Three Weeks

It has been three weeks since the last post. Many things happened during that period. The first week was filled with marking papers and filling in marks and being generally beat as always when procrastinating work. The second week marked us as the host and hostess for our open house for Hari Raya. It was tiring but was energised watching friends partook in the - may I say - yummilicious food. It was heartwarming when friends came to celebrate the 'beginning' of the house and generally visited one another. Thank you to the guests (you know who you are) for making all the hardwork worthwhile. This third week will also see me in the heat of the kitchen as we will be having another open house for family and relatives. They were not not invited last week but due to the fact that my PIL weren't able to make it as they had to head off to Muar for kenduri tahlil. I am now in the midst of preparing the food and hopefully would be able to add a few images on tomorrow's open house.

Funny Cousins

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kesian anak2 sedara jadi mangsa ganas mak teh dia

Post Raya Kuih

Adik found a gadget from the depth of the kitchen drawer. When she asked what it is for, I immediately had the hankering to make kuih siput - one of the traditional Malay delicacies. We then browsed for some recipes and found one that seem easy and we had the ingredients listed in the recipes. After Maghrib prayer, we started our project and still couldn't finish until now. Here are some pictures to show for our effort.

We have mixed reaction to the kuih siput - my husband said there's not spicy enough, but Pak Atan had seconds of the kuih siput. Adik is speechless... Thanks to my SIL Rin for finishing the 'gentelan' for the kuih siput.

In my eye....

Props to Iza for introducing me to this fabulous website...

Homebound Journey

We left KL in the wee hour or what some might say the witching hour. At 3 a.m. sharp we went southwardbound. As usual, I was light out as soon as I entered the car and left Ayang to drive on his own. I was so sleepy that every time I woke up, I just adjusted to my most comfortable position and the snores would be resounding in the small, confined space. After nearly ten years of marriage, you don't sweat the samll stuff like snoring and farting - he he he but I do take care not to pass gas in front of him intentionally, unless if I am sleeping...

When we reached Yong Peng, Ayang had to wake me up as he was feeling drowsy. I was totally geared up to drive but after some time, my two peeps started to have their own fireworks - there were some starbursts, some swirlings and some whiteout. Afraid of unwanted incident in this festive season, I breathed a sigh of relief as I sighted the Machap R&R. Luckily, Suboh prayer was due and Ayang went for his prayer.

We resumed our journey and finally arrived around 7 a.m. Alhamdulillah, we arrived safely.