Selfish Moments

No two souls are identical, not even the best soul mates. Due to the differences, there are things I'll selfishly save the last bite to myself. As a individual with odd and picky eating habits, I like to savour the yummy bit by bit, devour the horrible ones like beans. Call me a kid if you want, I don't like my greens, exceptions are peas, mushrooms (not really a veg) and potatoes. And a taboo on my plate, I hate mixing the different portions of veg on my plate apart from salad.

Moo on the other hand view food as food, those times when he treats food indulgently, he expects the best. So what's the point I'm trying to make here? Don't share an ice lolli or ice-cream bar with Moo!!!

Its the last chocolate coated vanilla ice-cream bar left in the freezer, being nice I agreed to share it with him, BIG MISTAKE! One third of the bar vanished from just one bite, and before I know it, I'm the one who's left with one third of it, my fault coz I like to lick my ice-cream instead of gobbling down like some hungry hyena. Left with a tiny chunk, he had the cheek to ask if he can finish it.....
No I din't give in, it was a torture for him watching me finish off the last of it, well it was a good few minutes anyway. That's the bottom line, don't share ice-cream bars with him!

Mirror mirror on the wall

Who's the ugliest of them all?
Yup, we held an Ugly Pageant after the guys got slightly pissed from drinking all the Cornish Ales and Wine.

Eden Project

Really missed the Eden Project, summer time when flowers bloom and do a show and tell on how beautiful mother nature is.
The visit was great till Moo started calling me names,... I got pretty mad coz he actually meant it. Oh well, it was resolved in the end anyway, no biggy.

Threesome Camping Trip

Since it's a bank holiday weekend, what better to do than to drive down to Cornwall, oh yah sunny Cornwall. We left at an insane time, about 3.30am in the morning, when everyone is still in sweet slumberland.

Clowns

Stayed at Sleepy's for the weekend,serenity before the storm. The clown brothers are in action again, adding a new Psst to Sleepy's car, and he's looking forward to changing his blow off valve spring when we visit again tomorrow.

And abit of gossip since we are now back with Moo's mum, yes, more crap that we have to endure from Her Evil Highness. I skipped dinner today (lucky that I did, she cooked porridge which turned out more like glutinous rice) and being her, she questioned me as to why I'm skipping dinner, and what I had for lunch and why did I eat out and such...
Nevermind that, I left her alone with Moo the whole night to fill her crave for attention, and when I requested Moo for a quick hand to lift up a bag (I was busy with spring cleaning the whole evening), her face turned black the moment her dear dear son disappeared around the corner, I swear he was only gone for half a minute!!! Damn, these are just some small incidents with her which remind me how much I can't stand her presence. I'm not exaggerating, she's not a person anyone would wanna hang around with.

Night Owl

Moo and Sleepy had long gone to slumberland, and I'm still here blogging in total darkness.
It's one of those random photo blogs again. Brain ain't really working at this time of the night.
You know you have turned into a blogoholic when you are staying up at four in the morning blogging.
Ya, I'm leading such a sad sad life .

It has been a while since three of us (Moo, Sleepy and me) smoked the kitchen.
Moo being the chef, Sleepy the runner, and me, the cleaner, we did a pretty good night today.
Grilled giant flat mushroom with garlic pesto, lamb steaks with olive oil and mint,
stir fried snow peas with baby corn.
I was too busy being a pig to take a photo of the final display.
It was just too yummilicous to resist.

Sweet Angel

Met Ella during my transit in Dubai, with the most beautiful pair of blue eyes, and the sweetest smile, she's just such an angel.

I'm Ginger!!!

Just as I was joking with Salsa about how my hair colour would turn out, it dawn upon me that I might have left the dye on for just abit too long, ok maybe five hours too long.
Yes, I don't point fingers, it's my fault for not setting the timer. As a punishment, I now look like a capuchin monkey. Instead of 'Beige Pink' the packaging has promised, it turned out more GINGER BLOND. *Sob* And no Salsa, I'll not be posting a ginger me photo *hiding in shame*.