So we were at the National Heart Institution on Friday night......

My grandma was rushed to the emergency over there late that afternoon. Docs called my mum and said that her heart beat was dropping and her eyes were shut. Turns out she had a heart attack. She's never had a heart attack history. She got the attack twice. The options the doctors provided were either to give her medication whenever it happens or have surgery for her 3 blocked arteries. At her age, surgery doesn't seem like a good move.

She's stable now. Still at the hospital.

It's sad enough that she is suffering from a bad case of Alzheimer's and that she has a hard time remembering who we are. I was heartbroken to see her in so much pain last week :'(

Flying

Yusuf had been wanting to get on an airplane. Doesn't matter where. He just wanted to see and touch and possibly fly somewhere. This had been going on for a few weeks.

We did take him to KLIA 2 yesterday. Since it is after all near to our home, it's not like we've ever been there to fly ever. Just to shop and hangout really.

Anywho,I suggested we'd take a flight from Subang International Airport one day and just take a daytrip somewhere on the ATR. It's still a plan. Shu had been working on moving our stuff in and out of our house(s).

Long story.

Today,we decided to just fly a damn plane instead. On a simulator of course! It was a Boeing 737. Never flown one ever although I can roughly anticipate what the cockpit is like. My dad had been flying Boeing aircrafts for over 20 years!

Conclusion: I am just not pilot material. Haha! I didn't crash the airplane but my landing was a bit off.

Years ago,back when I used to mess around with my dad's Flight Simulator on the pc, I was flying small planes like a Cessna. Never a commercial plane. I landed pretty badly. Crashed was more like it.

Next stop,the ATR simulator!!!!!

Kylo Ren or Kryolan?

Haha!

Was talking to my brother, Eeno about Star Wars and clearly he did not get that joke.

He is the movie freak of the family. You name the movie,he has got it covered. We don't share the same taste in movies at all.

Nope. Not. At. All.

I don't understand

Some people are just unhappy with other people who are happy. And the best part of this is that they try to tell you how to live your life when it is pretty clear that they aren't happy with theirs. Sometimes, they'd comment on things they have never experienced before. It's weird.

You've made your choices and decisions and I have made mine. I am happy with my life but unfortunately,yours did not quite turned out as you've planned. How is this my fault?

It's one thing if I did ask for an opinion. I just never did.

Hi-5 live in KL 2015

Gone are my rock band gigs and concerts days. My life is all about Yusuf and Ali Imran now. And since Ali Imran is still just a baby, it's basically just about Yusuf.

He's been watching Hi-5 since his walker days. He and I would sing and dance to all their songs. I have memorized 90% of the lyrics to their songs.

Eventhough his interests have changed bit by bit to other random things like robots and cars,he'd still dance to some Hi-5 songs from time to time.

He liked Lauren a lot. And Stevie. Unfortunately,Lauren has left by the time we managed to catch their live performance. Stevie is still around although......he'll be leaving soon.

Anywho,the show was awesome. It took Yusuf a while to digest that the Hi-5 gang was on stage right in front of us. I had a blast singing and dancing with the other kids.

Just one of those days

Having a brother who is doing a degree in performing arts is just fun. I am already a guitar player and I write songs from time to time. He just adds a bit more jazz and bass and sometimes even rythm to what ever I play.

Since I have kids and they have cousins, I couldn't avoid Disney's Frozen because it's everywhere. About a year ago Yusuf discovered Let It Go and he was singing it from time to time. Eventually,I came to know the song myself.

A few weeks ago,I was at my mum's just busking on the guitar. I was playing random songs and finally,I found myself singing and playing Let It Go. Then,my brother came around and decided to join in on the bass guitar.

Before we knew it,we were rockin' the song. My brother paused and laughed. Just coz it's an E chord we had to make it into a rock progression! It was unavoidable but fun.

Yusuf was just looking at us like we just made it different than what he'd usually sing. We did. We totally did :)

Sometimes I still follow my mum around town

A few weeks back, I met my mum's friends and one of them happens to be the dad of an old school friend of mine. He's also a family friend. That's kinda how it is growing up for us. Our friends' parents are friends with our parents.

Anywho,this man I've known since I was 8 or 9 years old haven't seen me in ages and that day I showed up with my 2 kids. He was just blown away. Well,I've changed and Yusuf is gonna be 3 years old in January.

He was asking about what's been going on and I told him that I have been staying at home,raising my kids. He gave me a very good advice. Something I'll always remember.

He said "Never leave your child at the mercy of the maid". Of course,he said this after discovering how I ended up being a stay-at-home mum. There is a lot of truth in what he said.

Seriously, with the number of insane people waltzing into our country, can we really trust anyone at all? Especially with our kids?

