure when Baby PP turns into a tween! Gah!

At least i know, he can't even handle one Mummylicious, safe to say there won't be a second Wifeylicious for him? Hehehe. 

Ah well. I only found out at around 8.40PM after feeding and bathing Baby PP. We all rushed to the hospital once I got the call from the nurse at Emergency. Managed to pack some stuff up for Daddylicious, Baby PP and myself just in case. 

Daddylicious hates hospitals. When I was to deliver Baby PP, he refused to walk around the hospital after dark. Call it 6th sense whatever, he is never happy in a hospital. So I know, somehow, I have to stay in the hospital with him to keep him company. But what about Baby PP who is still fully breastfeeding?

To let baby PP stay in hospital or not to stay?

Change of clothes. Check

Diapers. check.

Blanket. check.

Breakfast for Baby PP. forgot.

CowGiraffe to sleep with. forgot.

Baby PP's toiletries. check

Towel for Baby PP. check. 

I forgot my own towel and Daddylicious towel and underwear though. But not Baby PP's. No-uh.

So even though Baby PP could have stayed at the hospital with me and Daddylicious, we decided against it so Daddylicious can rest and I can help Daddylicious in any case easily without Baby PP around.

Baby PP went home after a last feeding around 10.30 PM and slept with her G-Na. Sleeping, not a problem since she sleeps through the night anyway. Its the feeding when she wakes up at 7-8AM I am worrying about now. But that, I will worry about tomorrow, and hopefully there are some good stock of expressed breastmilk in the fridge for Baby PP to drink in the morning. 

Happy Father's Day to Daddylicious!

Last month was my first Mother's Day ever, but today it is Daddylicious turn as it is his first Father's Day ever! 

My husband, I am glad I married you. You have proven to be the father I always wished my children to have. A father that gave my little baby first bath, , feed her when she is hungry, bath her when she is dirty, change her diapers willingly and almost willingly during Poo-Poo situation when she needed it, soothe her when she cries, rock her to sleep when she is tired, take care of her when I couldn't and most of all, giving her your time and being there for her. 

Baby PP suprising Daddylicious with her card

"Here Daddy. Hope you like it....*looking worried Daddy won't*"

The Card: The inside pic that made Daddylicious cried. A photo of the first time he laid eyes on Baby PP and truly the first day of Daddy-hood. It says,

"To my daddy - Even though you bully me everyday,
I know you love me.
and I love you too, that’s why I like to poo-poo whenever you’re home so you make time to change my diaper instead of watching golf.

Mummy can read my mind, so she wrote this for me.
I typed “avcfdndfjkjs” but m=Mummy said Daddy won’t understand so she translated this to “adult language”.

HAPPY DADDY’S DAY!

Heart heart. Baby PP 8 Months and 8 days old."

And then she got bullied again by her Daddy.

"Daddddyy! I gave you a card! stop bullying me!! no, No, NOOO!!! waaah!!!"

To my own Papa, Happy Father's Day. Though I hardly express it, I love you Papa. You were not the modern age father Daddylicious is, but I know you tried to make time to there for us when we were younger even with your demanding job and provided the family whatever we needed and most of our wants. Love you.

Mummylicious went out for 2 movies in a week!

Oh! How grand it is now that Baby PP have a set sleeping hours and continue to sleep till the morning. It meant that Mummylicious now can relax (with phone at hand) at the movies. And we are taking full advantage of it! 

Movie No.1

On Tuesday Daddylicious, Mummylicious AND Aunty Alia (Our chaperone) went to watch Yummyyummy Jake Gyllenhaal in Prince of Persia. The princess, Gemma Arterton in it is H-O-T. 

Being a gamer and who have played Prince of Persia the game, I had high expectations. Honestly it was a decent adaptation of the game. Gyllenhaal acrobatic moves mimic the games so well that my thumbs were moving together in coordination. There's not much puzzle solving in it as the game, but that is expected I guess. It would be too long otherwise. Cramming 3 games sequels into one movie is a lot. But the movie storyline flowed well with the games' storylines, although not too direct to be a boring mess. It gave what gamers expected with excellent graphic and a storyline (and a hunk/babe) to hook the non-gamers too.

