<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8390519923938510163</id><updated>2009-11-11T21:25:53.770+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Scritch n Scratch</title><subtitle type='html'>Feelings, thoughts n experience thru out the journey of my life</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://voguemom.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8390519923938510163/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voguemom.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8390519923938510163/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25'/><author><name>Vogue Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03202022705155686094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>523</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8390519923938510163.post-3652697473877121045</id><published>2009-11-11T21:01:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T21:25:53.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Gingerbread Man</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/Svq4wBmbVMI/AAAAAAAAEDo/i3jLL_Mt4LU/s1600-h/gingerbread+man+show1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402833838187173058" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/Svq4wBmbVMI/AAAAAAAAEDo/i3jLL_Mt4LU/s320/gingerbread+man+show1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/Svq4vx8EZxI/AAAAAAAAEDg/B6Io1Xu9pes/s1600-h/gingerbread+man+show2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402833833982977810" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/Svq4vx8EZxI/AAAAAAAAEDg/B6Io1Xu9pes/s320/gingerbread+man+show2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Today is Hakeem’s class show. I went to see this morning. It was their first show of the term – Gingerbread Man story.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/Svq4PpWJWxI/AAAAAAAAEDY/MUBc31Jh3cE/s1600-h/gingerbread+man+show3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402833281920621330" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/Svq4PpWJWxI/AAAAAAAAEDY/MUBc31Jh3cE/s320/gingerbread+man+show3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/Svq4PV2H-TI/AAAAAAAAEDQ/JITz-ZSI2z8/s1600-h/gingerbread+man+show4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402833276686039346" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/Svq4PV2H-TI/AAAAAAAAEDQ/JITz-ZSI2z8/s320/gingerbread+man+show4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The story was about a gingerbread man cookie baked by an old lady that later on turned alive. The gingerbread man got up and ran out of the open window. He has been chased by all the animals.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/Svq3kcH9aOI/AAAAAAAAEDI/-46KB6QRpfM/s1600-h/gingerbread+man+show5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402832539637082338" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/Svq3kcH9aOI/AAAAAAAAEDI/-46KB6QRpfM/s320/gingerbread+man+show5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/Svq3j0Dul0I/AAAAAAAAEDA/wMvNvjKkfOY/s1600-h/gingerbread+man+show6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402832528881915714" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/Svq3j0Dul0I/AAAAAAAAEDA/wMvNvjKkfOY/s320/gingerbread+man+show6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hakeem played the role as a sly n cunning fox! When the gingerbread man met the fox, the fox offered him help. The fox tricked him which at the end the fox threw him straight into his mouth. And that was the end of the Gingerbread man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/Svq2UFqPt-I/AAAAAAAAEC4/oBnAjJdlkpY/s1600-h/gingerbread+man+show7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402831159217338338" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/Svq2UFqPt-I/AAAAAAAAEC4/oBnAjJdlkpY/s320/gingerbread+man+show7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/Svq2TpHJz0I/AAAAAAAAECw/dfiTj85wV68/s1600-h/gingerbread+man+show8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402831151553957698" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/Svq2TpHJz0I/AAAAAAAAECw/dfiTj85wV68/s320/gingerbread+man+show8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hakeem played the roll very well. He spoke out clearly n acted naturally. Hakeem actually loves to act on the stage especially when he is given a chance to hold the microphone. Well done Hakeem.. You did it well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8390519923938510163-3652697473877121045?l=voguemom.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://voguemom.blogspot.com/feeds/3652697473877121045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8390519923938510163&amp;postID=3652697473877121045&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8390519923938510163/posts/default/3652697473877121045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8390519923938510163/posts/default/3652697473877121045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voguemom.blogspot.com/2009/11/gingerbread-man.html' title='The Gingerbread Man'/><author><name>Vogue Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03202022705155686094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13658375134967106210'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/Svq4wBmbVMI/AAAAAAAAEDo/i3jLL_Mt4LU/s72-c/gingerbread+man+show1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8390519923938510163.post-802671513356894498</id><published>2009-11-08T21:36:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T22:09:45.047+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dhaniah's Engagement Ceremony</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/SvbOqDC4jFI/AAAAAAAAECo/UyM5aKMRJi0/s1600-h/dhaniah+e-day.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401732024844717138" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/SvbOqDC4jFI/AAAAAAAAECo/UyM5aKMRJi0/s320/dhaniah+e-day.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Saturday was the day for Dhaniah bt Dato Ahmad, her engagement day. The ceremony was held at my aunty’s house n it was so grand n &lt;em&gt;tersangat meriahnya&lt;/em&gt;. My father was the important person represent from the girl’s side, who did all the traditions talking stuff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/SvbNqfmv9dI/AAAAAAAAECQ/wWPgJuaGKN0/s1600-h/danny+e-day3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401730932999714258" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/SvbNqfmv9dI/AAAAAAAAECQ/wWPgJuaGKN0/s200/danny+e-day3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/SvbKgGbEtNI/AAAAAAAAEBI/9yoYxDuVu54/s1600-h/danny+e-day12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401727455906280658" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/SvbKgGbEtNI/AAAAAAAAEBI/9yoYxDuVu54/s200/danny+e-day12.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/SvbMipY-OeI/AAAAAAAAECI/qrwKGh5RNyE/s1600-h/danny+e-day4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401729698675702242" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/SvbMipY-OeI/AAAAAAAAECI/qrwKGh5RNyE/s200/danny+e-day4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The ceremony started with &lt;em&gt;upacara berbalas pantun&lt;/em&gt; which was so beautiful &lt;em&gt;penuh adat istiadat&lt;/em&gt;. Then followed with the gifts (&lt;em&gt;hantaran&lt;/em&gt;) exchanged. Dhaniah then had being called upon to sit at the lovely &lt;em&gt;pelamin&lt;/em&gt; to receive the engagement ring from her future mother in-law.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/SvbNq2GHsEI/AAAAAAAAECY/HkQwGuM6Y4s/s1600-h/danny+e-day2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401730939036872770" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/SvbNq2GHsEI/AAAAAAAAECY/HkQwGuM6Y4s/s200/danny+e-day2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/SvbMhiUirVI/AAAAAAAAEB4/AWarws2DBQ0/s1600-h/danny+e-day6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401729679598202194" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/SvbMhiUirVI/AAAAAAAAEB4/AWarws2DBQ0/s200/danny+e-day6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/SvbNrHtiVnI/AAAAAAAAECg/ptrrDaxnQyA/s1600-h/danny+e-day1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401730943765599858" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/SvbNrHtiVnI/AAAAAAAAECg/ptrrDaxnQyA/s200/danny+e-day1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/SvbLeTyqz5I/AAAAAAAAEBw/j-L-B41GKzo/s1600-h/danny+e-day7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401728524646797202" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/SvbLeTyqz5I/AAAAAAAAEBw/j-L-B41GKzo/s200/danny+e-day7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/SvbMiAl4zqI/AAAAAAAAECA/ZAsdvMp9lOE/s1600-h/danny+e-day5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401729687724019362" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/SvbMiAl4zqI/AAAAAAAAECA/ZAsdvMp9lOE/s200/danny+e-day5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/SvbLdzGWGVI/AAAAAAAAEBo/wGyp_q3_SUY/s1600-h/danny+e-day8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401728515870955858" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/SvbLdzGWGVI/AAAAAAAAEBo/wGyp_q3_SUY/s200/danny+e-day8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ceremony has being held successfully. The food was good too. I could see that my aunty n uncle were so please n delighted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/SvbLdiGeviI/AAAAAAAAEBg/2XMnN0haqiM/s1600-h/danny+e-day9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401728511308119586" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/SvbLdiGeviI/AAAAAAAAEBg/2XMnN0haqiM/s200/danny+e-day9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/SvbKg8ny6lI/AAAAAAAAEBY/fZnEo1b4Kq4/s1600-h/danny+e-day10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401727470455155282" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/SvbKg8ny6lI/AAAAAAAAEBY/fZnEo1b4Kq4/s200/danny+e-day10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/SvbKgkbOx5I/AAAAAAAAEBQ/sdQmByFayJU/s1600-h/danny+e-day11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401727463960004498" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/SvbKgkbOx5I/AAAAAAAAEBQ/sdQmByFayJU/s200/danny+e-day11.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dhaniah looked so stunning n beautiful. Congratulations Dhaniah. We all are happy for you.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8390519923938510163-802671513356894498?l=voguemom.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://voguemom.blogspot.com/feeds/802671513356894498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8390519923938510163&amp;postID=802671513356894498&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8390519923938510163/posts/default/802671513356894498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8390519923938510163/posts/default/802671513356894498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voguemom.blogspot.com/2009/11/dhaniahs-engagement-ceremony.html' title='Dhaniah&apos;s Engagement Ceremony'/><author><name>Vogue Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03202022705155686094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13658375134967106210'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/SvbOqDC4jFI/AAAAAAAAECo/UyM5aKMRJi0/s72-c/dhaniah+e-day.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8390519923938510163.post-3875141797411367137</id><published>2009-11-05T09:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T09:26:00.597+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Journey Back To Alor Setar</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I am going back to Alor Setar today to attend my dearest cousin, Dhaniah’s engagement ceremony. The ceremony will be on Saturday. I am going back earlier to help out &lt;em&gt;mana yang patut&lt;/em&gt;. But actually more to gather n &lt;em&gt;kepo2 je&lt;/em&gt;. My aunty from Johor has arrived yesterday n the rest will be going back soon starting from me today. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;This is going to be very excited as the last &lt;em&gt;kenduri&lt;/em&gt; from my side was my bro, Amil’s wedding. Though this is only an engagement but I can foresee my aunty will make it as grand as possible. My children will be off from school for 2 days (Read this: Feel GUILTY Dhaniah….). They all are looking forward as well. I am bringing back my niece &amp;amp; nephew along with me too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/SvF9Zrp6izI/AAAAAAAAEA4/o-sF85IRQIo/s1600-h/cheese+cupcake+with+blueberry.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400235308362664754" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/SvF9Zrp6izI/AAAAAAAAEA4/o-sF85IRQIo/s320/cheese+cupcake+with+blueberry.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/SvF9Z-lZZQI/AAAAAAAAEBA/BPzlT0vJOOs/s1600-h/orange+cupcake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400235313443988738" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/SvF9Z-lZZQI/AAAAAAAAEBA/BPzlT0vJOOs/s320/orange+cupcake.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I also make special cuppies for the day. Varieties of orange cupcake, cheese blueberry cupcake, banana cupcake with caramel pecan topping n carrot cupcake with cream cheese frosting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/SvF87Ccv7gI/AAAAAAAAEAo/PCVkfirqE3o/s1600-h/banana+cupcake+with+caramel+pecan+topping.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400234781905513986" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/SvF87Ccv7gI/AAAAAAAAEAo/PCVkfirqE3o/s320/banana+cupcake+with+caramel+pecan+topping.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/SvF87iIDIGI/AAAAAAAAEAw/UYf-0ZGz7XU/s1600-h/carrot+cupcake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400234790408626274" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/SvF87iIDIGI/AAAAAAAAEAw/UYf-0ZGz7XU/s320/carrot+cupcake.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ll be driving n hubby will come later end of week to join us. Hopefully the traffic will be good n no raining. I will be arriving in the afternoon n tonight… nasi royale here I come..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8390519923938510163-3875141797411367137?l=voguemom.