
Check it out! I have been wanting to post this for quite a while now... It's located at Hong Kong Causeway Bay overhead bridge just across Sogo.
Stories of Lord Steiner, THE Vivi and Princess Felicia
Beberapa hari ini, Felicia kalo ditanya, "Mana fotonya yang cantik?" Sudah langsung senyum senyum sendiri sambil nunjuk fotonya yang dipajang didinding.
Terus juga suka joget sama lagu "Potong Bebek ..." Jadi ceritanya nih, kalo kita mulai nyanyi lagu itu, langsung Felicia nyari jari telunjuk kita buat pegangan, terus dia berdiri sambil goyang goyang ke kanan en ke kiri...
Terus lucunya lagi, pas baris "Lalalalalalalalala...." dia ikut nyanyi (kalo lagi mood) "yayayyayayayayaa"
Terus nih, kalo kita ganti lagunya, " Pok Ami Ami" atau lagu lain, dia suka sebel terus langsung main njiwit sambil teriak teriak. Kalo dicuekin en kita terus nyanyi langsung ngomel en mau nangis.
Terus masih suka main Peek A Boo , tapi kali ini dia yang sembunyi: selimutnya diangkat buat nutupin mukanya, terus pas kita bilang "BAaaa!" dia nurunin selimutnya sambil meringis.
There are times when Ming was being a-know-it-all son of a gun. There are times when I can't believe I'm married to this guy (and not in a good way), but to be fair, I'm sure he has that feeling too from time to time about me.
But this blabbering is dedicated for the lovely Mink he is.
Like the spontaneous birthday kiss and hug he gave me past midnite. Like the way he hold my hand in the morning when we both are up but too sleepy and lazy to actually wake up. Like when he told me sweetly that he'd happily filled up the water tank in the toilet (when it wasn't working a couple of nights ago) for me to use if I want him too. Like when I was feeling miserable (sometimes for no reasons at all) and didn't want to get up and I told him to get me a glass of warm water with lime juice and he did. no question ask. no "later, hun". he just did.
Like the bear-hug he gave me just when I need it. Like when I said this morning "You better get the toilet fixed this morning because I just have enough of it!" and he just look at me with that lovely smile that I just COULD NOT keep getting angry at him. Like when he called me just to say thank you for that lovely bread I re-heat for him this morning.
hhh...it was those small moments that remind me how lucky I am to marry this adorable Mink.
Until of course, the next time he acts like a-know-it-all-he-bitch
The most important thing for me in a house is (beside Air Condition if i stay in Indonesia) the bathroom. Give me a sleeping bag and I can sleep peacefully. No kitchen? I'll be happy to get Nasi Bungkus for 25 cents. No mirror? No Problem!
But all I want, is a decent WORKING bathroom. It doesn't have to be sparkly clean for God's sake!
When I woke up in the morning, I need to know that a warm shower is waiting for me, that the toilet is working perfectly so I can do my both business peacefully.
Really, is it too much to ask?!
Apparently so. Ever since Friday, there has been problems with my water pump. I had someone come to fix it in the morning, then it'll work for a while, then it got busted again at night. Saturday morning he came to fix it again, then on Saturday evening it broke again. Sunday Morning he came to fix it yet again, and .... MONDAY morning it broke again!!!
And it's not JUST the pump. On Friday it's the pump, on Saturday it's something else, and God knows what happened that fateful Sunday night.
And just as I thought it won't get worse, this morning, my maids filled one plastic bin full of (cold) water for me in the other bathroom, and when I was about to take a shower, a COCKROACH scurried near me.
ARE YOU FU#$*&^ING KIDDING ME?!!!
I had the same problem when I was staying in a boarding house in Jakarta, renting an overpriced, old and insect-infested room simply because of its great location.
I thought I'm past that. I was wrong!
That lil bug does it. It's like the butterfly effect. The needle on Camel's back.
I put on my house-slipper and step on it several times with a vengeance while screaming "FUUUCCCKKKK!!!!!"
I don't feel the slightest better, but when I finally lift my feet after taking a shower and saw it all dead and squeezed, I have to admit, a lil satisfaction and relief creeping in me.
hhhh.....
If tomorrow morning the toilet isn't working properly, I'm renting an apartment for the week.
HUAHUAHUAHUAAAA.....
I am now 27 years, wife and mother of one.
OH. MY. GODDDD!!!!!
I fell down last Sunday, during Felicia's third celebration. Worse, I was carrying Felicia at the time.
