I LOVE BLOGHOPPING!

Hari ni.. sambil-sambil ber'facebook', bila nampak gambar kek cantik tu, mulalah klik sana klik sini.. Wah rupa-rupanya ramai orang yang menjual kek dari rumah macam nina.. Makin lama tengok makin cantik design.. Dah la cantik.. bermacam-macam variety kek dan kuih-muih.. Terasa kecik sungguh diri ini hahha..

Silap-silap hari bulan boleh lemah semangat tengok produk orang yang jauh lebih hebat dengan teknik fotografi yang 'first class'. Nina ni kadang-kadang ambil dengan kamera je.. tu yang silau sana silau sini!

Tapi tak boleh patah semangat tau!! Sebenarnya.. bila tengok orang punya.. kita mesti mengobarkan semangat kita! Yelah.. nak meniaga bukan senang tau! Kadang-kadang kita rasa dah cantik.. rupanya ada yang nak lagi cantik.. Kita belum pandai buat, customer dah order dulu.

Lepas tu.. kalau takat produk cantik pun tak jadi tau! Mesti kena ada rupa jugak.. Nina perasan, sesetengah orang tu tak kisah pun bayar lebih.. janji cantik dipandang dan sedap dimakan untuk dihadiahkan untuk orang yang tersayang.

Alhamdulillah.. Allah berikan kekuatan untuk bertahan dan dikurniakan anak-anak yang paling suka kalau nina masak! Apatah lagi sokongan padu sang suami yang tak putus-putus memberi support! Bisnes partner la katakan.. :D Okaylah ya! It's the last day of school holiday.. tengah pikir-pikir.. nak potong rambut budak2 ni ke tidak.. Chow dulu ya!!!

I LOVE BLOGHOPPING!

Memories | Sometimes to Forget is a Blessing.

Lately.. I have been occupied by my school friends in our School Group @ Facebook and no matter how hard I try, I have very little memories of school.. and I mean very very little memories. I wonder if it's because of the aging factor.. or the sleeping in the afternoon while nursing my babies that caused that. After thinking for a while.. I have to conclude that it's a blessing.

I hated school. Being in the group, though entertaining most of the time.. also comes with sad memories. I'm just lucky though.. I'm blessed with the ability to forget all those bad memories. I really don't have to try any harder to remember because I really want to forget those memories.
Sometimes I wonder if things would have been different if I was in a different school or went to that school willingly. Or would it be different in a bad way if I choose to cling to the bad memories.

Earlier last year.. I found classmates from my primary school.. Though I remember bits and pieces of the memories.. I forgot most of it. I can only remember the ones I decided to remember.. those sweet memories but mostly.. I'd say it's gone.

Alhamdulillah.. the brain is a powerful organ indeed. Though it can remember many many things, I believe that it's even more powerful if we can forget.. so that we can move on.. I had to erase a lot in order to move on.. Though I can't remember (because I refuse to even try to remember) there are times when there is still a piercing pain in my heart that 'can' bring tears in my eyes and I stopped thinking completely about it.

I'm glad that I decided to move on.. and forget and forgive whoever and whatever things in life that seemed to bother me.. because no matter what... Life Goes on!

Memories | Sometimes to Forget is a Blessing.

Well, looking at the picture above, it definitely shows that we have been avoiding the shop lately.. The day after the picture was taken, I took out a really frozen whole chicken from the freezer which was planned to be cooked 2 weeks ago when my mother in law came. It was procrastinated until this afternoon.

This afternoon, while waiting for the chicken to defrost, I had to fry out filo pastry sheets, rolled and cut and fried with chillies because we were too hungry. I woke up late this morning so we had a very late breakfast. Then it was a very late lunch or err.. should i call it early dinner. Tonite, my son made 'teh tarik' because he wanted to eat biscuit (still hungry?). In the washing machine, hidden my laundry which is going to be hung by my kids tomorrow. By now, you are free to judge me.. whatever judgement you may think reasonable.

I've heard before complaints about other wives who have been labelled 'lazy' because they chose to buy dinner outside or choose to let the maid do the cooking. Also heard poor mommies labelled as bad mommies because their kids lack discipline. Sometimes, kids easily labelled as nuisance simply because they talk loud or at least louder that the rest.

I'm not saying that I don't judge.. I do judge sometimes.. but then, most of the time, when I heard other people judging others.. I do wonder whether they even think of what people judge them. Or do they not care what people think of them as long as they don't hear themselves the judgment.

What I'm saying is that.. before judging people.. perhaps we should take a moment judging ourselves or consider what people judge us. Because whatever we see is only one side of the world.. Maybe we might want to wear his or her shoes for a couple of hours or try to see the whole picture before making any conclusions. Or.. perhaps.. just judge for the better judgement :D

Note : This is a reminder for myself..