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://voguemom.blogspot.com/feeds/3875141797411367137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8390519923938510163&amp;postID=3875141797411367137&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8390519923938510163/posts/default/3875141797411367137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8390519923938510163/posts/default/3875141797411367137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voguemom.blogspot.com/2009/11/journey-back-to-alor-setar.html' title='Journey Back To Alor Setar'/><author><name>Vogue Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03202022705155686094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13658375134967106210'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/SvF9Zrp6izI/AAAAAAAAEA4/o-sF85IRQIo/s72-c/cheese+cupcake+with+blueberry.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8390519923938510163.post-1537659483277951430</id><published>2009-11-03T13:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T13:27:51.352+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Honeymoon Is Over</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;For the last couple month hubby was “unemployed”. Most of his time was at home, meeting friends, spending time with kids n most of all be my ‘partner’ at anytime needed. And seriously it was so so good to have him around (&lt;em&gt;except time2 ‘terpe’leot lah....&lt;/em&gt;).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our activities started from early morning with sent kids to school, had breakfast anywhere we like which sometimes we even drove all the way to Kampung Baru. Then if we feel like to hang around at KL, we went straight away after sent kids n arrived at the place or mall which probably we were the first one to arrive! During night time after kids had settle for sleep, we sneaked out n headed to our favourite spot to have late supper.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I, both of us actually have got back to ‘normal life’. Hubby started his new job at the new place yesterday. He went out from house very early in the morning n got back home n night. Arrived home on the first day was the sad tired face of my husband. It was not the work but the traffic jam was the issue. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This reminds me those days during my working time. There were not a day that I could get back home without stuck in the jam. My kids were all grown up stuck behind in the car seat facing the jam with me. When we moved to Miri, it was a big relieve. The town is so green, calm n we love it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am spoilt with all this privilege that I got. I am please to stay in Shah Alam which I can go anywhere n find anything I want without going out from the district. Believe it or not that I am actually hardly going down to KL coz I hate to face the traffics. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well.. who says life would be easy right? &lt;em&gt;Nak senang duduk rumah je..&lt;/em&gt; But money won’t fall down from the sky freely.. Like M.U.H said in his song - '&lt;em&gt;Lalalalalah hari-hari kerja. Lalalala bosan dengan kerja hahah. Lalalalalah itu baru kerja, kerja.&lt;/em&gt;’ &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Tapi duk rumah hari2 pun bosan gak…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well.. currently my honeymoon is over.. I am counting day n continuously checking dates for school holidays or any public holidays. Planning for our next family trip end of the year as our eldest will be home in December.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8390519923938510163-1537659483277951430?l=voguemom.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://voguemom.blogspot.com/feeds/1537659483277951430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8390519923938510163&amp;postID=1537659483277951430&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8390519923938510163/posts/default/1537659483277951430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8390519923938510163/posts/default/1537659483277951430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voguemom.blogspot.com/2009/11/honeymoon-is-over.html' title='Honeymoon Is Over'/><author><name>Vogue Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03202022705155686094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13658375134967106210'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8390519923938510163.post-8567912650564438524</id><published>2009-10-25T18:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T21:52:28.294+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Selamat Pengantin Baru</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/SuV901s_0CI/AAAAAAAAEAY/YCCJdNHBl0g/s1600-h/pidin+wedding2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396858075195887650" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/SuV901s_0CI/AAAAAAAAEAY/YCCJdNHBl0g/s320/pidin+wedding2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/SuV91e3M7fI/AAAAAAAAEAg/uOOL7ywtU8Q/s1600-h/pidin+wedding1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396858086244543986" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/SuV91e3M7fI/AAAAAAAAEAg/uOOL7ywtU8Q/s320/pidin+wedding1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/SuV85FigX5I/AAAAAAAAEAQ/qXO_7NBPQVc/s1600-h/pidin+wedding3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396857048654700434" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/SuV85FigX5I/AAAAAAAAEAQ/qXO_7NBPQVc/s320/pidin+wedding3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/SuV84_0a1wI/AAAAAAAAEAI/XaqXoLhtQFQ/s1600-h/pidin+wedding4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396857047119222530" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/SuV84_0a1wI/AAAAAAAAEAI/XaqXoLhtQFQ/s320/pidin+wedding4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Today is a big day for Pidin, son of our dearest friend – Arwah Prof &lt;a href="http://voguemom.blogspot.com/2007/10/our-dearest-friend-professor-iskandar.html"&gt;Iskandar &lt;/a&gt;&amp;amp; Prof &lt;a href="http://voguemom.blogspot.com/2008/07/al-fatihah-professor-dr-jamaliah.html"&gt;Jamaliah&lt;/a&gt;. Finally Pidin.. &lt;em&gt;kahwin ko jugak ye..&lt;/em&gt; We arrived at Alor Gajah right after the &lt;em&gt;akad nikah&lt;/em&gt; ceremony. I saw the happy face of Pidin smiling to us when he saw us. He looked very smart n handsome. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Naik seri pengantin..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/SuV7_hU9ewI/AAAAAAAAEAA/U8c6wl979A4/s1600-h/pidin+wedding5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396856059681667842" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/SuV7_hU9ewI/AAAAAAAAEAA/U8c6wl979A4/s320/pidin+wedding5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/SuV7BDh-_NI/AAAAAAAAD_o/A-s3724lt3I/s1600-h/pidin+wedding8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396854986531339474" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/SuV7BDh-_NI/AAAAAAAAD_o/A-s3724lt3I/s320/pidin+wedding8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/SuV7_hU9ewI/AAAAAAAAEAA/U8c6wl979A4/s1600-h/pidin+wedding5.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;After lunch we waited for the newly wed couple for the &lt;em&gt;sanding&lt;/em&gt; ceremony. This was the funny part as Uci who was the best man had to pay ‘toll’ before Pidin could sit on the &lt;em&gt;pelamin&lt;/em&gt;. This is the tradition that is still practise in our Malay tradition culture. I guessed Uci never knew n expected this to happen as he was clueless n panicked.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/SuV4R6y3VVI/AAAAAAAAD_Q/j-WNxjG1M2Q/s1600-h/pidin+wedding11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396851977709114706" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/SuV4R6y3VVI/AAAAAAAAD_Q/j-WNxjG1M2Q/s320/pidin+wedding11.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/SuV4RXQioyI/AAAAAAAAD_I/Z6NnoPHiaHY/s1600-h/pidin+wedding12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396851968169911074" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/SuV4RXQioyI/AAAAAAAAD_I/Z6NnoPHiaHY/s320/pidin+wedding12.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He left Pidin alone there negotiated with the toll guards. After minutes Uci came back talked n after a few RM notes given finally Pidin got to sit on the beautiful &lt;em&gt;pelamin&lt;/em&gt;. When I see Pidin n his wife, the brothers n Laila it reminded me lots of their parents.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/SuV7_PqurkI/AAAAAAAAD_4/c8xykT99RQg/s1600-h/pidin+wedding6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396856054941134402" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/SuV7_PqurkI/AAAAAAAAD_4/c8xykT99RQg/s320/pidin+wedding6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/SuV7BrV4ocI/AAAAAAAAD_w/GGf0Haf-oJ0/s1600-h/pidin+wedding7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396854997218009538" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/SuV7BrV4ocI/AAAAAAAAD_w/GGf0Haf-oJ0/s320/pidin+wedding7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;They managed to organize n arrange the big day without their parents around. I am very sure they got blessed from their parents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/SuV6WaVZvrI/AAAAAAAAD_g/glOM1B5Llv8/s1600-h/pidin+wedding9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396854253918207666" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/SuV6WaVZvrI/AAAAAAAAD_g/glOM1B5Llv8/s320/pidin+wedding9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/SuV6V3ByQqI/AAAAAAAAD_Y/NsCRv4DPheM/s1600-h/pidin+wedding10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396854244440687266" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/SuV6V3ByQqI/AAAAAAAAD_Y/NsCRv4DPheM/s320/pidin+wedding10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Selamat Pengantin Baru Pidin dan semoga berbahagia dan berkekalan selamanya..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8390519923938510163-8567912650564438524?l=voguemom.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://voguemom.blogspot.com/feeds/8567912650564438524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8390519923938510163&amp;postID=8567912650564438524&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8390519923938510163/posts/default/8567912650564438524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8390519923938510163/posts/default/8567912650564438524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voguemom.blogspot.com/2009/10/selamat-pengantin-baru.html' title='Selamat Pengantin Baru'/><author><name>Vogue Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03202022705155686094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13658375134967106210'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/SuV901s_0CI/AAAAAAAAEAY/YCCJdNHBl0g/s72-c/pidin+wedding2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8390519923938510163.post-3823309464808551418</id><published>2009-10-23T20:01:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T20:22:56.322+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Get Together Session</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/SuGd71DrLQI/AAAAAAAAD_A/6KDhvyDfpcU/s1600-h/brunch+friendss1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395767479746899202" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/SuGd71DrLQI/AAAAAAAAD_A/6KDhvyDfpcU/s320/brunch+friendss1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/SuGd7brQNUI/AAAAAAAAD-4/8HpwDDOfv_k/s1600-h/brunch+friends2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395767472933582146" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/SuGd7brQNUI/AAAAAAAAD-4/8HpwDDOfv_k/s320/brunch+friends2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Today I invited my buddies came over for brunch at home. I call them &lt;em&gt;perempuan2 cantik&lt;/em&gt; – Noorul &amp;amp; Nadia. Their children are Nabila &amp;amp; Hakeem classmate. Nadia has started her new hobby@business in baking cakes/cuppies. She also came to deliver the wedding cake I ordered for our family friends – Pidin’s &lt;em&gt;hantaran&lt;/em&gt; which is on this Sunday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/SuGbsk7ezDI/AAAAAAAAD-I/vkaLE49scbo/s1600-h/pidin+wedding+cake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395765018696272946" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/SuGbsk7ezDI/AAAAAAAAD-I/vkaLE49scbo/s320/pidin+wedding+cake.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/SuGdNJ-JSuI/AAAAAAAAD-o/4LawwJurm6w/s1600-h/brunch+friends4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395766677907000034" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/SuGdNJ-JSuI/AAAAAAAAD-o/4LawwJurm6w/s320/brunch+friends4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cooked nasi lemak, ayam berempah, ketupat pulut &amp;amp; rendang, bake macaroni n for desert – cheese cake, chocolate cake n kek lapis. I was so pleased to have them around. Finally I managed to arrange this meeting as a few times it had been cancelled for several reasons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/SuGcd9Q3rmI/AAAAAAAAD-g/aAbO6tK5kfM/s1600-h/brunch+children1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395765867042025058" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/SuGcd9Q3rmI/AAAAAAAAD-g/aAbO6tK5kfM/s320/brunch+children1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/SuGcddEWi1I/AAAAAAAAD-Y/PsxIeMDSmAI/s1600-h/brunch+children2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395765858399587154" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/SuGcddEWi1I/AAAAAAAAD-Y/PsxIeMDSmAI/s320/brunch+children2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/SuGbtCKYDqI/AAAAAAAAD-Q/GTfZhTmjIAs/s1600-h/brunch+children3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395765026543373986" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/SuGbtCKYDqI/AAAAAAAAD-Q/GTfZhTmjIAs/s320/brunch+children3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/SuGdNaVk2nI/AAAAAAAAD-w/AH-GHWcL2Mo/s1600-h/brunch+friends3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395766682300242546" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/SuGdNaVk2nI/AAAAAAAAD-w/AH-GHWcL2Mo/s320/brunch+friends3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The children were having their good time too. After 5 days break from school they have started missing their friends. I will surely arrange this get-together session again. I actually seldom got to meet them at school. If there is an opportunity it was always a short time as everybody rushing to get back home. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Nak bergosip pun kelam kabut je.. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8390519923938510163-3823309464808551418?l=voguemom.