The 3-Hour Jam

Jem had the bright idea of driving into JB for dinner.

So we gathered MH, Sharon and Angie and we all piled into the car and headed for JB at 5pm.

We made bets as to what time we would hit the causeway. Sharon said 6:10pm. Jem said 7pm.

We finally made it at 8:20pm.

THREE BLOODY HOURS!

It's all that Mas Selamat's fault. Humph.

Angie needed to pee so badly halfway through the jam that she and MH got out of the car and walked to the nearby MacDonalds. They even bought a takeaway meal for starving me.

Then it was Jem's, Ron's and my turn to get out and walk out to have a pee.

The traffic jam was THAT bad.

We played silly games in car.. Name games, Singing games.. even Maths games. (I obviously tried to cheat with a calculator...).

We saw a driver reading the paper and driving at the same time, another trying to entertain his girlfriend with a little stuffed cow while she ignored him.. We saw motorcyclists riding AGAINST the flow of traffic and MH even got out to have a smoke.

I can't say it was a boring three hours. :)


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We played badminton yesterday. My butt now hurts. I didn't even know there were muscles in my butt.
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No wonder it's so saggy.
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In addition... my shoulder hurts, my arm hurts, my back hurts and my thighs hurt.
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I now walk funny.
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Excercise is so NOT for me.

Sitting Ducks

Jem brought tickets to take Josh (and ME) out for a trip on the Duck Tours last Saturday.

Let's just say our day started out BAD.

What started out as a day planned with picking Josh up from his enrichment class and bringing him for a nice meal at Fish and Co. and on to the Duck Tour ended up with disaster when Jem inserted his key into his car's ignition and... nothing.

Except for a horrible cranking sound like the car was on its death bed.

And the horrible word that escaped my mouth when I realised that the battery was dead. I swear, you would have thought that I would have shrieked in frustration. But the singular, strung out "FUUCKKKK" that came out of my mouth was such a strange guttural sound that even I was surprised.

Now I know how I really sound when distressed.

So anyhow, we had to rush to the repair shop on foot, make arrangements for my mum to pick him instead and keep our fingers crossed it was a simple issue of changing the car battery.

Thank God it was, but Jem's car gauges started beeping wildly and nobody in the repair shop knew how to repair it.

As if God just wanted to punish me a little more for not going to Assumption Day Mass, it started to rain really heavily. (Look, I'm SORRYYY!!!!)

So there we were driving along the ECP in the pouring rain, with Joshua staring at Uncle Jeremy's gauges beeping wildly and flashing red and blue and me trying to make Josh sing "rain rain go away".

We finally made it to Suntec City Mall and since we were already late, abandoned our plans for a nice lunch and instead had to make do with fast food.

After lunch we rushed all the way to the tour counter. While buying tickets, Jem asked Josh if he wanted the little duck whistles selling at S$3.50 a pop. Josh said yes, so Jem bought it for him. After blowing it precisely TWICE, he din want it anymore.

Poor Uncle Jeremy.

Anyhow so we got on the boat and Josh kept complaining it was so slow and asked me why all the bum boats were faster than our boat.

Jeezus.

Finally at the end of the tour and when we got off. Josh announced, "The Duck Tour is boring."

POOR POOR UNCLE JEREMY.

I think Jem was really devastated to hear those words out of Josh's mouth.

After sending Josh home (that ingrate), I treated Jem to a nice buffet dinner just to show I really appreciated his all his effort.

We had drinks and after we went home, I REALLY showed him just how appreciative I was.

;)

Rubber Duckies



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You're a little minx. But Ah Yee and Uncle Jeremy still love you very very much. :)

Somewhere Expensive

Jem has been complaining and complaining about the fuel prices over the past months...

Anyhow, since my birthday is coming up, Jem asked me what I would like for my birthday.

"I dunno... I have to think about it." (Apparently at a time when we are spending loads of money on the house renovation and wedding and the fact that we should be saving for our honeymoon... asking for a *screams out loud* NINTENDO BABY PINK DS LITE.. seems quite frivilous, right?)

;p

I did think of just asking him to take me out for a nice dinner.

But I was reading a copy of the Reader's Digest (August 2008) over lunch in Melbourne when I came across this joke, which just totally changed my mind...

Harry can't figure out what to get his girlfriend for her birthday.

"Oh," she says, "just take me someplace expensive."

So he drops her off at the petrol station.

I nearly laughed the ravioli out of my mouth.

Mebbe I shall ask for the *screams out loud again* NINTENDO BABY PINK DS LITE.

:)

Doodoodoo...