Movie No.2 (SPOILER ALERT)

All single girls watched Sex and the City the series one time or another. Most have probably watched the first movie too. But as Carrie Bradshaw open her latest published book in Sex and the City 2 to the dedication page, the movie declared its targeted audience and who would most relate to this sequel's story line...

"To all the former single girls"

With an exception to Samantha's hilarious menopausal behaviour and Miranda's workplace sexism issue (but that has always been Miranda's plotline anyway), Carrie and Charlotte are more concerned with their marriage and children this time around. Are single  women (and men) expected to relate to menopause, marriage and kids? Nope, dont think so. So if single girls or ladies as i should say, watches this, it is more of a warning what to expect when you get older and married and have kids. That or just watch the movie for the fashion (disaster/trends) and SHOES. ah the shoes. What is SATC without shoes.

One of the ...whattt??? true to SATC form though : fashion to shock

Now go "aaahhhhhhhhhh"

But to all the former single girls, it is a movie to watch. 

Marriage

We can relate better to Carrie's problems with the mundane activities of married couple. The excitement to get out from the house, to have dinner outside! to mingle with other human beings! Not to watch tv everyday. Ah...so can relate to that. Yes yes, married life does include the occasional movie nights at home. But it should also include romance....and a jewellery or two on special occasions :P

Motherhood

However, the most I could relate to was with Charlotte and Miranda. The mothers. There was a scene where Miranda confronted Charlotte about her feelings towards her children and they said what most mothers would never confess

"I love my girls but...I am going crazy!"

The honesty of motherhood is not all pretty and pink and of cupcakes and fun. It can sucks at times and it is hard. They touched on the guilt of being a mother who still want to feel like a normal human being without responsibilities. The guilt of wanting to have..."Mummy time".

I truly feel like I want to slap the moms who says they NEVER have problems with their kids. They NEVER feel like they want to cry and run into the bathroom to have a bit of alone time. This Mummylicious says its crap. You are Charlotte before Miranda's inter"friend"tion. In denial over the need to escape. Even I who have help from maids to hold Baby PP when I need to take a bath and gather my sanity, sometimes feels suffocated. I too, love my daughter with all my heart but I want my time, i NEED my time and I too suffer the guilt of wanting my own time to be me. 

Why can't people admit that? 

Why is it wrong to admit that? 

Does it really makes me a bad mother to admit it? 

Why.must.you.make.me.feel.guilty.when.i.admit.it?

As Miranda and Charlotte did in the movie, I raise my mocktail in salute to the mothers without helpers! and i salute SATC2 for growing up with their fans in the movie and addressing issues most just deny happening to themselves.

Ps:

As for the reviews I read about the nonsense of UEA ladies wearing burqa's because of male oppression and "unrealistic" designer clothes hidden underneath, the critics seriously have to do more research with Arab / Muslim women. There is nothing oppressive about wearing a burqa/abaya and maybe they should get invited to an all women Arab gathering when the burqas, abayas and niqab comes off. MasyaAllah. There is a reason why designer shops welcome Arab tourist with open arms. I say SATC got that one right.

Mummylicious remembering pregnancy woes from "The Back Up Plan"

Last night Daddylicious and I watched one of our *new* DVDs that were bought ermmm a month ago? You think we have bought dozens to only reach to this, but you know Malaysia, buy 5 get 1 free DVDs offers? Yeah, 6 *new* DVDs, bought a month ago, and we only reached movie number 3. And people wonder why I have no time to go to a cinema, its taking us forever to finish watching 6 DVDs!. Life of a parent eh?

Anyway, I digress. We watched Jennifer Lopez's new movie "The Back Up Plan" whom she starred with this other guy who is not very popular at all. Without giving away the spoiler *hah! its a romantic comedy*, I'll give you a basic summary of what the movie is about. 