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://voguemom.blogspot.com/feeds/3823309464808551418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8390519923938510163&amp;postID=3823309464808551418&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8390519923938510163/posts/default/3823309464808551418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8390519923938510163/posts/default/3823309464808551418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voguemom.blogspot.com/2009/10/get-together-session.html' title='Get Together Session'/><author><name>Vogue Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03202022705155686094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13658375134967106210'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/SuGd71DrLQI/AAAAAAAAD_A/6KDhvyDfpcU/s72-c/brunch+friendss1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8390519923938510163.post-6133725323852857109</id><published>2009-10-21T14:05:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T14:32:19.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lunch With Friend From Oman</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/St6lrcIFvJI/AAAAAAAAD94/p9djL5Cj5Is/s1600-h/guest+from+oman1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394931569339514002" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/St6lrcIFvJI/AAAAAAAAD94/p9djL5Cj5Is/s320/guest+from+oman1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/St6lsnbsNzI/AAAAAAAAD-A/hkcdsKSRD6Y/s1600-h/guest+from+oman2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394931589554386738" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/St6lsnbsNzI/AAAAAAAAD-A/hkcdsKSRD6Y/s320/guest+from+oman2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I have a friend from Oman having lunch at my home. She is Kak Zilla.. &lt;em&gt;rakan seperjuangan bermain netball mewakili negara Malaysia (bangga ni…)&lt;/em&gt;. Those days when I was in Oman, we have sports tournament between three countries – Malaysia, Indonesia &amp;amp; Brunei.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I represented Malaysia in netball game. I had not played netball since my school days somehow managed to perform well in the game n was chosen to be GK, GD. Anyway we lost to Bruneian.. reason coz the referee were Bruneian n &lt;em&gt;always berat sebelah.. Biasa ah.. dah kalah mcm2 lah alasan.. hehehehehe&lt;/em&gt;.. We got 2nd place in netball.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kak Zilla came 2 weeks ago before she went to Melbourne to attend her daughter's graduation day. I felt bad for not having her for lunch or dinner. So today I insisted her to come over n have lunch. She just arrived from Melbourne last night n will fly back to Oman tonight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though today also was a brisk time spent with her but I am glad that she could make it. I wish her a safe journey back to her family in Oman. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Selamat menjamu selera kek-kek lapis tu.. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8390519923938510163-6133725323852857109?l=voguemom.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://voguemom.blogspot.com/feeds/6133725323852857109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8390519923938510163&amp;postID=6133725323852857109&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8390519923938510163/posts/default/6133725323852857109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8390519923938510163/posts/default/6133725323852857109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voguemom.blogspot.com/2009/10/lunch-with-friend-from-oman.html' title='Lunch With Friend From Oman'/><author><name>Vogue Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03202022705155686094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13658375134967106210'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/St6lrcIFvJI/AAAAAAAAD94/p9djL5Cj5Is/s72-c/guest+from+oman1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8390519923938510163.post-6190392909396596993</id><published>2009-10-19T08:48:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T11:04:44.227+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Day In Singapore</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/StvR_1wp5LI/AAAAAAAAD9o/3yyRKAiyYJY/s1600-h/geylang1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394135873399415986" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/StvR_1wp5LI/AAAAAAAAD9o/3yyRKAiyYJY/s320/geylang1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/StvSApuJ__I/AAAAAAAAD9w/r9eC1TFSy5U/s1600-h/geylang2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394135887347580914" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/StvSApuJ__I/AAAAAAAAD9w/r9eC1TFSy5U/s320/geylang2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;We started our yesterday morning going to Geylang the central Malay community in Singapore. There are lots of Malay, Indon, Arab restaurants selling halal foods in Geylang. We had our brunch there n strolled along the street. Since it was Sunday, the area was crowded with people shopping for their weekly groceries n also Indonesians, Philippines workers who had their day off. &lt;em&gt;Meriah sungguh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;When I was in the taxi going there, the driver told me about the weird thing in Singapore. If it is Raya festival you can only see this area being decorated represented the Raya festival. Then if it is Deepavali it will be the Little India town n if it is Chinese New Year it will be in China town. When it’s Christmas the Orchard Road will be decorated sparklingly for that season. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I told the driver proudly that in Malaysia, be it any festive we will decorate the whole town, nation according to the festival. All of us celebrate n share the joy moments together. &lt;em&gt;Huh.. begitu patriotik sekali.. One Malaysia lah&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;katakan...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/StvBMvuoLFI/AAAAAAAAD8g/LCBlXdJspqs/s1600-h/night+safari10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394117403420929106" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/StvBMvuoLFI/AAAAAAAAD8g/LCBlXdJspqs/s320/night+safari10.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/StvQSp-jIZI/AAAAAAAAD9g/faAU7pXLCtA/s1600-h/night+safari1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394133997630726546" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/StvQSp-jIZI/AAAAAAAAD9g/faAU7pXLCtA/s320/night+safari1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;We got back to the hotel in the afternoon as the kids already tired. At 6.30 the transport came n took us to the Night Safari. We arrived there at 7.00pm. We started with the cultural show. It was the tribal dance performance of dances, acrobatic acts, fire eating displays n blowpipe demonstrations.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/StvLAL6fH4I/AAAAAAAAD9Q/ExS-cWZLkfI/s1600-h/night+safari3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394128182764838786" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/StvLAL6fH4I/AAAAAAAAD9Q/ExS-cWZLkfI/s320/night+safari3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/Stu65WV6ZsI/AAAAAAAAD8Y/TIiKy68l4yw/s1600-h/night+safari4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394110473119098562" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/Stu65WV6ZsI/AAAAAAAAD8Y/TIiKy68l4yw/s320/night+safari4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/StvIN4M3ODI/AAAAAAAAD9A/Ftr6sH7X37g/s1600-h/night+safari5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394125119456491570" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/StvIN4M3ODI/AAAAAAAAD9A/Ftr6sH7X37g/s320/night+safari5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/Stu645dykKI/AAAAAAAAD8Q/TCKROPhLe5o/s1600-h/night+safari6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394110465367511202" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/Stu645dykKI/AAAAAAAAD8Q/TCKROPhLe5o/s320/night+safari6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the entrance we queued up to take a tram ride. The 45min tram ride covering 3.2km which we saw animals from Himalayan foothills to the jungles of Southeast Asia n Africa. The children were very excited as they could see rhinos, elephants, tapirs, tigers, lions along the ride during night time.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/Stu5yJoKB4I/AAAAAAAAD8I/tLOeDzLnvjA/s1600-h/night+safari7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394109249935247234" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/Stu5yJoKB4I/AAAAAAAAD8I/tLOeDzLnvjA/s320/night+safari7.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/Stu5xnPdiXI/AAAAAAAAD8A/NxZU4XlzGQA/s1600-h/night+safari8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394109240704862578" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/Stu5xnPdiXI/AAAAAAAAD8A/NxZU4XlzGQA/s320/night+safari8.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;After the dramatically ride we went to see the show at the amphitheatre. The show demonstrated the behaviour n abilities of the animals like binturongs, otters, raccoons n hyenas. It was quite an interesting enjoyable show.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/StvLAzqjImI/AAAAAAAAD9Y/Nd7zPlZS9MA/s1600-h/night+safari2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394128193435411042" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/StvLAzqjImI/AAAAAAAAD9Y/Nd7zPlZS9MA/s320/night+safari2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/StvBNISIzAI/AAAAAAAAD8o/dxaDzcppulI/s1600-h/night+safari9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394117410012318722" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/StvBNISIzAI/AAAAAAAAD8o/dxaDzcppulI/s320/night+safari9.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We left the place at 9.30pm with each of us having the yummy luscious BEN&amp;amp;JERRY’S ice cream. When asked the kids, they totally enjoyed the Night Safari. Today we are leaving Singapore in the evening. Our check-out time is at 12.30noon n I guess we just wonder around again along the Orchard Road to kill the time&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8390519923938510163-6190392909396596993?l=voguemom.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://voguemom.blogspot.com/feeds/6190392909396596993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8390519923938510163&amp;postID=6190392909396596993&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8390519923938510163/posts/default/6190392909396596993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8390519923938510163/posts/default/6190392909396596993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voguemom.blogspot.com/2009/10/another-day-in-singapore.html' title='Another Day In Singapore'/><author><name>Vogue Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03202022705155686094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13658375134967106210'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/StvR_1wp5LI/AAAAAAAAD9o/3yyRKAiyYJY/s72-c/geylang1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8390519923938510163.post-5885521211959737852</id><published>2009-10-17T11:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T08:50:03.647+08:00</updated><title type='text'>In Singapore</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;We arrived in Singapore at 1.30pm. From the airport we took a taxi to our hotel which located along the Orchard Road. The reason we were in Singapore solely just for a holiday. My children are having a week term break next week.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/StpfZZMp4bI/AAAAAAAAD7w/mb8KFLTg-bk/s1600-h/hakeem+in+plane.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393728393594921394" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/StpfZZMp4bI/AAAAAAAAD7w/mb8KFLTg-bk/s320/hakeem+in+plane.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/StpfZ5gTkcI/AAAAAAAAD74/aGBi7cH9RGg/s1600-h/at+singapore+airport.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393728402267279810" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/StpfZ5gTkcI/AAAAAAAAD74/aGBi7cH9RGg/s320/at+singapore+airport.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another main reason is because of Hakeem! He always asked n begged us to go to Singapore. He told his daddy that all his friends at school go to Singapore. He kept saying that his friends said his favourite toy – BAKUGAN are much way cheaper in Singapore! And that’s why he wants to come here. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I could see his eagerness n excitement once we reached the hotel. In the plane he was nonstop asking “Are we in Singapore yet?” “Why it is so long to reach there” “Is it cold in Singapore?” More n more curious questions n comments from him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/StpeCN9PfuI/AAAAAAAAD7o/XGp1L7kWJMI/s1600-h/orchard+road1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393726895928868578" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/StpeCN9PfuI/AAAAAAAAD7o/XGp1L7kWJMI/s320/orchard+road1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/StpeBtT0KII/AAAAAAAAD7g/9aWYbEMl37U/s1600-h/orchard+road2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393726887165175938" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/StpeBtT0KII/AAAAAAAAD7g/9aWYbEMl37U/s320/orchard+road2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;We then strolled along the Orchard Road. It was crowded as it was weekend n holiday too in Singapore. We hopped in from one Mall to another. No desire n thrill to shop as the current currency is RM2.50 = 1 dollar Spore. So &lt;em&gt;darab tolak campur..&lt;/em&gt; it became more expensive compare to Malaysia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/StpczvcFVyI/AAAAAAAAD7Y/sr2nM2u_PCU/s1600-h/orchard+road3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393725547706930978" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/StpczvcFVyI/AAAAAAAAD7Y/sr2nM2u_PCU/s320/orchard+road3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/Stpbd7THF6I/AAAAAAAAD7I/dhD-mQUaFIo/s1600-h/orchard+road5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393724073421772706" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/Stpbd7THF6I/AAAAAAAAD7I/dhD-mQUaFIo/s320/orchard+road5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a lot of new shopping malls along the street. We went to Orchard Central Mall which famous for the soaring steep outdoors escalators. This is known as Singapore’s tallest vertical Mall standing 12 storeys with 2 basements. It was quite interesting as the escalators connecting directly from the ground floor to fourth floor. We went till the top floor taking 3 different connections of escalators. We could see malls after malls down us. It looks quite scary but there’s a glass panel protecting us so that we would not fall out while looking at the scenery!