A Woman's Weekly

This here is my maternal grandmother.

She is currently recuperating in the hospital from a bout of severe diarrhea that saw her physically weakened to worrying levels and had to be rehydrated intravenously. Thankfully, doctors expect her to recover fully and will be allowed home in a matter of 24 hours from today.

Ever met a superhero Granma before? I have one. Live and kicking. She’s the homestead’s equivalent of kick-ass power woman executive of corporate Malaysia. Even after having kids she continued to work the fields and brought in her own income. Never depending on my Grandfather.

When she moved to the city, everybody knew her as the very able cleaning lady who went up and down buses getting to her work place, fearless and formidable. God help the person trying to trick her into parting with her schoolboy backpack filled with her possessions. She’ll give you a good whack with her umbrella.

Long after everybody else’s Granmas were having kopitiam (coffeshop) breakfasts with other Granmas and playing mahjong, she continued to work until she was physically not able to. Quite the career lady my Granma.

I am glad she is going home from the hospital soon. I knew she would.

Hard to believe I know.

But really, I did. I’d gone without internet access for three whole days and I felt deprived of the world! Well, not really on the deprived part.

Anyhoo. The Rugrats are back at school and I guess I should update you on our recent trip out of town.

See this thing?

Having passed through the Crocker Range and then down to the valley, its contents had a build up of pressure. My unsuspecting Middle Child opened its cap to use it just before digging into our stopover tea-time snack, after which a chunk of liquid splurted right into her eyes causing her stinging pain.

She screamed bloody murder.

This was her after a gargantuan splash of water over her eyes in the bathroom. See the wet spot on her shirt? She’s still reeling from the trauma of spurting germ-killing liquid. My poor baby. And stupid hand sanitizer.

And yes, I realise Spunky is rearranging utensils over at the Cashier Counter in the background. Oblivious to the drama surrounding her Sister.

Here’s my Brother-in-Law, whose Family Homestay we stayed in the few days we were there.

And here’s The Lady and Her Sons. One of whom is My Beloved.

And here’s the nice little Homestay that we lived in.

The Verandah, also known as The Bare Foot Zone according to the sign, which I totally didn’t remember to take a picture of.

But if you look closely you’ll see it above the pretty young lady that’s giving you the peace sign.

Here’s the Kitchenette.

And the Bathrooms.

They use Gravity Water. But they also have a Hot Water Pump. Hot gravity water shower!

And now you know!

The weather was cool. There was no sound of traffic. We were very comfortable. The Girls didn’t want to leave it!

See?

I don’t know why they HAD to do THIS instead of go sightseeing.

And yes, She came too.

Isn’t that what everyone around here says when they actually mean they don’t have the time?

“Haih. Malaslah sia.”

So I’m saying it today.

Between snapping at answering to the Kids’ inquiries 24/7, organising school-holiday activities, folding laundry, doing the dishes and keeping up with an upcoming Church event that Hubby and I are organising, I AM TOO LAZY TO GET TO THE BLOG.

It requires an extra ounce of effort to get to the computer which I don’t have for my already expended brain cells. To top it off, I’ve somehow managed to come up with a few post ideas that I’ve quickly saved into my drafts folder but which I just can’t get to completing because there will be one holler from at least one kid every one second. (How do those Superhero Moms do it?!) Now why do these ideas come on at the most inopportune times?? Oh, that’s right. Because life’s like that. Yup.

Tomorrow though, we are heading out to a town of approximately two hours away and spending a couple days there. For Hubby’s (I need to get him an online nickname! Something catchy. Quirky. And very Him.) work actually, but when he’s done with all the work, we thought we’d visit by his Brother and his Brother’s Family.

So depending on the Internet connection over there, I may post a picture or two of our out-of-town adventures, photojournalism style. (cewah!)

So see you when I do.

p.s A little bird tells me that Tune Store at 1B is closing down. See all those empty shelves with a sign that says ‘Sale’? Go figure.