I'm not against working mothers. It's much tougher on them but I just think that I have serious trust issues ESPECIALLY when it comes to my kids.

Its all about the he says she says

I don't understand people in general. Anything and everything is a problem especially with women.

Wear hijab. Don't wear a hijab. Married. Not married. Have kids and not have kids. Stay at home or working mothers. It's all petty to me.

I know what it's like to be commented on and I may have commented somewhere sometime in my life.

I have problems too but I'm not gonna rub it into other people's faces. Just live life. Be happy. Shit happens. We move on.

I have a supportive husband who understands what I go through and he is willing to go through everything together.

Holy Schmoly

It's coming up to the end of 2015. So many things happened and I am still hoping for an awesome birthday holiday. Thanks to these people who dislikes peace and happiness, we have to not only plan waaaay ahead but to only purchase flight tickets and reservations at the very last minute. God knows what else is gonna happen next :-/ I am NOT happy.

Anywho,looks like I'm just gonna have a birthday holiday elsewhere now.....huh?

In order to kill time and lift my spirits,I shall continue planning Yusuf's birthday party.

After so long.......

Shu and I were actually out and the kids were asleep in the strollers. We had dinner and had uninterrupted conversations about vape and weed and 3-D printers. It was pretty good. And I had an awesome frappe!

Everything is AWESOME!

So my mum was talking to my dad and a family friend

They were talking about how some jobs have to be taken home like phone calls and emails are neverending and stuff........

And I was thinking "Yeah......like when I finally get my kids to sleep and chillin' with my husband while rollin' up a joint and just as you're about to light it,one of the kids wakes up crying......"

It's neverending..........

My babies know me too well

Yusuf knows the difference between my coffee pitstops and dining-in time.

He also knows my pampering mask sessions :)

Now,he compliments me whenever I wear something I don't usually wear like summer dresses and long blouses ^_^

A random conversation

Shu: Why don't you send me a picture of that handbag you want so much........

Me:OK..........

Starts browsing and finds a website with handbags........after a few pictures,randomly sends a picture of a pair of shoes from the same designer...........

I like the shoes a lot more than the handbag now...........

-____-"

Shoppin'

Was at a boutique looking at handbags and of all things he said about the first bag I picked up was "Omg...... Macam Phua Chu Kang if he was a handbag "

Caramel is the new mocha

Thanks to Juan Valdez Cafe ,I have discovered the Granizado!

Blended white coffee with caramel.

Since Juan Valdez Cafe isn't everywhere, I have found Coffea Coffee's Caramel Coolist with a shot of coffee to be just as good :)

Torn

I have an issue deciding what I want for my birthday (or unbirthday).

I have been eye-ing this handbag........but,I also want a 3-D printer.......

Hurmm.........

It's that time of the year again........

Sephora is luring me in with its beauty insider sale and all the newletters and invites..........

-_-"

I know for a fact that if I just say the word, Shu would say "OK. Let's Go"

The pressure is on and eventhough I have been really good at prioritizing,at some point,I'd still break. Hahaha........

Anywho, my only issue with Sephora SEA is that I only love going to the ones in Bukit Bintang and my recent discovery over at Avenue K.

I hate that there aren't samples given out here in Malaysia. I don't know why.

Daily Shots@Taman Tun Dr Ismail

They have the new dose of happiness for me. For ultimate yummyness salted caramel butter cakes its The Grumpy Cyclist.

I finally discovered a hidden talent of mine. I can spot a fancy coffee shop from a mile away.

Yup.

Blues buskers@The Curve

As usual, we were at our second home towards the weekend and our hangout spot had been the same for a long while now. It's mostly coz of live bands and coffee shops. Last weekend however, we did miss the St John bagpipe boys but something better happened........

Earlier that day, Shu told me to pamper myself at the hotel spa. Thank God I decided not to go. These uncles had what I needed to unwind.

Death.......

I had always been fixated on the one experience that we shall all go through some time in our lives. It bugs me that no one is able to tell the tale. We know it will come. It's just a matter of time. We don't know when. We don't know how.

As a Muslim, we have been warned and reminded over and over. The stages of death from the moment we are no longer alive right up to the judgement of heaven and hell.

Lately, I have been having trouble sleeping. Not because of the people I have lost. Not because of the very fact that I will someday lose the people I love. But it's more of what will become of me. Or rather, when the time comes, what state would I be in when I die.

Will my body be found, cleaned and buried properly? Or will I die where no one will find me? What if I won't even have the honor of being buried? Will I die in one piece? Will I be cleansed and prayed for?

It's not a scary thought. It just keeps me up. I keep telling myself over and over that if it's gonna happen, then it will.

It's almost like me telling myself that I may not survive giving birth because I don't know what's gonna happen.