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/StpaDuEJE7I/AAAAAAAAD64/_b9BSoLQ-TM/s1600-h/orchard+road6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393722523681100722" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/StpaDuEJE7I/AAAAAAAAD64/_b9BSoLQ-TM/s320/orchard+road6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/StpYiTpD69I/AAAAAAAAD6w/bGJgZyIaGN0/s1600-h/orchard+road7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393720850140883922" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/StpYiTpD69I/AAAAAAAAD6w/bGJgZyIaGN0/s320/orchard+road7.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I have actually not being in Singapore for soooo long. My last trip here was 14 years back attended my cousin’s wedding. When I was small Singapore was like my 2nd home. Every time when we &lt;em&gt;balik kampong&lt;/em&gt; (Batu Pahat), my parents brought us here. We normally drive n overnight at my uncle’s house for a week.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/StpczL6JKhI/AAAAAAAAD7Q/AxA6P4Klc1w/s1600-h/orchard+road4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393725538169334290" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/StpczL6JKhI/AAAAAAAAD7Q/AxA6P4Klc1w/s320/orchard+road4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/StpYhhKmDHI/AAAAAAAAD6o/7ABpv_XCH1k/s1600-h/orchard+road9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393720836591324274" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/StpYhhKmDHI/AAAAAAAAD6o/7ABpv_XCH1k/s320/orchard+road9.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;My mom’s favourite place was Woodland – &lt;em&gt;beli buah oren n laici!!&lt;/em&gt; Then TANG at the Orchard Road. There is not much different Singapore from the last time I had been here. The country is still clean with trendy people n of course now with more Malls.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/StpXKt8StxI/AAAAAAAAD6g/2yu3As-ekbE/s1600-h/orchard+road8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393719345372378898" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/StpXKt8StxI/AAAAAAAAD6g/2yu3As-ekbE/s320/orchard+road8.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Anyway today was our first day here. Hakeem already got what he wanted so much – BAKUGAN which of course more expensive after converted to our currency! Tomorrow we plan to go to Geylang n have our lunch there n also to other interesting places here. To be continued then...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8390519923938510163-5885521211959737852?l=voguemom.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://voguemom.blogspot.com/feeds/5885521211959737852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8390519923938510163&amp;postID=5885521211959737852&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8390519923938510163/posts/default/5885521211959737852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8390519923938510163/posts/default/5885521211959737852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voguemom.blogspot.com/2009/10/in-singapore.html' title='In Singapore'/><author><name>Vogue Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03202022705155686094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13658375134967106210'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/StpfZZMp4bI/AAAAAAAAD7w/mb8KFLTg-bk/s72-c/hakeem+in+plane.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8390519923938510163.post-3815238342452245118</id><published>2009-10-16T18:13:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-16T18:48:42.545+08:00</updated><title type='text'>One Malaysia</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/SthLUUQX1FI/AAAAAAAAD6Q/etSc5fnk_Uw/s1600-h/jalan+tar1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393143366183015506" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/SthLUUQX1FI/AAAAAAAAD6Q/etSc5fnk_Uw/s320/jalan+tar1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/SthLU_6BmHI/AAAAAAAAD6Y/pNUhDawQeIU/s1600-h/jalan+tar2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393143377900443762" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/SthLU_6BmHI/AAAAAAAAD6Y/pNUhDawQeIU/s320/jalan+tar2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Wow… aren’t I proud to be Malaysian? Yes I am. Yesterday I went to Jalan Tunku Abd Rahman. The reason was to look for Hakeem’s Deepavali costume. Every year my children’s school organizes each festive that we have in Malaysia. Hakeem’s last year costume got ripped as I bought the cheap one (RM5). &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Pakai sekali terus koyak then buang…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Last year I went to Brickfield n this time I decided to go to Jalan TAR. As expected the place was totally crowded. There were stalls selling Indian sweets, muruku, saree, Punjabi n all sorts of things for the festive. &lt;em&gt;I pun sama naik lah bershopping&lt;/em&gt; n looking around for &lt;em&gt;baju raya&lt;/em&gt;…:) I got a nice costume for Hakeem. I tried to look one for myself too – not saree definitely but Punjabi suit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Unfortunately the one that I like was extremely expensive (RM400-RM500) – &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;sayang ah pulak duit...&lt;/span&gt; Further more it’s so difficult to get Punjabi suit with long sleeves. Anyway I was enjoyed wondering around looking at all the beautiful sarees n costumes. Be it any festive – raya aidilfitri, deepavali or CNY the place will always be crowded n attraction to all Malaysian. ONE MALAYSIA!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/SthKg7KP5iI/AAAAAAAAD6I/E5lLedSUTPc/s1600-h/nabila+deepavali+costume1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393142483273115170" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/SthKg7KP5iI/AAAAAAAAD6I/E5lLedSUTPc/s320/nabila+deepavali+costume1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/SthJhGrP7EI/AAAAAAAAD6A/kb3jPL2POHk/s1600-h/hakeem+deepavali+costume1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393141386852691010" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/SthJhGrP7EI/AAAAAAAAD6A/kb3jPL2POHk/s320/hakeem+deepavali+costume1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/SthIybBkd3I/AAAAAAAAD5w/n-A-0XsJnr8/s1600-h/nabila%2Bhakeem+deepavali+costume1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393140584861169522" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/SthIybBkd3I/AAAAAAAAD5w/n-A-0XsJnr8/s320/nabila%2Bhakeem+deepavali+costume1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/SthIxyc7g4I/AAAAAAAAD5o/7oRnhMA1i9k/s1600-h/nabila%2Bhakeem+deepavali+costume2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393140573970072450" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/SthIxyc7g4I/AAAAAAAAD5o/7oRnhMA1i9k/s320/nabila%2Bhakeem+deepavali+costume2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is the day that Nabila n Hakeem wearing their Deepavali costume. They have an hour show about the festive at school. Everybody at school including teachers n parents looked so pretty n vibrant wearing the colourful costumes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/SthIF3_kr5I/AAAAAAAAD5Y/HJhhdAV6NhY/s1600-h/hakeem%2Bfriends+deepavali+costume1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393139819543310226" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/SthIF3_kr5I/AAAAAAAAD5Y/HJhhdAV6NhY/s200/hakeem%2Bfriends+deepavali+costume1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/SthIGlqyG1I/AAAAAAAAD5g/7_xoFekIY-g/s1600-h/hakeem%2Bfriends+deepavali+costume2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393139831804140370" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/SthIGlqyG1I/AAAAAAAAD5g/7_xoFekIY-g/s200/hakeem%2Bfriends+deepavali+costume2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/SthIFdijkFI/AAAAAAAAD5Q/43XqvqssRdg/s1600-h/nabila%2Bfriends+deepavali+costume1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393139812442280018" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/SthIFdijkFI/AAAAAAAAD5Q/43XqvqssRdg/s200/nabila%2Bfriends+deepavali+costume1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would like to take this opportunity to wish all my Indian friends a very happy and prosperous Deepavali.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8390519923938510163-3815238342452245118?l=voguemom.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://voguemom.blogspot.com/feeds/3815238342452245118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8390519923938510163&amp;postID=3815238342452245118&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8390519923938510163/posts/default/3815238342452245118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8390519923938510163/posts/default/3815238342452245118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voguemom.blogspot.com/2009/10/one-malaysia.html' title='One Malaysia'/><author><name>Vogue Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03202022705155686094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13658375134967106210'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/SthLUUQX1FI/AAAAAAAAD6Q/etSc5fnk_Uw/s72-c/jalan+tar1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8390519923938510163.post-8106924754880145419</id><published>2009-10-13T18:42:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T20:05:42.448+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What I See, What I Feel</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;This morning after sent my kids to school me, hubby n my dad went down to KL. We had our breakfast at &lt;em&gt;Warung Mak Wanjor, Kampung Baru&lt;/em&gt;. This is actually hubby’s favourite place n my bro too. I used to eat &lt;em&gt;nasi lemak antarabangsa&lt;/em&gt;. They introduced n recommended me to try Mak Wanjor’s&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; (bersungguh rekomen mcm ada share).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/StRbc6M7UaI/AAAAAAAAD5A/svu6WX3KV-s/s1600-h/nasi+lemak+mak+wanjor1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392035206087266722" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/StRbc6M7UaI/AAAAAAAAD5A/svu6WX3KV-s/s320/nasi+lemak+mak+wanjor1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/StRbdgj_ArI/AAAAAAAAD5I/8svcmMkycOY/s1600-h/nasi+lemak+mak+wanjor2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392035216384524978" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/StRbdgj_ArI/AAAAAAAAD5I/8svcmMkycOY/s320/nasi+lemak+mak+wanjor2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To my taste bud, the &lt;em&gt;nasi lemak&lt;/em&gt; ok lah… &lt;em&gt;tak tau tang mana yg deorang duk cakap sedap sangat&lt;/em&gt;. Even &lt;em&gt;nasi lemak antara&lt;/em&gt;bangsa that I tried recently during ramadhan was not the same anymore like it used to be. Anyway it’s worth to drive all the way there to taste this famous &lt;em&gt;nasi lemak&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;After that we went to Keramat to pay a visit to my grand mom’s &lt;em&gt;pusara&lt;/em&gt;. After finished reading &lt;em&gt;yasin&lt;/em&gt; I wondered around to see the nearby pusara. I was actually admired the modern design n stones that were put on the &lt;em&gt;pusara&lt;/em&gt;. Some were neatly arranged with flowers n small trees planted on top of it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/StRaTSdBw4I/AAAAAAAAD44/a0_dhyvdQNA/s1600-h/kubur+wae1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392033941286929282" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/StRaTSdBw4I/AAAAAAAAD44/a0_dhyvdQNA/s320/kubur+wae1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/StRaSu-J9QI/AAAAAAAAD4w/GBzy7U1lMVQ/s1600-h/kubur+wae2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392033931762201858" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/StRaSu-J9QI/AAAAAAAAD4w/GBzy7U1lMVQ/s320/kubur+wae2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I was looking n stopped at one unknown &lt;em&gt;pusara&lt;/em&gt; I told hubby that the boy was so young when he died. He was born in 1988 n the son of somebody’s (&lt;em&gt;anak Dato’&lt;/em&gt;). Suddenly there was a couple came near to me n asked if I was looking for somebody’s pusara. I told the lady that I visited my grand mom’s n now just wondered around. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Without asking she then told me the &lt;em&gt;pusara&lt;/em&gt; that I was looking at was her son. Her son died because of the tragedy at Bukit Antarabangsa last December. She has one son n one daughter. Three of them were safe as they were sleeping upstairs but unfortunately not his son as he was sleeping downstairs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Her son was very close to him that everybody said that he was &lt;em&gt;anak ketiak mak&lt;/em&gt;. The parents went to his graduation day recently to collect the cert for him. This year raya was the first raya without him. I was clueless when she told me about his son. I told her “&lt;em&gt;Allah sayangkan anak kakak&lt;/em&gt;” and she answered me “&lt;em&gt; Ye… dan kami juga sayangkan dia&lt;/em&gt;” which then she started crying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;My heart went out to her. I can understand how she feels as I have children too. Though I don’t know the boy, I am very sure that he was a nice, kind boy that loved not only by his parents but also to everybody that knew him. I left the unknown lady with lots of things in my mind. What if this happen to me? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;It was 11am at that time n the weather was quite hot. Quite hot, humid n uncomfortable to some people that might thing it’s not a suitable time to be at the graveyard but to the lady, a mother she was probably missing n was thinking a lot about his son that she don’t mind to be there at anytime of the day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May Allah have mercy on her son and grant him a place in Jannatul Firdaus Aameen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8390519923938510163-8106924754880145419?l=voguemom.