We were in Gramedia Expo parking lot in the basement. We brought a lot of thing with us. My handbag, Felicia's bag, Ming's camera, Felicia's bike (she refuses to get on the stroller, so we use bike everywhere). So I told Ming to carry all the stuffs while I carried Felicia.
Then just as I was about to move my left leg, something blocking it. You know the small block of concrete that was always marking each parking spot? Well, because I was holding Felicia, I could not see it.
Anyway, What happened next was something ... extraordinary...
Within seconds, everything seems like in a slow motion. My free right hand could not grab anything to hold on to, so I knew I was definately about to fall. The only thing I was thinking of that moment was, "Don't let her go, don't let her go, don't let her go".... As a matter of fact, I was focusing SO hard on NOT letting Felicia fell, that without realizing it, I did something that now I know I couldn't possibly have done.
Anyway, so my right leg got stuck, my left leg is falling so fast, my right hand stretched out exactly 90 degree out for balance, my left hand is holding on to Felicia. And then I hit the floor. To be exact, my left knee-cap hit the floor square. My whole body weight, (and that's a lot..hahahaha) PLUS Felicia's are being sustained by my left knee cap.
I heard a resounding "Thud!!", and then thinking, "thank GOD I didn't drop her". Throughout the whole thing, Felicia didn't even blink. She's just looking at me, not realizing what has just happened. While I was falling, I could hear Ming Ming keep saying, "Oh my God oh my God oh my God, Vivi! You poor thing, are you okay?!"
He came right at me afterwards, and I was still in that position, that professional gymnastic's perfect landing position, and I can only manage to say very calmly, "Please take the kid. take her now." He dropped everything (don't worry, he managed to place his very expensive camera on top of the trunk first), then sweep Felicia off in his arms.
Then, with all the pains came flooding with a vengeance, I finally let go and screamed "OH MY GODDDD, THAT HURTSSS!!!!!!"
After I was up on both my legs (my left one was still trembling), Ming of course, immediately said, "Honey, no acrobats while holding the baby please. You should pay attention more to your surrounding, I mean, it's a concrete! can't you see it?!" I was embarrased, my left knee cap felt like it was about to explode, and I wanted to cry.
To this day, I am still amazed at how I managed to get on that position to prevent Felicia from falling. I tried to copy the position again, and I couldn't!! even with both my hands holding on to something. There's no way I could have done that, but yet I SO did!!
Plus, now I know that Ming, deep, deep deep down inside, is a very sweet and considerate man. I couldn't forget his voice when I was falling, he sounded sincerely concerned, worried, and very loving. As a matter of fact, that was probably the only time I've heard him say something with that loving voice.
Sure shortly after, he's acting like a know-it-all-he-bitch by telling me I should have been more carefull, et cetera et cetera. Sure, last night he pissed me off by refusing to let me use OUR computer for just few moments after he's been using it for hours.
But the point is, I know that deep, deep, way deep down inside, he's a sweet guy.
hhhh....well, the main point I was about to say is: I fell. No Worry, didn't drop the baby. and against all odds, Ming was being so kind and considerate.
Sekarang Felicia sudah bisa:
The first one was with her Jakarta grandparents, on her birthday, Thursday 9 October 2008. At first we planned to eat out, but since her Emak and Engkong seldom got the chance to come to Surabaya, they preferred to spend as much time watching her at home. So we ended up eating a delivery of 369 noodles at home.
Since we could not cut the cake because of other celebrations are waiting, Felicia gave Emak and Engkong their own Opera Cake to bring to Jakarta, which we heard is a big hit with Felicia’s uncle and aunt there as well.
My friend Lidiawati also brought her son, and we had good time. Unfortunately since Lidiawati and I are preoccupied with our kids, and there’s husbands as well, we could not chat as freely as we’d like to….
feisty lil one
But it’s a good thing to meet up, we promised we’ll see each other again on Lidiawati’s son’s first birthday in a couple of months. Yup, that’s how busy we are ahahahaahhahaa…..Hope you have a better celebration than last year, when everybody got caught up with Felicia's birth and no one remembered it was your birthday (including you) until late at night....
Your quiet presence has always brought a calming and assuring atmosphere in our family, and at times, the one "force" that keep both the balance and sanity at home, especially among the raging hormones of three "feisty" daughters who never stops asking you, "Who do you love most, Dad?"
But of course I know that You know that You love me most!!!
(take that Ciprut!)