Madam Lopez is a single lady of unknown age grown tired of being single decided to start a family by herself, got herself artificially inseminated then met a guy soon after and then found out she was pregnant after that first insemination *who would have thunk that?*, but can Madam Lopez and the forgetful guy be together anyway? 

So, in conclusion, lots of pregnancy stuff and whacked hormones behaviour. And me saying to Daddylicious, "No wonder we're supposed to be married first then get pregnant" cause being pregnant = not so sexy behaviours and sudden hormonal tantrums that if you're not married ie: your man is stuck with you = run man, run.

Scenes that got Daddylicious rolling his eyes and saying "this brings back memories of *someone* i know very well"

1. Madam Lopez throwing clothes around and yelling nothing fits her.

3 months up and nothing fits. All my beautiful clothes. All my expensive jeans. It was terrible, terrible time. Going out would bring fits of tears because nothing i want to wear fits. and it doesn't help that i was refusing to buy maternity clothes. 

What makes it worse? When you decide to go maternity pants shopping, nothing still fits! You are still too small to fit maternity pants OR its too blardy expensive. 

What with maternity clothes anyway? So its designed to fit women double their normal size so you decide to double the price as well? Not like the designs are nice anyway. I am pregnant, doesn't mean I should be wearing ruffles and floral patterns for the next 9 months! Ruffles, ruffles and ruffles and FLOWERS. Look, i know i am pregnant, the testament of actually being a woman but doesn't mean i automatically want to dress like a flower bouquet.

I retaliated by not buying maternity clothes but to buy larger sized dresses, maxi dresses, empire styled tops and the best...leggings. At least i can wear them AFTER pregnancy and not to be mistaken as still pregnant. I had and still having issues with pregnancy clothes.

2. Madam Lopez went shopping with LOOOADSS of baby clothes and her forgetful co-star yelling at her, that's a lot of clothes for an unborn child, what happens after?! 

Answer: More clothes. Baby PP closet is bigger than Daddylicious. Dudududuuduuuuu

3. Madam Lopez and the pregnancy pillow attachment

I didn't get a pregnancy pillow which is basically a very huge long pillow for pregnant women to hug and support her growing stomach while she sleeps. I think its a waste of money. 

 

Ugly aren't they?

Instead, i made my half of king sized bed into a fortress! 

1 pillow for the head, 1 pillow for the stomach, 1 pillow to hug between my legs, 1 just to wrap my arms with and 1 pillow to support my back. Needless to say, my half of bed turned into 3 quarters and Daddylicious ended up with a small portion to curled up in. I loved my fortress of pillows, he hated it. He tried to moved my pillow no.5, the back support pillow several times and that ended up with me growling at him.

Note: Dear husbands to current pregnant wives. Do note that her pillow fortress is very important and vital for her to be comfortable. Although your stomach may be equivalent to her stomach size, it does not mean she is as comfortable sleeping without her pillows as you are. Deal with it.

4. Madam Lopez eating junk food in bed while reading baby/pregnancy books

That says it all.

5. Buying stroller scene.

Choose ONE out of hundreds

Once you hit the stage of pregnancy where purchasing begins, choosing a stroller to fit your lifestyle and budget will be one of your important purchase. And the choices are mind numbing. Safety vs price. Style vs comfort. Ways to fold. Space it requires in the car. etcetcetc. Literally, mind numbing. Good luck on that one.

But I miss them all. Not sure if Daddylicious does but honestly, who cares?

PS: Happy Birthday to me :)

Since my birthday is still ongoing for the next 19 hours, the post and pictures will have to wait

Mummylicious wants to splurge: in Chanel Paris Rue Cambon?!

Oh Daddylicious, why do you tempt me so. 

image from Graphicfairy.blogspot.com

Yes, he is tempting me with a trip to Paris. Da cetee of lovaah (my useless fake french accent trying to say the city of lovers). Or is that description is for Venice? Paris is the city of lights ain't it?