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://voguemom.blogspot.com/feeds/8106924754880145419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8390519923938510163&amp;postID=8106924754880145419&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8390519923938510163/posts/default/8106924754880145419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8390519923938510163/posts/default/8106924754880145419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voguemom.blogspot.com/2009/10/what-i-see-what-i-feel.html' title='What I See, What I Feel'/><author><name>Vogue Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03202022705155686094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13658375134967106210'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/StRbc6M7UaI/AAAAAAAAD5A/svu6WX3KV-s/s72-c/nasi+lemak+mak+wanjor1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8390519923938510163.post-3318741174728620316</id><published>2009-10-11T20:45:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-11T21:32:31.532+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Raya Open House</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Yesterday we had our first raya open house at our home. The caterer came at 10.00am to deliver food and setting up tables n chairs. 10min after that my mother in-law, sister in-law n nieces arrived from Malacca. It then followed by other guests who were non-stop flowing till mid night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/StHVCvpPBaI/AAAAAAAAD24/5DxgxPQKS5M/s1600-h/open+house1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391324472065066402" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/StHVCvpPBaI/AAAAAAAAD24/5DxgxPQKS5M/s200/open+house1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/StHVD9cuyHI/AAAAAAAAD3I/YDWkQZBk9UU/s1600-h/open+house3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391324492950587506" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/StHVD9cuyHI/AAAAAAAAD3I/YDWkQZBk9UU/s200/open+house3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/StHVDCsBHTI/AAAAAAAAD3A/P6AQoZmMvlA/s1600-h/open+house2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391324477177011506" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/StHVDCsBHTI/AAAAAAAAD3A/P6AQoZmMvlA/s200/open+house2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We invited mostly relatives n close friends. It was a long n tiring day for me but I was really happy n satisfied. The food that we ordered was just nice to cater all the guests. &lt;em&gt;Tiada pembaziran..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/StHV7scqstI/AAAAAAAAD3Q/Q6GySztR_xU/s1600-h/open+house4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391325450459591378" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/StHV7scqstI/AAAAAAAAD3Q/Q6GySztR_xU/s200/open+house4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/StHV8rXSORI/AAAAAAAAD3g/9dDVMtqJuyw/s1600-h/open+house6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391325467348449554" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/StHV8rXSORI/AAAAAAAAD3g/9dDVMtqJuyw/s200/open+house6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/StHV8OpF6PI/AAAAAAAAD3Y/ZOylVRyD2VU/s1600-h/open+house5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391325459638511858" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/StHV8OpF6PI/AAAAAAAAD3Y/ZOylVRyD2VU/s200/open+house5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got to meet my ‘long lost’ colleague – Kak Ema (&lt;em&gt;zaman2 kegemilangan during my career day&lt;/em&gt;) which also happens to be my hubby’s school senior. I was very pleased to see her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/StHW0KGnoaI/AAAAAAAAD3o/B95DCIzeiQk/s1600-h/open+house7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391326420492853666" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/StHW0KGnoaI/AAAAAAAAD3o/B95DCIzeiQk/s200/open+house7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/StHW1O_sBQI/AAAAAAAAD34/wUl9Xu63XrA/s1600-h/open+house9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391326438985827586" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/StHW1O_sBQI/AAAAAAAAD34/wUl9Xu63XrA/s200/open+house9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/StHW0kM0xgI/AAAAAAAAD3w/rABc0GHJ2eA/s1600-h/open+house8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391326427498202626" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/StHW0kM0xgI/AAAAAAAAD3w/rABc0GHJ2eA/s200/open+house8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/StHXydamgtI/AAAAAAAAD4I/eRCB23gURaA/s1600-h/open+house11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391327490828829394" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/StHXydamgtI/AAAAAAAAD4I/eRCB23gURaA/s200/open+house11.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/StHXxxTsKrI/AAAAAAAAD4A/KAGSiyj6ng0/s1600-h/open+house10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391327478988679858" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/StHXxxTsKrI/AAAAAAAAD4A/KAGSiyj6ng0/s200/open+house10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/StHXzBolJvI/AAAAAAAAD4Q/LY4FbeJFoCA/s1600-h/open+house12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391327500551137010" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/StHXzBolJvI/AAAAAAAAD4Q/LY4FbeJFoCA/s200/open+house12.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beside that my cousins that I’ve not met since my mom passed away (&lt;em&gt;8 years ago&lt;/em&gt;) came at the last minute at night time.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/StHYzs3CHkI/AAAAAAAAD4Y/_3eCQtM-be4/s1600-h/open+house13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391328611666107970" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/StHYzs3CHkI/AAAAAAAAD4Y/_3eCQtM-be4/s200/open+house13.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/StHY0N79HMI/AAAAAAAAD4g/B1pacHdeygI/s1600-h/open+house14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391328620545121474" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/StHY0N79HMI/AAAAAAAAD4g/B1pacHdeygI/s200/open+house14.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/StHY0pfkcqI/AAAAAAAAD4o/_J3b4PCOjjU/s1600-h/open+house15.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391328627942257314" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/StHY0pfkcqI/AAAAAAAAD4o/_J3b4PCOjjU/s200/open+house15.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My children had their good time too as Nadira who invited her school friends n Nabila, Hakeem who were non-stop playing with their cousins. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The event indeed was a success to me n hubby. We got to meet our friends beside the regular ones, relatives, n also my dad who came down from Kedah n not to forget my mother in law too. Insyaalah ada rezeki next year boleh buat lagi...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8390519923938510163-3318741174728620316?l=voguemom.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://voguemom.blogspot.com/feeds/3318741174728620316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8390519923938510163&amp;postID=3318741174728620316&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8390519923938510163/posts/default/3318741174728620316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8390519923938510163/posts/default/3318741174728620316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voguemom.blogspot.com/2009/10/our-raya-open-house.html' title='Our Raya Open House'/><author><name>Vogue Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03202022705155686094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13658375134967106210'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/StHVCvpPBaI/AAAAAAAAD24/5DxgxPQKS5M/s72-c/open+house1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8390519923938510163.post-1905766679504712722</id><published>2009-10-08T09:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T09:50:17.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nil</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;There is nothing interesting happens in my life lately. It was just the normal routine of my day’s activities. I received visitors frequently this week. Stayed up late till midnight yakking. Then in the morning woke up with heavy sleepy eyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;My dad is coming tomorrow n the day after tomorrow we’ll be having Raya open house at home. Then I guess there will be something exciting for me to tell about. Meanwhile just stay tune n cheers..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8390519923938510163-1905766679504712722?l=voguemom.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://voguemom.blogspot.com/feeds/1905766679504712722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8390519923938510163&amp;postID=1905766679504712722&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8390519923938510163/posts/default/1905766679504712722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8390519923938510163/posts/default/1905766679504712722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voguemom.blogspot.com/2009/10/nil.html' title='Nil'/><author><name>Vogue Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03202022705155686094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13658375134967106210'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8390519923938510163.post-8025355160840786908</id><published>2009-10-02T12:49:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T13:14:04.582+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mr Charming</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/SsWKKH2-djI/AAAAAAAAD2w/teCUHCCNbbU/s1600-h/hakeem1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387864435731625522" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/SsWKKH2-djI/AAAAAAAAD2w/teCUHCCNbbU/s320/hakeem1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/SsWJ2GgxsSI/AAAAAAAAD2o/6E5nyI0Y81I/s1600-h/hakeem5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387864091772694818" style="WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/SsWJ2GgxsSI/AAAAAAAAD2o/6E5nyI0Y81I/s320/hakeem5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/SsWJ1iefCHI/AAAAAAAAD2g/9rJDdEHC7Js/s1600-h/hakeem4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387864082099406962" style="WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/SsWJ1iefCHI/AAAAAAAAD2g/9rJDdEHC7Js/s320/hakeem4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/SsWIwuzCKFI/AAAAAAAAD2Y/1wFw0b_0okE/s1600-h/hakeem3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387862899995846738" style="WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/SsWIwuzCKFI/AAAAAAAAD2Y/1wFw0b_0okE/s320/hakeem3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My son, Hakeem is such an adorable boy that always melts somebody’s heart once the person gets to know him. His class teacher always comes to see me with stories n scenarios which on occasion Hakeem played his Mr Charming role.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Since he was in Nursery I noticed that he would has girlfriends that would love to be his buddy. Three weeks ago in the class the teacher asked all the students to close their eyes, relaxed n listened to the music that she gonna play. She played at first fast loud music n ended with relaxing calming slow music.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Then she asked each of the students what they were thinking n imagining while they closed their eyes. When came to Hakeem’s turned, he said “I was imagining that I will do anything for you. Anything that you want me to do” And that answer really pleased n touched Ms Andrea his class teacher… hehhehehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;She told me that Hakeem again played the Mr Charming n melted her heart. Yesterday again the teacher came to me showing Hakeem drew a picture using computer which actually a picture of him dancing with Ms Andrea. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;After a week in Year 1, Hakeem told me that she has a girlfriend name Atiqah. I asked his class teacher about this. His teacher said Hakeem was actually had sort of argument with another boy fighting over Atiqah. And the result was Atiqah chose Hakeem to be her buddy. The best man win..&lt;wink&gt; &lt;wink&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Hmm….. Hakeem… Hakeem.. in 10 years time, mommy will be worried a lot about you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8390519923938510163-8025355160840786908?l=voguemom.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://voguemom.blogspot.com/feeds/8025355160840786908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8390519923938510163&amp;postID=8025355160840786908&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8390519923938510163/posts/default/8025355160840786908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8390519923938510163/posts/default/8025355160840786908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voguemom.blogspot.com/2009/10/mr-charming.html' title='Mr Charming'/><author><name>Vogue Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03202022705155686094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13658375134967106210'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/SsWKKH2-djI/AAAAAAAAD2w/teCUHCCNbbU/s72-c/hakeem1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8390519923938510163.post-8001556430759248360</id><published>2009-10-01T10:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T10:33:57.232+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Live With No Regrets</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/SsQSfJaxrII/AAAAAAAAD2I/d5C0V1kKshI/s1600-h/tears+in+my+eyes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387451380555426946" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/SsQSfJaxrII/AAAAAAAAD2I/d5C0V1kKshI/s320/tears+in+my+eyes.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“Life is too short to wake up with regrets. So love the people who treat you right. Love the ones who don’t just because you can. Believe everything happens for a reason. If u get a second chance, grab it with both hands. If it changes your life let it. Kiss slowly. Forgive quickly. God never said life would be easy. He just promised it would be worth it.”