how many gentlemen are there out there?

So my girl friends (MP, J, H and SL) and I decided to meet up for dinner at Monte's @ Bangsar Shopping Centre during the Thaipusam holiday yesterday. It felt good to be away for awhile and just be with the girls for a change....

Anyways, that aside, the food was great! The service? Well...let's just say that the people who work at the restaurant are pretty rigid....e.g. The dinner set came with tea/coffee...but I am not a tea/coffee drinker....

Waitress : Do you want tea or coffee?
Me : Neither. Can I have Hot lemon instead? (Water with lemon)
Waitress : No. Tea or coffee only. If you want lemon, we'd have to charge you for it.
Me : Huh? (WTF!) Forget it. I don't drink tea or coffee
Waitress : (looked at my other girl friend) Do you want tea or coffee?
The waitress didn't even bother to compromise. pffftt! This is what you call service....

Annnyyyyway.....ok back to the topic. So when J arrived at the restaurant, she sat down and informed us as-a-matter-of-factly that she had a flat tyre and that we should all help her change it after dinner - of which we all agreed. So we yakked and ate and yakked and yakked...

So..after dinner, we headed to the car park to J's car. Might I add - we were capable of changing a flat tyre. We just wanted to see whether any kind gentleman/gentlemen will stop and offer his help to 5 ladies (not in distress by the way).....

So we all helped. Chucked our handbags into J's car, rolled up our sleeves (figure of speech) and helped out.
- took out the spare tyre
- took out the tools
- took out the jack
- unscrew the nuts holding the tyres to the car (ok so I'm not familiar with actual terminologies to use). This took a while cause the nuts were screwed on tight so seeing that I was the heaviest of the lot, I put my entire weight on the what-ever-you-call-it bar to unscrew all 4 nuts
- jacked the car up
- changed the flat tyre
- replace the tyre with the spare tyre
- screwed on the nuts
- lowered the car
- tightened the nuts

We changed the tyre in 15 - 20 mins, tops.

All this while, NOONE came to help us. ZILCH! Security guards came and passed....
When we were packing up a chinese security guard came up to us and said in cantonese...

Guard : Oh...if you girls are driving, you should know how to change tyre. If you dunno, you must learn.
J : Yea...yea....and you just stand there and watch .....

So how many gentlemen at Bangsar even bothered to stop to offer their help? Sadly? None. *sigh*....

pidgin english

My lil missy have been peppering her sentences with pidgin english - by ending her words/sentences with the words lah and hor. Ok ok so I'm guilty for using the lah word but the hor word? She picked that up from MIL.

lah
We were talking about 'The Lion King' cartoon which she watched over the weekend..... When she initially saw the cover of the DVD, she said that she was afraid of the lion and the fire.....after tricking her into watching it..she actually enjoyed watching the show....
So this morning, while we were on the way to her school......

Mom : Did you like watching The Lion King?
Lil Missy : Yes! I'm not scared of the lion.....The lion is scared of me...
Mom : (thought I had heard wrongly...) Huh? The lion is scared of Lil Missy?
Lil Missy : Yes, scared of Lil Missy...
Mom : Oh Wow! You must be a big lion!
Lil Missy : (sounding abit embarrassed) No-lah...I'm a small lion (suddenly feeling abit modest)

hor
Each time she uses the word 'hor', I'd interrupt and remind her not to use the word and would tell her that she sounded like a donkey. She stopped using 'hor' and have thus replaced it with the word 'right?' which sounds sooooooo much nicer! Phew!

finally, 8 months..

..after giving birth to my lil fella, I can finally...finally! fit into my skinny jeans except, of course for the kangaroo pouch that I am lugging around on the front! After giving birth to the lil fella, I seriously thought that I'd have to giveaway most of my clothes!
I couldn't fit into my slim cut work shirts.
I couldn't fit into my work pants/skirts.
It wasn't like that after the birth of my first child, lil missy.
So now, I'm hoping that it'd be easier for me to get into my wetsuit when I go scuba diving next......:)

what the lil missy said...

My 2+yo daughter these days have been picking up lots of stuff.....as the saying goes....GIGO (garbage in, garbage out). Last night, before going to bed, I had a pep talk with her cause mama (my MIL) said that she scolded yeh-yeh (my FIL) 'stupid'. I was shocked! Where in the world did my girl pick this up?

So going back to last night....our pep talk went like this ...

mom : Lil Missy, you CANNOT use the word stupid ok? It's a very vyer BAD word!

lil missy : ok. stupid and idiot.

mom : WHAT? Where did you hear that from?

lil missy : mama

mom : Mama said that to you?

lil missy : Mama said stupid and idiot

mom : Well the next time you hear mama use those words, you tell mama NOT to use those words ok? Those are bad words!

lil missy : Ok.....

Note to self - better get DH to have a word with MIL....