Anyway, last night i was about to do some cash transactions through Western Union to send the obscene amount of money to my friend to buy me the ridiculously priced but so coveted Chanel bag that will drain my personal savings...immensely. When suddenly...Daddylicious asked 

"why don't we go to Paris next year? Extend from Italy (that 7 and half are probably going) and we go to Paris just the 3 of us" .....heart.stopped. 

{See "Mummylicious wants to splurge: Chanel 2.55 Classic" post}

Two facts about my dream of Chanel 2.55

1.  I will buy my own Chanel classic 2.55 with my own money one day.

2. I will buy my own Chanel classic 2.55 with my own money one day at Chanel Paris Rue Cambon...the mothership. THE MOTHERSHIP!

 That would be me. In Paris. In front of Chanel Rue Cambon

image from Europeforvisitors.com

Mummylicious "You serious? Meaning instead of getting it now from (insert friend's name), i can get it myself from Rue Cambon? You have to be absolutely sure about this. You serious, serious?!"

Daddylicious "Yeah, we plan it now, when we go to Italy in Feb next year with the rest of the family, we head to Paris for an extra week"

Mummylicious "....and what if Italy trip gets cancelled and we ended up in Istanbul in Dec?"

Daddylicious "I'll try. but we still go to Paris. We go Airasia London then Paris"

Mummylicious "London too!!! You try?! I want to have confidence in you! Try = no confidence = i get my chanel now. but actual 100% committed = confidence going to Paris = I CAN GET MY CHANEL AT THE MOTHERSHIP!!!! and not just stare at the window and take photos outside."

Daddylicious "Ok. committed. now go research so I can budget accordingly"

GAH!!!! ........and this was when I was just about to email my friend for her bankaccount no. Other things i must consider...Euro exchange. is low low low now..but what about in Feb 2011? GAAAAHH! Still have 2 weeks to consider. Still have 2 weeks to bug and poke Daddylicious with "Are you serious about Paris?". 

What should i doooooo? gah gah gah gah. As if it wasnt enough it took me 3 years to actually have the courage to want to buy it..now a delay in decision making.

What would you do? 

Get the bag now through someone else? 

Or ......get it yourself at Paris Rue Cambon? 

ps: As if i can buy 2 Chanel bags within less than a year. Dream on. So its one time only. Well...in this direct future.

pps: I've decided 2.55 Black Jumbo. because.....i already kinda have a black lambskin regular but not classic design....

pps: this would be my second trip to Paris but I. so. love. it!

IF i decide to get it in Paris..the price increases (euro exchange or otherwise). Daddylicious is responsible to pay for the extras. 

and IF i decide to not get it now and get it in Paris and Paris trips gets cancelled. I will kill you Daddylicious. Consider yourself warned.

I need a Date Night

Super. When I have time to sleep, i can't sleep. The stress of guilt of the "cry-it-out" method must be eating me. Looking at the Nuffnang ad that reappears and dissapears and reappears, there's an ad for "Date Night" staring Steve Carell and Tina Fey. That's what i need right now, a date night with Daddylicious. 

A date night with "Date Night". Yup. Positive. 

or maybe just any other movie! Just bring me out!

Daddylicious, when you get home from your golf tournament in Langkawi, you owe me several date nights including for "Date Night" and a spa treatment, my choice. Told you going to Langkawi without me is totally fine, go ahead, enjoy your 5 days in heaven...but the payback? is .huge. 

Happy mummy=happy baby remember? Daddylicious in Langkawi without Mummylicious=Not happy mummy=Not happy baby.

Why do i have to do this? because i'm telling and reminding him. Because without reminding him what i want to watch, i'll never get to watch it, except on DVD which defeat the purpose of date night! 

When you're dating, date nights are so exciting, you want to do it every night but when you're married, date nights become a once a month event! When you have a baby, it becomes almost a rarity, an endangered species!..if i don't remind Daddylicious, it will become extinct. and we don't want that.

Sigh, the laments of a left-at-home-wife-with-crying-baby