&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This sms I received yesterday in conjunction of “Sister’s Day”. I was so touched when read it. It is indeed all true. As we’re getting older we always seems to think that our life will become shorter n shorter. It could be today or tomorrow we might be taken away by God.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a few occasions that I regret so much that I wish I could turn back the clock to mend things. A few times also happened that I should meet a person n I keep delaying it until I receive a call that the person had gone. God knows how I feel n regret at that moment. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were also times that I’ve hurt somebody’s feelings be it on purpose or unintentionally, the next thing happened was the person walked off from me n having the feeling of resentment thru out the life. I will definitely feel so bad n wish that I could explain n let the person understand why it happened.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As said everything happens for a reason. There are also things happen because u want it to happen. When it turns out as what it’s not expected to be u will carry the regrets, guilt or disappointment on your shoulder. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To me having the regret feeling is not wrong. It shows acceptance of your actions and the effect of them upon yourself and others. If you never regretted your actions/inactions and never showed humility, would you ever truly be at peace with yourself? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes being naive is great, especially when it means you let go of and forget the things that had upset you so much in the moment. This will teach you to be a better person.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I would regret my entire life if I lived it with no regrets.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8390519923938510163-8001556430759248360?l=voguemom.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://voguemom.blogspot.com/feeds/8001556430759248360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8390519923938510163&amp;postID=8001556430759248360&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8390519923938510163/posts/default/8001556430759248360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8390519923938510163/posts/default/8001556430759248360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voguemom.blogspot.com/2009/10/live-with-no-regrets.html' title='Live With No Regrets'/><author><name>Vogue Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03202022705155686094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13658375134967106210'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/SsQSfJaxrII/AAAAAAAAD2I/d5C0V1kKshI/s72-c/tears+in+my+eyes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8390519923938510163.post-4815487434234120114</id><published>2009-09-27T10:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T22:00:21.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Guests Coming For Raya</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;We departed from Alor Setar on early Friday morning. Last year Raya we caught in a terrible jam – 12 hours stuck in the traffic. So this year we tried a different strategy, head off at 5am. The traffic was very good n smooth. We stopped at two R&amp;amp;R n arrived in Shah Alam our home sweet home at 11.30am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Everybody was so glad n relieved to be home. After an hour rest I went out to the wet market. We have visitor coming the next day for Raya. I managed to prepare &lt;em&gt;rendang daging&lt;/em&gt; n boiled &lt;em&gt;ketupat&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/SsC8v398u0I/AAAAAAAAD1Y/esWmoIlIwxE/s1600-h/guest+raya1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386512684998769474" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/SsC8v398u0I/AAAAAAAAD1Y/esWmoIlIwxE/s320/guest+raya1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/SsC8wqxRLPI/AAAAAAAAD1g/DubR9yGiHeM/s1600-h/guest+raya2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386512698635791602" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/SsC8wqxRLPI/AAAAAAAAD1g/DubR9yGiHeM/s320/guest+raya2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/SsC9yXXmJcI/AAAAAAAAD1o/0-FCKsEqlIw/s1600-h/guest+raya3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386513827299206594" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/SsC9yXXmJcI/AAAAAAAAD1o/0-FCKsEqlIw/s320/guest+raya3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/SsC9zAXwbrI/AAAAAAAAD1w/rjJeyTXFI8Y/s1600-h/guest+raya4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386513838305734322" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/SsC9zAXwbrI/AAAAAAAAD1w/rjJeyTXFI8Y/s320/guest+raya4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next morning our visitors - my hubby’s cousin Kak Umi n the family from Malacca arrived. I cooked &lt;em&gt;mee goreng&lt;/em&gt; plus the &lt;em&gt;ketupat, rendang&lt;/em&gt;, cakes n cookies. After my house we went to my SIL house which is just about 5min drive.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/SsC-yuWcZYI/AAAAAAAAD14/aLuW92ziG7Q/s1600-h/danau+kota1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386514932980016514" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/SsC-yuWcZYI/AAAAAAAAD14/aLuW92ziG7Q/s320/danau+kota1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/SsC-zEE0uCI/AAAAAAAAD2A/EAdQDLFljGk/s1600-h/danau+kota2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386514938811693090" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/SsC-zEE0uCI/AAAAAAAAD2A/EAdQDLFljGk/s320/danau+kota2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At night we met them again. We went to Danau Kota. This was my first time here. I heard about this place from many people n last night at last I got to see the place. It is a place with rows of stalls selling from shoes, clothes, handbags, sunglasses n lots more. They sell an imitation products which some of them are the high grade quality. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The place opens daily at 10.00pm till morning. We were there till 12midnight. Quite interesting place if you plan to shop or else just &lt;em&gt;cuci mata je lah&lt;/em&gt;…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8390519923938510163-4815487434234120114?l=voguemom.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://voguemom.blogspot.com/feeds/4815487434234120114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8390519923938510163&amp;postID=4815487434234120114&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8390519923938510163/posts/default/4815487434234120114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8390519923938510163/posts/default/4815487434234120114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voguemom.blogspot.com/2009/09/guests-coming-for-raya.html' title='Guests Coming For Raya'/><author><name>Vogue Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03202022705155686094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13658375134967106210'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/SsC8v398u0I/AAAAAAAAD1Y/esWmoIlIwxE/s72-c/guest+raya1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8390519923938510163.post-2890354007911157902</id><published>2009-09-24T23:52:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T21:19:12.309+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dinner With The Family</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Since the day we arrived in Alor Setar, everyday we went to eat &lt;em&gt;nasi mamak&lt;/em&gt;. Breakfast &lt;em&gt;roti boom&lt;/em&gt; at mee abu, dinner at nasi royale n breakfast again at nasi zam zam. &lt;em&gt;Sampai sakit perut ah semua&lt;/em&gt;.. toilet is our favourite place!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/SsCyUIQZ_vI/AAAAAAAAD0Y/hryMScrvOJo/s1600-h/dinner+k.kedah2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386501213218537202" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/SsCyUIQZ_vI/AAAAAAAAD0Y/hryMScrvOJo/s200/dinner+k.kedah2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/SsCyTeASDLI/AAAAAAAAD0Q/_tym73iQ-7c/s1600-h/dinner+k.kedah1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386501201876618418" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/SsCyTeASDLI/AAAAAAAAD0Q/_tym73iQ-7c/s200/dinner+k.kedah1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/SsC0AjbuFkI/AAAAAAAAD1Q/1mBybd6iCTw/s1600-h/dinner+k.kedah10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386503075939620418" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/SsC0AjbuFkI/AAAAAAAAD1Q/1mBybd6iCTw/s200/dinner+k.kedah10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Tonight we planned to have seafood for our dinner. My family in Kedah loves to eat. We can sometimes drive to Kuala Perlis to try out &lt;em&gt;ikan bakar&lt;/em&gt; or seafood. Sometimes we even went to Penang for &lt;em&gt;nasi kandar&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Tonight we just went to the seafood restaurant at Kuala Kedah. Surprisingly there were many people. Probably &lt;em&gt;dah jemu makan ketupat rendang&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/SsCzRo59naI/AAAAAAAAD0o/mwuHBuhxdGw/s1600-h/dinner+k.kedah5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386502269954792866" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/SsCzRo59naI/AAAAAAAAD0o/mwuHBuhxdGw/s200/dinner+k.kedah5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/SsCzSOxYNwI/AAAAAAAAD0w/dCaO6gNQAfg/s1600-h/dinner+k.kedah6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386502280119334658" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/SsCzSOxYNwI/AAAAAAAAD0w/dCaO6gNQAfg/s200/dinner+k.kedah6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/SsCzS152KDI/AAAAAAAAD04/geG3JOxAsYw/s1600-h/dinner+k.kedah7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386502290623834162" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/SsCzS152KDI/AAAAAAAAD04/geG3JOxAsYw/s200/dinner+k.kedah7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Tonight also we had a surprise birthday celebration for my youngest brother – Boy. He will be 30 years old on the 25th Sept. Since everybody is here, an early celebration has been done for him.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/SsCyUnOIpsI/AAAAAAAAD0g/at_DjQY-0Tk/s1600-h/dinner+k.kedah4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386501221530511042" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/SsCyUnOIpsI/AAAAAAAAD0g/at_DjQY-0Tk/s200/dinner+k.kedah4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/SsCz_tue3oI/AAAAAAAAD1A/MWio0BlB-FY/s1600-h/dinner+k.kedah8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386503061522800258" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/SsCz_tue3oI/AAAAAAAAD1A/MWio0BlB-FY/s200/dinner+k.kedah8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/SsC0AIbfYeI/AAAAAAAAD1I/LXleikWAzqs/s1600-h/dinner+k.kedah9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386503068690899426" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/SsC0AIbfYeI/AAAAAAAAD1I/LXleikWAzqs/s200/dinner+k.kedah9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got the cake for him. This gonna be his last birthday as &lt;em&gt;orang bujang&lt;/em&gt;. Next year kena &lt;em&gt;kahwin&lt;/em&gt;! So next year will be the final &lt;em&gt;kenduri kahwin&lt;/em&gt; in the family.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8390519923938510163-2890354007911157902?l=voguemom.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://voguemom.blogspot.com/feeds/2890354007911157902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8390519923938510163&amp;postID=2890354007911157902&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8390519923938510163/posts/default/2890354007911157902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8390519923938510163/posts/default/2890354007911157902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voguemom.blogspot.com/2009/09/dinner-with-family.html' title='Dinner With The Family'/><author><name>Vogue Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03202022705155686094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13658375134967106210'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/SsCyUIQZ_vI/AAAAAAAAD0Y/hryMScrvOJo/s72-c/dinner+k.kedah2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8390519923938510163.post-1087456382505894462</id><published>2009-09-21T23:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T23:25:18.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Raya at Alor Setar</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;On the second day of raya we went back to Kedah. We departed from Malacca at 5am. The traffic was so good n smooth. We arrived at Alor Setar at 11.30am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/Sr-BWGX3kqI/AAAAAAAADzw/pdEf154Yf0g/s1600-h/raya+kedah2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386165896026231458" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/Sr-BWGX3kqI/AAAAAAAADzw/pdEf154Yf0g/s320/raya+kedah2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/Sr-BVahVIlI/AAAAAAAADzo/lTsDhji3HEc/s1600-h/raya+kedah1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386165884254757458" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/Sr-BVahVIlI/AAAAAAAADzo/lTsDhji3HEc/s320/raya+kedah1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the evening we went to visit my mom’s pusara. This time around I brought all my children. Nabila &amp;amp; Hakeem always curios n asked lots of questions about their Tok Ma. Like how she died, where did she go, how did she goes to heaven n lots more of questions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;After an explanation during the journey they seem to understand a bit. I told them to read Al-fatihah all the time. Nabila was behaving herself very well sitting down while Hakeem was running around the graveyard.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/Sr-CgOa6z9I/AAAAAAAADz4/uPONiuq3Hhk/s1600-h/raya+kedah3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386167169496829906" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/Sr-CgOa6z9I/AAAAAAAADz4/uPONiuq3Hhk/s200/raya+kedah3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/Sr-Cgr99xQI/AAAAAAAAD0A/Ti-xVOOSZUY/s1600-h/raya+kedah4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386167177428452610" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/Sr-Cgr99xQI/AAAAAAAAD0A/Ti-xVOOSZUY/s200/raya+kedah4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/Sr-ChIQmXHI/AAAAAAAAD0I/hcUzHBMUEeU/s1600-h/raya+kedah5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386167185022803058" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/Sr-ChIQmXHI/AAAAAAAAD0I/hcUzHBMUEeU/s200/raya+kedah5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;At night I went to my aunty’s house. The following day we went to my cousin’s house. She made kuetiaw sup. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I have all my brothers around at Kedah. It has been so long that I n my brothers have the opportunity to be together at my dad’s house. I feel so happy to be with them. One thing that I miss n wish for is my mom to be with us. I really miss her cook for raya n the cookies as well.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8390519923938510163-1087456382505894462?l=voguemom.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://voguemom.blogspot.com/feeds/1087456382505894462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8390519923938510163&amp;postID=1087456382505894462&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8390519923938510163/posts/default/1087456382505894462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8390519923938510163/posts/default/1087456382505894462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voguemom.blogspot.com/2009/09/raya-at-alor-setar.html' title='Raya at Alor Setar'/><author><name>Vogue Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03202022705155686094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13658375134967106210'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/Sr-BWGX3kqI/AAAAAAAADzw/pdEf154Yf0g/s72-c/raya+kedah2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8390519923938510163.post-7041315110818849017</id><published>2009-09-20T22:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T23:07:59.082+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Selamat Hari Raya</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/Sr98Wz5DtZI/AAAAAAAADy4/7cpVpJ1v93M/s1600-h/raya+at+melaka4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386160410686895506" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/Sr98Wz5DtZI/AAAAAAAADy4/7cpVpJ1v93M/s200/raya+at+melaka4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/Sr97SWx4JNI/AAAAAAAADyo/sJhb2d7g478/s1600-h/raya+at+melaka2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386159234641044690" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/Sr97SWx4JNI/AAAAAAAADyo/sJhb2d7g478/s200/raya+at+melaka2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/Sr97RqMpUnI/AAAAAAAADyg/bhT0I8nQgIk/s1600-h/raya+at+melaka1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386159222673724018" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/Sr97RqMpUnI/AAAAAAAADyg/bhT0I8nQgIk/s200/raya+at+melaka1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I celebrated my first day of raya at Malacca. This year my entire hubby’s siblings were in Malacca. It was so good to see everybody around. The kids got to see n play with all the cousins. We came back to Malacca on last Thursday then followed one by one by other siblings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/Sr97S3o2wrI/AAAAAAAADyw/D35_dNTtc1I/s1600-h/raya+at+melaka3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386159243461575346" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/Sr97S3o2wrI/AAAAAAAADyw/D35_dNTtc1I/s200/raya+at+melaka3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/Sr98XmaOxJI/AAAAAAAADzI/qhfE2WzuiEg/s1600-h/raya+at+melaka6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386160424247805074" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/Sr98XmaOxJI/AAAAAAAADzI/qhfE2WzuiEg/s200/raya+at+melaka6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/Sr98XJ7963I/AAAAAAAADzA/RCCTpEeOUGo/s1600-h/raya+at+melaka5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386160416604679026" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/Sr98XJ7963I/AAAAAAAADzA/RCCTpEeOUGo/s200/raya+at+melaka5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As usual my mother in-law will cook the ‘must’ menu for the house – sate goreng n sambal tumis udang plus with ketupat, rendang. This year we have special menu – mandi rice with kambing cooked by Nazri &amp;amp; abg Kadri. Menjadi gak deorang masak. I didn’t eat lamb but from their response n comments mcm sedap je…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;As usual early in the morning we already received visitors who actually close relatives. After solat raya we had out eating session n receiving guest. In the afternoon we went to the nearby relatives’ house.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/Sr99YLFKz4I/AAAAAAAADzQ/KvuaaubVKoc/s1600-h/raya+at+melaka7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386161533603204994" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/Sr99YLFKz4I/AAAAAAAADzQ/KvuaaubVKoc/s200/raya+at+melaka7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/Sr99YsNcdGI/AAAAAAAADzY/78UUBUACMXU/s1600-h/raya+at+melaka8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386161542496285794" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/Sr99YsNcdGI/AAAAAAAADzY/78UUBUACMXU/s200/raya+at+melaka8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/Sr99ZTR8-TI/AAAAAAAADzg/Z05Bg9Yy1M8/s1600-h/raya+at+melaka9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386161552984176946" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/Sr99ZTR8-TI/AAAAAAAADzg/Z05Bg9Yy1M8/s200/raya+at+melaka9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I wish all my friends, relatives n readers Selamat Hari Raya. Maaf Dzahir Batin. &lt;em&gt;Semoga Hari Raya ini memberi seribu rahmat dan kebahagian kepada kita semua.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8390519923938510163-7041315110818849017?l=voguemom.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://voguemom.blogspot.com/feeds/7041315110818849017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8390519923938510163&amp;postID=7041315110818849017&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8390519923938510163/posts/default/7041315110818849017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8390519923938510163/posts/default/7041315110818849017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voguemom.blogspot.com/2009/09/selamat-hari-raya.html' title='Selamat Hari Raya'/><author><name>Vogue Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03202022705155686094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13658375134967106210'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/Sr98Wz5DtZI/AAAAAAAADy4/7cpVpJ1v93M/s72-c/raya+at+melaka4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8390519923938510163.post-6784290235316303141</id><published>2009-09-18T22:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T22:40:04.144+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/Sr944mvoaNI/AAAAAAAADyY/1xBD9ZVBeHc/s1600-h/list+order+kek+lapis.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386156593226737874" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/Sr944mvoaNI/AAAAAAAADyY/1xBD9ZVBeHc/s320/list+order+kek+lapis.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been so so long that I have not updated my blog. The blog that I used to visit daily n updated regularly. I was very busy with my new project. I am actually selling kek lapis Sarawak for &lt;em&gt;hari raya&lt;/em&gt;. As I used to ‘brag’ baking is my passion.. hehehehhe so I wanted to try changing the hobby into profit . But seriously I love to bake especially cakes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well talking about this &lt;em&gt;kek lapis Sarawak&lt;/em&gt;, I learned to make it when I was staying in Miri. I was pregnant for Nabila at that time. I resigned my job to follow my hubby to Miri. I left my life of career woman n be a domestic manager. I took the weekend baking class. From there I experiment n tried out all kind design of this delicious stunning look of &lt;em&gt;kek lapis&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After about 6 years making &lt;em&gt;kek lapis&lt;/em&gt; for friends n family I took the first step created my &lt;a href="http://www.mami-baking.blogspot.com/"&gt;online &lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;kek lapis&lt;/em&gt; business. Then I spread my wings promoted my product for &lt;em&gt;Hari Raya&lt;/em&gt;. Frankly I didn’t really actually went all out promoting it. It was just mouth to mouth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To my surprise I got quite lots of order started from before ramadhan till the end of it. I only have two ovens n fulltime helper (my maid) n part time helper (my daughter). We started baking from early morning after &lt;em&gt;sahur&lt;/em&gt; till &lt;em&gt;Iftar&lt;/em&gt; time. I tried once to continue after &lt;em&gt;Iftar&lt;/em&gt; but I just couldn’t. I was so worn-out that sometimes I just couldn’t stand up properly n felt very weak.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My daily routine was baking &lt;em&gt;kek lapis&lt;/em&gt;. I had sleepless nights worried that I couldn’t fulfill the orders. Though I had close the order there were still order continuously coming in which at the end I had to stop taking orders. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I finally managed to make all the delivery in KL yesterday. I went back to Kedah a week ago to deliver order from there. I feel so relieve that all of these had been settled. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I would like to take this opportunity to express my gratitude to everybody that has helped me. Thank you very much to my SIL – kak faridah, Ida, Sis Nora, Boy, Kak Yan, Ita, Nazri for trusting my products helping me selling my &lt;em&gt;kek lapis&lt;/em&gt; to your colleagues. Those that I’ve not mentioned names here, my friends n family – all of you are not forgotten. Thanks a lot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last but not least – those &lt;em&gt;yang bekerja di belakang tabir&lt;/em&gt;… my hubby for taking over my job sending/fetching my kids to/from school. Then my daughter Nadira though sometimes &lt;em&gt;sampai nak tercabut tekak menjerit suruh dia tolong&lt;/em&gt; – u did played the role. And the last one – my maid, I know she will never read this but she helped me a lot. Without her I could never do this alone. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Balik Indon nanti boleh ah dia bisnes kek lapis ni… :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I will definitely strategize better plans for next year &lt;em&gt;hari raya&lt;/em&gt;. Thanks to Allah for the &lt;em&gt;rezeki n kudrat yang diberi untuk melakukan semua ini&lt;/em&gt;. I will improve n do better. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8390519923938510163-6784290235316303141?l=voguemom.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://voguemom.blogspot.com/feeds/6784290235316303141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8390519923938510163&amp;postID=6784290235316303141&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8390519923938510163/posts/default/6784290235316303141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8390519923938510163/posts/default/6784290235316303141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voguemom.blogspot.com/2009/09/finally.html' title='Finally..'/><author><name>Vogue Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03202022705155686094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13658375134967106210'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/Sr944mvoaNI/AAAAAAAADyY/1xBD9ZVBeHc/s72-c/list+order+kek+lapis.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8390519923938510163.post-266037821956325567</id><published>2009-09-12T16:33:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-12T16:53:37.014+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend Trip</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I am now in Alor Setar. I arrived yeterday evening. I came back alone as this is only a weekend trip - business matter. Yesterday I had Iftar at my dad's home - nasi tomato. Later at night as planned I went out to have something that supposely to be "light supper" - nasi royale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/Sqtem1UhtzI/AAAAAAAADx0/I_Q8Y8HSIoo/s1600-h/Picture+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380498201065404210" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/Sqtem1UhtzI/AAAAAAAADx0/I_Q8Y8HSIoo/s320/Picture+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/SqtfA4afA2I/AAAAAAAADyA/IY-G--dyo50/s1600-h/Picture+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380498648572298082" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/SqtfA4afA2I/AAAAAAAADyA/IY-G--dyo50/s320/Picture+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just couldn't resist not to go there. Though I was already full but atas nafsu yang tinggi I forced myself to go there n eat. Honestly I didn't regret as the food was super yummy. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Lepas gian nak makan nasi royale...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Later on my bro n cousin brought me around the town. They brought me to the place called Uptown. &lt;em&gt;Huh.. kat Alor Setar pun ada uptown... ini satu peningkatan&lt;/em&gt;!! It is actually located behind the stadium. Rows of stalls selling clothes, shoes, &lt;em&gt;tudung&lt;/em&gt; - mostly man's attire. I then went to stalls near Pekan Rabu which mostly sells &lt;em&gt;baju melayu, songkok n baju kurung&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/SqtfgSXfBVI/AAAAAAAADyI/X3YOmumT3hk/s1600-h/Picture+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380499188114982226" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/SqtfgSXfBVI/AAAAAAAADyI/X3YOmumT3hk/s320/Picture+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/SqtgCztgaeI/AAAAAAAADyQ/yB7G6vryMdk/s1600-h/Picture+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380499781181270498" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/SqtgCztgaeI/AAAAAAAADyQ/yB7G6vryMdk/s320/Picture+010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was Friday - day off for Kedah so the town was quite packed with people. My night ended at midnight. I was so tired as the moment I put my head on the pillow I was probably dozed off. The next thing I realize when I woke up, it was already morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8390519923938510163-266037821956325567?l=voguemom.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://voguemom.blogspot.com/feeds/266037821956325567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8390519923938510163&amp;postID=266037821956325567&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8390519923938510163/posts/default/266037821956325567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8390519923938510163/posts/default/266037821956325567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voguemom.blogspot.com/2009/09/weekend-trip.html' title='Weekend Trip'/><author><name>Vogue Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03202022705155686094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13658375134967106210'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/Sqtem1UhtzI/AAAAAAAADx0/I_Q8Y8HSIoo/s72-c/Picture+007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8390519923938510163.post-8491738834616759235</id><published>2009-09-09T18:41:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T19:04:55.659+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank You</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I’ve been very extremely busy. I have forgotten when was the last time I touch my laptop or hook up to the internet. Hubby has taken over my job dutifully sending n fetching kids to/from school. My routine started early in the morning baking till nearly time of Iftar. In between I cooked for Iftar. I will tell later about my baking project..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Anyway last Sunday hubby took me n kids to have our Iftar outside – birthday treat. We had Thai food at Plaza Masalam. We didn’t do any booking n just try our luck walked in. The place was crowded n we were lucky to get a table.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/SqeHx0KC_NI/AAAAAAAADxk/Td1MvMYod8Y/s1600-h/bday+dinner2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379417569801469138" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/SqeHx0KC_NI/AAAAAAAADxk/Td1MvMYod8Y/s200/bday+dinner2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/SqeHyRGTMUI/AAAAAAAADxs/ygL_b5Bz3aM/s1600-h/bday+dinner3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379417577570382146" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/SqeHyRGTMUI/AAAAAAAADxs/ygL_b5Bz3aM/s200/bday+dinner3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/SqeHxAiPC0I/AAAAAAAADxc/fhFchiqUfe8/s1600-h/bday+dinner1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379417555944278850" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/SqeHxAiPC0I/AAAAAAAADxc/fhFchiqUfe8/s200/bday+dinner1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Thank you so much as I don’t have to cook on that day! I also received cards – musical card special chosen by Hakeem n lovely gifts from my children. Thank you also for the big surprise – a beautiful bouquet of roses from my dearest Faizah. This really caught me into surprise. Thanks dear.. the flower was so lovely.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/SqeG7LlL0uI/AAAAAAAADxM/7d05F9xp2Gc/s1600-h/bday+card.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379416631196504802" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/SqeG7LlL0uI/AAAAAAAADxM/7d05F9xp2Gc/s320/bday+card.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/SqeG7wYOJmI/AAAAAAAADxU/BRuwT5kt7U0/s1600-h/roses+frm+faizah.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379416641074243170" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/SqeG7wYOJmI/AAAAAAAADxU/BRuwT5kt7U0/s320/roses+frm+faizah.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks also to Danny for the ‘exciting’ gift – have no time to experiment it yet n not to forget Piqah.. ehem.. u still owe me! hehehehhehe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well.. who says I didn’t enjoy being 40? I’ve been surrounding n love by all the people that are so thoughtful n caring. All of u are so special n always in my heart. Thank you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8390519923938510163-8491738834616759235?l=voguemom.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://voguemom.blogspot.com/feeds/8491738834616759235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8390519923938510163&amp;postID=8491738834616759235&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8390519923938510163/posts/default/8491738834616759235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8390519923938510163/posts/default/8491738834616759235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voguemom.blogspot.com/2009/09/thank-you.html' title='Thank You'/><author><name>Vogue Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03202022705155686094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13658375134967106210'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/SqeHx0KC_NI/AAAAAAAADxk/Td1MvMYod8Y/s72-c/bday+dinner2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8390519923938510163.post-8652883886929869905</id><published>2009-09-03T10:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T10:48:00.055+08:00</updated><title type='text'>40</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/Sp5qxE9C3JI/AAAAAAAADxE/hNQWHZTTAOA/s1600-h/40rty.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376852396502867090" style="WIDTH: 313px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 313px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/Sp5qxE9C3JI/AAAAAAAADxE/hNQWHZTTAOA/s320/40rty.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;40&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Yes I am 40 years old today. First n foremost I would like to express my gratitude to Allah S.W.T for giving me a good health n long life that I will be able to see the world n as who I am now for 40 years old.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40 is a big number! Some would say&lt;em&gt; dah tua pun&lt;/em&gt;… some would say &lt;em&gt;muda lagi ni.&lt;/em&gt;. People always say life begin at 40. That is mostly said to man but I don’t know whether it is applicable to a woman like me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If people ask me how do I feel? Well.. I feel good, happy n blessed. At the age of 40 people are still mistaken me as mid 30. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;time ni perasan ah sikit..&lt;/span&gt; I still got no wrinkles on my face. I can still run n doing steps in the gym continuously for 30min without &lt;em&gt;pancit&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alhamdullilah n I feel so grateful n I pray and hope that these will last longer. Apart from that I am very happy with my husband n children, my family. I also wish that all my plans can be achieved successfully. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pray that my years ahead will be filled by happiness, prosperity, love, long life, good health n fully blessed by Allah S.W.T.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"One year older doesn’t mean that u are getting old but u are actually a year beautifully matured."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;p/s: zillion thanks for all the wishes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8390519923938510163-8652883886929869905?l=voguemom.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://voguemom.blogspot.com/feeds/8652883886929869905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8390519923938510163&amp;postID=8652883886929869905&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8390519923938510163/posts/default/8652883886929869905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8390519923938510163/posts/default/8652883886929869905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voguemom.blogspot.com/2009/09/40.html' title='40'/><author><name>Vogue Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03202022705155686094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13658375134967106210'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/Sp5qxE9C3JI/AAAAAAAADxE/hNQWHZTTAOA/s72-c/40rty.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8390519923938510163.post-3850975699693143713</id><published>2009-08-30T23:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T17:44:29.040+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Iftar At Saloma Bistro</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/SpuUX8e2Q9I/AAAAAAAADwU/Tc1bd4Dt92A/s1600-h/iftar+saloma1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376053719290233810" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/SpuUX8e2Q9I/AAAAAAAADwU/Tc1bd4Dt92A/s320/iftar+saloma1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/SpuUYszNLoI/AAAAAAAADwc/gzeJliaHmt0/s1600-h/iftar+saloma2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376053732260523650" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/SpuUYszNLoI/AAAAAAAADwc/gzeJliaHmt0/s320/iftar+saloma2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had our Iftar today at Saloma Bistro. This is my treat for hubby’s birthday. We arrived at the place quite early n mingled around the area – MITC waiting for the Iftar. Taking photos n &lt;em&gt;posing sana sini…&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/SpuVQ2FgsgI/AAAAAAAADwk/_Y43U1Po6Pw/s1600-h/iftar+saloma3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376054696825893378" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/SpuVQ2FgsgI/AAAAAAAADwk/_Y43U1Po6Pw/s320/iftar+saloma3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/SpuVRaDZJbI/AAAAAAAADws/KM4gxy8Zqcw/s1600-h/iftar+saloma4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376054706480686514" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/SpuVRaDZJbI/AAAAAAAADws/KM4gxy8Zqcw/s320/iftar+saloma4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The place was pretty crowded with people. I could see there were also foreigners from Middle East joining us for Iftar. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The food I would say so so.. and not so many varieties. For the price of RM65 per person probably that’s what we get as mostly hotels in KL charge for Ramadhan Buffet from RM70++ to RM130++.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/SpuW-vQdoRI/AAAAAAAADw8/OPWjN-DY1f4/s1600-h/iftar+saloma6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376056584778391826" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/SpuW-vQdoRI/AAAAAAAADw8/OPWjN-DY1f4/s320/iftar+saloma6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/SpuW-Eaa3WI/AAAAAAAADw0/dHGSva092SY/s1600-h/iftar+saloma5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376056573277429090" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/SpuW-Eaa3WI/AAAAAAAADw0/dHGSva092SY/s320/iftar+saloma5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for buffet if you really can eat a lot then it’s worth it. We left the place around 8.15pm n went to Pavillion. The place was so crowded with many people which I wonder what they were doing there. We just there for an hour as at 10pm the shops already closed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;We had a break, coffee with Icam n his wife. On the way back, Nabila n Hakeem were sleeping in the car tired hugging their newly bought toys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8390519923938510163-3850975699693143713?l=voguemom.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://voguemom.blogspot.com/feeds/3850975699693143713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8390519923938510163&amp;postID=3850975699693143713&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8390519923938510163/posts/default/3850975699693143713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8390519923938510163/posts/default/3850975699693143713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voguemom.blogspot.com/2009/08/we-had-our-iftar-today-at-saloma-bistro.html' title='Iftar At Saloma Bistro'/><author><name>Vogue Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03202022705155686094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13658375134967106210'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/SpuUX8e2Q9I/AAAAAAAADwU/Tc1bd4Dt92A/s72-c/iftar+saloma1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8390519923938510163.post-7766568034735976478</id><published>2009-08-29T23:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T17:30:40.158+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Iftar's With Friends &amp; Family</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/SpuT1KHn0YI/AAAAAAAADwE/dLCAHA4BvBI/s1600-h/iftar+friends.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376053121655492994" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/SpuT1KHn0YI/AAAAAAAADwE/dLCAHA4BvBI/s320/iftar+friends.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/SpuT16m5e8I/AAAAAAAADwM/DhcF11k22cU/s1600-h/iftar+friends1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376053134671576002" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/SpuT16m5e8I/AAAAAAAADwM/DhcF11k22cU/s320/iftar+friends1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today’s Iftar, hubby invited a few of his friends n my brothers – Paul &amp;amp; Amil. As usual I cooked rice n a few &lt;em&gt;lauk pauk&lt;/em&gt;. I was so busy that I just managed to snap a few photos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, hubby seems to enjoy meeting his old school buddy. Nabila n Hakeem too were very happy n non-stop playing with their cousins.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We chatted till midnight n continued the session for &lt;em&gt;teh tarik&lt;/em&gt; at our favourite Rafi restaurant.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8390519923938510163-7766568034735976478?l=voguemom.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://voguemom.blogspot.com/feeds/7766568034735976478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8390519923938510163&amp;postID=7766568034735976478&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8390519923938510163/posts/default/7766568034735976478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8390519923938510163/posts/default/7766568034735976478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voguemom.blogspot.com/2009/08/iftars-with-friends-family.html' title='Iftar&apos;s With Friends &amp; Family'/><author><name>Vogue Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03202022705155686094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13658375134967106210'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cd_TMUoG_lo/SpuT1KHn0YI/AAAAAAAADwE/dLCAHA4BvBI/s72-c/iftar+friends.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry></feed>